While chewing the bun, Dr. Luo Man said with emotion: "Ma Xiu, you have grown up to be a good boy... Bah, bah, bah..."
"Well, these buns are so delicious... Bah, bah, bah... Ritsuka, that kid must be very happy to know." Dr. Luo Man's voice sounded a little unbeatable.
"..." Mashu silently walked to Fujimaru Ritsuka and reported seriously, "Master, after returning to Chaldea, please prepare enough resources for one battle."
She looked at the light screen expressionlessly: "Because I remember an enemy I want to beat with the back of my shield."
A small joke slightly relieved the serious atmosphere during the battle.
But there was a commotion from the French army.
"Witch - it's a witch!" The French army who won the battle did not show any joy at all. Instead, they fled back to the fortress in panic.
"Those ladies over there, hide quickly!" A kind-hearted French soldier shouted anxiously to Fujimaru Ritsuka and the others.
The girl in white armor stood there, silent and at a loss.
"Try to make contact. The other party is also a Servant, so be careful." Fujimaru Ritsuka reminded.
The girl in white armor shook her head and took the initiative to walk towards the direction of the few people.
"Master, stand behind me." Mashu was a little nervous.
"Well, thank you very much, whether it's helping them treat their injuries or helping them fight off the flying dragons." The girl in white armor bowed politely, very well-educated.
"I am a doctor, and this is what I should do. May I ask what you are?" Lawrence had a vague guess in his heart, but he still asked.
"Adjudicator, my job is Adjudicator, if that's my real name."
"It's Jeanne d'Arc." The girl named Jeanne d'Arc said this carefully.
"Joan of Arc——!!!" The three of them became nervous instantly.
Jeanne's eyes dimmed slightly: "There are some things that are not convenient to say on this occasion."
She glanced at the fortress behind her and sighed: "If you can, please believe me. Please, please come with me, okay."
The three of them looked at each other for a few times.
In the end, both Lawrence and Mashu's eyes were focused on Fujimaru Ritsuka.
Li Xiang thought for a moment and blinked: "This is an opportunity and a clue."
Fufu lay on Mashu's shoulder: "Chirp, chirp!"
It is expressing its affection for Joan of Arc.
"I have no objection. Although she is a servant, she is very weak and her real name is Joan of Arc... Let's try to find out more about the situation." Dr. Roman also expressed his opinion.
"So, is this Miss Jeanne?" Fujimaru Ritsuka asked.
"Yes." Joan of Arc smiled softly and confidently.
"Let's go."
"Thank you for your trust, Master."
...
Orleans.
Inside the huge castle.
"Jill, I really want to feel it. Two more riding servants have entered the territory of France." Different from the Joan of Arc who met with the Chaldean people, Joan of Arc was wearing black armor and had white skin and white hair.
, said to Gilles de Rey, his tone full of impatience and disgust.
Her job description is the same as the other Joan of Arc, which is [Ruler], that is, [Adjudicator].
The Judge can detect the location and real names of other Servants, and is the referee of the Holy Grail War.
"Do you need me to send crazy followers to kill them, my holy virgin?" Gill de Rey's eyes were still turned outwards, scary but full of fanaticism.
"...No, this group of servants has obviously been transformed into madness by me, but there are only a few who are willing to truly obey my orders. Let me go there myself." Black Joan stood up from the throne,
Walk to the gate.
She turned her back to Gil de Rey and said: "Use that double-maddened berserker to protect the evil dragon as soon as possible, always dealing with some miscellaneous fish, and the group of servants brought over by the suppression force will always be
It's as slippery as a loach, I feel a little bored."
"I understand, my holy virgin." Gil de Rey said with a smile, "Well, although I can't go with you, please bring your crazy swordsmen and crazy spearmen with you.
, the maddened cavalry, and the maddened concealer."
"Although I don't need these things... but since it is your suggestion, I will take these wastes with me." Black Joan turned her head and smiled, "You won't let me
I'm disappointed, Jill."
"Of course, my holy virgin." Gilles de Rey saluted respectfully.
"...I hope so." Black Joan jumped on the dragon's back, and the other four mad servants also jumped on the dragon's back, and several of them flew out on the dragon.
...
Somewhere on the official road.
A group of flying dragons are fighting three girls.
"Ah ah ah, really, I was summoned to this era inexplicably. There is no master yet, and only you two are following me. What on earth is going on! Fighting is not what idols should do!" said the girl with double horns on her head.
Waving his spear(?) while crying.
"Shut up!" Qingji, who was dressed in blue clothes, was almost annoyed by this person. "I've been listening to your complaints all the way. Can't you be quiet like Simon?"
Qingji used her fan to wave a stream of flames, forcing a flying dragon back.
"Simon is indeed very quiet, but being quiet is a bit weird, isn't it?" Elizabeth Bathory, the girl with dragon horns, said angrily.
The girl named Simon was wrapped in black energy and was lying on the neck of a bipedal flying dragon. As the flying dragon struggled in terror, she bit a big hole in the dragon's neck.
Kiyohime:......
Elizabeth:......
"Is this the blood of a dragon... Bah, bah, bah, this is not a dragon at all. It tastes really bad." Simon vomited twice, frowned, and said seriously.
"Ah, how I want to really drink your blood..." She knelt on the ground and sobbed, not caring at all about the new flying dragon attacking from behind.
"Hey, Simon!" Elizabeth was just about to remind her when she saw the girl Simon, like a phantom, climb onto the dragon's back again and bite her on the neck.
"Simon-chan is also a heroic spirit after all. Take more care of yourself." Qingji sneered.
"You bastard redneck squirrel! Charizard!"
"Hehehehe, I am a real dragon, not some lizard!"
Qingji and Elizabeth were about to fight.
Simon on the other side.
No, it should be said to be a vampire heroic spirit, whose job description is Berserker, Simonetta Cattanio Vespucci.
He was vomiting out the dragon's blood he had just swallowed by mistake.
He looked at his hands with tears in his eyes, looking a little aggrieved.
"Ah, why am I indifferent to all blood, but as a vampire..."
"How I want to really drink your blood, my love, ah..."