The android girl will not dream of the fairy knight sister

　The oxygen and energy consumed by the body.

　The dark clothes on his body completely turned into spirit particles and disappeared, turning back into the blue and white dress he had worn before.

　However, this time, the girl's dress was no longer as pristine as before. Her white knee-high socks were stained with scarlet blood, and her white sleeves were dotted with red, while the blue had become darker.

　"From now on, you are mine, both as a human and as a dragon..."

　Joan of Arc slowly sat up from Sieg's body, wiped her lips with her fingers, and then swore to the girl in front of her with a hint of lingering feeling.

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　The noise coming from afar had subsided, but Chaldea and Joan of Arc still had no intention of stopping and continued to rush away from the battlefield.

　In an instant, it was as if he felt the situation of another self or Sieg.

　Joan of Arc suddenly stopped in her tracks.

　The combat boots directly scratched two grooves on the ground.

　There is something wrong.

　There was something wrong with this land from the beginning.

　Since the other party has summoned servants, there should be other servants on the human side who will respond to the summons.

　But...why do they have to be summoned at intervals and assigned to different locations?

　The city fell too quickly.

　Furthermore, the giant dragon that flashed by in the revelation just now was completely different from Sieg.

　Something unexpected has just happened.

　The next moment, the pitch-black dragon roared and took her master to directly reduce the distance between them to zero.

　The flag with the evil dragon printed on it kept fluttering in the sky, and countless wyverns densely covered the entire sky.

　"Ahh... How could something like this happen? I thought you guys had a pretty good relationship, but she's the only one left to hold all of us back?"

　The witch Joan of Arc looked at the golden figure with disdain, and she couldn't even stop smiling.

　"Hey, hey, hey, please—can you put a bowl of cold water on my face?! I'm really going crazy with joy!?"

　"Where's Sieg!?"

　Joan of Arc held the flagpole in her hand, with the tip of the gun pointing directly at the witch Joan of Arc who was standing on top of the dragon. Mash also stood in front of Fujimaru Ritsuka and raised the shield in her hand.

　"It's a shame, but she's already my plaything... But her name is actually Sieg? I also like that name..."

　The witch Joan of Arc answered Joan of Arc's question with a smile, then she exerted a little force on the hand holding the chain and pulled the girl who had been behind her into her arms.

　"What did you do to Miss Zieger!?"

　Mashu looked at the familiar figure in the arms of the witch Jeanne in disbelief.

　"Did what? She's asking me what I did!? Hahaha! Jill? Did you hear that? She's asking me what I did to her!?"

　"My holy girl, I certainly heard the blasphemous words coming out of the mouth of this unreasonable villain before me—"

　Gilles de Rais abandoned the physiological function of the eyes, and all observations were carried out with the light and color of the soul.

　Although the soul of the golden-haired Joan of Arc before him shone, it was stained with a layer of dirty light.

　This kind of soul is not what his saint girl should have! This is a provocation to Gilles de Rais! It is a blasphemy against Joan of Arc!

　The witch Joan of Arc laughed without any scruples, while Sieg in her arms swayed like a doll with her movements.

　"I'm dying of laughter at this ridiculous scene! What on earth is this poor little girl? And this country can only rely on such people? It's really—"

　The witch Zhendra lengthened her voice and her eyes became increasingly cold.

　"It deserves to be destroyed."

　"What on earth did you do to her!?"

　Joan of Arc questioned her dark self loudly.

　"What did you do? I'm the Dragon Witch! The Dragon Witch who controls evil dragons!"

　Joan of Arc's pupils shrank suddenly.

　She now finally understood what was wrong.

　Sieg wasn't the type to be manipulated. But what if the dragon part was being manipulated?

　Siegfried's Heart!

　The blood of Fafnir flows within.

　Then the giant dragon before us...

　"It seems you finally understand, my other self."

　The witch Joan of Arc hugged Sieg and rested her chin on the girl's shoulder. Her eyes were full of pride and provocation, like a child who had snatched someone else's toy.

　"I control Fafnir, so I control her as well. It's that simple."

　As if asserting her sovereignty, the witch Joan of Arc fiddled with the exquisite "doll" in her arms, leaving a "mark" that belonged only to her on the "doll" named Sieg.

　"bump!"

　The dirt flew everywhere due to the recoil, and the tip of the gun, emitting a cold light, shot straight towards the witch Joan of Arc.

　The witch Joan of Arc turned a blind eye to this and continued to play with the girl in her arms.

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　Fafnir waved his claws at the golden figure.

　A huge crash sounded and Joan of Arc flew back at a speed several times faster than before, stirring up a cloud of dust above the ground.

　Dragon species are the pinnacle of fantasy species. Although Fafnir as a dragon species does not rank among the top echelon, it is the undisputed leader of evil dragons in the echelon of evil dragons. Not every servant can challenge it.

　The scorching dragon breath gathered in its mouth, ready to be released at any time.

　"Ms. Jeanne!?"

　Mashu raised her shield and continuously mobilized the magic power in her body. The Command Seals in Fujimaru Ritsuka's hand also began to emit light.

　The rescue team was in dire straits.

　"Let them go... I'll go with you..."

　Just as the two sides were on the verge of a fight, Sieg's weak voice reached everyone's ears.

　The witch Joan of Arc looked in disbelief at the light bursting out from Sieg's chest in her arms.

　"Although I don't have much strength...but I can still mobilize the magic power to take you with me..."

　"Your heart—"

　Sieg raised the corners of her mouth with difficulty, and bright red blood dripped from the corners of her mouth, staining the white clothes on her chest red.

　"It's just my heart... I can still hold on for a while even if I lose it... What's your choice..."

　The positions of the two sides were reversed again.

　"My holy girl! Why are you still willing to sacrifice your own life to save this country abandoned by the gods!?"

　The shining soul burst forth with brilliance once more, attracting Gilles de Rais's tear-blurred sight.

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　Let me pass the review, there is really nothing (see the post)

　We Will Meet Again: 10. "Joan of Arc"

　Since the whole body will be affected once the heart is controlled, it is better to simply disconnect the heart from the body.

　The red dragon eyes looked straight up at the witch Joan of Arc above his head, and the corners of his mouth kept rising.

　Blood dripped down drop by drop.

　It's just that the heart is gone... It's just a fatal injury...

　When facing a natural enemy, you have to risk everything to escape or fight back, right?

　Although he had severed the connection between his heart and body and regained control of his body, he had cancelled it too late, so the magic power and strength he could mobilize were limited.

　But if she wanted to take the witch Joan of Arc with her alone on the journey, she could still do it.

　But she couldn't do that.

　The madman Gilles de Rais of the Caster class is still there, and Jeanne's combat capability has declined significantly. The strength between Mash and Jeanne is not much different.

　Moreover, Atalanta's long-range sniping alone could wear them down to death.

　Qi Ge had no choice but to attack Wei to save Zhao.

　"Choose... go with me or let them go..."

　Sieg kept breathing heavily, his hands tightly grasping the absolute domain above the witch Joan of Arc's black over-the-knee socks.

　His vision was already blurred due to the previous lack of oxygen and ischemia, and now after he disconnected his heart, he was completely plunged into darkness.

　The strength in my hands is gradually disappearing.

　She could only gamble.

　The remaining energy in the brain was no longer able to support the girl's thinking.

　"You guys are lucky to have come back alive, the idiot saint and the poor little girl and her master..."

　Witch Jeanne d'Arc spoke with a stern face to the Chaldean group and Jeanne d'Arc who had just stumbled out of the pit.

　"Walk..."

　My vision has completely returned to darkness, and my body's various functions are declining.

　"Jill."

　The witch Joan of Arc looked at Gilles de Rais, who was wailing with tears in his eyes, and he immediately understood what she meant.

　The Spiral Codex in his hand burst out with a strange light that enveloped Sieg.

　Sieg's body suddenly froze, and an indescribable beeping sound reached her ears. Her heart began to beat again at a very low frequency - a frequency that ensured that the girl could survive without being able to resist.

　The next moment, crystals suddenly appeared and covered the surroundings, blocking the sight of the witch Joan of Arc and her group.

　Fafnir roared and shattered all the crystals.

　But the people in front of him had already completely disappeared, and no one knew where they had gone.

　"He ran away..."

　Witch Joan of Arc frowned and spoke with some displeasure.

　The hand covered with the gauntlet directly grasped the girl's extremely slender and fragile white neck and lifted up the girl who was a little unconscious due to the murmur.

　"It seems...my belongings aren't so obedient..."

　The hand that was pinching the girl's neck exerted a little force. Sieg struggled subconsciously for a moment, and then his body returned to calm.

　The feeling of suffocation surged into my mind like a tide, wave after wave.

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　The lewd music in my ears is constantly telling some blasphemous words.

　The darkness before my eyes still showed no sign of dissipating.

　The girl was taken back to the dormitory by her new owner as a doll.

　-

　"So... where do I start?"

　Looking at the girl who was thrown on the bed by her without any response, with only a few breaths still reporting her life signs, the witch Joan of Arc showed a look of joy.

　Although I can't directly kill myself who looks so naive.

　But there's something special about completely destroying her belongings and making them your own, isn't there?

　Thinking of this, Witch Joan of Arc smiled and reached out her hand to Sieg who was still unconscious lying on the bed.

　In a daze, Sieg felt something cold sliding back and forth on his body.

　When the girl finally regained her sanity and her vision refocused, she realized belatedly that her original blue and white dress had been replaced with a set of clothes similar to Joan of Arc's.