Matthew was very disappointed when he learned about Joan of Arc's death.
She admired this woman who lived nearly six hundred years ago.
"But for Miss Jeanne now, she is actually pretty much the same as she was before she was alive." Fujimaru Ritsuka said.
"Well, that's it. This land is still the country I love, and the people living on it are the same as when I was alive."
"It's like life continues again, like resurrection from the dead."
Animusfia said casually while staring at the report about the halo in the sky.
Joan of Arc looked at the soldiers celebrating their escape from the ruins of the fortress.
He scanned the battlefield that was originally a vibrant grassland.
The remains of the bipedal dragon and the mutilated, long-inhuman bodies of the fallen soldiers were scattered throughout the wilderness.
"It is precisely because of this that after seeing the familiar scenes destroyed, my heart will become even more——"
"Angry?"
Animusfia put down the report in her hand.
"It's sadness."
Loud laughter came from the ruined fortress.
They are French soldiers.
Theoretically, they shouldn't be so slack.
But in this world where there is no hope, don’t be stingy in cheering as much as you can.
Have a great time before you die.
"She deserves to be the saint who saves the country. Such moments are so noble." Roman praised.
"Please don't say that about me. You are really exaggerating. If I really deserved to be called a saint, I wouldn't have caused these tragedies."
"Ah, just now after the soldiers saw Miss Saber, they said she was a witch and the culprit of everything..."
Matthew was confused about the soldiers' reaction before, but now he suddenly realized it after seeing Jeanne who looked exactly like Arturia.
"Does that mean there is still a Jeanne d'Arc?" Fujimaru Ritsuka said.
"Well..." Joan of Arc nodded. I heard that on the third day after I was executed, [Joan of Arc] resurrected from hell with the devil."
"Does the devil mean these wyverns?"
Fujimaru Ritsuka picked up a huge dragon head from the ground and looked at it.
Roman in the control room found a box containing snacks.
"Not just a vouivre, but a real dragon." Joan of Arc shook her head.
"Hey, aren't these real dragons?" Fujimaru Ritsuka said in surprise.
"Of course not. The wyvern is just a creature that has some connection with dragons in appearance. From the root of the word, whether it is wyvern in Saxon or vouivre in French, this word was first used to describe poisonous snakes.
.In the long years that followed, a fantasy species called the wyvern was invented and given the name of the venomous snake."
Animusfia explained to Fujimaru Ritsuka who was trying to extract a tooth from the wyvern's mouth.
Roman looked at the busy staff around him and Animusfia, who was introducing the wyvern to Fujimaru Ritsuka, and his face lit up.
After learning that the wyvern was not a dragon, Fujimaru Ritsuka asked Animusfia tremblingly as if he had been struck by lightning.
"That dragon's tooth is still----"
Animusfia smiled and said:
"Don't worry, although the earliest flying dragons have nothing to do with dragons, humans as intellectual beings will give them "mystery" when they are praised. The flying dragons spread in modern times all have more or less lions.
Fantasy species that appear according to legends and have the blood of eagles or dragons will naturally abide by the settings."
Animusfia turned thousands of miles away and came to Roman in the corner in an instant. She snatched the snack from his hand and stuffed it into her mouth.
Dr. Roman was stunned.
"It's red bean paste buns. It's really sweet, but I prefer bean paste, which tastes richer. Roman, please share this good stuff with me next time."
"Ah! Those are the red bean paste buns that I kept in the control room to reward my seniors after this mission is over!"
Matthew shouted.
"Don't worry about such trivial matters, hahahahaha." Animusfia was stunned for a moment, then laughed awkwardly.
"Speaking of which, what are your identities?"
Joan of Arc raised her own question, and then her eyes rested on Artoria Pendragon Alter.
It is said that this man is the famous King Arthur. Apart from the fact that he looks exactly like himself, Joan of Arc has another problem.
Is Arthur a girl?
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After listening to Roman's explanation, Joan sighed.
"I see. I didn't expect that you all are actually carrying such an important mission. My troubles instantly seem insignificant compared to your troubles."
"But our purpose is the same, Miss Jeanne." Fujimaru Ritsuka continued.
"That is to save France and turn things back on the track of history."
After hearing this, Jeanne looked at Fujimaru Ritsuka sincerely.
"Please let me help you."
"Great! If we can have the combat power of the Saint of Salvation join us, the difficulty of this mission will be greatly reduced." Roman clenched his fists tightly in the control room.
I got it as soon as I arrived at the singularity.
"I feel very honored to be able to help you restore humanity."
Matthew shook his head and said:
"It would be better to say that we are the ones who are honored to be able to fight with the historical Joan of Arc."
"Then it's time for us to hurry up and find spiritual veins to build a summoning array." Animusfia said to Fujimaru Ritsuka.
"Do you prefer bean paste to bean paste filling...?"
The red-haired girl whispered sadly.
“Are you still on this matter!!————”
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"call----"
After finishing her official duties in Chaldea, Animusfia let out a long sigh.
He began to understand why Romani Achiman always took advantage of others.
Replace him with Romani, and he would be willing to hide in his room, eat cake and watch virtual idols.
Animusfia began to think about whether he made the right choice to take over as the director of Chaldea.
"Hehe, hehehe."
Romani stared at the computer screen and giggled.
On the other side of the screen is the virtual AI idol Magical Girl Merry-chan.
I have to say that Animusfia also thought she was very cute, so she was directly superchatted to the top of the list last night.
Dr. Roman today is also very melancholy, because he found that he is no longer the top contributor to Magical Girl Meili.
After Animusfia checked his draft of magic deduction again, he said to Roman:
"Doctor, can you transfer my soul to the first singularity?"
Doctor Roman looked back warily.
Could it be that the new director is tired of official duties in the control room and is ready to run away?
In that case, he wouldn't be able to take a break from his busy schedule to watch Magical Girl Merry-chan.
"I might be able to use the huge halo above the singularity."
Animusfia handed the manuscript to Roman.
"Huh? You mean that giant magic formula?"
"That's right."
"How to do?"
Animusfia pointed at the manuscript in Roman's hand.
"You should know about the Animusfia family's great magic."
"I just know it tentatively. It is a great magic that requires many magicians to prepare for a long time. It connects the magic power of the celestial body with the earth. Through this,——"
Roman flipped the paper in his hand and looked up at Animusfia with a surprised look on his face.
"Are you going to use Animusfia Great Magic to steal the magic power of that huge magic weapon?"