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

“That’s why I’m here,” Lawrence smiled, “patting his head.”

Mashu hesitated for a moment, then did as she was told.

"Now touch your belly again."

"Then touch your feet."

She looked at the stunned Mashu: "Tell me, what did you touch? Who are you?"

“I am... Mash Kyrielight.”

"Yes, so why doubt yourself?"

Mashu stood there, stunned.

Yes, why should I doubt myself?

“You are yourself, your personal name is Mash Kyrielight, a young woman in the prime of her life.” Lawrence smiled quietly.

"So please don't shift your focus to other people, because when you look back, you might find..."

"You are the one who shines the brightest."

Mashu suddenly felt that her identity and her existence were not so powerless after all.

The girl named Mash Kyrielight became slightly more confident.

They also became bolder.

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Chapter 262 Forward, Orleans is just ahead.

At noon on the second day, the team that had gone out to find new Servants finally returned.

However, as expected, Mary was nowhere to be seen, and Kiyohime also fainted.

The unconscious Kiyohime was trapped inside the Iron Maiden by Camilla. The other Heroic Spirits, Jeanne d'Arc, Camilla, and another male Heroic Spirit whom they had never seen before, were all injured.

Lawrence rushed over and took the unconscious Kiyohime from Camilla's arms.

Fujimaru Ritsuka asked anxiously, "What happened?"

Joan of Arc found a place to sit down and sighed, "We found this heroic spirit in a city to the southeast..."

Giorgios's expression was sorrowful: "I'm so sorry, it has caused such consequences..."

"Master, Mary, she..." Jeanne asked cautiously.

Fujimaru Ritsuka remained silent and nodded.

Joan of Arc closed her eyes with a touch of sadness.

“In that city, we found Mr. Georgios, but at the time, Mr. Georgios was fighting against the enemy's berserk swordsman, D'Eon,” Jeanne d'Arc recounted.

"So that knight's name was D'Eon..." Georgios sighed. "I was no match for him. Just when I was about to be defeated, these people and the queen arrived and saved me."

"...Mary chose to stay behind, probably around that time..." Joan of Arc's eyes were filled with tears, but she forcibly controlled them and did not let them fall.

“…I understand.” Fujimaru Ritsuka’s expression was sorrowful.

The departure of a companion is always accompanied by a sad melody, and at this very moment, Mozart is still playing the piano at the top of the tower.

After a long silence, Fujimaru Ritsuka asked, "What happened to Kiyohime and the injuries on your bodies?"

Joan of Arc shook her head: "On the way back, we encountered a horde of wyverns..."

“There were five or six hundred wyverns in that group. Although we can handle a single wyvern, or even ten wyverns, with ease,” Jorcos said, clutching his arm, his injuries aggravated by the two consecutive battles. “But… even if we fight with all our might, we cannot handle that number of wyverns.”

"In the end, Lady Kiyohime unleashed her Noble Phantasm, scaring away a large number of wyverns, but she herself was also seriously injured..."

Lawrence is using his healing magic to heal Kiyohime.

Before long, Kiyohime's external injuries had healed considerably.

"Master, may I come over here now?" Lawrence called out towards the castle.

Fujimaru Ritsuka walked over: "Miss Lawrence, what is it?"

"I have treated Kiyohime's injuries. The main problem now is that Kiyohime's magic power is almost completely depleted and needs to be replenished."

"I understand." Fujimaru Ritsuka nodded and took Kiyohime's soft, boneless hand in hers.

Physical contact between Master and Servant is an effective way to replenish mana, and of course there are better ways, but I dare not write them down.

Mashu was helping Camilla, whose injuries were less severe, pour water.

Lawrence's magic power was quite abundant. After healing Kiyohime, Lawrence quickly found Georgios, whose injuries were less severe.

"Leave the treatment to me," Lawrence said with a smile, his hands glowing with magical light.

Giorgios didn't refuse, but simply nodded: "Please."

Lawrence continued to perform his healing magic.

Heal Kiyohime, Georgios, Jeanne d'Arc, and Camilla one by one.

"Thank you for your hard work, Miss Lawrence," Mashu said, massaging Fujimaru Ritsuka's shoulders.

"My arms are just a little sore, I'm actually fine," Ritsuka said, without refusing Mashu's massage.

After such a long day, both Lawrence and Fujimaru Ritsuka were exhausted, but Lawrence was even more tired.

Simonetta, who had been awake for a while, was dozing off against her.

Simonetta isn't very bright; she doesn't need to think much, as long as she can fight.

Everyone went to sleep, and Fujimaru Ritsuka decided not to go out anymore, but to rest and recuperate in the castle for the time being.

Once all the Servants have finished recovering.

That was the time to march on Orleans.

......

Similar to the Chaldea side's reaction, all the Servant units in Orleans, where Jeanne Alter was located, tacitly returned to the castle in Orleans.

Sangsong sat on the battlements of the city wall, looking disgusted.

"He wasn't killed by me... but willingly covered for those insignificant bastards, and then died at the hands of that pretentious knight..."

His eyes were bloodshot, like those of a raging beast: "Mary...Mary! You must die by my hand! Why! Why! Why!"

"..." After a brief silence, Sangsong exhaled. "Then, let me see just what kind of bastards you're willing to risk your life to protect..."

"However, since it's you, even if you don't die by my hand, your death will still be incredibly beautiful and magnificent..."

Jeanne Alter sat in the main seat of the castle and asked D'Eon, "So the queen has already left the stage?"

Dion replied calmly, "Yes."

"...So what if he's dead?" Jeanne Alter faced the knight, sensing that D'Eon was somewhat different from before, but she didn't pay it any mind.

"Continue searching for my white-clad followers," Jeanne Alter casually ordered. "The second maintenance on Fafnir is almost complete. This time, we must..."

The beautiful knight didn't say a word, but deep sorrow was hidden in his eyes.

What could be worse or more painful than having a knight kill his own queen?

You are a puppet devoid of intelligence and self; you appear to be the master controlling the threads, but in reality...

I will be by your side waiting for the day you self-destruct...

......

Two days later, Kiyohime and Georgios finally recovered.

Jordius and Fujimaru Ritsuka signed a temporary contract, and St. George, understanding the situation and feeling guilty, knew what he should do.

Fujimaru Ritsuka glanced at her own Servants.

Mashu, Lawrence, Joan of Arc, Camilla, Martha, Elizabeth, Kiyohime, Simonetta, Mozart, Giorgios.

“Mary…” Mozart, though he kept saying he had lost his passion for that woman, now…

Mash and Lawrence exchanged a glance, then both looked at Fujimaru Ritsuka.

Senior, Miss Lawrence... I will definitely do my best!

Roman looked at Fujimaru Ritsuka, who was not tall but incredibly upright, and couldn't help but smile.

Ritsuka's expression was serious: "I won't say any more..."

"The final battle lies ahead, the repair of the singularity, the correction of history..."

"Set off."

"Our goal is Orleans."

Everyone nodded.

Then, he took his first steps toward the battlefield of the decisive battle.

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Chapter 263 Joan of Arc. Black Joan of Arc.

“Holy Virgin, it seems our adversary has begun to disregard everything and is determined to come here, to this dragon capital of Orleans,” Gilles de Rais said loudly, his eyes still bulging strangely today, making one want to poke them.

But Jeanne Alter no longer had the heart to gouge out eyes.

She sat on the throne, lost in thought.

What am I feeling right now?

Should we look forward to it, or...be afraid?

"Where are our Servants?" Jeanne Alter asked.

“They haven’t gone out yet; they’re still in Orleans for the time being,” Gilles de Rais replied respectfully.

"...What about Fafner's condition?"

"We are ready to go into battle."