Mo Wang, having thoroughly tormented Jalter, left her in the care of the real Jeanne. If he didn't need her for forced labor at Chaldea, he would have killed her long ago. He had no interest in "reforming" her.
He sat on the city wall, contemplating what the Marshal would do next. He had just sent him a photo of Jeanne and Jalter, and he was eagerly awaiting the Marshal's reaction.
"What's that guy thinking now?" Cu Chulainn muttered, looking up at the grinning Mo Wang. He had a bad feeling about this.
"Don't look," Archer said. "You'll get sent back on the robot." As one of Mo Wang's favorite targets, he knew it was best to just ignore him.
"Good point," Cu Chulainn said, shaking his head. He had sworn never to get on that thing again.
"What's so bad about the robot? I really want to try it," Astolfo said, his eyes sparkling.
"Yeah, I want to try it too," Elizabeth added. "It would be so cool to have a concert on it!"
"Hmph~ But Master won't let us," Astolfo and Elizabeth sighed in unison.
"What's so great about that thing?" Cu Chulainn asked, unable to comprehend their enthusiasm. He would rather be tormented by Mo Wang than get on that torture device again.
Unfortunately, Mo Wang had already designated him as the Blue Ranger of their Chaldea Sentai team. There was no escape.
"Do you think he'd let us try if we asked him?" Astolfo wondered.
"Don't do it," Cu Chulainn warned. "He'll just find some new and horrible way to mess with you."
"Really?" Astolfo asked, looking at Charlemagne for confirmation.
Charlemagne just gave an awkward smile.
"Oh, I think a lively boy like Master isn't so bad," Marie said with a cute expression.
"A lively boy?" Cu Chulainn stared at her as if she were insane.
"Uh, Marie, you probably shouldn't call him a 'boy.' It makes you sound like an old lady," Mozart said.
"Thwack!"
Marie elbowed him in the ribs. "Who are you calling an old lady?!"
"N-not you, Marie! You're as beautiful as a flower!" Mozart yelped.
"You know, I'd like to try that robot too. Even though I'm a girl, I'm very interested in that sort of thing," Marie said.
"Uh, Marie, you'd probably just break it," Mozart muttered.
"Pfft!!" This time, he wasn't so lucky. Marie's eyes were filled with a murderous rage.
"Marie! Calm down! No!!!"
"What are they doing down there?" Mo Wang wondered, watching his Servants bicker.
RUMBLE!
Suddenly, a terrifying presence erupted from the distance. The clear sky turned a blood-red.
"What is that?" Mo Wang asked, his eyes widening. A strange, sanity-draining creature, even more grotesque than the sea monster, was rising in the distance. It was covered in a writhing mass of eyes.
"A Demon God Pillar? What the hell? How did the Marshal summon that?" Mo Wang looked down at Mozart. Dude, how did a Demon God Pillar show up in the first chapter? Aren't you supposed to be the Demon God Pillar of this singularity?
This was the first time in the FGO world that Mo Wang had encountered something completely off-script. What was Goetia thinking? Was he finally taking him seriously?
...
Half an hour earlier:
"No! This can't be real! No!!!" the Marshal shrieked, staring at the photo in his hands. It was the picture of Mo Wang tormenting Jalter while Jeanne watched, blushing. In his eyes, the two Jeannes had been completely and utterly defiled.
"That bastard! Not only did he capture my beloved Jeanne, but he didn't even spare the other one!" he raged. "I'll kill him! Kill him!!!"
He frantically flipped through the pages of his grimoire, searching for a spell that could summon something even more powerful than the sea monster.
"Do you need power?" a low voice echoed through the hall.
The Marshal looked up and saw two figures standing before him. One was a man in a white robe with golden eyes, and the other was a man with green hair and a disquieting smile.
"You are—" The Marshal's eyes widened in recognition. "Lev?!" It was the man who had given him the Holy Grail.
"An honor that you remember me," Lev said with a slight bow. "This is my master, the creator of the Incineration of Human Order—Lord Goetia."
"Gilles de Rais," Goetia said, his voice resonating with a strange power. "I can give you the power to destroy that otherworldly visitor."
"What... what do you want?" the Marshal stammered, his grimoire glowing with an ominous purple light.
"It's simple," Lev said with a smile. "Just become one of our seventy-two Demon God Pillars."
"A Demon God Pillar?!"
"That otherworldly person is defiling your precious saint," Goetia's voice whispered in his ear. "Think of his fingers on Jeanne's neck—"
"Silence!!" the Marshal roared, and the stained-glass windows of the castle shattered.
Lev rolled a crystal ball to the Marshal's feet. It showed a scene on the city wall: Mo Wang was playing with Jalter's hair, while Jeanne blushed and held down her skirt.
"Aaaaaaaah—!!!" The Marshal shattered the crystal ball with his foot.
"I accept! I don't care what I become! As long as I can kill that blasphemer!"
A flesh-and-blood pillar covered in eyes emerged from a crack in space.
"Embrace this power," Goetia said, his voice suddenly sounding divine. "For Jeanne—"
"For Jeanne!!!"
The Marshal opened his arms and was consumed by the Demon God Pillar.
"My lord, will this really be enough to deal with that Mo Wang?" Lev asked, a hint of fear in his voice. "That man is extremely dangerous."
"It is because he is dangerous that I must verify," Goetia said, his face impassive. "This is what we must do to save this world."
The newly merged monster let out a heaven-shaking roar. The castle crumbled, and in its place stood a grotesque pillar wearing the Marshal's blue robe, its surface covered in countless pained faces, each one whispering the same thing: "Jeanne... my Jeanne..."
Goetia's face was troubled. He had never expected that he, the final boss, would have to personally intervene to save the world from the "hero." In a strange twist of fate, Mo Wang had become a far greater threat than he ever was.