The nine-pillar demon gods of the smelting furnace grew and extended, roaring and roaring around Chaldea.
"We, Nine Pillars, know the music well."
"We are nine pillars - compose a song."
"We are the seventy-two demon gods...! Chaldea, we will never let you villains extinguish the lights!!!"
Joan of Arc's mask has disappeared, and now that a large number of servants have been summoned to the Temple of Time, the Demon God Pillars are no longer able to concentrate on dealing with them, and are forced to fight on their own.
"Miss Jeanne d'Arc!" Fujimaru Ritsuka ran to Jeanne d'Arc's side in great joy. She didn't even care about the ferocious declarations of the Demon God Naberius and the other nine Demon God Pillars. Instead, she looked at her former comrades, feeling that this was destined to happen
I felt extremely happy after the brief reunion.
"Master, I haven't seen you for a long time." Jeanne put down the flag in her hand temporarily and looked at Fujimaru Ritsuka with gentle eyes, "After going through hardships, it seems that you have gained more strength.
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"Long live France~Lawrence, have you been accompanying the child Master all this way?" Another clear and sweet voice came from the side, it was the Queen of France, Marie Antoinette.
She said hello to Fujimaru Ritsuka, and then looked at Lawrence with a smile.
"Mary... I'm so happy to see you here." Lawrence put his hands on the shoulders of Fujimaru Ritsuka and Mashu, and smiled at Mary.
She was taking advantage of this precious time to heal the injuries of three people, including herself.
"Miss Mary is here too, that means..." Matthew's eyes lit up.
"Master, it seems that even if I am not around, you can still walk tenaciously to this place."
"Master...Simon, I miss you..."
What came into my ears were two extremely familiar voices.
"Miss Camilla... and Simon-chan!" Fujimaru Ritsuka's eyes widened. He ignored Lawrence and rushed forward, hugging the two vampire servants, one large and one small.
"Oh yo——"
Camilla was suddenly hugged and was stunned. Her cold face could not help but show a trace of helplessness. She stretched out her hand and gently patted Fujimaru Ritsuka twice in the terrifying environment surrounded by the demon pillars.
's back.
After all, she still felt that she had changed, and was changed by this little girl named Fujimaru Ritsuka.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, I didn't expect that a scary old woman like you would have such emotions and expressions. It's so disgusting." Elizabeth Bathory stood next to Camilla, mocking the grown-up with a sigh on her face.
Later self.
"Master, let me go, Master, let go of them. Aren't I the one you should be holding? Master, let go!" The voice came from a man who looked happy.
Salamander cried out, with a gloomy look on her face. She was pulling Fujimaru Ritsuka, Camilla, and Simonetta, trying to separate the three of them.
"Haha, this is really a pleasant reunion - it's a pity that I don't have a piano by my side now, but there is a violin here, which can be regarded as an urgent need." Wolfgang Amade
Us Mozart took out a violin from somewhere and put it on his shoulder with an intoxicated look on his face.
Charles Henry Sanson curled his lips. Although he said that the knot in his heart was relieved, he still didn't seem to like Amadeus very much and stood a little further away.
"Don't show such an expression, you guy." Amadeus touched Sanson's shoulder with his elbow, with a narrow smile on his face, "Mr. 'French Gentleman' once worked in a special place.
When you click on it, it seems that you have caused a lot of trouble to a beautiful lady? Hiding behind the scenes is not a good choice to apologize."
"Amadeus, you bastard..." Sanson showed an unusually unhappy expression and glared at Amadeus, "I...I'm standing on the execution platform.
You bastard...what do you know?"
Two men are quarreling.
"It's really noisy... But perhaps, this kind of quarrel is proof that human beings still exist in the world." The saint, holding a huge weapon and followed by a monster-like dragon, smiled gently.
"Compared to the noise of humans, what's over there is just pure noise." Giorgios, the dragon-slaying Saint George, raised his head and looked up at the defense formed by Joan of Arc's Noble Phantasm.
Demon God Pillars, "It's really ugly... They are clearly beasts without a 'heart', they are not even beasts, yet they talk nonsense about the existence of humans. How arrogant."
"Everyone, please prepare to fight." The knight, who looked neither male nor female, raised the rapier in his hand and looked at the roaring Demon Pillar with a cold expression.
The vampire Vlad III stood not far from him, looking at Camilla who was rubbing Fujimaru Ritsuka's head with a complicated expression on her face.
As for The Phantom of the Opera that no one noticed...
At least he is willing to come to this place, respond to Fujimaru Ritsuka, and fight the Demon God Pillar.
"Yes, this is exactly the force we formed to fight against the evil dragon when we were in France. It is even stronger than that."
Joan of Arc took in everything that happened in front of her with firm eyes, showed a smile, and looked at Fujimaru Ritsuka.