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When he reached the first floor of the castle in Mirenia City, he could barely walk.Although it is difficult, as long as you hold on to the wall, at least you can move faster than the first time.This is much better than in the underground workshop at the beginning.

He didn't know how long he had been moving, and he had already left the dark underground man-made artificial room that terrified him.The white lighting of the stairs made him feel a little more relaxed instinctively, and he couldn't organize his language. If he learned it, he probably used the word 'longing for the light' to describe his mood at the moment.

"Bang!"

His body hit the potted plant by the wall, and he staggered uncontrollably and fell to the ground.The moment he fell, with the sound and thinking about 'how long it will take to get up again' made him despair.

"help me……"

"Huh?" Rather than being afraid of everything, his call should be an appeal to escape from 'loneliness'.

No one can deny an artificial human who wants to live.

……

"what?"

On the outskirts of Sighişoara three days later, curious voices came out at the same time.

The country girl from France frowned deeply when she hitchhiked along the way and arrived in this rich and classical city.

"This is... an enchantment?"

This Holy Grail War... the situation is much more serious than Joan of Arc imagined.

Regardless of the assassination of the red Lancer encountered on the road, or the arrangement in front of him, Joan of Arc was already full of doubts.The anticipated Holy Grail War should be fought in the neighboring city of Tulifas, but a barrier has already been set up here, and the intense and chaotic situation is far beyond the Holy Grail War itself.

As the arbiter selected by the Holy Grail this time, is her task really just to maintain the Holy Grail War?

Why did the Red Fang Lancer combination choose to assassinate her?She originally thought that she could get the answer by relying on [Revelation].But the picture that appeared in the so-called [Revelation], a black-haired man and a silver-haired man, the former he has seen, is a mad scientist who likes to imprison Play, and the other is a man suspected of being a priest, which makes her puzzled.

"Anyway, go to Tulipas first!" Joan of Arc said to herself. Although she wondered whether the enchantment covering the city was a masterpiece completed by the heroic spirits, her main task was to maintain the Holy Grail War after all.

As for the fact that human magicians did it, she never thought about it.

Unless it is the magic of the Age of Gods, it cannot reach this level at all.At least within a range of ten kilometers, she did not sense any trace of magic.

"what!?"

Suddenly, Joan's pupils shrank slightly and she lost her voice.

Standing in the suburbs, she stood alone in the same place, sometimes talking to herself, sometimes shocked, it is really easy for people to misunderstand whether she is a patient who escaped from a mental hospital.

Invisible particles, invisible to normal people, aggregated into tentacles and appeared in front of Joan's eyes, attacking her like needles.

The moves were all aimed at her deadly parts, and she didn't even have time to react when she asked Joan to get her luggage. She gave up the suitcase that came over from the laboratory last time, and jumped more than ten meters away.

boom!

The energy tentacles hit the ground, and there were no traces of pits or holes. Instead, it looked like an attack on the spirit.

Those tentacles failed and dissipated into the air. On the scene, only the sand at the beginning of the aggregation decreased, while the other directions remained unchanged, as if the attack did not exist at all.

An energy medium for matter transformation using sand?

Joan bowed her body like a cheetah and stared ahead, her expression extremely vigilant.

A few strands of sand energy tentacles formed in front again, but the target was not her, but the suitcase she left behind.

As if someone was manipulating it remotely, the tentacles directly pierced the lock of the suitcase, causing it to open.A pile of daily clothes and books were revealed scattered all over the floor.

The book was thrown away without hesitation, and the tentacle's target was the pair of underwear in the pile of clothes. The silver energy tentacles curled up and wrapped the underwear, and then... directly made them disappear.

PS: High fever mode.

Chapter 99: The Scumbag Village Girl in the Inherent Barrier

Jeanne's expression froze for a moment.

Her expression suddenly became extremely strange...

Is the target not her, but panties?

This is very similar to the tentacle monsters in some goblin novels read by modern Leticia, but Joan clearly knows that such monsters should not exist in this world, at least it is impossible in modern society.

There are no Heroic Spirits around, so this is a magician's method, in other words, this is a...joke?

"It's just the magic condensed by the dust, without killing intent." Joan of Arc looked puzzled.She didn't know what Leticia in her body would think of this scene as a bystander, but there shouldn't be any shadows.

It can only be said that they met a perverted magician.

Enough!

For Joan of Arc, the suspicion that the assassination of the red Lancer was ruled out made her expression slightly relaxed.

However, this moment of slack made Joan's face change drastically.

I thought that the other party would be satisfied with the panties, but several silver-white tentacles transformed by sand dust immediately extended from her feet,

Joan of Arc's actions were slow this time, and there was no time to react.

The tentacles split into several branches, tightly wrapping around Joan's limbs, waist, and neck...

At the moment the scene looks eerie.

The silver energy is obviously very holy, and the temperament of a girl is also very suitable for a saint, but her body, which is tightened by tentacles, looks very erotic.

The moment her school uniform touched the tentacles, it was disintegrated by the 'holy light' on the tentacles. The school uniform became torn in an instant, the inner corsage was exposed, and a tentacle reached out to the bottom of Jeanne's skirt.