In order to become a Heroic Spirit, I had no choice but to cause trouble in history.

Lawrence looked at the vampire servant and remained silent for a while.

“You are… Simonetta?” she asked tentatively.

"Yes, I'm Simonetta. Don't you recognize me, Sister Harley?" Simonetta looked up at Lawrence's eyes, which were brimming with tears, as if she was about to burst into tears at any moment.

Lawrence remained silent for two seconds as he looked at the girl named Simonetta.

With a long sigh, Lawrence smiled and gently stroked Simonetta's hair: "Of course I know her, how could I not know lovely Simonetta?"

“But… Simon, I’m not your sister Harley.” Lawrence’s eyes dimmed.

She definitely knows Simonetta.

Simonetta was the first failure in her medical career.

It was because of that failed house call that she truly realized how frivolous and foolish she had been, and began to formally study anatomy and the human body.

“But you look like Harley Quinn…” Simonetta’s class is Berserker, and her age is different from the Simonetta we actually saw when she was 15 years old and on her deathbed. She looks younger.

“…Then, I’ll be Sister Harley.” Lawrence smiled helplessly and patted Simonetta’s head.

"Hehe, that's more like it, right? Sister Harley is definitely Sister Harley." Simon laughed happily.

“Miss Lawrence…” Fujimaru Ritsuka keenly sensed that Lawrence’s nature didn’t seem very good.

Mash, holding Fujimaru Ritsuka's hand, said, "Senpai, let me explain..."

Mashu knew a lot about history and explained it to Fujimaru Ritsuka. But what was strange this time was that on the other side of Fujimaru Ritsuka, there was a girl in a blue kimono sitting there, her face flushed, tugging at the corner of Fujimaru Ritsuka's clothes. It was unclear what she was thinking.

"Lady Anchin...it's Lady Anchin's scent...but why is it a girl...? Never mind, Lady Anchin, Lady Anchin...hehehe..."

Kiyohime muttered to herself.

Fujimaru Ritsuka is still learning about the story of the Lawrences and Simonetta from Mashu.

On the other side, Camilla and Elizabeth were glaring at each other.

"Ugh... Why did they suddenly lock me up like that! It hurts so much!" the victim complained.

Camilla: I don't just want to hurt you, I want to stab you back to the Throne of Heroes!

“I didn’t recognize you,” Camilla tried to mislead.

"Ugh!!! What nonsense are you talking about! Doesn't it hurt your heart to hurt such a cute idol?!"

"hehe."

"Tch, I absolutely, absolutely, absolutely! I would rather die than become a bastard like you!" Elizabeth roared angrily.

Marie, Mozart: Brilliant! Brilliant!

"To think that two phases of the same person could be summoned... that's truly a rare phenomenon," the doctor remarked, sipping coffee as he sat in Chaldea.

“Although rare, it’s not entirely unrecorded.” Leonardo da Vinci stood to the side, watching the images projected on the screen.

"But what amazes me even more is this wonderful fate." She maintained a smile throughout. "Becoming a Heroic Spirit, this is the best part, continuing the bond from our previous lives."

Roman knew what she meant, paused for a moment, and then replied with a smile, "Ah, indeed."

Simonetta completely mistook Lawrence for Harley Quinn, and kept tugging at Lawrence's clothes to complain.

Most of them are things like: "This place is so desolate, there are monsters everywhere." "I can't find Giuliano." "I miss you so much, it's been so long." That's the kind of thing.

Lawrence seemed to have truly become Harley Quinn, maintaining her smile and quietly listening to the little girl's complaints.

When Simonetta first arrived in Florence from her hometown, she was taken in by Harley for a long time. Harley and Simonetta were not only sisters but also best friends, and they had a very good relationship. They were both very beautiful.

Unfortunately, those two...

Simonetta died of tuberculosis at the age of 15, ending her nascent happy life just a few months after her marriage.

Harley Quinn needs no further introduction...

This is probably what they mean by "beauty is often short-lived".

The reason Simonetta appeared here disguised as a vampire servant is due to a widely circulated but misleading legend.

After Simonetta's death, her husband, Giuliano, Lorenzo's brother and the administrator of Florence, was so grief-stricken that he mourned Simonetta every day at his residence.

The prolonged grief had made Giuliano's cries hoarse and eerie.

The servants and passersby who heard the strange sound all thought that Giuliano was planning some kind of evil ritual.

It got increasingly absurd after that, and the final version was roughly as follows:

Because Giuliano loved his wife so much, he firmly believed that she was not dead, and he collected a large amount of blood to resurrect Simonetta using an evil ritual.

However, the resurrected Simonetta became a vampire. Although she still retained her memories from her previous life, she bit her beloved husband to death and disappeared into the night sky.

Giuliano's death shortly afterward seemed to confirm this legend, and thus the story has been passed down to this day.

Therefore, Simonetta is an "innocent monster," a "servant" created based on legend.

Elizabeth and Camilla: Probe.

Jeanne and Mashu sat together, looking at Lawrence, and remarked with admiration, "No matter what, Miss Lawrence always gives off a completely gentle feeling. Even though she seemed difficult to get along with at first..."

“Yes, Miss Lawrence, um... I feel a lot like... Mom?” Mashu pondered, drawing her own conclusion.

Fujimaru Ritsuka:?

As Fujimaru Ritsuka wondered if someone else had seen her embarrassing behavior the night before, Lawrence led Simonetta over and said, "Master, I've spoken with Simonetta, and she's willing to sign a contract with you as your Servant."

Simonetta nodded vigorously.

Kiyohime leaned in: "Me too! Me too!"

Elizabeth looked left and right, her face slightly flushed, and coughed twice: "Then, I'll sign a contract with you too. You have to be my agent properly, okay?"

Fujimaru Ritsuka was in a flurry of activity as she signed contracts with the three Servants.

Martha, who had been left out, finally rubbed her eyes and sat up.

And so, our dear Saintess saw vampires, dragons, and snakes.

Martha: ......

She lay back down.

I must have woken up in the wrong position. Let's try again.

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Chapter 254 The Intelligence Brought by the Dragon Knight

"Ah, I see." Martha trembled, her face flushed, and bowed deeply to Kiyohime, Simonetta, and the two dragon girls. "I'm so sorry I judged you by your appearance. You are all heroes who have protected human history. I was so rude. I'm so sorry!"

"Heroes of human history... I feel idols suit me better." Elizabeth scratched her cheek and said with a smile, "Besides, you didn't need to apologize."

For some reason, Kiyohime stuck to Fujimaru Ritsuka's side, and Fujimaru Ritsuka couldn't shake her off, making Mashu a little wary.

Camilla didn't say anything. She had long since become indifferent to her vampire identity, but she was indignant about being inexplicably accused of murdering young girls.

Camilla and Elizabeth represent two periods, two sides of the same person.

They share the same memories, but their perspectives are completely different, and their attitudes towards each other are also different.

Elizabeth knew that was her future, and she felt sympathy and sorrow, but she absolutely refused to become Camilla.

Camilla, on the other hand, disdains Elizabeth, who is innocent, carefree, and prone to loneliness, and whose childlike nature is quite evident in her expression of disgust.

Joan of Arc's eyes sparkled as she took Martha's hands in hers: "Miss Martha, you are so dazzling that I can't help but admire you!"

"Huh? Huh?" Martha was a little taken aback by Joan's enthusiasm.

"Oh dear, I forgot to introduce myself. My real name is Joan of Arc." Realizing her rudeness, Joan of Arc blushed and took a step back, mimicking Lawrence's curtsy.

“Completely different from the one in black. I know you, Joan of Arc, the savior of France, a person favored by God like me. It’s a pleasure to meet you and become your partner on this occasion.” Martha’s every move was gentle, after all, she was a saint.

“Mmm!” Joan of Arc seemed very happy.

Martha sighed.

It is precisely because one can think that one can remember more. How could such a pure and steadfast saintly lady be corrupted by that darkness and become a demon who slaughtered all of France?

Fujimaru Ritsuka walked over: "How are you feeling, Miss Martha? If there's anything else that's bothering you, you can ask Miss Lawrence to take a look."

"Ah, no, Master. I feel fine now. It's just that Tarasque hasn't recovered yet, so I can't ride for you. I'm very sorry." Martha accepted the fact that her Master had changed very naturally and was very happy.

“Summon Tarasque,” ​​Lawrence laughed. “My real name is Lawrence, and I’m a doctor. Conceptual healing is also useful for summoned creatures.”

“Really? Cough cough... That’s wonderful, thank you so much, Miss Lawrence.” Martha stood up excitedly, then, as if realizing she had lost her composure, she returned to her previous gentle saintly demeanor from her jubilant expression.

Finding an open space, Martha summoned Tarasque, the armored dragon and son of Leviathan, who was also her rider.

Although Tarasque recovered somewhat from her injuries due to Martha's spirit origin being repaired, she still lay listlessly on the ground, her turtle-like shell on her back riddled with huge cracks—the tearing effect caused by Martha's Noble Phantasm. As a familiar-type character, Tarasque was not strong enough to withstand the released Noble Phantasm.

Lawrence touched Tarask, who resembled a giant tortoise: "While this won't completely cure you, it will make you feel a little better."

Lawrence condensed a small vial of gem potion in her palm and poured it onto Tarasque's wound.

This medical magic, unique to Lawrence, has a good therapeutic effect, but it is only good; and continuous use in a short period of time will not produce a repeatable cure.

Tarasque's carapace on his back healed, and the wounds on his limbs and tail disappeared.

It is not very big. From its appearance, including the tail, it is only the length of two or three people. Moreover, its length is mostly its body cavity, with the head and tail accounting for a very small proportion. It is very wide, and it really looks like a big turtle with the head of a wild beast.

"Thank you, doctor who healed me." Tarask was quite polite and thanked Lawrence.

“We’re on the same side now, no need to thank me.” Lawrence patted the shell on Tarasque’s back.

Simonetta seems to be a bit slow on the uptake due to the Berserker's "Berserk" state, but he's quite mischievous and has already climbed onto Tarasque's back to play.

"To be able to turn a dragon into a good person, Miss Martha truly deserves to be called a saint." Mashu smiled as she watched this heartwarming scene.

Martha blushed slightly and scratched the back of her head: "Hehe, no, it's all God's love..."

“Miss Martha, you just said that in Orleans, although you were forcibly put into a berserk state, you still retained a sliver of rationality, right?” Fujimaru Ritsuka asked.

"That's right, we hope to learn some intelligence about the enemy so that we can formulate future strategies." Roman's voice came through, and a small screen appeared with a friendly smile.

Having been summoned here and understanding the current situation, Martha naturally nodded: "I understand."

She found a wall to sit on and looked intently at Fujimaru Ritsuka: "The information I'm about to tell you might shake your confidence."

"No," Fujimaru Ritsuka replied quickly and firmly.