In the midst of the ruins of the Rasaritai.

Joan of Arc held the flag in her hand and looked around coldly, the huge dragon Fafnir hovering above her, waiting for her orders.

"Is it beyond my perception? Hmph, it's a cockroach, it's disgustingly tenacious!"

Hei Joan of Arc slurred his tongue fiercely, glanced at the three servants in front of him, and was silent for a moment, his eyebrows~ head furrowed slightly.

"Although Fafnir is here, that man is indeed very strong, and there is another Joan of Arc, and that shield servant is here, I am afraid that this little manpower is not enough... Ahhh

Thinking so, Joan of Arc looked at the mad rider, and a trace of unhappiness flashed in his eyes.

"Rider, you stay here, scout the tracks of those guys around, with the mobility of your rank, as long as you are careful, it will be fine, I'm going to go back first-"

With that, Joan of Arc turned around as if she was about to leave, but then, she stopped and gave the mad rider a cruel look.

"The two little bugs around me are also crushed for me - don't forget your current identity, you are just a servant, as the master, if I give an order, you will absolutely carry it out!

“...... I see, master. "

Crazy rider, the long-haired woman nodded silently, but her face was still the same as before, without extra expression.

"Tsk!" Joan of Arc snorted, and with the mad assassin mad Saber, stepped on the back of the wyvern, and left in the direction of the outside of the city.

The mad rider watched her leave Rasharithai, then turned his head and walked in a certain direction.

............

"But what a dragon slayer is there in this day and age!" Roman lamented.

In the dense forest, in the face of Roman's helpless lamentation, Matthew Joan of Arc and the others were silent.

Now they are discussing how to deal with that terrifying evil dragon.

France in 1431, in such an era, the mystery faded more and more, not to mention the real dragon species, even the subdragon species is very rare, and of course there are no dragon slayers.

"In this way, it would be nice if I could summon a servant with the characteristics of slaying dragons... But even the Holy Grail is in the hands of the other party, and we can't do anything here!"

Bai Ye pondered in silence.

If he hadn't remembered it before, he had some impressions now.

He vaguely remembered that in the original book, it seemed that the servants of the person's characteristics were summoned, and with the help of his power, everyone was able to destroy Fafnir -

"Speaking of Fafnir, the dragon slayer is Siegfried—but where did he come from?"

The memory is really a little vague, although I remember who the dragon slayer is, but where he is, and how everyone in the original book got his information, these details, but I can't remember.

"And on our side, even if Bai Ye uses it to confront the evil dragon that is only one step away from the divine beast, it is really uncertain-"

It's not just bottomless, it's simply not sure at all.

If it's the EX holy sword, don't even think about it, the evil dragon Fafnir is a matter of one shot at all.

But if it is this A++ holy sword, it is really worrying to what extent it can play in front of Fafnir.

After all, the gap between the two holy swords was not a little bit bigger, and in numerical terms alone, it was likely to be hundreds or thousands of times worse!

Analyzed in this way, whether it is Matthew or Joan of Arc, there is a tendency for morale to weaken.

"Well, don't be too pessimistic, if it really doesn't work, I'll make an exception again and deal with it with all my might!" Bai Ye shrugged his shoulders helplessly and said to a few people.

Although the Red Dragon Emperor's Caged Hand is a very powerful artifact, because it is too powerful, he doesn't really want to use it... It's a cult-like cheating artifact, and if you use it too much, it's not a good thing for yourself or others.

······ Asking for flowers...

However, he is not so stubborn, if he is faced with a last resort, no matter how much he doesn't want to use it, he will use it.

"Eh, do you still have that hole card hidden?!"

Roman's eyes widened, and he looked at Bai Ye with a look of surprise, and even the three of them looked at him in surprise, all of them looked a little incredulous.

There is no way, Fafnir's threat is too great, the kind of creature that stands at the top of the mystery, everyone will have a sense of weakness against it.

"-Wait a minute! There's a reaction from a servant ten kilometers away from you!"

...... 0.......

Suddenly, as if he had detected something, Roman hurriedly said: "There are three horses! It seems that in the battle, one horse is the mad servant of the Black Joan of Arc side that he sensed before, and the other two are not... There are other servants in this era, and this may be an opportunity!"

"Master——!" Matthew instantly set his eyes full of surprise on Rika Fujimaru.

Without too many words, Fujimaru Rika understood the situation almost immediately, and said firmly: "Go and save them, for us now, the more combat power, the better!"

"Yes!"

"That's right!" Joan of Arc nodded in agreement.

............

On the other side of the dense forest, on a grassland near Lasharitai, the Three Riders were fighting here.

It's just that it's impossible to talk about a big war.

Because, under the pursuit of a servant who did not leave a hand, these two servants were basically just fleeing in embarrassment.

"Well, I suddenly encountered this kind of treatment, that person, although he looks very beautiful, is actually not cute at all!"

Saying these words as if capricious, she was a petite and slender girl, but enchanted like a dreamlike lady, wearing a red skirt and white over-the-knee boots, and carrying an ornament on her head that seemed to be a huge cake.

"—When saying such things, be careful to dodge, Maria billion!"

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