Please Put Me on the Throne of Heroes

The terror of the ultimate abyss?

Joan of Arc lowered her eyebrows and thought about it, but the word 'Lord' has already mentioned this element, so she won't say anything more.

The evening wind is gentle, the wind is long and the grass is blowing, and there seems to be a concerto in the air.

Wait... a concerto?

Joan of Arc was in a daze for a moment, but suddenly regained her composure.

She looked in front of her...

Luo Wei raised his hand to catch a flash of light.

The face of the man holding the beheading knife changed slightly when he caught it with two fingers. He quickly drew the knife and backed away. Breathing, the face outlined by the moonlight is young and serious.

Stepping silently, this is an excellent assassin.

assailant -

Joan of Arc's gaze sank slightly. If 'Saint Joan of Arc' came here with the purpose of saving the world, of course there would be no attackers.

But she will never forget that she now declares that she is the 'Dragon Witch'...

Of course there are attackers.

Moreover, the attacker was well-prepared, using the 'music' to confuse his mind. If there was no Luo Wei standing in front of him and the opponent drew his sword, Joan of Arc would be decapitated in an instant.

Her Noble Phantasm 'My Lord Is Here' is indestructible and a near-absolute defensive force.

But surprise attacks have always been her weakness.

The reason why the Saintess of Orleans, who was invincible on the battlefield, was captured was also due to the sneak attack due to the fact that her march information was betrayed by the upper French nobles to the enemy country.

Thank you Lord—

However, just when Joan of Arc thought that the opponent would run away immediately after missing a single blow, the young assassin threw the big knife in his hand while retreating!

from one side.

Bypass Rowe...

The unexpected attack was more like a 'camouflage' than this and the previous sword drawing.

"Excellent assassin, but... useless!"

Luo Wei turned his body to one side, and at the same time, his outstretched hand tightly grasped the thrown broadsword.

"Failed?"

The assailant's retreating steps stopped at the same time, and his lowered boots drew a clear track among the wild grass.

"Of course it's impossible to succeed. Your every move...you can't hide it from me." Luo Wei smiled: "Charles Henry Sanson."

"You know me?"

The pupils of the silver-haired assassin shrank slightly.

Charles Henri Sanson, the fourth head of the Sanson family who carried out executions in Paris for generations, was born in the revolutionary turmoil of the eighteenth century and was a famous executioner who ruined the lives of countless people of different classes.

Luo Wei's eyes are shining with golden light, this is the ability to manifest with the spirit base of the 'Holy Son'...

"Have you seen through your real name?"

"No, 'Revelation'."

【Enlightenment (EX)】.

The highest level of revelation, the "eye" given by the Lord to its incarnation on the earth in the sky, can observe everything and see through all mysteries.

This is the 'eye' that Joan of Arc also possesses, but it is far inferior to it, and transcends perfection.

It is another skill on the spiritual foundation of Rowe besides 【Jacob's Siblings (A++)】.

"The saints of the church..." Charles suddenly realized that only the saints of the church could possess the ability of 'revelation'.

And it is also possible that the 'sage' can block his own assassination.

After all, the church has existed for a long time, and among the many saints and saintesses that have emerged, there is no shortage of fighters who are good at physical combat.

Luo Wei didn't comment, but just put down the beheading knife in his hand: "There is also a great musician in the dark...you can come out."

"Has it failed? What a useless fellow—Charles-Henri Sanson."

Slightly sharp words sounded, and the sound of music that had been echoing in the air stopped abruptly.

Appearing together with it is a slightly thin figure of a man, wearing a black dress for an artist performance, and a dark purple coat with an outer light, holding a baton played by Wisdom in his hand.

His face was thin and angular, slightly pale, but his eyes were extremely bright.

"Hmph, isn't it because your music is not addictive enough?" Charles countered, "Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart."

"How dare you insult my music!?" Mozart was furious instantly: "If it weren't for my music, you would still be a lunatic now!"

Charles was silent, unable to refute.

Although they are all heroic spirits, it is inevitable that the state of the servants will be different, and it is different from other servants... Maybe it is because Shire, who was an executioner, killed too many people during his lifetime, especially his The beloved Louis XVI and Queen Mary also died under his beheading knife, and he appeared to be irrational, crazy and bloodthirsty.

If it weren't for Mozart waking himself up with his music.

Charr is probably still an evil spirit wandering the wilderness...

"You guys, stop arguing!"

The crisp voice stopped their quarrel, and Mozart and Charles leaned over to the speaker at the same time: "I have seen the princess!"

Luo Wei and Joan of Arc also looked over at the same time.

Xing Lai's figure was wearing a red round hat, long silver hair hanging down, a red dress that smoothly wrapped the not-so-full but beautiful female body, the short skirt fluttered in the wind, and the extended thighs were white and bare.

The girl's face is exquisite and pretty, shining like...

It was a noble and enthusiastic temperament completely different from that of a holy girl like Joan of Arc.

More similar to Nero than Joan of Arc...

The temperament called 'idol'.

"Marie Antoinette?" Rowe recognized the other party's identity at a glance.

Although Joan's revelation level is lower than that of Luo Wei himself, she can also see through the opponent's real name.

"Guian, you two."

Marie Antoinette lifted her skirt slightly, following a standard court etiquette.

The noble posture is undoubtedly revealed...even if it is for the 'assassination'.

There is no doubt that their assassination plan has failed... Of course, they are facing an extremely powerful enemy, but even so, as the wife of Louis XVI and the princess of France in the eighteenth century, she will not be here give up.

After all, this is their only chance.

At this moment, the "witch" has only one person to protect her, without that group of powerful followers, let alone that vicious dragon.

No.

And there will be no chance to come...

The moment the noble and beautiful princess salutes, the surrounding air is distorted, the night is covered by a brilliant dome, the stretches of wild grass and the vast fields in the distance are also replaced by majestic walls and stone pillars, and the flat floor is covered with nested layers. The luxurious tiles, the light falling from the shining palace is reflected on the body of Mary.

The inherent enchantment named "My Love Is Splendid and Eternal" is the treasure of Mary, the heroic spirit who appeared and descended as the French princess, summoning the French royal palace in the [-]th century, and blessed with this glory, which is enough to shield the inside and outside.

"If the sneak attack fails, do you want to attack and kill him head-on?" Luo Wei looked around.

Joan's raised hand also grasped the iris fluttering banner spear in an instant: "My Lord is here—the glory is eternal!"

Mozart raised the violin.

Charles stretched out his hand, and the beheading knife that Luo Wei had taken away turned into golden light and dissipated, reorganizing in his hands again.

Luo Wei didn't stop him either, but just looked at Princess Mary who was standing upright in front of him: "Confidence?"

The palace was shining brightly above her head, and the spacious hall was shining on the nobility of the princess. Mary pursed her lips: "I must try."

They don't have absolute confidence, but they don't have no confidence... They know that Luo Wei in front of them is also a Catholic saint, but they will never think that he is the Son of God at the beginning of the AD.

With three pairs of two, Mary, Mozart, and Charles can all get the blessing of attribute power within the unfolded intrinsic barrier.

As said before.

This is a once in a lifetime opportunity...

Luo Wei said, "Unfortunately, it's not your chance."

After the words fell, the inherent enchantment suddenly fluctuated, and Mozart and Charles, who were about to rush out as soon as the princess gave an order, stopped at the same time.

They looked up.

Suddenly, the dome shattered and the inherent barrier collapsed from the outside.

assailant...

"A person who pretends to be my name."

"Your end is coming—"

Just like a demon king confronting a brave man, the violent wind blows down, and the figure that emerges from the void grins, and the black armor outlines a beautiful figure.

She seems to think she's... cool?

But Luo Wei's evaluation is a top two.

He glanced at Joan next to him, just in time to see the white saint covering her face.

As for the three of Mary...

Already stunned.

Why is there another "Jean of Arc"?

Could it be that...

"Is your treasure a clone?" Mozart had a flash of inspiration.

Charles shook his head: "No, no matter how you think about it, it's impossible!?"

"no doubt--"

"The two guys in front of me are puppets who think they are Joan of Arc!"