I Can't Be the Head of Chaldea

"why?"

"I can't explain it either. This time I was summoned and didn't get any revelation about the Lord. It was just based on the behavior of Berserker...well, your boss. I don't think it is as simple as an undercover agent on the surface. .”

"...betrayal!?" The three figures said in surprise.

Joan of Arc shook her head: "It's not because of that man, but Joan of Arc's obsession with him. I'm afraid that hides a secret no less than Joan of Arc's own..."

Of course, it was not as simple as another three-year-old child she fell in love with.Rather——during this period, according to the point mentioned by everyone in Chaldea that 'the director's life sequence cannot be observed'.

From her personal information, it can be concluded that 'the Destroyer of the Silver Bow came from a few days ago'...

Her resurrection from death, the appearance of the Silver Bowman, and based on the insights and observations just now—a lot of fragmented information is about to be integrated into a line in her mind.

However, this line is an intermittent dotted line.

"So... shall we stop it by ourselves? But none of our followers can fly..." Lixiang's thoughts of 'inheriting the inheritance' were extinguished, and his face showed embarrassment.

"Hoo hoo... I'll teach this to Elizabeth, who is a big lizard!" At some point, Li Xiang saw a girl with a folding fan approaching, and the girl next to her who heard this sentence snorted angrily.

"Qing Ji!?"

Qing Ji's eyes brightened slightly: "The concubine has not reported her name, but you have already obtained the name of the little girl. Is this the person of destiny?"

Lixiang: "..." Chaldea's simulated combat system has coders added to her plot.

"That—although I don't know who you are, but if you want to fly, don't trust this Japanese snake. I don't intend to help you go to the sky..."

"Are you afraid of heights?"

"What!? Can you Japanese grass snake fly!?"

"Hehehe...Even in such a tense atmosphere, you guys never forget to bring relaxation and laughter. Well, I like you very much..."

"you are?"

"To reach the sky, leave this to me as a Rider!" Princess Mary put her finger on her chin: "But before that, I need a mount."

She looked at the group of flying dragons in the distance, and Amadeus seemed to realize what she was about to do, and smiled slightly: "Leave this to me!"

……

Standing on the back of the dragon, Durin and Atalanta thought about the request of Joan of Arc. This scene is not difficult to understand the real reason why the Master ordered them to go to heaven.

'Two long-distance attacking servants', 'a perfect sniper point that is absolutely isolated and will not be interrupted'... Just think about these conditions, and the goal of Black Joan is ready to come out.

"Master..."

Without Atalanta asking, Joan of Arc nodded cruelly: "Yes! I had Fafnir induce the treasure of the sub-servant with the shield before. It should be impossible for her to raise her defense again. .This distance...should be very suitable for your attacks, right?"

Atalanta hummed expressionlessly: "Understood."

She condenses the bow on her back with magic power.

Du Lin stood where he was, pretending not to have heard the witch's order.

"Anyway, this is an excellent opportunity to release your treasures!"

Joan of Arc chuckled and said, "Berserker! You will help me wipe out those hateful servants below, right? With one arrow, this Holy Grail War can be easily resolved!"

Du Lin: "..."

Long-distance release of light cannons is no problem strategically.

However, it is impossible for Du Lin to do this. The current situation is an excellent opportunity for backstabbing.

There is no dog Jill here, and there are no other servants, and the only Atalanta target has been placed below.

Now is the witch, no—it is the day when the evil dragon will die!

"Huh!?" As if sensing something, Hei Jean's eyes suddenly turned to him.Du Lin's heart tightened, only to see Black Joan rushing over to push him away: "Be careful!"

boom--!

A light cannon pierced through the top of Du Lin's head and came from the sky. A beautiful woman smiled embarrassedly: "Oh, did you miss it?"

"Rider..." Black Joan looked down at the two-legged mount under her: "Flying dragon? Fafnir, what are you doing?"

"Hehe, please don't blame it. It's not a big deal if you can ride as a Rider, right? This child has been completely obeyed~"

"Aww~!" The flying dragon under Princess Mary let out a cheerful roar.

"Charming?" Joan of Arc said in a low voice.

When Du Lin heard her words, he immediately looked at the servant who had arrived suddenly in surprise.

Princess Mary blinked at him innocently. As the first time they met, she was very curious about this undercover agent. How did the other party get so mixed up that the master could help him block his skills?

"you……"

"Roar!" Du Lin 'Zhen Xin' let out a roar, and turned his gaze to the back of Atalanta who was about to release the treasure.

"?"

[Charm...] When hearing this voice, Du Lin's heart suddenly rose to a plan.

Perhaps her arrival solved his current dilemma of "wanting to backstab more targets".

If there was a 'skill' like Charm, he would not only have changed the chance of a critical strike twice, because as long as he was mad, his behavior could continue to be judged as a 'friendly army'.