"Good boy, Miss Carlene. Live up to my gentleness."

Without speaking, the silver-haired nun stood up from her seat and walked into the interior of the church.

When Rope finished counting the number of patterns on the baptismal table, Karen walked out with a suitcase.

With the beating of her heart, the "Navigator" made by Nayko became even more unsteady.

Stolen by Joan of Arc, the key to the Holy Grail War, the little Holy Grail is back in Rope's hands again.

"Then the Holy Grail is in your hands," she said.

"No, it was in my hands from the beginning."

After confirming that there was nothing wrong with the box, Rope stood up from the long wooden chair.

"Sorry to disturb you so late, Caroline. If your previous actions frightened you, perhaps when we meet again, I should offer you a cup of coffee and apologize."

"...Aren't you going to kill me?"

"Why?"

"Miss Ruler Joan of Arc is now working hard to destroy your plan, and I am her Master. For Mr. Rope, it is more convenient to kill a human than to deal with a heroic spirit?"

"It doesn't make any difference to me. This war has nothing to do with Miss Karen, so rest assured."

The black-haired youth waved his hand, not wanting to be entangled with the girl on this.

In this Holy Grail War, he has only one thing left.

——Take the little Holy Grail to Yuanzang Mountain to complete the "God-making Ceremony" and end this long trial.

Rope didn't stop and walked outside the main hall.

"and many more."

"Anything else?"

Rope turned around.

Karen sighed helplessly as if she had given up on something.

"...I prefer black tea to coffee."

"Yeah, that's good too."

Karen quietly watched the back of the black-haired young man leaving. It was not until after disappearing into the night that the girl helped the unconscious elderly nun and was ready to return to the church to rest.

No matter what unspoken regrets remain, this is the end of Karen Aldercia's not-so-fantastic war accompaniment.

The rest is still the same path as previously expected, except that it is destined to be entangled by an abnormal magician.

Fighting against adversity is the prerogative of those with strong wills, she is just a weak girl.

- That's it.

Chapter [-]: The Photophobic Serpent More Knowledgeable Than the Star Priest

In the huge hollow of Yuanzang Mountain, the final battle is in full swing.

The saint with golden braids is constantly being repelled by the snake-shaped horror hunters. With mediocre values, she has no way of killing monsters with one hit. The biggest trump card "La Pucelle" is not either. A one-time stunt that can be used on this trashy fish.

If it goes on like this, let alone getting close to Nayiko, even the core part of the Holy Grail pattern cannot be stepped into.

"Well!"

Mixed with the sweeping tail of huge force, Joan of Arc did not know how many times the advance was stopped again, and the whole person smashed into the hard rock, splashing some fine dust.

Quickly smashing several dark green energy balls that followed, Joan called out loudly.

"Caster! Help me!"

Standing on the sidelines, Nero scratched his head, and reluctantly called out the original fire.

"The silver-haired one over there. Yu didn't intentionally violate the contract with Bahram, I can't do anything about Dongxu like the Command Spell, so I'm sorry."

"It doesn't matter. When everyone can't help themselves, you are Rope's subordinate. Compared with my compatriots, I am very reasonable." On the throne, the evil god girl waved her hand leniently.

"But the Holy Maiden has to hurry up, little Ropey has taken back the "Little Holy Grail" that you stole, and is on his way here.If you wait for Rope to come, you won't even have a one in ten million win rate, right? "

"what!?"

Joan of Arc looked at Naiako in amazement, her expression a little distorted.

"You!...What did Indratian do to my Master!?"

She had promised to keep Karen out of the Holy Grail War and to keep her safe.Now the Emperor of Heaven has retrieved the Little Holy Grail, and Joan of Arc, who was in charge of storing the Little Holy Grail, could hardly imagine the fate of Joan of Arc.

Fortunately, the contract between the master and the servant is still there, and the nun should not be in danger for the time being.

"Who knows?"

Naiyako smiled with a bad attitude, and slender jade pointed to her cheek.

"Maybe Ropey had his limbs ripped off, and he is regretting the encounter with you in the blood and life that is constantly draining? Well, it is also a good choice to be taken out of the internal organs to enjoy the pain. Ropey has nothing to do with his "enemy" friendly. "

"...!"

Jeanne gritted her teeth and said nothing.

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