Artoria the Big Liar

Thinking of this, I obviously dragged Rang Na's chin with my hand, but I lowered my head, not daring to look at Rang Na.

And Jeanna held my waist with her left hand, and her right hand dragged my chin like me, making my head lift up.

"Arthur, do you really not understand, or are you pretending not to understand? What does the Earl call you? Daughter! His most important daughter who has suffered too much! Disappear on your own? Such an idiot The thought I threw away a few days ago! I care about you! Can you stop being so selfless? Talk about how horrible it is when you are angry, and it turns out that you have never been angry because you have been treated unfairly, It's all because of others! Is this called self-love? Is this called change? Ha, Arthur, are you going to laugh me to death?!"

My aura became more and more sluggish - obviously it wasn't like this at the beginning, why did Rangna become so strong?

Is it because of increased strength?still……

Ah, I suddenly remembered.It was during the deadline of the Holy Grail War that I confided my heart to Jeanne.

A girl with a weak voice, a girl with a weak expression, and a girl with a weak heart, neither a king nor a knight, just a pure, village girl-like Artoria——I used to think that she was immature The girl is fictional, and I thought the novice magician like a girl was just a version of the Lost Tale.

But now, in Jeanna's arms, under the persecution of Jeanna's eyes, I have to admit—that's all true.

The real King Arthur, if the shell of King Arthur is removed, if the knight's etiquette is removed, he is essentially such a girl.

It has nothing to do with her real age, her own experience, or her previous experience—she was just such an ordinary girl, but it was her destiny, the mystery of Britain, and the duty of the so-called king that twisted her into a out of that look.I went too far and became the current tyrant.

Taking a deep breath, Jeanne hugged me thoroughly, her chin resting on her shoulder: "Try to be selfish, Arthur. Not for us, but for yourself... The count is not angry because of you Your future, but your past. He really hated the world, the restraint force, and the so-called god because of the past. You said, if someone left a scar on me, you would cut him to pieces. If it were me, Morgan and Mei Lin, we would be the same, and it would be more than a thousand cuts..."

"Forget it... let's leave it at that. Whether it's Morgan or Merlin, including Mordred, the Earl, me, the Knights of the Round Table, your subjects, and your future subjects, they are all driven mad by anger. At first, I thought you understood, but now it seems that you don’t understand, but you can’t understand it functionally, and you can’t teach it no matter what—forget it, whatever we say in the future, you can do whatever you want. At work, you are noble Lord of mankind, you are the founder of human reason. But as soon as you return home, you are just our Artoria, that little idiot who obviously hates the Britons but wants to become King Arthur...Understand Yet?"

I didn't answer.Because at this time, I don't feel the need to answer.

I don't even know why this happened even before Kamran died, let alone now.

"It doesn't matter if you don't understand. It doesn't matter if you don't understand forever. As long as I understand." At this point, Jeanna paused, her voice filled with joy: "It seems that Morgan and Mei Lin understand. That's fine, just I can't control you by myself. Sometimes you are as stubborn as a fierce horse, and the three of us can't hold you together... That's it, that's all I want to say. "

However, Jeanna still didn't intend to let go of me, but took a deep breath, as if she was greedy for my breath.

I wanted to make a sound, but after Jeanna saw through the disguise, I was in a submissive state.

After 3 difficult minutes, Jeanne finally spoke again: "Arthur, I will call you Artoria from now on. This is better... Anyway, that's it. I hope you idiot will listen to us carefully. It doesn't matter if you don't understand, just do it. The performance these days is quite good. It's a pity that today I encountered a big problem and fell ill again, so I have to correct it slowly..."

Finally, Jeanna let go of me—and at this moment, I remembered that Jeanne had always been like this.

Maybe Sister Wang and Mei Lin will appear humble because of their past experiences, but Jeanna will definitely not.

"Thank you, Jeanne...and..."

"I'm sorry bastard!" Jeanna flicked my forehead viciously, "Don't say sorry casually in the future! You didn't apologize to others, it was the world and the fate on your shoulders that sorry you! Do you understand? ! Surely you don’t understand? Well, anyway, it’s the same as what I just said, as long as I understand!”

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Chapter Eighteen: The Dragon Witch

◆Artoria◆

Since I completely liberated the holy sword and created this huge pit, this place has become a fixed battlefield.

After Scathach's defeat, the illusion covering it was replaced by Meilin.It is far away from the urban area and is located in the mountains. Even if there are strong lights and explosions, it will be regarded as an urban legend because there is no actual witness.

It rained heavily yesterday, which should have accumulated a lot of rainwater and turned it into a lake.But the release of the holy sword completely annihilated the soil, and the space attribute also cut the ground, so that the rainwater seeped into the interior of the rock and flowed into the underground river.

The Earl kept his modern attire, the same coat, the same hat, and the same pair of sunglasses.It looks a bit like an inquisitor, but is actually closer to a vampire.Just looking at it from a distance brings enormous pressure.

Mordred was by his side.She lowered her head, not daring to look at me, the emotions in her golden eyes were very complicated.

The earl is very imposing, ancient and crazy, with a smile that almost splits from the corner of his mouth. Children will be scared to cry nine times out of ten.

"Inak, the agreed time is finally coming." Unlike his expression, the earl's voice was quite calm. "The so-called destiny is like the shackles around people. Human beings think they have broken free from fate, but in fact it is just the shackles that allow you to go so far-are you ready to meet it and face it?"

"My fate was determined the night before, and it will not be changed by other trivial matters." I stood in front of the count, and my tone was calmer than his.But looking at Mordred, I couldn't help but blame: "Father, I know I can't persuade you, so when we meet next time, I will be an enemy. When we meet next time, I hope you will not talk to Mordred again De said too much."

"I'm just answering her question based on my knowledge." The count spread his hands and shrugged.

"...Forget it, I know you won't listen. I'll impose restrictions on Mordred myself in the future." Sighing, Mordred lowered his head even more—adolescent children are indeed the most troublesome creature.

"Inak, I have been observing you and know your condition. So how about letting your little lover come forward to fight today? Didn't she claim that she has become stronger? Isn't she a fragment of the god of disaster? I am looking forward to her What kind of power does it have?"

"Me? Count Dracula, are you serious?" Jeanna asked in disbelief.

"Of course. However, you can also refuse. But if that's the case, I will change my strategy." The earl smiled wantonly, the setting sun shone on him, and the shadows behind him kept flooding out, all kinds of The monsters and evil spirits surged, frantically, and rioted in his shadow, as if extremely hungry, longing for blood and food.

"Hmph! I'll come if I come!" Ignoring the warning in my eyes, Jeanna took a step forward. "I'm really strong now, let alone a follower, even if your body comes, I can easily defeat you!"

"Since you are so confident, let's try it!" The count bowed slightly and put his left hand on his heart, like an invitation to a dinner party. "In my long life, the number of monsters I have devoured is not [-], but [-]. If If you feel scared, you can stop at any time—you are the most important existence of Inak, and I will not let my daughter suffer any harm, and I will definitely not do it myself."

"Oh, at least on this point, my position is very similar to yours—then, it's time to start."

A dark red flame burned from Jeanna's body.Wherever it passed, it turned into jet-black armor and dark purple dress.

The armor itself only protected the limbs, so it was not so much an armor, but a magic dress that provided energy protection for the whole body.The dark purple dress is also a dress produced by her heart, not only immune to flames, but also has other immune effects.

In her left hand, is my dragon flag, with black stripes on a white background, half like a dragon, half like a demon.In her right hand was a rapier with a cross gauntlet, as black as my holy sword, but reflected a deep purple in the setting sun.The scabbard is tied to the belt, which seems to be quite extraordinary, and it has a protective effect just by carrying it.On the other side, hung a pitch-black dragon horn.

After eating the servant's spiritual core, her spiritual base was changed.The long hair that reaches the calf, together with the dragon flag and skirt, flutters gently in the summer wind after the heavy rain, like a black rose swaying in the wind.

On that beautiful face, she smiled wantonly and freely, and her golden eyes stared fixedly at the earl, full of malice and hatred—not hating the earl, whether it was as a fragment of the God of Disaster, or as a piece that did not exist in The legendary dragon witch, she is an existence that turns into hatred and malice in the raging fire.

This is the first time I saw Jeanna fight.She is majestic and majestic, like the banner bearer of the dragon army, as the manifestation of gods in the world, ruling the kingdom of dragons and demons.Although there are still some youthful perverse feelings, there is no doubt that she is a witch queen comparable to me and Wang Jie.

Obviously we have been together for so long, and our hearts are so intertwined that we can no longer separate them. Looking at her majestic, my heart still beats instinctively, and I was distracted for a while.

The Count was the first to strike.The muzzle of the huge black pistol was pointed at Jeanne's head, and the trigger was pulled.

The cremation splashed, and the copper warhead was completely flattened and fell to the ground.A huge dragon wing covered Jean Na, and the warhead didn't even leave a single scratch on the film of the dragon wing.

It was a pitch-black giant dragon standing upright, 20 meters high, and 70 meters in total.Unlike the skinny Black Flame King, its limbs were as thick as a bear, and its chest was as wide as a bird of prey.The scales on the body are extremely thick, the snout of the head is quite short, and it doesn't even have eyes, so that it looks more like some kind of gigantic bug or an alien in a movie than a traditional dragon.

In order to support the huge body to fly, the dragon's wings are also exaggerated, and its wing limbs are even thicker than the forelimbs. The three claws on the joints can tear the steel, so that it can easily "land on six feet".

This giant dragon undoubtedly symbolizes extreme violence and extreme power.

"■■■■■■■■!!"

It makes a huge growl.But this is not the roar of a creature at all, it is the roar of some kind of demonic engine.There was a strong wind in the roar, and there was a feeling that the space would be shattered.

With this terrifyingly loud roar, the count seemed to be in a storm, and he leaned forward, barely being blown away.Hold the coat that has been blown to level with your left hand, and hold the hat with your right hand.The loud explosion-like sound continued, the sound waves bombarded his body, and blood flowed from his nostrils and ear holes.

When the roar was over, the count took a deep breath, patted the dust on his coat, and exhaled heavily. "Phew! What a terrifying beast. In comparison, Fafnir is just an earthworm burrowing in the soil. It has to be said that the power of God of Misfortune is really terrifying. It can tamper with the concept of 'dragon' into this appearance. I really can't imagine what kind of scene would be devastating if the star-like 'Black Flame King' roared."

"That's right, the Black Flame King is my dragon. I just handed over the contract to Arthur temporarily." Standing under the dragon's head, Rang Na's smile became more smug, and she looked quite proud. "To deal with you, there is no need to use Black Flame King—but unfortunately, I haven't thought of its name yet. Such a powerful dragon needs a beautiful name!"

"The name is indeed very important. But the important thing about the name is not the name you want, but the name you don't want." The Earl's tone seemed a little regretful. "Don't be like me, foolish enough to name your daughter 'Devotion (Inak)', foolish enough to watch your daughter change her name to 'Deed (Mithra)' - that's really Stupid, any other name is a hundred thousand times better, because it's not a human name at all."

"Of course, I will never make the same mistake—then, Count, I will continue."

The moment the words fell, the dragon rushed towards the earl like a rampaging hill.

Every step it took caused an earthquake, and even the surrounding stone piles were shaking and rolling down.Due to its huge size, it is almost jumping forward, as if this is not the earth, but the moon with much less gravity.Its wings kept churning as its body moved forward, creating a strong wind. Even when I retreated a hundred meters away, my hair was blown by the strong wind.

The count roared in pain, his body exploded, blood splashed outward.From his body, grew two huge praying mantis forelimbs, with sharp blades attached to the forelimbs.The length of the limbs is close to 30 meters, and the length of the blade is also ten meters.At the moment when the giant dragon was about to reach him, the scimitar swung down heavily.

Raising its right paw, the dragon slapped down heavily.The earl dodged it flexibly, but the dragon swept its right paw with incredible agility in an instant.The earl's body was like a baseball that was blown away, drawing a beautiful arc in the air.

Several warheads flew towards Jeanne in the process.But the phantom of the dragon species appeared behind Rang Na, and the translucent wings were like two giant hands, completely covering the bullet.

The phantom's head is almost exactly the same as the dragon flag's depiction, with one pair extending backwards and one pair bending forward like a bison.

Its overall structure is close to the shape of a human being, with a height of nearly 12 meters. It is covered with thick black scales, and black mist envelops its whole body.There are V-shaped white spikes on the front of the body, extending from the abdomen to the shoulders, dividing the scales into dark and light, like some kind of revealing clothes.The dragon's hands have huge claws, like razors.In his right hand, he held a huge sword as black as ink and as thin as a cicada's wings. There were also Sister Wang's logo on the huge sword - four dark red rings that were close together.

The evil dragon knelt on one knee, its huge sword pierced the ground, and its wings protected Rangna.And Jeanna's smile was extremely proud, extremely proud, and even a little happy.After all, both the shape of the head and the giant sword irrefutably questioned the identity of this phantom.

As a result, there was a huge difference in body size, one entity and the other a phantom, but this phantom was far more threatening to people than the huge dragon, and it was not a level existence at all.

"I don't need to name this dragon at all! Earl, you don't need me to tell you, you know who she is, right?" Jeanne's voice echoed in the battlefield, whether it was 100 meters away or a kilometer away, it could be heard very clear.

She deliberately used the Japanese word for "she (that woman)".It has been hinted to this point, and any fool knows who it is.

The count got up from the ground, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his white gloves, and then stood up as if nothing had happened.

"That's right, it's really good. As expected of the Great Devil of the God of Misfortune, he can even create Inak's dragon form." The earl's voice also echoed, obviously using magic power, so that we who watched the battle could hear clear.

"It's not creation? It's the form formed by Arturia's magical power gathered and fused here, so it can only be a projection. After all, Artoria is by my side, why should I materialize it? Say Maybe she will use this form one day!" Jeanna said very proudly, and even looked at me from time to time.

The earl didn't respond, but snorted, and turned into a pure shadow under the setting sun.

The shadow continued to spread, and the dark red blood surged outward like a tide.The gigantic monster condensed into shape from the shadows, its pupils gleamed with dark red light, its fangs and claws were exposed.The giant praying mantis is just the weak among them. In the army of tens of thousands of monsters, there are mother gods who create human beings, gods who kill gods with tricks, giant eight-headed snakes killed by Wu Zun, and some The barghests that have returned to the sea within the stars - as long as they are harmful to humans, as long as they are monsters once called disasters, the earl absorbs the bones and traces, and shapes the original form with blood.

As a result, the earl, as the original murderer, became the enemy of mankind—I don’t know the earl’s mental journey, but judging from the communication in the past few days, it is because of his younger brother Abel on the one hand, and his brother Abel on the other hand. My daughter, that is, the unworthy me.

In this way, the huge pit with a diameter of five kilometers was too small for the count.Be it monsters or gods, the Earl only released a small part of it, and filled this giant pit to the brim, leaving only a small part for Jeanna to use.

The figure of the earl appeared at the highest point, and his body was connected with the existence once called "Yamata no Orochi".He was wearing a dark leather jacket. This posture gave me a sense of déjà vu. I don't know where I have seen this situation before.

"Come on! Inak's little lover! Come and summon your dragon army! Whether it is your creation that is powerful, or the disasters that humans have faced before, let this battle, in this narrow battlefield Let's prove it! I am the enemy of mankind, and you are not the friend of mankind. To what extent the hatred can reach, and what the most important person can become, let us prove to the world, to give restraint, to that God behold! Then... Regardless of the God of Misfortune, or that god, its kingdom will come! That's right... let it come! Human beings on the ground will be slaughtered, and their souls will enter the kingdom of God! Whether it is swallowed, or Being saved as promised, what difference does it make! Come on, come on! Come on!!”

The earl roared, extremely excited and maddened to the extreme.

However, Jeanna only frowned slightly distressed, and was noncommittal to the count's speech.

"Summon the Dragon【'

On the top head of Yamata no Orochi, the earl opened his eyes wide and grasped the scales tightly with both hands.

Even I thought Jeanne's words were a little too much.The past me was Inak, that's for sure.

But Jeanna's next words made me doubt: "Inac died, and then she became King Arthur. King Arthur died, and then she became Mithra. After death, it is over, and there is nothing to regret That's right. We call her Arturia, but we're used to it and she likes it."

Saying that, Jeanne raised the flag.The evil dragon figure behind her stood up, pulled out the big sword, and raised it high.

Dark red and bright purple rays of light intertwined on the great sword, soaring straight into the sky.It is obviously just a phantom, but it has real power.

I sensed the changes inside my body—as expected, the holy sword as a treasure was "borrowed" by Jeanna.Although it involves the paradox of time and space, the holy sword in the hands of the evil dragon Xuying can indeed be liberated as a treasure, and it does have complete power.

"Besides, what you say, don't you deny Arturia's pain and dedication? Don't you deny her existence itself? Just because you are her father for only one life, because of your self-righteous love? You Where is love! You used to use her as a sacrifice, but now it is just a tool to eliminate regret! You never asked her, you never had a good communication with her, you just acted on your own! What a joke! I How can I agree with your nonsense!"

The darkness of the holy sword became more and more intense, and under Jeanna's almost infinite magic power, it reached the point of being close to collapse.

The count looked at the darkness, his expression twisted to the extreme.

The eight heads of the eight entertainment snakes, the head of the giant wolf Fenrir, and the heads of various monsters all began to gather dark magic power, trying to unite and fight against the darkness of the holy sword.

"So, I will answer you with Arturia's holy sword! Goodbye, self-righteous old thing!"

The evil dragon phantom swung down the holy sword heavily.The monsters spew out the gathered magic power together.

The darkness fought against the darkness, but couldn't hold on for even half a second, and was completely crushed by the holy sword.

The vacuum created by the explosion ripped through the air, as if thousands of wraiths were crying.The explosion itself contained the power of space and destroyed all the monsters, none of them could exist.Another huge crater was formed, because the existence of the Holy Sword of Liberation was not me, the huge crater was slightly smaller, with a diameter of nearly four kilometers.The already fragile mountains have become even more fragile, and the surrounding terrain has been completely changed.

Originally, the holy sword could not kill the earl.The monsters he released were not complete.As long as there are monsters in his body, he can continue to be resurrected.But he admitted that he was the enemy of mankind, so he was completely killed conceptually—the holy sword itself was forged to defeat the enemy of mankind. In terms of games, it has a special attack on such existences.

And this is why Jeanna answered with my holy sword instead of the power of God of Misfortune.

Wushe is Jona Amano, the person I love deeply, the person who loves me deeply, other identities, whether it is the fragment of the God of Misfortune, or the great devil of another universe, she will never agree— ——She would rather become a "Dragon Witch" completely, let herself die at the last moment, and be forever and completely forgotten by me, and she will never become that kind of thing.

After understanding Jeanna's intentions, I let out a heavy breath - before, I really blamed her wrongly.

When the darkness dissipated, the phantom of the evil dragon behind Jeanna disappeared.The physical dragon rushed to the earl, swallowed the earl's spirit core, and then rushed back to Jeanna, lay down, put down the spirit core, it was completely a domestic dog.

Jean Na held the dark red spiritual core and swallowed it without hesitation.

She had already prepared for it, and she didn't have any confusion in her heart-at this point, she was much, much better than me.Because I have too many taboos.But for Jeanna, her only taboo is me.

Chapter Nineteen: True Love Is Invincible

◆Artoria◆

Before I tried to run to Rang Na's position, I was embraced by Sister Wang and Mei Lin.

Only then did I realize that I cannot use magic power now.Regardless of Rang Na's condition, I should leave it to Sister Wang and Mei Lin.I should trust them and they will definitely bring me the best results.

So, instead of breaking free, I stayed where I was, looking worriedly at Rangna in the distance.

To my surprise, Jeanna didn't show any abnormalities, but flew back to me by driving a flying dragon.

"Jianna, are you... are you okay?" I asked hurriedly, "If you have something to say, you must tell me, don't be patient..."

"Don't worry, Arturia, I'm not as stupid as you, I can't even figure out such a simple question." Jeanna smiled, as if nothing really happened. "It will take a while until I absorb the count's spiritual core, and there will be no change. And, in the final analysis, this is a battle between me and the God of Misfortune. The God of Misfortune will not come out until the winner is determined. "

"Jeanne, if you need help, speak up immediately. We will help you..." At this moment, this is all I can say.

"So you're an idiot, Arturia." Jeanne smiled and hugged me, just like I hugged her back then. "With you by my side, this is the greatest help—indeed, you have grown a lot in this Holy Grail War. And me? Not only have I not grown less, but I have grown a lot more. Before, I There is only fear in the view of God of Misfortune. Now... Huh! But a third-rate who can't even keep Artoria's heart, and has the face to say that I am a fragment? She deserves it!"

The brilliance of the setting sun reflected in Jeanna's eyes, shining brightly.The brilliance in it is full of self-confidence and mockery, which made my hanging heart relax.It was as if, as long as I was by her side, she was invincible.Not to mention the God of Disaster who is far away in another universe, even if she faces a more powerful threat, she can really deal with it alone.