Fafnir, Where Are You?

After a day of hard fighting, everyone's appetite was very strong.

Except for Matthew, who relied on Chaldea's electric group to make offerings, the others were all servants without a master. The Holy Grail was held in the hands of Black Joan, and their magic power could only rely on themselves.Therefore, overeating is also the only way to replenish mana.

And Mary and Mozart also lived the life of hunting savages before that.

It's not that they haven't thought about going to the city, or eating something good in that country.But they have no money.

If Mozart could still make some money with his only musical talent in peacetime, he must be the first group of people to starve to death in this turbulent time.Fortunately, as the flower of France, even if the French people do not know Mary, they will give her food within their ability based on goodwill.

Mozart, on the other hand, lived on the food Mary gave him.

Not only did he not feel ashamed of this kind of pampered lifestyle, but he was delighted from the bottom of his heart.after all……

"Ahh~~ This is the food Maria gave me... This is Maria's food... This is Maria... I am so happy..."

Well, ordinary people may not be able to understand the perverted world.

If it wasn't because Dion had been following Joan of Arc all the time, with her current mobility, she might have discovered Mary and Mozart long ago, and then gave this space-time isotope that Siegfried didn't like. Get rid of it.

Back to the topic just now, a group of people ate dinner very quietly.

It wasn't that they had nothing to say, but because they were too hungry, all they could think about was eating.

Siegfried had anticipated this a long time ago, so he threw them enough food for twenty people.Meat, vegetables, rice noodles, everything.

Now that Chaldea has not summoned the King of Knights, the food is completely enough.

According to Bangya's calculations, the food was just eaten up after they had breakfast tomorrow morning, and there was nothing left.

Another thing is that when Joan opened the box, a piece of paper was found on the top of the box, which introduced the secret hidden in the cross in detail.And to persuade Joan not to save too much.

Needless to say, this is what Siegfried wrote.Moreover, he, who was not afraid of exposing himself at all, still wrote it himself.

Regarding this, Joan just quietly put away the paper.Then act as if you didn’t see anything, and continue to move other things out.

The happy time always flies by so fast.

Mozart, who consumes the lowest magic power, may be the first to come back to his senses, so he saw that Li Xiang, who had also finished his meal, pointed at him first, and then pointed at the one on the ground who hadn't supported yet. up tent.

Obviously, as the only male, his coolie fate needs no explanation.

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PS2: This evil dragon war is a bit difficult to write.And there's not much else to write about.I just want to feel the end of him now...

PS3: The second update may be after nine o'clock tomorrow night.I'm very busy right now, really busy... I have classes at 66:[-] in the morning and I go to school until [-]:[-] in the evening.It can be regarded as an update of an old book, with three chapters per day.Apart from code words, I don't even have time to review... I'm really desperate.Fortunately, my May Day holiday lasted nine days, and because I didn't get a ticket to go home, I could pay off my debts in my dormitory...a total of [-] chapters.

Chapter 117 116. As the saying goes, the moon is dark and the wind is high to kill the night

There are two tents, one big and one small.

Siegfried, who is familiar with the situation here, naturally has no plans to give benefits to his other space-time counterparts.He was given a small tent alone.

Although a certain pervert was determined to sneak into the girl's tent several times, he was finally tied up with a rope and thrown into his own tent.

In the quiet forest, only the sound of insects and bonfires were left.

In the sky, the bright moon was quietly covered by clouds.

In the forest, except for the fire, it was completely swallowed by darkness.

As the saying goes, the night of the murder was higher when the moon was darker. After Jeanne and the others also fell asleep, the two pursuers approached here.

Needless to say, it was Dion and Matilda.

Since getting Siegfried's approval, Dion's mood has improved a lot, and he doesn't have a rigid face all the time.Looking at the tent where Mary lived, a smile appeared on her face unconsciously.

And this, no surprise, was seen by Matilda.

Because Joan of Arc's command spells were exhausted, the curses of these berserk servants have weakened a lot.Except for Camilla and Vlad III, the sanity of the others has basically recovered. As long as it is not a direct order, they will not kill again.

Therefore, Matilda didn't say much about Dion's changes.All when she is the same as himself.

In fact, it is precisely because of this that Matilda is now desperate.After committing so many murders, only one death can pay for one's sins.

This is not an escape.But only after death, this memory will be known by the main body, and the next time it is summoned, it will be more active in atonement under the instinctive guilt.

As for the way of redemption...Maybe, maybe, probably, it will bring trouble to others.

If there is no accident, that other person is Chaldea.

Therefore, looking at the tent in front of her, she did not stop to observe like Dion, but continued to walk forward.Don't care if you get caught.

To fight, and to die, was her idea.

In this regard, Dion did not stop.She has no reason to stop.After all, on the surface, they still came to hunt down and kill a few people under the order of Joan of Arc.

When Matilda was less than thirty meters away from the tent, she threw away her staff, separated her feet, clenched her fists, and jumped.

The iron fist broke through the air and made a whirring sound. A distance of [-] meters passed by in an instant, and the next moment, the iron fist hit the tent.

Well, because of the direction problem, the smaller one was smashed.

"boom!!!"

……

In the south hundreds of kilometers away from here, among the mountains on the east side of Lyon, Joan of Arc was sitting in front of the fire and sulking.

"Hateful guy, hateful guy, hateful, hateful... I'm so mad!!!"

While cursing on his mouth, he kept poking the bonfire with his sword in his hand.As if the flames were Siegfried.

Seeing her like this, the bonfire that had been swallowed by the fire of vengeance, Atalanta shook her head, threw the wild boar on her shoulders on the ground, and rekindled a bonfire in another direction.

Skillfully skinned the wild boar, cleaned it, put it on the simple grill, and started grilling.

Not long after, the tangy smell of meat blew to Hei Joan along with the breeze.

"Grumble~"

Hearing the cry from her stomach, Joan of Arc's expression became even worse.

After all, as a girl, it is a very embarrassing thing for a girl to cry out when she is hungry and to be heard by others.Fortunately, the people present will not tell this matter.

But for Tsundere, some warnings are still necessary.

Immediately, Joan of Arc glared viciously at Atalanta who was grilling meat and Camilla who fell unconscious on the ground in the distance.

"You guys, I didn't hear anything just now!! Do you understand?!"

Regarding this, Atalanta didn't say anything, but silently tore off a pig leg that had already been tested and handed it to Joan of Arc.

As for Camilla.This poor vampire lady was burned for three full hours. Fire and water are both things that vampires fear.In order to survive, she expended a lot of energy, and she had already passed out.

What Black Joan said to her was meaningless at all.

Seeing the golden barbecue exuding a tangy aroma and the hot fat slowly flowing down in front of her, Joan of Arc's stomach groaned again in disappointment.

"Grumble~"

The red-faced Joan of Arc looked at the barbecue in front of her and gave up completely.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! To my...body...fansfoe"

While gnawing on the barbecue, he kept talking.

It seemed that even God didn't like her, and secretly lowered her luck, and when she was devouring it, she was choked.

"...... woo woo... arc... her... water... water... help..."

Today's Miss Black Joan is still as angry as ever.

……

Two hundred kilometers to the west, Lyon, among the gathering places of survivors.

Siegfried managed to gain the trust of the people by eliminating the incoming Wyverns, zombies, and skeleton soldiers in a similar way to Orleans.Once again revered as a hero who saved humanity.

Although most people were still immersed in the grief of the destruction of their homes and the loss of their loved ones, some stronger people, or those who were the ones in charge, came over and brought food and wine to Siegfried.

"Master Siegfried, thank you for saving us from the witch's minions and thieves. We have destroyed our homes, and we can't produce anything good. Fortunately, some cellars have not been destroyed. These food and wine, It is a little thought from us, please accept it."

In response, Siegfried shook his head and replied blankly, "No, I didn't do anything. If I could recover my mobility earlier, Leon wouldn't either... In short, I'm sorry."

"What! How come!! Please don't say that, Lord Siegfried!!"

"Yeah, it's not your fault at all. You are willing to save us when you are injured. We are already extremely grateful, how dare you ask for more..."

Looking at the two men with terrified faces, Siegfried secretly sighed in his heart, a hero like Siegfried is really tired.

Moreover, in order to say this sorry, they have carefully thought about how to speak.

However, when he thought that he would leave here tomorrow, he persisted and continued to act.

Chapter 118 117. I need a vote

Dion and Matilda's sneak attack ended in failure.

Fortunately, because Dion had good eyesight, he saved Matilda in time, so she didn't die there directly.Only escaped with serious injuries.

On Joan's side, Mozart, who was the first to be attacked, was beaten half to death.Although the spirit foundation has not yet collapsed, it has basically lost the ability to release the treasure.

In other words, if he uses the Noble Phantasm, it also announces the fact that he is going to leave the stage.

As for the others, after eating and drinking enough, their combat power had obviously returned to their peak, and they repelled Dion almost without injury.Although there is a factor that Dion did not give his full strength, but cooperated with Mary's acting, it also shows that the Chaldean team has begun to take shape.

It is really gratifying to be no longer the coward who was slaughtered by others before, gratifying to congratulate.

After confirming that Dion and Matilda had really left, everyone left one person to watch the night, and then continued to rest.

As for Mozart... It's a pity, but perverts really have no human rights.Except for the well-behaved and sensible Matthew, the others basically gave up treating him after Roman friendly reminded him that he was hopeless.Prepare to let it run its course.

In this regard, both Mary and Mozart are very open-minded.As followers, they are particularly open to death.No sadness at all.

The heartless and perverted musician even began improvising his own requiem.

In this regard, everyone chose to ignore him.

As for the candidate for the night watch, after some exchanges, it fell on Joan of Arc.