The sea demon disappeared, and all the sea demons disappeared.
Not only the sea demons, but also the two-legged flying dragons disappeared.
Jill de Ray turned into golden light and left with a smile.
As for whether he apologizes? Is there any apology to France?
...... Maybe there is.
But it is more correct to say that it is an apology to Joan of Arc than to say that it is an apology to France.
The reason why he loves France is just because Joan of Arc loves France. Joan of Arc was unfairly sentenced to stolen, so this hot pillow will slowly disappear with time...
A golden light appeared where Gil de Ray disappeared.
Fujimaru Rika looked at Joan of Arc.
Joan of Arc nodded.
"Mashu, recycle the Holy Grail!" Fujimaru Rika said to the shield girl.
"Yes, I understand!" Mashu walked forward.
Holding the Holy Grail floating in the air, the girl finally smiled.
"Confirm the item, the Holy Grail, the recycling is completed."
Roman, who had been observing in Chaldeans, finally appeared.
His expression was very happy: "Lixiang, Mathu, congratulations to you, for guiding the first special point, France's special point."
"Now that the Holy Grail has been recycled, this special point will slowly get back on track. Thank you for your hard work."
He paused on the keyboard and then said to the few people: "The channel for the transfer of spiritual son can be taken over immediately, and you can leave that era at any time."
Fujimaru Rika nodded with relief: "I understand."
Finally...it's over, France.
Joan of Arc came over, feeling both sad and relieved.
"Thank you, the Lord of the Chaldean, Fujimaru Rika." Joan of Arc solemnly thanked Fujimaru Rika.
"...Miss Joan of Arc, I should thank me." Fujimaru Rika was a little silent.
She bowed deeply, and then she showed the back of her hand, which was left with only the marks of the order curse.
"Miss Joan of Arc, may I ask, are you willing to continue this contract with me?" Mathue and Lawrence stood behind Fujimaru Rika and looked at Joan of Arc.
Joan of Arc smiled and shook his head gently.
"I understand." Fujimaru Rika was not confused either.
Joan of Arc, at least this place, has not yet arrived at the time when he has completely formed a relationship with Chale. Now she belongs to France.
Fujimaru Rika looked at the other two figures.
Camilla and Simoneta.
"So, where are Miss Camilla and Miss Simon?" She kept a smile, even though the deep fatigue was hidden under her smile.
All the farewells along the way were borne by Fujimaru Rika.
She is the Lord and feels the breaking of contracts.
But even if your heart is cut like a knife, it cannot be revealed.
Marie Antoinette.
Elizabeth Bartori.
Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart.
Joel Jos.
Qing Ji.
Marda.
Fujimaru Takaya will always remember these names and always look forward to the day when they meet again.
"I'll be wherever Sister Halle is." Simonetta answered without hesitation and trotted to Lawrence.
Lawrence helplessly touched the little head of the girl vampire, and Simonetta arched her head on Lawrence like a cat.
It seems that the beautiful Miss Lawrence is going to raise a Simonetta in Chaldes.
Camilla stood there, silent.
The way she signed a contract with Fujimaru Rika was not pleasant, it was a problem that could not be concealed by fighting side by side and being thrilling later.
Moreover, I have no deep wishes, and there is no reason to protect the girl from moving forward.
Joan of Arc is dead, and the roots of Camilla's anger and anger have disappeared. There is no need to continue to follow Fujimaru Rika.
"I..." She looked at Fujimaru Rika's expectant eyes, but she couldn't say anything she refused.
Close your mouth again.
When you open your mouth again, want to refuse—
"Joan of Arc!" A thin and beautiful man (fog) in white armor suddenly broke in.
Jill de Ray. is his name.
It is not the caster Gill de Ray who is a hero, but the real human being with flesh and blood living in this French, who just died a few days after Joan of Arc died.
"Gill." Looking at the visitor, Joan of Arc couldn't help but smile.
"Joan of Arc! Is it really you? Are you not dead?" Jill, the living man, rushed up excitedly, but stopped a few meters away from Joan of Arc, looking at his saint excitedly, heartbrokenly, in disbelief.
"No, I'm dead, I'm dead on the stolen rack, Jill."
Buzz.
A blue passage appears in the hall.
Jill now didn't care about anything: "But, then why, are you here now, can't you, stay?"
Jin magic particles began to emit from Joan of Arc's body.
She chose to leave the stage and return to the throne of heroes.
"This is not OK, Jill."
"..." Jill de Ray lowered his head silently.
He stood up straight and saluted Joan of Arc, who had begun to dissipate.
"Saint Virgin, then, goodbye." He said solemnly with tears.
"Goodbye, Jill." Joan of Arc waved the French flag and bowed deeply to Jill. "Both me and you, there is a long way to continue walking. Let's leave it for now..."
The golden light fell, and Fujimaru Rika felt the breaking of the contract and was speechless.
"Come through the channel where Lingzi transfers quickly." Roman said to Fujimaru Rika.
"I understand, doctor." Fujimaru Rika nodded.
The heartless Simonetta took the lead in entering the spiritual transfer channel.
Lawrence nodded at Fujimaru Rika, then smiled at Camilla, and walked into the passage of Lingzi's transfer.
The big shield girl was waiting at the entrance of the Lingzi transfer passage.
Fujimaru Rika grabbed Camilla's hand.
Camilla looked at Fujimaru Rika.
"It's really... I lost to you." She suddenly smiled.
"Then, let me see, the young master of Chaldeans, let me see how far you can go on the road of saving human nature."
The two looked at each other.
"My goal is the end!" Fujimaru Rika's smile was extremely confident.
Camilla withdrew her gaze, smiled and walked into the passage of Lingzi's transfer.
To be continued...