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Launched like a cannonball, the holy spear pierced through Lancelot's spiritual core.

"Aaaaa..."

This type of attack exceeded the limit that Lancelot could bear. Lancelot subconsciously grasped the Holy Lance piercing through his chest. The black figure fell apart and finally disappeared completely.

The record is complete.Lancelot is one of the few mythological characters that Rama met in two different worlds, and his popularity is evident.The legend of King Arthur can be regarded as a branch of Celtic mythology. The typical saying is that the forbidden love between Lancelot and Guinevia originated from the Knights of Fiona and Dilum in Celtic mythology. There are many allusions to elope with Princess Granny, and Finn, the leader of the Knights of Fiona, is also considered to be the prototype of King Arthur.

Rama defeated Lancelot, and at the same time, Marie and Mozart gave Sanson a fatal blow.

Weakened by Mozart's Noble Phantasm, Sanson suffered the physical and magical attacks of Mary's glass horse. Sanson, who was not good at defense, could only end in defeat.

"You are too merciful... If you give the fatal blow earlier, we can all be relieved, right?"

San Song said with a wry smile that he hoped to be beaten by Mary for a long time before finally being unable to hold on. The feeling of being beheaded by the guillotine is completely different from being beaten to death alive.

Mozart said angrily: "You ask so much. Where did Maria get the Noble Phantasm of Mass Destruction? You must be somewhat self-aware!"

Marie does not possess the instant explosive Noble Phantasm like Artoria's Sword of Promised Victory, and her offensive Noble Phantasm: May the Crown of Lily Glory Eternal, does not belong to the explosive type.Strictly speaking, Mary tends to be a steady follower, lacking the trump card to win with one blow, so Sanson almost gave up defense, and it took Mary a lot of time to knock Sanson down.

San Song shot back angrily: "I didn't ask you! Ah, by the way, the music you play is really ugly. If you listen to your music before going to bed, you will go to hell directly!"

"This is a requiem I specially played, you just accept it honestly, the exclusive audience treatment, do you think everyone gets their turn?"

Sanson didn't answer Mozart. He instinctively couldn't get along with Mozart, but he was about to disappear, and Sanson didn't want to waste time in bickering.Sanson's side job is a doctor, so he has the medical skills. He doesn't want to use medical skills to survive. Queen Mary is right. Those who should leave must leave no matter how unwilling they are.

"Don't worry, Sanson, I will definitely take back our country and take back France! Vive la France!"

"Vive...la...France..."

Sanson also showed a forced smile and shouted along with Mary.

After the last note was conveyed, Sanson dissipated safely, and he pinned his hope on Mary, without any doubt that with the queen who loved France, he could succeed.

This time Mary and the people of France are on the united front, and the one who loses will be the Dragon Witch.

"Are you finished too?"

"Yeah... Huh? Where did the Wyverns go?"

"Did you realize that the Wyvern is gone..."

At the end of the battle, there was not even a body left outside Marseille. It is hard to imagine that a fierce battle has just taken place here.

【I thought you were going this way to grab the head...】

What the hell is head grabbing?I'm like the type who likes to grab people's heads?

Rama said sternly: "Then let's go to Marseilles to check the safety of the residents here, and we will set off for Thiers in the afternoon."

"At noon, let's take a hot bath~"

"It takes time to boil hot water, Maria... But I'm also tired and my back hurts. It's time to take a good rest..."

Chapter 050 Fafnir (fafnir)

"Miss Jeanne...are you praying?"

"um, yes."

After praying, Joan opened her eyes and responded to Mash with a smile.

"I'm praying for those who died in the war. I know it's a singularity independent of canon...but I can't help but want to do something about it."

It is now ten o'clock at noon, and the army has temporarily stopped advancing, and there is still some distance from Thiers.

Etienne took a few people and went to Thières to investigate first. After all, Thières may have the main force of the Dragon Witch, so it must not be sloppy.Gilles stayed to lead the army and entertain Lixiang and others at the same time.

The French army listed Lixiang and others as honored guests, and the military rations, like Marshal Gilles, belonged to the highest level at this stage.

"There is... still wine..."

"Haha, try it, our country's wine. The vineyards where grapes are cultivated have been destroyed by those monsters, it's really hateful."

Lixiang carefully held up the wine vessel. During the Hundred Years War, it seemed that there was no goblet.

Matthew and Joan of Arc also took their seats after returning. Joan deliberately avoided Gilles, including when praying. She felt that Gilles would recognize the habit of praying if Gilles saw it. Little did she know that Gilles had already known_ Joan of Arc's identity.

Gilles doesn't even forget to offer Fufu a glass of wine, and Fufu sips the French wine with great interest.

Doctor Roman, who was staying in the control room of Chaldea, was even a little greedy.

"Ah...French wine is world famous, I really want to taste it..."

"Well, Mr. Magician, whom I have never met before, if you are willing to show up, I don't mind inviting you to have a drink together."

"Thank you for your kindness, Marshal Jill, I really want to go there too..."

Doctor Roman stuffed snacks into his mouth to satisfy his hunger.The French have a soft spot for wine, as early as 600 BC, the Greeks came to Marseilles and brought viticulture technology, and in 51 BC, Gaius Julius Caesar conquered Gaul After that, the grape culture took root and sprouted completely.In the 21st century, the wines of Bordeaux, France, are some of the most famous wines in the world.

Etienne's treasure is also related to grapes.

Ma Xiu meticulously reminded: "Doctor, we are not here to enjoy a delicious meal, and please be careful with the doctor."

"Uh, yes, it's not easy for you." Dr. Roman said with a dry smile, "If you invest, you will get rewarded. Be warned that I am doing it. It is safe now. You can enjoy French wine with peace of mind... Huh?"

"doctor?"

"Not good! There is an enemy attack! The speed is completely different from the previous Wyvern! It will be close to you soon!"

Doctor Roman, who glanced at the detection data, hurriedly reported the information to Lixiang and Marshal Gilles.

Along the way, Dr. Roman's detection was far more effective than the scouts of the French army, because the Wyverns were extremely maneuverable, and the scouts often had no advantage in speed. Dr. Roman's detection was simply miraculous in the eyes of Gilles , and never made a mistake.

The French army used this to avoid a large number of enemy attacks. For the battle of Thiers, it is necessary to preserve combat power as much as possible.

"Damn!"

Giles scolded, unexpectedly interrupting his meal time. Although this is a common occurrence for soldiers, he really won't be in a good mood.

Although Gilles immediately organized the French army to set off, the speed of this enemy attack far exceeded Gilles' imagination.

"That is……"

Li Xiang's eyes widened, she thought she was a kind of knowledgeable type, who would have thought that there is a sky beyond the sky, and the world is full of wonders.

Dragon.

Different from the subspecies of Wyverns, what appeared in front of Li Xiang and the others was a genuine fantasy creature.

The black dragon spread its wings, as if it could swallow the sky, and its size was far beyond that of a wyvern. Just flying from the other side of the sky had already caused a great psychological shock to the French army.No matter how strong the wyvern is, it can always be defeated by manpower, but such a colossus makes people feel desperate.

...for flowers...

How could such a monster win?

It is no exaggeration to say that the black dragon's only one sweep is enough to wipe out the French army.

Mash raised his shield and stood in front of Lixiang: "Senior, it's probably..."

"Fafnir..."

Even though it is already known information, seeing the legendary fantasy creature with one's own eyes will still tremble in the soul.

Standing on the dragon's head is a girl holding a black evil dragon banner, looking down upon all living beings from the absolute commanding heights.

Joan of Arc Alter.

The dragon witch who plunged France into war.

"..."

Joan stepped forward without hesitation, and she didn't need to worry about the French army. Although there was some confusion due to the appearance of the Dragon Witch and Fafnir, the French army led by Gilles was the elite of France after all. Awareness of dedication has been made.

The corners of Joan of Arc Alter's mouth raised slightly, even if Joan of Arc covered her face, Joan of Arc Alter could recognize her identity at a glance.

"Hehe...what did I find? Ants? Street rats? Or small earthworms? Too small to arouse my anger...It's so sad, pitiful."

Joan of Arc took off her handkerchief without saying a word. Seeing Joan of Arc's true face, the slightly calmed French army made waves again.

"Look! There are two dragon witches?!"

"What's going on here? Does she know the magic of doppelganger?"

"It's hateful... What is she planning?"

In terms of the height of Joan of Arc Alter, looking down on Joan of Arc, Joan of Arc really looks very small.When Joan of Arc approached, Fafnir opened his mouth viciously, exhaling a turbid breath. If Joan of Arc approached again, it would mercilessly crush Joan to the ground.

Chapter 051 Joan of Arc and Black Joan of Arc

"It's the first time we meet, what should I call you?"

Even after hearing the curses and abuse from the French soldiers, Joan accepted it calmly. She was not afraid of Fafnir, and looked directly at the condescending Joan of Arc Alter.

Joan of Arc had no reason to be cowardly, and Joan of Arc Alter smiled instead of anger.

"Hmph... It's not that I don't have the mercy of the superior. Since you asked sincerely, I will tell you mercifully. I am Joan of Arc, the saint who saved the country from the dead. Do you understand? another me."

"No, you are not me."

Joan of Arc insisted that the identity of Joan of Arc Alter was by no means the resurrected Saint of Salvation she said.

Jeanne Alter asked coldly: "Why do you deny me?"

"Before I arrived here, I have been to many towns in France. They have been destroyed by you without exception. People lost their lives and fields were burned. I have seen these evil deeds with my own eyes. In any case, I will never To commit such an inhumane act..."

"madness!!!"

Joan of Arc Alter was furious, and a scolding interrupted Joan of Arc's words.

"Inhumanity? Big mistake! I'm taking revenge? I said, isn't your brain broken? Have you forgotten that the foolish people in this country betrayed and betrayed us! Why on earth should I save such an irresistible A country that saves medicine? It’s enough. The Lord’s voice can’t reach here, which shows that the Lord is also very disappointed in this country! I will send punishment on behalf of the Lord who lamented. It is too time-consuming to destroy it in the form of politics and economy. To destroy, to destroy, is there anything more satisfying than this?"

"I haven't forgotten."

Joan of Arc raised the holy banner, and the banner of iris fluttered in the wind, which was the opposite of the flying evil dragon depicted on Joan of Arc Alter's banner.

"I have never forgotten my ending, but I have not forgotten why I saved France."

"……what?"

"The invaders ravaged my beloved country, my homeland, and I took up my sword and raised my banner against it, that's all. You forget that - or do you not know why I am saving France? "

"How could I not know! I..."

Joan of Arc Alter who angrily scolded Joan of Arc, the majestic words came to an abrupt end.

Seeing this scene, Joan smiled softly: "Is that so... Sure enough, if you still remember, you will never destroy France. You are different from me. Who are you?"

"Shut up!!! I am Joan of Arc!"

Joan of Arc never regarded herself as a saint. In her opinion, she just did what she thought was right and necessary in that era.

If Jeanne Alter had this memory, she would never ask Joan why she wanted to save the hopeless France.Joan of Arc has not forgotten her ending, nor has she forgotten her starting point.

Had Joan of Arc Alter remembered, she would never have questioned Joan's motives for saving France.

Joan of Arc Alter planned to ridicule Joan of Arc, but she did not expect that Joan of Arc did not lose her faith even after being abandoned.

"I'll cut off those who are in the way first, and lament your own powerlessness, you can't save anything."

"Yeah, you know you can't break through me, so you shifted your target."

"...I can't pretend that I didn't hear this sentence!"

Joan of Arc Alter knew that Joan of Arc deliberately used aggressive tactics, but Joan of Arc Alter was defeated in the argument, and she had to be ridiculed by Joan of Arc, how could she accept it?

Joan of Arc seldom had a friendly attitude towards her enemies.

Stepping onto the battlefield, what Joan of Arc carries with her is the awareness of struggle, not the mercy of redemption.

"Faffner!"

Following Jeanne Alter's order, the black dragon roared and raised its front paws, slamming at the tiny saint.Fafnir flapped his wings and even created a gust of wind pressure, which could be felt by the French soldiers not far away.

"My Lord is here (Luminosite·Eternelle)!"

Joan of Arc quickly unfolded the Noble Phantasm, and was able to withstand magic power transformed into physical attacks. Fafnir's dragon claw slapped on Joan of Arc's flag, but it failed to shake it at all...

Joan of Arc Alter clicked her tongue, she more or less knew what Joan of Arc's treasure was, who would have thought that it would be so troublesome, you must know that Fafnir's claws would be more than enough to blow the entire city wall away.

"Huh... is it only this level?"

"Let's get carried away!"

Not only Joan of Arc Alter, but Fafnir also seemed to be enraged by Joan of Arc. It saw that Joan of Arc was able to withstand its attack without injury, which was a very embarrassing thing.