Siegfried replied, then took a step forward, and said seriously to the smiling Martha:

"I am very grateful to Your Excellency for letting me go, but from the standpoint now, we can't be friends for the time being, so I'm sorry, Your Majesty Martha."

"Yeah, you're right too."

The expression on Martha's face gradually became serious, she glanced in the direction of little Joan of Arc, and continued:

"But I can't let you go here so easily. After all, I can't rest assured that I will leave that poor little guy in the care of you rough guys who don't know how to love."

Martha clenched the long stick in her hand, and suddenly, she actually held the long stick with both hands, pushed hard on her knees, and then broke her theoretical weapon.

Siegfried looked at her in surprise, and then said a little at a loss:

"Miss Martha, I understand your difficulties, but isn't it a little too much for you to let go of water?"

"Young Siegfried..."

Behind Siegfried, St. George had already covered his face in despair, and murmured:

"You don't know how dangerous you've gotten yourself into."

"Release water?"

Martha smiled, and then spread her fists into a fighting stance.

"No, this is the stance of me going all out! Weapons, but the saints gave me back then, let me be a prop for me to seal my own strength and suppress my own nature! Tarasque, are you ready? up!"

Accompanied by the call of the saint who subdued the dragon, Tarasque, the legendary evil dragon who caused disasters everywhere, spun down from the sky and landed in front of Siegfried.

"Maybe you are really stronger, but I'm sorry, Your Highness Martha..."

Siegfried slanted his pitch-black sword in front of him, and said to Martha:

"If the opponent is a Dragon Clan, I will not lose no matter what!"

Martha didn't speak, she bowed her body slightly, and with the pace of a boxer, unexpectedly, before Siegfried could react, she rushed in front of Siegfried, and punched Siegfried in front of him. Belly hit the past.

Relying on his possession of [Dragon Blood Armor], Siegfried was about to take this trick with his own treasure, but an unexpected situation happened.Mirda punched at close range, and when she was close to Siegfried, the [Dragon Blood Armor] did play a role, and a thin and tough light curtain resisted Mirda's fist.However, under the iron fist of the saint, the strength of this layer of light curtain seems to be as fragile as its thickness. After a glass-like crisp sound, [Dragon Blood Armor] was broken through from the front, Mal Da's fist sank deeply into Siegfried's abdomen.

"Wow!"

Siegfried was caught off guard and spat out a mouthful of blood. He looked at Martha in surprise and said:

"How is it possible? My [Dragon Blood Armor] was actually..."

Seeing Mirtha raising his fist again, Siegfried hastily made a move, and [Balmonk] in his right hand raised high, striking Mirtha forcefully.

pat.

Martha stretched out her hand and easily pressed against Siegfried's wrist, preventing Fei Ge's big sword from getting an inch in. Then she said to Siegfried who was close at hand:

"I heard that your weakness is in your back?"

Siegfried hadn't recovered yet, but he saw the earth turned upside down, and when he recovered, he had already been knocked down on the ground, and Mirta had already clamped his arms and sat on his back superior.This Christian saint is not only proficient in boxing, but also very good at wrestling skills.

At this time, even though Siegfried possessed sword skills close to God's Domain, he couldn't use it in this situation.If he had gone all out from the beginning, he would have said nothing about Martha's success, but Brother Fei is a kind person, and when he saw a woman throwing a weapon on the opposite side, his hands subconsciously stopped. It's a little hard.

This step of underestimating the enemy will cause him to lose everything.

"Tarasque! Hold him down for me!"

Martha ordered, and the dog-legged dragon next to her immediately stretched out her two front paws to help her hold Siegfried down. Then, the saint's iron fist raised high, and an "iron fist holy judgment" began.

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"It's miserable."

Dracula narrowed his eyes and commented.Siegfried over there seems to be near the end of his life, and it is estimated that the time to shout "I'm sorry" is not far away.On the other side, seeing that Gudazi didn't respond, and Emiya Kiritsugu who did have some spare time here also gave up his strategy of sneaking around behind and attacking the enemy.After seeing the scene where Martha and the two Joans started beating, he covered the eyes of his two daughters.

Gudazi, on the other hand, was standing on the flatbed cart, looking around the various battlefields, her other hand was groping back and forth on the back of her hand with two remaining Command Seals, preparing to give a Command Seal to a servant who was unable to support her. support.After going through a lot of things, this girl also clarified her position as the master, and she will no longer go out and mess around at will, but turn her attention to how to control the overall situation, command the battle, and support the servants.

Of course, this does not mean that she has lost the temper of holding her fist to greet King Arthur's face. When the situation develops to a certain point, this girl will still play in person.

This is a good thing for the master, because a master is not just relying on his own fists, otherwise the heroic spirit will lose its meaning.What Yu mainly learned is how to match heroic spirits on the battlefield and command operations so that they can play the greatest role as possible.

"Master Dracula, there is a fight here, you are still paying attention to others."

Wuzhi whispered to him.

"If there is anything you can't pay attention to, it's not like you can't beat it here."

Dracula shrugged, spread his hands and replied:

"Since we can pass the fight, it would be great if we paddle here to fight soy sauce."

"But the problem is, the other party doesn't seem to want to let us go..."

Wu Zhi looked at the strange person who was wearing a fur reindeer suit and carrying a parasol, walking towards this side, and said in a low voice.

Dracula looked at it, and sure enough, the opponent did not choose the side of the master Gudazi who was the key target of the battle, but instead chose Dracula's side, and I don't know what it thinks.

"Hey, can you understand me?"

Dracula decided to ask the guy opposite.

The puppet reindeer man nodded.

"Why did you come to me instead of the Master?"

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