Solomon Who Doesn't Want to Be a Doctor is Not a Good Roman

Actually she is not alone.Although he didn't tell anyone about his pain, it wasn't that no one knew.Among these Servants, Artoria, who was better with Joan, seemed to notice something wrong with Joan, so she stayed by Joan's side all the time.Although she didn't say it clearly, she must have discovered it.

"Your complexion looks bad."

When I turned around, I saw Arturia's face, and she looked at her worriedly.

I don't know why, when Joan looked at Artoria, she always felt like she was looking in a mirror, and Artoria had this illusion before.

Probably because of this reason, the relationship between the two will be good.

"No problem, just being close to Orleans and seeing my hometown destroyed by another me makes it uncomfortable."

"I see, I thought there was something wrong with your body."

Arturia just nodded, she hesitated for a while, and finally came over.

"As soon as possible, I will see Orleans tomorrow, Joan, are you ready? Maybe you don't want to listen, but I can see that you are doubting and wavering. If you can't make up your mind, Facing another self..."

"There will be no problem, Artoria. No matter what, I will stop the other me from destroying this country. I will not waver on this alone."

Artoria did not continue to say some discouraging words, and a gentle smile appeared on her serious face.

"In that case, I'll hand her over to you."

"pass it to me?"

"That's right, aren't you going to stop her? You have to do it yourself. This is a battle between you and yourself, and other people should not intervene."

Joan was stunned for a moment, she saw Arturia's equally stunned expression, probably because she felt that she saw her own similar face.

"It's really bad-hearted. But you are right, I should face it myself instead of relying on others. The mistakes I made, I should correct myself..."

Joan of Arc suddenly clutched her chest, the pain on her face was unbearable anymore.

"Jeanne, what happened? Are you okay?"

"That is……"

The two were on guard from a distance at the same time, not only them, but also the Servant by the campfire not far away.

--coming!

"It's Joan of Arc, not just her, there are one, two, three... There are six spiritual bases, including her, there are seven Servants in total!"

When Mona Lisa's voice sounded, she almost screamed, it was completely beyond her imagination that so many Servants appeared at once.Even if she guessed that Joan of Arc could continue to use the Holy Grail to summon Servants, she never expected that so many would be summoned.

The enemy is in the sky, and the huge dragon Fafnir becomes a mount, carrying them forward like a sky fortress.

The black shadow jumped down from the sky.

"Protect Master!"

Almost without hesitation, everyone approached the tent, and Li Xiang was the weakest and most important person among them.

Arturia arrived immediately, but Joan was slightly slower than Artoria.

"Jane!"

"Go, Saber, don't look back, the Master's safety is of the utmost importance, I'll be there right away."

Arturia just nodded and left.

When the two couldn't see each other's figure at all, Joan of Arc stopped.She clutched her chest with one hand while she held onto the tree trunk beside her with the other, moaning in pain.

"Who's where?"

The sound of footsteps came, and the iron greaves were no strangers, and the person who appeared in front of her could make people blurt out her name.

"Hei...is that you?"

"I thought you were amazing, but it turned out that's all."

A black girl came out from further away.Although the leaves covered the moonlight, Joan of Arc could recognize her identity immediately.

She has the same face as Joan of Arc, but there is a different mockery and contempt on that face.

Her skin looked very pale, like a seriously ill patient.The eyes are crystal clear amber, and the hair is almost transparent silver white.

Seeing this different self, Joan of Arc showed painful sadness on her face.

"another me……"

"The other? No, I am Joan of Arc. I came back from the dead, crawled out of hell, and took revenge on this world and stupid humans."

Joan of Arc didn't hide her hatred, nor did she need to.From the very beginning, she has told the world that she returns from hell to take revenge on this world.

Black Joan glanced at the flag in Joan's hand. The white flag was embroidered with golden irises, and it used to be everything in her battle.Her beliefs and beliefs are also her greatest enemy now.

The flame of hatred burned in an instant, and Joan of Arc could hardly control her own reason.

"Come on, you impostor, let me see, what qualifications do you have to stop me!"

Black Joan rolled up the flying dragon flag and rushed over.

It was clearly the same face, but Black Joan showed no mercy, she fiercely stabbed Joan's head with the tip of the spear.

This is someone who is equally cruel to himself.

Joan of Arc reluctantly raised the iris flag in her hand, but the body that was barely standing was pushed back by Joan of Arc, and hit the big tree with her back.