The immortal death knight failed to achieve the ending of the heroic spirit

Chapter 256 Assault Girl and Ice Cube Girl

The flagpole of the battle flag is covered with large areas of scorched black marks, and there are several spots of scorched yellow on the flag depicting the entrenched dragon. It is conceivable how harsh the battle Joan of Arc Alter has just experienced.

Archer from Shinjuku, the man who wields modern firearms, is obviously one of the top three knights of the bow, but he uses the means of Assassin. If she was not accidentally shot in the abdomen, how could she be forced into such a situation.

The sea of ​​flames released by her Noble Phantasm temporarily isolated Archer in Shinjuku. Jeanne Alter's gaze quickly swept across the surrounding environment, and all possible evacuation routes were blocked.

- Tap.

The sound of trampling footsteps and the sound of flames scorching the air complement each other.

"hateful."

She held the battle flag and looked towards the direction where the sound came from, which was currently surrounded by wriggling flames.

Under Jeanne Alter's surprised eyes, the sea of ​​flames seemed to be split by an invisible sharp blade at high speed, and a figure stepped out from the orange flames.

'It's not Archer, depending on the clothes - it should be Caster. '

Narrowing her eyes vigilantly, Jeanne Alter was just about to speak when she saw the other party stretch out a finger to her lips, and compared her with a gesture of silence.

A gust of wind passed between the two of them, bringing up a wave of heat, and the sea of ​​flames that cut off Joan of Arc Alter's back was instantly torn open a narrow gap.

"Go to National Highway No. [-]."

Amidst the raging fire and the howling wind, Joan Alter wasn't sure if she really heard the voice.

Joan of Arc raised her eyebrows, and she took a deep look at the figure standing behind the orange flame - Joan of Arc was sure that she had never seen this figure in Shinjuku before.

But right now it's out of control.

She supported her body and quickly got into the gap.

……

Her body had already reached its limit, if she hadn't been a Servant—no, it should be said that only now as a Servant, she could keep walking down the street with the so-called illusory will.

National Highway No. [-].

Joan of Arc Alter walked on this endless street that stretched as far as the eye could see. Her body gradually felt cold from the scorching at the beginning to this moment. At this moment, her will seemed to be exhausted at last.

At a certain moment, Joan of Arc Alter only felt that the scene in front of her was blurred, and her body finally collapsed forward uncontrollably.

But her face did not feel the cold touch of hitting the ground.

She seemed to fall into someone's arms.

Joan of Arc Alter was a little surprised, and when she raised her eyes slightly, she caught a glimpse of a delicate but indifferent pretty face.

——It’s the ice cube girl, she has had a few encounters with her, although it’s not very pleasant

"This kind of hard touch is not as comfortable as letting me fall to the ground."

Although she said so, Jeanne Alter closed her eyes in a relaxed manner. Although she was unwilling to admit it, she knew that this was a trustworthy character.

But before she could close her eyes, the feeling of weightlessness came one after another.

"Really, then you just lie on the ground forever."

This time, Joan of Arc Alter's face hit the ground firmly, and Artoria Alter sneered unflinchingly in her ear.

"Ice Cube Girl! What are you doing!"

"It's just to satisfy your stupid wish." Just by turning sideways, Artoria Alter easily avoided Joan of Arc Alter's pounce. She looked down at Joan of Arc Alter lying on the ground with an angry face in a condescending posture: "As a servant with a Master, I just obeyed orders habitually. After all, I am a servant with a Master, and I have a Master."

"Why do you have to repeat it three times! The flat-chested ice cube girl!" Joan of Arc Alter supported her body and climbed up without knowing where the strength came from. She grabbed the shoulder of Fujimaru Lixiang who was treating her: "You are signing the contract Can you accept some reliable servants during the contract, such as your shield envoy—hey? Why didn't you see her this time?"

Fujimaru Tatsuka pushed away Joan of Arc Alter, who was almost attached to her body, explaining, "Mashu is temporarily resting for some reason."

"Rest—that's really a pity." Feeling the pain in her abdomen gradually calmed down under the nourishment of the healing magic, Joan of Arc Alter squinted her eyes and recalled the sneak attack of Shinjuku Archer: "Ah, if I was with that little girl back then... If so, I wouldn't lose so casually."

"Hey, Assault Girl. The servant possessing that child is Galahad, that is to say, she is also my subordinate." Arturia Alter stared at Jeanne Alter's face that was half or half like her own. Ce Cedi said: "Poaching is forbidden."

"Huh? I didn't expect that you, an ice girl, would be so emotional, but don't you have enough subordinates?" Jeanne Alter looked around pointedly, and Mohegan was hiding in the shadows. Head gangster: "I thought you would have all these things under your command."

The bastards retreated into the shadows cowering at the sight of Jeanne Alter.

"Look clearly, they are my little brothers."

It was a rough male voice that spoke, and just hearing the voice was enough to imagine the character of this person.

That was Menechel.

At this moment, she looked at Joan of Arc Alter with extremely displeased eyes: "I always feel that there is an offensive smell coming from your body."

"It's you, right—the smell is disgusting. Or do you mean that all the followers of the Phantom Devil Alliance have this kind of thing." Jeanne Alter raised the battle flag in her hand: "It's just right, your hatred of me Haven't reported yet."

Arturia Alter was a little puzzled, she habitually tilted her head: "Have you met her?"

Menechel took half a step back to separate herself from Altria Alter.

"At that time, seeing her wandering around in my territory made my subordinates miserable, so I lured her to Rider's territory."

"Stop, stop." Seeing that Joan of Arc Alter was about to quarrel with another follower, Fujimaru Tateka hurriedly stood up to mediate, she looked at Joan of Arc Alter and comforted her: "M... um, Berserker is temporarily considered Our allies, if there is any dispute, let's wait until all the enemies are resolved."

Joan of Arc Alter twitched the corners of her mouth. Looking at Berserker's indifferent and insolent smile and Artoria Alter's high-ranking ice face, she felt infinite anger in her heart, and she felt that the pair of dogs and men regarded her as a fool.

"For your sake, Master." But looking at Fujimaru Tachika's hopeful eyes, Joan Alter still suppressed the veins popping up on her forehead. She took a deep breath to stop the burning flames on the flag, but her mouth The online rebuttal did not give in at all: "But although I know that you can subdue all kinds of followers, it's better to stay away from guys like this who behave suspiciously and obviously have ulterior motives as soon as possible."

"Don't say that, it took Berserker a lot of effort to find you so quickly."

As one of the phantom demon alliance entrenched in this city, although it has rebelled, some legacy is still there.

For example, the gangsters of National Highway No. [-] who have been living in his shadow have become Berserker's eyes and ears for intelligence under the control of fear and depravity.

"Fujimaru Rika."

At this time, Menechel suddenly said: "My subordinates said that Rider is approaching this way."

Thinking of Rider in Shinjuku, Fujimaru Tachika's complexion changed: "How far is it from here?"

"It's too late to escape, get ready to fight."

The wolf howl sounded at the right time.

And in the scene where a group of gangsters are running away in a hurry, Arturia Alter suddenly turned her head.

Judging from the fear of Rider shown by those gangsters, it doesn't look like they will rush to report information at all.

Speaking of which, Berserker was always leading the way in the process of searching for Joan of Arc Alter, and I have never seen these so-called subordinates come to guide the way.

——So, how did he get the information?
　Then it will be updated on Wednesday or even Thursday

　　
　
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