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But how would you describe this man?

An ill-timed combat genius?Such a word popped up in Joan's heart, as if she was evaluated as a country girl who accomplished a miraculous feat during her lifetime.

It seems to be a miracle, but the truth is probably only I know the necessity and luck in it.

This scene made Jeanne feel unbelievable.Whether it's the characteristics of the enchantment domain, or the irrationality of the battle between heroic spirits and humans, and the scene where the same party kills each other, Joan of Arc is unbelievable in various senses.

However, just as the depression in Weston's chest was repaired, the sword pierced into Siegfried's waist also turned into light and dissipated, and the body of the heroic spirit was infused with Fran's magic power in the attic not far away, and the scars disappeared instantly. gone.

The battle should be over...

Siegfried stared at his waist and stared at the man opposite. Anyone would regard this man as an ordinary magician, but he would not.

According to his recent dream, the man standing in front of him is definitely an existence not inferior to his deeds in history.Even worse!Of course, the reputation of the two sides will be different.

It should be said that neither side has ever been referred to as 'modern magician'/'epic hero'.

The identities of both parties are equal!

"Do you want to come again?" From his tone, it seemed that this scene was not the first time.

Weston shook his head: "Forget it, the repair problem in the enchantment has almost bottomed out today. Although the magic power is provided by Fran, the mental consumption is also very difficult."

Siegfried nodded: "Then, I'll go back to Fran." Then, Siegfried closed his eyes and dissipated in a spirit body on the spot.

At the end of the battle, the sword in Weston's hand dissipated and dissipated, turning into starry particles.His eyes turned to the saint who was looking at him in a nympho (startled): "What?"

The raised arc of the mouth betrayed Weston's pretended calm mood at the moment, but this was not discovered by Joan of Arc.

She looked at the man in front of her suspiciously: "How did you do it?"

"In terms of fighting style, Siegfried is just like his historical identity, swinging his sword in the majestic way of a king. But I prefer the assassin's way of 'pursuing speed'. Isn't it strange to do this?" Wei Wei Stone responded perfunctorily.

Joan stared at him solemnly: "You are no longer an ordinary person like this. Do you know? I even suspect that you are the winner of some sub-Holy Grail Wars, and obtained a physical body in this world with the body of a heroic spirit."

"Huh?" Weston was surprised.

"However, there is no record of you in the memory given to me by the Holy Grail." Regarding this, Joan was very confused: "If it is true as I guessed, then you are hiding it too well. And there should be no record of you in history. A hero like 'Weston' is right."

"It's not certain. For example, I am a Juggernaut from 2038, and I have a huge mission to win the Great Holy Grail this time!"

Jeanne's expression was suddenly surprised: "Really?"

Does anyone really believe this kind of words?Weston was speechless about this fabled country girl.After patting her head and rubbing it deliberately: "Get ready to eat!"

"..."

A few minutes later, in the restaurant in the villa.

The four-meter-long red table was filled with hearty food.Taking the main seat at the opposite door, Weston sat upright, with Fran and Frankenstein on both sides, and Siegfried and Jack in the next row.

Joan of Arc sat across from Weston, observing all of this carefully. Except for the big-breasted woman who was serving the dishes, Lingxia, the master and sixth master of the Black Assassin in the Holy Grail War, she observed that Wei Stone was just a meal away. The status of several people in the Stone camp.

She glanced at Siegfried suspiciously, but she didn't expect that the legendary dragon slaying hero's status here was only tied with Assassin, not even that of Berserker who was screaming to eat.He is a Saber class, right?

"Ah, the dishes are all served. Jack, here is your dessert~" Lingxia, the sixth guide, held the plate with plastic wrap, and inside it was a beating heart, as if it had just come from human beings not long ago. The body was dug out, and there were bloodstains all over the plate.

Putting it in front of Jack, she sat beside Jack like a mother.

"Thank you~! You are such a good person." Jack smiled innocently at Weston on the main seat, and then sucked his heart into his mouth.Some wound bandages on her face were transmitted into her body along with the magic power of the heart, and after the warm feeling was absorbed by the soul-eating skill, the scars disappeared.

Joan's face changed: "This is..."

As soon as she entered the door, she used the characteristics of Rucer's class to scan all the information of all the servants present. Assassin's "Soul Eater" and Joan of Arc naturally did not miss this evil skill.

Unexpectedly, this guy would allow his followers to prey on humans.

"Don't use that expression, the heart is artificial!" Weston took a sip of the bright red juice, but he selectively ignored Jack's words.

"Can the heart also be created?" Jeanne was astonished.

"Artificial hearts are available in the [-]st century, don't you know that, Joan?"

No, an artificial heart is different from the heart in front of you.Joan retorted inwardly.

Reminiscent of the man in front of him who likes to do experiments, Joan can't help but guess whether this guy has created a magic workshop for cultivating artificial humans.Judging from the enchantment set up by the other party, the artificial man does not seem to be a special technology for him.Even the ever-changing girl next to him seemed to be artificially synthesized.

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Joan asked a few more questions about the artificial heart, and learned the final truth that the artificial heart is a combination of cardiomyocytes and various sciences, which made her feel very uncomfortable.

In fact, the potential personality of Leticia in her body did not understand some biological knowledge of Mr. Magician in her eyes. Intuitively, she wanted to remind Joan that she was cheated, but as a result, she did not want Zhen Derry uses her body to clash with Mr. Wizard.

This question ends after lunch.

Joan of Arc wiped the corners of her mouth, blushed and glanced at the plates in front of her, and stood up calmly: "Thank you very much for your hospitality, then, I think I should go too."

"Not a night's rest?" asked Weston.

Under the hostile gaze of the girl named Fran next to her, Joan of Arc had no possibility of staying any longer.In any case, after the assassination of the red camp, it is extremely bad for her to leave the concept of "who side she agrees with" to other participants of the Holy Grail War if she stays here.

"No, I think I will rush to Tulifas. I will see you then! You don't have to worry about Leticia. Even if I die during the Holy Grail War, Leticia will be teleported to safe place."

"Really? Then I won't keep you." Weston was surprised.

After standing in place for a while, Joan expressed her farewell to Weston.After Weston asked Lingxia, the sixth guide, to send her out, his own daughter finally couldn't bear it anymore.

"Father, why did you let the adjudicator who hindered us leave?" Fran asked in bewilderment.At the dinner table, there have been countless times of petitions to kill Joan of Arc here, but they have all been ignored.