I, Fujimaru Tachika, have returned with a full rank!

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Ophelia was silent for a moment, then retorted

"No, I don't treat Mash as an item...but the burning of human power is a super-standard crisis beyond cognition, and personal emotions and wills are insignificant...Even sacrifices must be carried out."

Fujimaru Tachika: …

[Why do you think I’m standing here?

If that's the case...Ophelia, this will leave a scar on her heart that cannot be erased.

This scar is a despair that cannot be filled by no matter how many worlds are saved and how many Lostbelts are destroyed.

Yes, victory.

However, I hope you can see the future after victory.

I have made up my mind.

You are fighting to protect humanity, and I am fighting for you who guard humanity. 】

"I do this for the sake of everyone... After all, this is the best option to restore human nature."

It is true that this is true in principle, but I groan—I have never made sense in my life!

Mashu looked at Ophelia with some embarrassment, then moved firmly in the direction of Fujimaru Ritsuka.

"That... I understand that Ophelia is worried about me, but I will try my best to help everyone. And the senior is a very good master who can give me a lot of help in battle, so I Standing with the seniors with your own will."

【Click-】

Fujimaru Tachika seems to have heard the heartbreaking voice of a certain magic eye lady.

Obviously it was Matthew I met first...

A hint of disappointment flashed in Ophelia's eyes, as if a dear friend had other playmates.

It's really cute.

But Pepeloncino was right. If Fujimaru Ritsuka hadn't suddenly appeared and defused the bomb, everyone would have died standing here.

Perhaps, he has an unknown advantage.

Ophelia felt that she should not make things too difficult for the savior, so she simply changed the subject

"Wadim and the others have already gone to the northwest to prepare. Our task is to go to Orleans to establish a stronghold and inquire about the situation by the way."

"I see."

Fujimaru Tachika nodded happily.

"Leave it to me to deal with people! Before I came to Chaldea, I had already interacted with all kinds of people."

At least there will be no embarrassing scenes like encountering a Frenchman speaking English.

By the way, why don't you use translation outfits or Latin?

Maybe civilians and soldiers don't understand...

Don’t think about such complicated things.

Ophelia said with a serious face: "Fujimaru, although it's a bit presumptuous, I still want to remind you - the important task of restoring human history is on our shoulders, no matter what price we pay, so You'd better be serious."

"Senior Ophelia is too serious."

Fujimaru Ritsuka gently picked a wild flower on the roadside and said seemingly casually.

"Since we want to save humanity, we have to live more like an ordinary human being."

"As expected of a senior, he is able to face such situations with optimism."

"Haha...Because it's useless to run away. It's because I'm weak that I should cherish the things around me...Because I can't do anything without relying on the people around me."

Fujimaru Tachika gently pinned violet wild flowers on Matthew's hair. The combination of pink and purple hair and flowers made the girl more lovely and moving.

[Escape...doesn't help? 】

Seeing the figures of the boy and the girl moving forward, Ophelia was a little dazed, and at the same time felt that this situation was a little inconceivable.

There is some faint touch in my heart.

There was a hint of envy in his eyes.

Maybe it's because he hates the self who can't escape the [Fate Bondage].

"I finally understand... why you chose him. Even as a test subject... I hope to go to the future I want. Is that what you think, Mash?"

Ophelia muttered to herself, then made up her mind and walked forward.

【But...she didn't dare, and made up her mind to move forward. 】

At this moment, countless black shadows suddenly passed through the air.

The black wyverns immediately occupied the sky.

The battle started in an instant.

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【Outskirts of Orleans Castle】

The wyvern's corpse fell in disorder on the plain outside the castle. After Guda greedily collected the dragon scales and teeth, the three of them entered the barely supported fortress.

Guda was inquiring about information from a short soldier captain.

"Yeah, so that's how it happened. It's really not easy for you guys. Joan of Arc, who came back from the dead, has become [Dragon Witch]. Doesn't it feel good to have your faith collapsed?"

"Hehe... We can't believe it. Even if the garrison of Lyon surrendered for the first time, it still didn't change the fate of destruction. That holy lady... why did it become like that!"

The French soldier said with pain, a trace of helplessness on his face

"We have obviously tried hard..."

It was despair mixed with unwillingness and cowardice.

"Don't worry, I'm sure that your Joan of Arc has not betrayed you. It is not the real Joan of Arc that is destroying France now."

Guda patted him on the shoulder familiarly.

"Eh——?! Is that so...!"

"No, but I saw it with my own eyes..."

The French soldier asked with some uncertainty, with a hint of timidity and doubt in his eyes.

However, Fujimaru Tatsuka's intimacy, gentle and righteous temperament, and the other two beauties made him subconsciously think that the people in front of him are good people.

Fujimaru Tachika continues to fool

"That's not oh, Joan, as far as I know"

"Although Jeanne d'Arc was burned at the stake, doesn't her spirit still remain in your hearts? Are you worthy of the dead hero, the dead Jeanne d'Arc? Did a fake riding a dragon make your faith collapse?"

"If the real Joan of Arc saw you like this, she would be so angry that she wouldn't be able to escape from heaven!"

Little Soldier: …

A little guilty, but... the enemy is really scary.

Fujimaru Lixiang [Dun Dun Shanyu] said: "When Joan was alive, what was the spirit she carried out for you?! Have you all forgotten and just gave up like this? What you should do now should be What?"

What are your tears? !

What is your expression?

Can your tears save France?

......

Soldier: "We... want to save France."

"Speak louder, I can't hear you!"

"Save France!"

"A little louder!"

"Save! Save! Fa-lan-xi!"

The short soldier gritted his teeth, twisted his expression, grinned, and shouted loudly!

"Very good! Very spirited!"

Guda said in praise.

"Yes, sir!"

The decadent soldier quickly cheered up under the encouragement of Fujimaru Ritsuka, and the sharp spear that stood up struck the ground heavily.

Guda pointed at Senior Ophelia beside him.

"Very well, now all of your remnants and defeated generals will be under the temporary command of Miss Ophelia, and establish a defense line against the fake saint, understand?"

"Wait a minute, I haven't agreed yet..."

Ophelia was about to refute something, but the little soldier had already saluted her respectfully.

What a beautiful person!

It feels like a proud aristocratic temperament.

There is an urge that makes people have to worship.

"Respected lady, Golov and the 132 remnants under his command are willing to be your soldiers and take back the homeland from [Dragon Witch]. Please help!"

"But I'm not French..."

Ophelia responded somewhat bewilderedly.

"That would be better, Ophelia. Now that the king is gone, no one can stop you even if you are crowned Emperor of France."

Matthew said with a rare joke.

【You've become bad, Matthew, you wouldn't fool people like this before. 】

"That's great. You know, Ophelia is a super elite known as the modern Valkyrie. Did you see the scene of hanging and beating the Wyvern just now? With her in charge, taking back France is just around the corner."

Fujimaru Ritsuka added playfully.

Mash nodded in agreement.

Golov instantly understood...

This is the thigh, you have to hug it!

After passing this village, this shop will disappear.

what happened to the woman?

Joan of Arc is a woman, didn't she also lead France to recover the lost land?

thump!

Keng——!

That was the sound of soldiers kneeling on one knee, armor colliding with the ground.

Jagged, but sweet and sharp.

They shouted in unison, full of spirit.