The android girl will not dream of the fairy knight sister

　"The evil dragon will eventually fall, cutting off all the light and shadow——"

　"World, it's sunset now!"

　"I'll shoot you down—Fantasy Greatsword: Balmung!"

　A blue-green torrent several levels higher than the one that shook the sky and tore the earth apart before enveloped everything.

　The ground was constantly rolling up and down like waves, and then it broke into blocks of different sizes, and the melted magma gushed out along the gaps between the stones.

　The huge familiar roared and waved its tentacles to block the terrifying attack.

　But the price is its own complete demise.

　Even though it only has the attribute of special attack against dragons, the power of Balmung cannot be underestimated.

　But all the sacrifices and casualties were meaningful to Gilles de Ray!

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　It doesn't matter how many servants and familiars are sacrificed!

　The Holy Grail is in his hands, and he can summon servants and familiars at will.

　All he had to do was to draw Ziglar to his side and let his holy maidens meet each other.

　As long as they could meet, his Holy Girl would definitely be completely resurrected, and then vent her hatred towards God Shen and the world.

　And now, he did it.

　As for the huge familiar that had died and the servants who were seriously injured to varying degrees, they had nothing to do with him.

　After all, if a tool breaks, you can always replace it with a new one, right?

　"My holy maiden! Your faithful servant, Gilles de Rais, now appears before you! Bringing with him the part of your feelings and memories that should not have vanished!"

　Sieg looked indifferently at the crazy yet pious Gilles de Rey, whose body was still covered in blood from the previous puncture.

　The next second, Balmung's sword roared again and slashed straight at Gilles de Rey who lowered his head.

　The next second, Vlad III's spear blocked Sieg's attack.

　"Zig! Kill Yu! Kill Yu!"

　His eyes, which had been somewhat dim before, had now regained some brightness, and he kept begging the girl in front of him to understand him again as he had in the past.

　But the body won't let it go.

　The body, endowed with the berserk attribute and using the Command Spell, only obeys the vampire Dracula instead of Flanders Tepesh.

　Sieg looked at Vlad who was constantly attacking him and slowly stretched out his hand.

　The dragon breath that burst out with all its might exceeded Vlad's reaction speed in his frenzied state, and almost instantly burned Vlad and the ground around him to ashes, leaving not even a trace of ash.

　"Gilles de Ray..."

　Sieg's very calm voice reached Gilles de Rais's ears.

　The next second, the whole person's figure completely disappeared, and then lightning and fire mixed together and made an angry roar.

　"My Holy Maiden! Jeanne! Why!? Haven't you already remembered my name?!"

　The only answer he got was an attack that would destroy everything.

　A black and purple flame suddenly burst out and collided with the lightning and dragon breath.

　The ground, which was already riddled with holes, was almost completely destroyed in this round of fighting.

　The original La Charité has been completely wiped out from this land called France.

　The city was replaced by a lake of magma that shouldn't have been there.

　The landforms have been completely rewritten, from endless plains to depressions filled with magma.

　Sieg reached out and grabbed the tip of the spear that pierced through the wall of fire and stabbed towards him.

　A black dragon was branded on the iris flag, and the jet-black headdress, silver-gray hair, and the face that was so familiar to Sieg were reflected in his eyes.

　The Dragon Witch, Jeanne, came before Sieg.

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　Please let me pass the trial.

　We Will Meet Again: 9. Confrontation

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　They looked at each other without saying a word, and they just stared at each other.

　"This is really beyond my expectation. Seven Servants, including me, besieged one person, and there were such casualties..."

　The witch Joan of Arc's original idea was actually very simple. With the magic that controlled dragons, she could force the opponent into a desperate situation and then use a little magic to snatch the opponent away from the "self" who made her unhappy.

　But now it seems that it is our side that is forced into a desperate situation.

　Vlad was completely eliminated by the flames, Dion lost his combat capability, and Martha, Camilla and Atalanta were all burned to varying degrees.

　"As a greeting for our first meeting, I am Jeanne d'Arc, the Dragon Witch Jeanne d'Arc."

　"Sieg, that's all."

　The Balmung in Sieg's hand was ready to go, and his eyes were looking vigilantly at the Black Joan of Arc in front of him.

　"Don't be so nervous..."

　A smile appeared on Black Joan of Arc's face.

　The next second, the evil dragon Fafnir roared and landed behind Sieg.

　Feeling the call of the blood in his body, Sieg subconsciously turned his head and looked at the evil dragon behind him.

　It was during this moment of relaxation that Jeanne activated her control magic.

　The Albion part feels nothing about it, but the Fafnir bloodline does.

　After all, the "Fafnir" before him was the evil dragon that obeyed the command of Jeanne d'Arc.

　My heart felt as if someone was holding it in their hand, and I had no strength at all.

　The hilt of Balmung's sword slowly slipped out of Sieg's hand and fell straight down from the air.

　After separating from Sieg, Balmung lost the support of magic and continued to transform into spirit particles and gradually disappeared.

　Zig's pupils suddenly shrank and he opened his mouth to say something.

　But unable to move.

　The heart is the most important organ for any living thing.

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　To exist.

　And now, her heart was firmly held by the Joan of Arc in front of her.

　Just like Siegfried's only weakness is his heart, her biggest weakness is his heart.

　Due to its own mysterious nature, Albion can directly ignore Jeanne's control magic, which is the highest level of magic that can even rival magic.

　But Siegfried's heart was not good.

　The blood of this heart flows from Fafnir, and he is not immune to the influence of Jeanne's magic of control.

　The mystery level is too low.

　As for the evil dragon phenomenon, it can even be said that any evil dragon can be Fafnir.

　Therefore, both myths have an evil dragon named Fafnir.

　Because their essence is the same, they are all "Fafnir".

　Although this weakness is not as fatal as Siegfried's back or Achilles' heel, and normally no one can threaten Fafnir's heart through Albion's skin.

　Although it was much better than Siegfried and Achilles, whose weaknesses were directly exposed on the outside, there were still natural enemies, such as a special type of existence - the witch Jeanne d'Arc's control magic.

　His heart was currently in the other person's hands, and the blood supply to his brain began to gradually decrease, causing his entire body to suffer from a decline in function.

　The vision in front of my eyes gradually became blurred, and the feeling of drowsiness was transmitted to the sensory system one after another.

　The girl does not have a function called "sleep", so she will never fall into a coma.

　Coma is a human's self-protection system. When the brain is subjected to a sensation that it cannot fully bear, it will forcibly disconnect from the body to protect itself, which is the so-called coma.

　What feeling has mankind never experienced since its birth?

　The girl is feeling everything.

　I felt my heartbeat gradually slow down and the blood flow in my body began to stagnate.

　At this moment, the witch Joan of Arc's smile completely turned into a smile of success.

　The golden pupils were imprinted on Sieg's already blurred vision.

　The next second, a black chain wrapped around Sieg's neck and suddenly tightened.

　In pan-human history, Albion dug a road that extended downwards and approached the inner sea of ​​the star in order to reach the inner side of the world, but he died of exhaustion.

　The larger the body, the more "oxygen" is needed for biological activities.

　Albion's death was not simply due to exhaustion.

　The Age of Gods faded, and the true ether and magic power in the air gradually decreased.

　And for Albion, true ether is the oxygen needed by modern living things.

　Everything seems to be a cycle of fate.

　Joan of Arc stretched out her gauntleted index finger and gently touched Sieg's heart.

　Indescribable feelings hit Sieg's brain wave after wave.

　The girl's mouth kept opening and closing, but due to the chains and her heart condition, she couldn't make any sound.

　His limbs quietly drooped down in compliance with the pull of gravity, and his eyes were already a little misty.

　That's it.

　This is how she completely destroys her "thoughts" and then establishes a "thought" centered on herself.

　"Jill, don't let anyone disturb me."

　Joan of Arc held the chain with one hand and pointed at Sieg's heart with the other, and without turning back, she gave orders to her loyal subordinate - Gilles de Rais.

　Gilles de Rais stood on the giant tentacle and bowed deeply to Joan of Arc.

　"Please rest assured, my holy girl. No one will disturb your recovery. I, Gilles de Ray, am risking everything!"

　The Spiral Codex in his hand emitted a strange light, and huge tentacles twisted and crawled out from the light, wrapping Jeanne and Sieg layer by layer, creating a space for the two of them where they would not be disturbed by anyone.

　"We already have the space... so the next step is..."

　Joan of Arc licked her lips, then placed the girl on the ground made of meat, and then she followed some of the movements (see the intervening post for anti-censorship).

　The next second, in the dim light, Sieg felt something soft and slightly cold pressing against him.

　I wanted to resist, but my body had no strength left.

　He couldn't concentrate on even the simplest release of magic power.

　Immediately afterwards, accompanied by a slight warmth, something broke through the girl's blockade and entered her mouth.

　The brain was no longer able to think after losing the blood and oxygen supply. The girl was now being manipulated like an exquisite living doll.

　The familiar smell on the other person completely destroyed the girl's remaining sanity. She successfully let go of her guard against the other person and let the other person go straight in.

　He was enveloped inside and out by the aura of Joan of Arc in front of him.

　The dragon-like characteristics began to gradually disappear.

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