I Can't Be the Head of Chaldea

With a guilty conscience, Laiditia blushed and said nothing, and looked at Joan of Arc beside her: "My lord..."

"Hmm... His decision to be able to give priority to killing Fafnir so that the civilians in France can be guaranteed safety is very rational."

She is also very happy about the current scene.

'Berserker', 'Destroyer of the Silver Bow', 'Demon', 'Betrayer'... Thinking of everything before, she also felt guilty towards this person.

however--

Being slandered is not in vain!

With his undercover work alone, the enemy's plan "Hundred Years' War of the Evil Dragon" came to naught...

When the evil dragon dies, the current battle is no longer a war about this world, but a simple Holy Grail War!

That's great - Joan of Arc said a heartfelt blessing in her heart, then suppressed the joy in her heart and pulled her thoughts back to the battlefield.

"However, don't be too happy!" Bai Zhende shook her head.

"Eh?"

Seeing a few pairs of puzzled gazes, Bai Zhende said helplessly, "I don't have any prejudice against him, but his judgment makes me feel uncertain."

"Jeanne, are you referring to his target? Wouldn't it be good for him to put it on the evil dragon? Is this considered to save your hometown? If he was responsible for the destruction of the silver bow before, then he is now atonement, right?" Amadeus asked.

Bai Zhende frowned and shook: "It's not like this. Based on the experience of marching and fighting, if he is a general, it is absolutely no problem to make this choice to ensure the safety of the army, the country, and the people. However, he It’s just a problem director who comes from outside the singularity, is paranoid about the place of birth, Chaldea, and wants to protect even if he does evil. According to his previous behavior in France, it should be reasonable that his target should be prioritized over killing Black Joan, instead of protecting this singularity that is destined to disappear..."

Or, did he follow his own preaching?

Joan of Arc was not sure that she had as much appeal as herself, but she was very happy with this choice...

"Jeanne, are you saying that the director is obsessed with another you and is reluctant to do it?" Matthew stared at her suspiciously.

How is such a narcissistic guess possible!The innocent country girl blushed immediately, and waved her hand quickly: "It's not that, I don't doubt whether his actions are proactive or not, but I suspect that there may be some reason why he can't kill Joan of Arc with one blow, As a result, he retreated to kill the evil dragon."

"Does Black Joan have any secrets?"

"Well, this is just my uneasiness. If this is the case, this war will become very difficult. So don't relax, you have to solve the singularity to correct history, and I also need to protect my hometown. Everyone in Chaldea, please Please know clearly that as long as Black Joan cannot be defeated in this battle, all this will not disappear!"

"clear……?"

"Huh!? It seems that the enemy's Archer has also died." Lixiang's eyes suddenly turned to the other part of the dragon's back, where the big sister of the enemy archer lying on the ground suddenly had golden particles floating all over her body.

As he has already witnessed his father's "upgrade" characteristics, Lixiang couldn't help but feel excited: "I even defeated Archer together!"

"Now it's one less ride, and it's easier!"

"..."

Black Joan stood on the dragon's back without saying a word, she looked down at Atalanta who was stabbed in the back and fell down, her voice was disgusted: "Tch, thank you I still have expectations for you, Archer! "

When Atalanta's body turned into golden particles and returned to the Hall of Valor, a blue glowing bow stone fell into her palm. She gave Durin a bitter look and crushed it directly.

"Ber ser ker!" Joan of Arc turned around, staring at the questionable servant who had been completely 'charmed'.

Anyone can feel the anger in her heart at this moment, and can also feel the temperature in the atmosphere becoming hotter.

"Saint, I told you he was the traitor!" Jill yelled.

"Shut up, Jill." Joan of Arc snapped.

"It's so ridiculous. I will defeat the dragon slayer who couldn't be killed for you. Kill the saint who might save the dragon slayer! No one will be able to stop the Hundred Years War of Evil Dragons that we started. Law Funa will ravage the land, and those who cannot hear the voice of the Lord in this world will be judged by us. As a result... huh... did you become the dragon slayer? Berserker!"

Du Lin: "..."

"No matter what the reason is, as I said, if you betray me, I will burn to death..."

Before she could finish her words, Du Lin's figure flashed on the spot for an instant.

The breath disappeared, and the silver flash disappeared together.

"Saint!?" Jill exclaimed.

Dieng frowned: "This speed, this ability to block breath!?"

Vlad hummed: "It's almost the same as the Assassin (Camilla) I fought before. Is his target the master? What happened to make the servants point their swords at the master? But Summoning Berserker, it is only natural that such a thing happened."

In the arena, Joan of Arc clearly felt a stream of air coming towards her, snorted unhappily and waved the holy flag forward, a ball of sparks rose silently in the atmosphere, burning a fiery flame.

The flame vaguely caught a shadow of Du Lin disappearing in front of Joan of Arc, and she showed a disdainful expression: "You are too young!"

In an instant, the flow of the atmosphere suddenly turned to the other side.

He canceled the backstab on Joan of Arc, and turned to attack Vlad III and Dion on the other side.

This was definitely not a wise decision. Vlad III picked up the spear gracefully: "Do you have to face the assassination of the same faction in the battlefield? Yu will not be like Archer who stabs you in the back. And... Berserker , you really found an inappropriate opponent!"

"Your Majesty, please let me come." Dion raised his western sword, facing forward and raised the sword: "No matter why you don't distinguish between enemy and friend, but the loyalty of a knight cannot make you a traitor..."

Although Durin, as a Berserker, used the assassin's aura to cover up his own aura, the direction of his actions was definitely not silent.For fighters with superb skills like Vlad III and Dion, it has become an instinct to judge the enemy's position by capturing the direction of the air flow.

Dieng visually inspected the atmosphere in front of him, and his eyes slightly shifted from the direction of three o'clock, and he was ready to stab in the next second.

The airflow suddenly stopped.

"Heaven!?" 'He' looked at the top of his head in horror, how could this be possible! ?

I saw a woman riding a green wyvern rushing down with a smile: "Long time no see, Dion!"