Get stronger from the type month

Chapter 202
In a luxurious palace.

Gilderrey looked at the returned Joan of Arc in front of him, for some reason he suddenly felt a little different, but he still didn't care after thinking for a while.

According to the test of the familiar, Joan of Arc was indeed taken away by that person, and the fluctuation of magic power from the Loire Plain should have experienced a great battle.

At the same time, he also sensed that Joan of Arc had become weak, and immediately summoned her back, and the fact was that as Gilderrey expected, the magic power response on Joan of Arc was very low.

"Jill, tell your troops to temporarily suspend their revenge on humans, and ask all the dragons, skeleton soldiers, and living corpses to retreat temporarily, and let Martha look for them."

"That man's strength is even stronger than mine. We need to stop our current actions and wait until I figure out a way to deal with him before proceeding to the next step."

Joan of Arc issued a lot of orders in one breath, and the retreat made Guildre feel puzzled, but then he was relieved, and this explanation did not arouse doubt.

Even Gildre thought that if he hadn't summoned Joan of Arc back in time, she might have died at the hands of that man, and his magical reaction had dropped to the lowest point at that time.

"I'll let you know."

Gildre bowed slightly, and then left the palace.

In the room of the servants, Gildre found Martha and the Berserker, Lancelot, the Knight of the Lake who had appeared in the Fourth War.

He glanced at Camilla and Vlad III who were recovering from their injuries, relying on the strong vitality of the vampire to barely survive in Arturia's treasure.

Of course, if it's Lan Dai's sword of vowed victory, it is very likely that the two of them can be sent away with one sword. After all, it contains people's most noble beliefs and beauty, which is very deadly to evil.

Hei Dai's Noble Phantasm, Vlad III and Camilla, belonged to the same category of evil, and it was only of ordinary power that allowed them to barely survive, but they had already lost their ability to fight in a short period of time.

"Cavalrymen... Berserkers... Next, the two of you are responsible for giving them some color. If you dare to hurt Joan, that man must be seriously injured."

"Taking this opportunity, it is best to annihilate them in one fell swoop. Swordsmen, spearmen, archers, assassins, you all come with me and kill the hidden dragon slayer!"

Gildre felt that it was very necessary for him to share some of the pressure for Joan of Arc. In this case, he should first get rid of the dragon slayer who threatened her very much.

Only a dragon slayer can kill that dragon!

"Magician, are you really sure you want the two of us to fight them?"

Martha clasped the cross in her hand and asked, even if there are berserkers, this is still a fatal decision, the black saber's strength completely surpasses them.

This guy would only use his familiar to watch, but he couldn't personally feel the almost suffocating huge magic power, so he would give such an unwise order.

"Of course not. After all, you are all my loyal subordinates, and why would I watch my subordinates die so easily?"

With a smile on Gildre's face, a dark power emanated from him, and penetrated directly into her and Lancelot under Martha's disbelieving eyes.

With the name of a saint, how could she be defeated by mere madness, but she has always maintained her rationality, but she usually shows it in front of everyone in a mad state.

I just didn't expect that this would be discovered by Gildrey, and a double strengthening would be applied to her. Now even the saint can no longer maintain her sanity.

Accompanied by the horrifying sound, Martha's image at this moment has become neither human nor ghost, she is covered by a ferocious mask, and her body is covered with black and red stripes.

Even the cross in his hand turned into a execution rack full of torture instruments, covered with dried and blackened blood, which made people feel scared from the bottom of their hearts.

Including Lancelot beside him, his armor became like a ghost, covered with gleaming barbs and sharp blades, making him look extremely terrifying.

Looking at the two people reappearing in front of him, Gildrey smiled with satisfaction, the method given by that man did not expect to be so effective!
The other servants looked at the scene in front of them, and there was a gloomy look in their eyes. They didn't know what they were thinking, or they were afraid and worried about this method.

They were all famous heroes during their lifetime, but they never expected to go through this kind of torture, turning into a human, ghost or ghost form, which is an insult to them!
"Go, go teach your prey a good lesson!"

Gildrey didn't care so much, he raised his hands high now, with a cheerful smile on his face, he just wanted to teach those who hurt Joan a lesson!
Like loyal hounds, the two quickly disappeared. In this world, their eyeliners are everywhere, and finding someone is just an easy task.

Gildre glanced at the remaining servants, turned his head and walked out of the hall, leaving behind only the most common laughter of the vicious villain.

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At the same time, Fujimaru Tachika led the crowd to stay in the forest outside La Sharitai, looking around.

"Let's stay here for the time being. With the forest cover, we can avoid being discovered by the Wyverns to the greatest extent."

Arturia glanced around, and there was a fairly good clear river in front, behind it was dense woods, and the ground was fairly flat.

It is a very good choice to set up camp here.

Fujimaru Tachika contacted Chaldea, and after reporting the situation with Romani, he took out the food given by the soldiers of the fortress and began to replenish his strength.

It was night, and the crackling sound of the burning fire was endless.

Accompanied by the sound of space shattering, Ai Luo also returned successfully, sitting on the wooden pier and panting heavily.

"Yo, hello everyone!"

Seeing that everyone was looking at him in shock, Ai Luo also raised his hand to say hello.

After many breaths, everyone still maintained such an expression, which gradually made Ai Luo lose patience.

"Senior Ailuo, your shoulder..."

At this time, Mash bravely stood up, pointed at Ai Luo's shoulder and said tremblingly.

Fujimaru Tachika and Arturia also nodded one after another, and Joan even covered her eyes with the holy flag, not daring to look directly.

"My shoulder? What's wrong?"

Ai Luo was a little confused, but still looked down.

"Ah, I'm so sorry!"

In the next second, the sound of shock spread throughout the forest, and countless birds took off in place, flapping their wings and leaving this place of right and wrong.

Due to the excessive power of the fight with Joan of Arc, and the fact that Chaldea's uniform is not so resistant to beatings, Ai Luo now only has a few cloth strips hanging on his body.

(End of this chapter)