"Creatures like the flying dragon should have perished with the Age of Gods long ago. It is impossible for such a creature with the characteristics of the Age of Gods to appear in France in the fifteenth century." Lawrence frowned, "Although I have not yet appeared in this era,
But if we push back some time, we will reach the era where I live, and it is impossible for such a creature to exist."
"That's the truth. Then, we can only guess that someone used large-scale magic to summon these flying dragons to this era." Mashu nodded.
"The summoned flying dragon..." Joan of Arc sighed, and the hand holding the flag trembled slightly, "Although I don't want to admit it, the person who controls those flying dragons should be me, or in other words, it's me.
It’s me who captured Orleans.”
"We can think so for the time being." Roman confirmed.
"However, according to what I know, although the bipedal flying dragon is a subspecies of dragon, it still requires a lot of magic power to summon." Lawrence was also troubled, "So many flying dragons - I can't imagine how much magic is needed.
How much magic is there..."
The bonfire was burning cracklingly, and the people sitting around the bonfire were all worried.
"There is a way to do it." Fujimaru Ritsuka stretched out a finger and looked at Mashu, "That is cheating."
"Senior, you mean, just like the King Arthur from Fuyuki..."
"If the Holy Grail is used, it should be possible to do something like this." Fujimaru Ritsuka thought, "...We can't stay out of it, and, based on the experience in Fuyuki, the Holy Grail is very likely to
That’s probably what caused the singularity.”
"...I don't know much about what happened in Fuyuki, but based on Master's analysis, I think it is possible." Lawrence added.
"I'll tell Miss Lawrence about Fuyuki later." Matthew looked at Lawrence and smiled.
"It's time to work."
"Then, let's give priority to the possibility that another Joan of Arc holds the Holy Grail and summons a large number of flying dragons to massacre the crowd." Dr. Roman concluded, "Miss Joan of Arc, do you have any suggestions?"
Joan of Arc was silent for a while and looked at several people seriously: "I have already set a goal."
"I will march towards Orleans and retake the cities along the way... Of course, the other me, who slaughters the masses and brings trouble to France, will treat her as an enemy."
"I have not received revelation from the Lord, but I understand that this is what I should do."
"No matter what, I can't just sit back and watch what Joan of Arc did, even if it's just me."
Her eyes seemed to be burning against the backdrop of the bonfire, with firm determination.
Matthew couldn't help but said: "...You are respectable. You are a great man exactly as described in the history books."
Fujimaru Ritsuka thought of King Arthur of Fuyuki and the two casters currently owned by Chaldea.
"What's wrong, Master, what's the matter?" Lawrence noticed that Fujimaru Ritsuka's eyes were a little strange.
"No, I just feel that heroic spirits are really magical."
"Is this a compliment..."
Fujimaru Ritsuka turned his attention to Jeanne who expressed her determination: "Well, Miss Jeanne, it seems that our interests are the same."
The three of them looked at each other and "exchanged" their opinions.
"Then, as the master, I will lead my followers to assist you. This is not only an honor, but also the best choice at the moment."
"Although we also have other purposes, we hope to go with you, become your assistant, and fight under your banner." Matthew added, while Lawrence stood aside and was still thinking about something.
Joan of Arc was a little embarrassed by the enthusiasm of the three people: "Don't say that... I should be the one asking you."
She bowed to the three people: "I can't thank you enough. I originally thought I could only fight alone, but now, I am full of confidence!"
...
After a brief conversation, in order to ensure the condition of their most important person, Master Fujimaru Ritsuka, they decided to let Fujimaru Ritsuka take a rest while Mashu and Lawrence were chatting.
We were talking about what happened during Fuyuki's time.
"...After that, we decided to summon a new heroic spirit." Mashu mentioned the director Olga Marie and the white knight Anno, recalling what happened in Fuyuki, and felt a little depressed.
"I see......"
Fujimaru Ritsuka came over.
"Master?" Lawrence looked at the tired girl, a little surprised.
"Can't sleep..." Fujimaru Ritsuka's eyes were a little dark.
"What are you talking about?"
"Matthew is telling me about some of the things that happened to you at the Fuyuki Singularity... I didn't expect that you have already formed a fate with that White Knight guy." Lawrence's expression was a bit strange, but it should be a smile.
?
"The white knight... refers to Mr. Anno?" Fujimaru Ritsuka asked strangely.
"Yes." Lawrence nodded and confirmed.
"Do you know Miss Lawrence and Mr. Annuo? You should not be from the same era...although you both have the word Annuo in your names..." Matthew was a little confused.
Confuse.
How did a knight from the ancient British kingdom before Christ become related to an artist and doctor from the Renaissance?
"I do know him... Please forgive me for not being able to say more about the rest." Lawrence smiled mysteriously.
"But please look forward to it. Maybe you will meet more people with Annuo in their names in the future."
"For example, a certain Japanese swordsman and Greece...Sorry, I said a little too much, please forget what I just said." Lawrence sighed and waved his hand.
Fujimaru Ritsuka, Mashu:......
Can you please stop speaking only half of your words? It will make people anxious to death!!!
"This is related to my ultimate secret, so Master, can you please not delve into it further?"
"...I understand." Fujimaru Ritsuka decided to give this big sister some private space.
But I couldn't help but recall that the white knight Anno seemed to have said the same thing as Miss Lawrence?
Considering that both people’s names contain the word “Annuo”, two people from different eras know each other, so it’s full of doubts!
Fujimaru Ritsuka, Mashu, stopped thinking.
"It's almost dawn, Master, are you really not going to sleep for a while?" Lawrence said, looking at the sky that was already turning red.
"...No need, Miss Jeanne is ready, let's go." Fujimaru Ritsuka took out a piece of dry food brought from Chaldea from his pocket and took a bite.
Lawrence looked at Fujimaru Ritsuka and Mashu and smiled involuntarily.
Turning her fingers, a jeweled comb appeared in her hand.
"Let me comb your hair before we go."
"Ah? Hey, okay." Fujimaru Ritsuka was a little surprised, but she still untied her hair and shook her head.