Rubbish protagonist, I can do it too!

"And... you can't live up to her trust in yourself."

Hall woke up from the dream of memory, Olga Marie was still sleeping in his arms, carefully raised his right hand, and saw three Command Seals on the back of his hand.

The transfer ceremony of the contract and command spell went very smoothly.

"let's start."

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The sea of ​​origin, the place where life is bred, its surface is as vast and full of vitality as the sea, and all the ancient creatures in the past of the earth swim here.

If you continue to dive, the light will be swallowed up, and you will be able to touch the operation form of this primitive life system when you come to the deep sea valley with no end in sight.

A white figure fell into the valley of the life system during this time.

On the way of falling, Jeanne opened her eyes, and her blurred vision saw countless blue lights floating up around her.

"Is this the sea?"

Joan of Arc was confused, and gradually regained her memory. In the monster's lair, her body was rolled up by a huge snake, and her consciousness fell into darkness.

"Is this the Sea of ​​Life?"

"That's right." A joking voice came from behind, the voice was unfamiliar yet familiar.

Joan of Arc suddenly turned around and saw herself, a completely different self.

With long silver-white hair, her appearance is similar to that of armor, but it is dyed jet black. Her light golden eyes reflect the appearance of Joan of Arc, and she does not hide her sarcasm at all.

Joan's surprise lasted less than a moment, and she calmly said, "You are another me."

"Aren't you surprised? I still have such a side, that Nemesis is right, leave everything to me." Black Jeanne stretched out her right hand.

Joan shook her head: "I have never regretted it. Even in that fire, you were the hatred and suffering that I had overcome. What's the point of appearing in front of me now?"

"What an annoying woman, you think so too, Hall." Joan of Arc jokingly said.

Hearing Hall's name, Joan turned her head in disbelief and saw Hall slowly falling.

"Hall, it really is you."

Joan of Arc frowned, and gradually recalled the memories stored in the Sea of ​​Origin.

In the past fantasy, in another world, Hall once used some means to let her taste a taste thousands of times more painful than suffering the pain of being burned.

"It's you...you created her! Why!" Joan asked excitedly.

Hall chuckled and said, "There's no particular reason, men like darkness."

"She appeared here, which means you are going to do the same thing to me now."

"If you understand, just accept her." Hall did not deny it.

"I will not deny the existence of this side of myself, but she is an existence that I have long since abandoned."

Black Joan laughed and said: "You really know how to speak, just a village girl, envious of the noble life, looking forward to her own Prince Charming, and now she is an ordinary person who still has to put on the posture of a saint , without shame."

Being scolded by another self, Joan bowed her head in embarrassment, and argued: "I did have the thoughts of these girls before, but now I have grown up and strive to become a person who matches the status of a saint."

Joan of Arc, theoretically, does not have an evil side.

The Black Joan that exists here is not a phantom fabricated by Gilles de Rais with the Holy Grail, but Hall used the command spell and the Holy Grail black mud to forcibly reverse it, but the actual effect is the same as the Black Joan in Hall's impression almost.

After all, Gilles de Rais can be said to be one of the people who know Joan best, and the Black Joan he created based on Joan of Arc will not be far from the real Black Joan.

The only difference is probably the fact that the real saint doesn't have an evil side.

Hall stretched out his right hand, revealing the bright red Command Seal on the back of his hand.

Almost at the same time, Joan of Arc sensed the contractual connection with Hall, and exclaimed: "The command spell!? Why is it on your body?"

Hall calmly narrated the facts: "Only when the master himself voluntarily hands over the contract and command spells can we establish a formal contract relationship."

"Master... Olga Marie knows about this? Do you know what you plan to do to me?"

"She wanted to know, but I didn't tell her."

"Doing this to such an extent is to make me degenerate. What do you want? Do you really want to destroy mankind as you said to the goddess whose reason has been invaded by hatred?"

Hall laughed and asked, "Do you believe what Gorgon said?"

"No, that's why I want to hear the answer from your mouth in person. I believe in my Master, and I believe in you as the Master believes in."

"Humanity burning is not a process, but a result. I want to change this result and satisfy my personal desires by the way."

Joan of Arc bit her thin lips, thinking about Hall's words, and it took a long time to respond with a trembling voice: "Use it, use the Command Seal to make me accept her, I am willing to do so, if you really want to save humanity, I will become With your help, on the contrary, even if I am changed, I will not hate human beings, the only thing I really hate is evil."

Black Joan sneered and said, "It's really amazing, Your Excellency the Holy Maiden."

"Order with three command spells, Joan of Arc, accept the transformation of the sea of ​​life, accept the reversal, and accept the existence of her own evil."

Three bright red rays of light bloomed on the back of Hall's hand.

Black Jeanne floated in front of Jeanne and caressed the side of her face: "Goodbye, another me."

Jeanne closed her eyes.

"La Grondement Du Haine! (Roar, my wrath!)"

hum~

The fire of hatred ignited in the deep sea, illuminated the darkness, covered both Joan of Arc and Joan of Arc, and then faded away at an extremely fast speed.

Only Black Joan was left among the diffuse sparks. She opened her eyes and looked at Hall, with a teasing smile on her lips: "Come on, fulfill our original agreement, celebrate my birth, and dance together here, My Master."

In the world of FA, Hall had sent out an invitation to dance when he killed Joan of Arc, but there was no chance at that time.

"Extremely honored."

Hall came in front of Joan of Arc, and gracefully extended the invitation with his left hand behind his back.

The flames on Joan of Arc's body faded away, leaving behind a gorgeous purple-black evening dress, revealing fragrant shoulders and a snow-white back, embellishing the graceful body curve with long sleeves, and under the high-fork long skirt, her straight jade legs were covered by a long black tube Wrapped in stockings, it turns into an absolute domain that takes into account both seductiveness and elegance.

Joan of Arc placed the catkin wearing a long black glove on Hall's hand and accepted the invitation.

Around, more and more blue shimmers light up, like a gorgeous galaxy decorating the dark deep sea, secluded and dreamy.

Can't distinguish between reality and unreal dreams, dance together here.

Hall held the catkin and praised with a smile: "The dress suits you very well. If you are at a banquet, you will definitely be the most eye-catching lady."

Black Joan said reservedly: "I thought I would no longer have the chance to appear on the stage. I don't know the other one very well. Just like what she said, the saint who saved the country does not have a side like me, and miracles will happen. the second time."

"This dance will not end so easily."

"I, or another me, is here for this." Black Joan's smile became vicious, and she said provocatively: "Be careful, but if you don't satisfy me, my fire of hatred may accidentally burn you die."

Although it is not the black Joan of Arc dress, the style is similar.

The black Joan of Arc dress is too seductive, and it is estimated that it will be harmonized soon.

So simply use less SE, but beautiful.

Chapter 386 The King's Entrustment

North wall

The black beast herd was blocked by the towering city wall, and the World Cup was divided into two halves, one half was a battlefield full of blood and death, and the other half was a peaceful market and plain under the north wall.

Jin Gu, with green hair and white robe, stood on a giant tree and looked at the distant battlefield. Thousands of monsters were attacking the defensive front line built by human soldiers.

Arrows fell like rain, and the roar of the monster was covered by the explosion caused by the molten lapis lazuli falling from the sky.

Be it in terms of quantity or ability, the monsters had an absolute advantage, but they were still unable to break through the steel fence, let alone the north wall behind them.

"Continuing meaningless resistance, human beings are really a kind of creature that doesn't learn from lessons."

As long as you see it, you can understand why human beings can resist the attack of Warcraft.

Powerful weapons and defensive facilities are secondary, and what is more important is the close cooperation and tenacious spirit of the soldiers. Where these advantages cannot be brought into play, powerful individuals will make up for them. They wear strange armor to block the monsters that break through the front line. , and together form this absolute wall that monsters cannot break through.

"The commander of the North Wall taught soldiers the wisdom of the battlefield."

"Just reducing one servant will not cause trouble to Uruk."

"The priest of the goddess of the underworld is really a bunch of useless waste."

Jin Gu did not hesitate to praise Leonidas I, and shook his head in disappointment as he looked at the monsters all over the land: "After all, it is an unfinished prototype. If it is a new human being, it will not take a day to take down the north wall."

"After all, the north wall is used to restrain the king of Uruk and attract the attention of the Three Goddess Alliance."

"Delay time and wait for the opportunity for mother to wake up."

Jin Gu muttered to himself, closed his purple pupils, and seemed to be listening peacefully, with some doubts appearing.

"but···"

"what happened?"

"During this time, my mother's singing changed, and it seemed to be less sad."

"But still crying."

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Uruk city, palace.

On the highest throne, King Gilgamesh held a clay tablet to review the content, and the decrees were conveyed one by one.

"The harvest of crops is good. Uruk no longer has to worry about food shortages. The surplus is put into the granary."

"Now that it is the flood season, increase the frequency of measuring the Euphrates."

"The pasture in the east area outside the city was attacked by monsters. This matter was handed over to Fumo Kotaro. His speed and work efficiency are the highest among the elite directly under the king."

"Report from the Coastal Survey Office? There are no abnormalities in the sea water."

"The daughter of Ansu's family is sick. Her grandfather and father are both soldiers. The family has the priority of medical care, so she immediately took her to the witch's office. By the way, she gave the chief priestess the star green stone necklace in the king's treasure house, and asked for an extension of the witch's stay. opening hours."

Hall stood under the throne, accustomed to waiting silently, and there was a row of Uruk city officials holding clay tablets beside him.

It has been nearly two months since I came to Uruk. During this period, more than [-] commissions have been completed, and the heavy tasks waiting to be solved are still piled up. Those servants who were summoned by King Gilgamesh have hardly had a rest .

They are about to be squeezed into the oldest social animals in the world.

Hall lamented this more than once, but he felt relaxed, because of the particularity of his abilities, the scope and efficiency of completing tasks were faster than ordinary servants, and the amount of commissions completed by one person was three times that of servants. Basically, the commissions completed in the morning, Rest in the afternoon and evening.

King Gilgamesh picked up another clay tablet and read the contents quickly.

Hall's expression moved slightly. Those five clay tablets were the report he submitted yesterday on the entrustment of the mission, because they were made directly by alchemy. figure it out.

King Gilgamesh supported his face with his right hand, after reading the last clay tablet presented by Hall, his majestic red eyes looked at Hall under the throne, and nodded in approval: "Hall, these commissions have been completed beautifully as always. , in the 53 days since I came to Uruk, you have not let me down once."

"It is my honor to share the worries of the king and Uruk." Hall bowed politely.

"Humph."

King Gilgamesh sneered: "These polite words are omitted. I have never felt respect from you. Your goal is the Holy Grail of Uruk, and the goal of the Three Goddess Alliance is also the Holy Grail of Uruk. So As far as this king is concerned, there is no difference between you, and I will keep your contribution to Uruk in mind, but it is still not enough to reward the Holy Grail, which is a treasure that this king is proud of."

As he said that, King Gilgamesh stretched out his hand, and after the golden vortex swirled away, the golden Holy Grail, which contained a terrifying concentration of magic power, fell into his hand.

King Gilgamesh looked at the Holy Grail and nodded in satisfaction.

again.

Hall was unmoved in his heart, he was almost used to King Gilgamesh's temper, and it wasn't the first time he showed off this thing in front of his followers.

King Gilgamesh, who was sitting on the throne and playing with the golden cup, suddenly said, "Hall, are you interested in accepting a commission from me?"

Hall's eyes narrowed, and he looked up at King Gilgamesh's playful look and asked, "Your entrustment?"

It does not come from the citizens, nor does it come from Uruk, but is a personal commission from King Gilgamesh. The information contained in it is somewhat intriguing.

"Yes."

"It must be a difficult request that ordinary people can't imagine."

"It's not necessarily true, and it's not simple. Recently, citizens often report that all their property has been robbed by a hateful thief. Uruk does not need people who defy the law. This king needs you to take back those belongings of the citizens of Uruk. property."

Next to King Gilgamesh, Siduri, the chief priest, frowned imperceptibly, and hesitated to speak.

King Gilgamesh did not name her name. If Siduri stood up and pointed out that the thief King Gilgamesh said was Ishtar, it would be disrespectful to the goddess.

In the era when the gods ruled the earth, the gods were the law. The key to distinguish the age of the gods from the age of humans was the law. King Gilgamesh, who was the wedge between gods and humans, promulgated the law to promote the end of the age of the gods.

In this day and age, even gods must abide by the law.