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Chapter 209 Chapter 208
In Prison City.

Gildre recently noticed that something was wrong. The Saintess whom he was looking forward to had returned from the last defeat, and he seemed to be out of shape.

She clearly said that she wanted to take revenge on France, but now she made all the dragon species and troops retreat, leaving the people of France with a chance to breathe.

Gilderley thought she was just regrouping and set off again. Judging by her observations in the past two days, this Joan of Arc has become a little strange?
I usually shut myself in the room and don't know what I'm doing, even if I have a chance to meet outside, I still look shy, so that I get impatient with myself after a few words.

All of these are stimulating the strings deep in Gildera's heart, but he can't control the dragon species and Fafnir, it's really powerless!
But now, everything is different!

Gildre stood in front of the huge crucible, and kept pouring various precious magic materials into it, intending to use the sorcery recorded in the Noble Phantasm, so as to obtain a short-term past vision for himself.

Relying on past vision, he can see what happened in that battle, which will make the Dragon Witch he admires become the unprogressive look she is now!

The swordsman and the spearman stood behind Gildre. They seemed to be the most loyal guards motionless, and the out-of-focus eyes indicated that they had lost consciousness.

In order to prevent the occurrence of betrayal again, Gildrey finally chose to use the means bestowed by the mysterious man to control all the servants.

As the last material was thrown into the crucible, the boiling magic power made the potion continuously agitate, and it began to evaporate rapidly, emitting a large amount of purple smoke.

All the places touched by the smoke became withered, and even the walls seemed to have become weathered and cracked after decades.

"Jeanne, let me see what happened to you!"

Gildre looked at the few drops of potion left in the crucible, carefully wrapped it with magic power and took it out. This was what he needed.

All those materials gathered here in the purest essence, together with the ability possessed by the Holy Grail, is enough for Gildre to have short-term past vision.

"You two take good care of Joan, don't let it go out."

Guildre gave orders to the swordsman and Vlad III, and then immediately left Prison City, heading to the place where Ai Luo and Joan of Arc fought.

The swordsman and Vlad III nodded mechanically, walked towards Joan's palace, and stood in front of the door to restrain their breath.

Plain of the Loire.

Looking at the ground that had turned from a plain into a lake, Gildrey also had a ferocious face and dripped the medicine on his eyeballs.

Accompanied by a boundless tingling sensation, Gildrey began to howl crazily. This kind of pain made him, who was once the Marshal of France, unable to bear it.

In the severe pain, his vision gradually became blurred, and everything that happened on this land was unfolded in front of him like a movie.

"Hahahahaha!!! So that's how it is...so that's how it is!"

After watching everything, Gildre's eyes had turned blood red, and he looked extremely permeable like a monster.

Knowing the whole truth of the matter, Gilderre is already brewing an even more evil plan in his heart at this moment. Since Joan of Arc has lost the power of revenge, let her show her last light!

As long as he conquers France, he can create a more ideal Joan of Arc at any time!

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In the city of Lyon.

Siegfried also learned what had happened from Mirtha, and he was powerless against the development of the current situation, and the injuries on his body made him almost lose all his fighting power.

"I've checked, the injury on your body is an unknown powerful curse, the best way is to use baptism chant, it will have the fastest effect!"

"But this curse is too powerful. Even if Martha is added, we are not sure that we can completely eradicate it. At least three saints must use the baptism chant together!"

Joan of Arc helped Siegfried check his injuries, and found that not only was his physical condition extremely bad, but there were even things that were constantly eating away at him.

To be able to survive until now is really a miracle!
"I'm sorry, this body can't help you fight... If it's Dragon Slaying, maybe I can't help you with anything right now!"

Siegfried also apologized to everyone with a gloomy expression. He might have poured cold water on their high spirits.

After all, the dragon slayer he had worked so hard to find turned out to be a waste who couldn't even hold a sword steadily, and might even return to the Heroic Seat due to the outbreak of the curse in the next moment.

"If there are three saints, then we now have Joan of Arc and Martha, only one is missing..."

Ai Luo stroked her chin and thought, then came behind Joan and pulled out one of her hairs.

In the angry eyes of Joan of Arc, Ai Luo used tracking magic to perceive the saint's breath attached to Joan's hair, so as to find someone who also possessed this breath.

Close your eyes and feel it carefully. About 5 minutes later, Ai Luo opened his eyes again, let out a breath and said to everyone.

"Now it seems that we are going to start grouping. The saint's breath is pointing in two different directions, so we have to divide our troops into two groups."

It would be too troublesome to act together, and it would be an extremely time-consuming process to turn back in case of a wrong choice.

It is very likely that Siegfried will not be able to survive this process. Every minute that his current physical condition is delayed is a big test for his physical fitness.

"I must separate from Joan of Arc. Seeing the saint can be regarded as a guarantee of trust. The rest is up to you."

Martha glanced at Joan of Arc and said, the same saints will have a feeling when they meet each other again, which can be regarded as avoiding a crisis of trust.

Fujimaru Tachika took a look. The current manpower is just enough to be divided into two groups, with 4 people in each group, but... It seems that I can't provide security on my side.

"How about this, I will go to the south with Joan of Arc and Queen Mary, Artoria will follow you, and Siegfried will follow Lixiang-kun."

Ai Luo also saw the difficulty of Tatsuka Fujimaru, so he offered to keep Artoria, and only Joan of Arc could pose a threat to her at this singularity.

Even if a few servants over there go up together, they can't beat the curry stick with full firepower, and the ashes are blown away in minutes!
"Looks like we're going to be separated from everyone~ I'll listen to you play the piano for me when I come back, Amadeus!"

Queen Mary was still cheerful, smiling and waving goodbye to Mozart.

Hearing this sentence, Mozart's face became calm, and he also responded: "Okay, when we meet next time, I will play piano music for you..."

(End of this chapter)