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　Looking at the hand that she had dressed up to be almost identical to her own, the witch Joan of Arc was stunned.

　"I'll come back to defeat the witch. Okay?"

　The silver-haired girl gave the witch Jeanne in front of her a brilliant smile, just like the smile she had that night.

　The "heart" within the witch Jeanne d'Arc, which was supposed to have died long ago, began to beat again.

　"Ah... I'll be looking forward to it in this city..."

　The hand covered with the gauntlet rested on Sieg's outstretched hand. The next second, Joan of Arc felt something warm peck her face, like a bird.

　The next moment, the window of the confinement area was suddenly knocked open, and a strong gust of wind rushed into the room.

　Sieg's figure had disappeared, replaced by the light and shadow on the ground that continued to stretch.

　The witch Joan of Arc slowly walked to the window, and a flower made of lightning and fire, which was destroying the earth, came into her sight.

　The witch Joan of Arc reached out and touched the remaining warmth on her face, and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly.

　In the distant sky, a pitch-black dragon roared and flew towards the other side.

　The speed was so fast that even Fafnir couldn't make any effective reaction.

　But even so, that figure, as if slowed down, was imprinted directly into the heart of the witch Jeanne d'Arc. A tiny seed began to take root and sprout in the gap in her heart...

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　"There's no hostile reaction nearby. They must have kept their promise and not pursued us..."

　Romani Akiman looked at the data displayed on the screen and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

　"This is... a true Servant's battle..."

　There was no mercy or leniency at all, and every attack was made with the determination to kill the opponent.

　If the King Arthur we met in Fuyuki City showed mercy because he knew the shield...

　This time no one will show mercy to them.

　If it weren't for Mary, Mozart and Sigurd's suicidal threats, they would probably have died there.

　The morale of the Chaldea group became even lower when they thought of the silver-haired girl who was chatting and laughing with everyone just a few hours ago.

　Not only Mashu and Fujimaru Ritsuka had gloomy expressions, Jeanne's condition was even more serious than theirs. She seemed to have lost her soul and was being dragged numbly.

　"Um...are you guys okay?"

　Marie Antoinette and Mozart looked at each other.

　Originally, they had no general direction or plan, they were just looking for ways to survive.

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　Later, he helped them escape from the wyvern.

　Until the great battle between Sieg and the servants under the command of the witch Jeanne broke out.

　The power of magic made them change direction and head to Lasharitae, and then they saved the Chaldea group by chance.

　"Let's put that aside for now! Something with extremely high magical power is approaching you at a very high speed!"

　Romani Ajman had just relaxed for a few seconds when his heart immediately jumped into his throat again.

　The opponent's movement speed was so fast that even Chaldea's observation platform could not fully record it, and could only reproduce it intermittently.

　At the moment Romani Akiman finished speaking, Joan of Arc raised her gray face and looked at the black spot in the sky in the dazzling sunlight.

　The black dot paused for a moment, as if confirming its identity, then changed its direction and flew straight towards the place.

　The pitch-black shadow directly enveloped everyone. The blue-green lines on the chest emitted a faint fluorescent light, and the mouth seemed to be bursting with flames all the time.

　The dragon landed in front of everyone.

　"It seems like... this can't escape?"

　Mozart held the baton in his hand with a serious expression, the magic power in his body ready to be unleashed.

　Although he couldn't cause any substantial damage, with his Noble Phantasm, Requiem for Death, he could at least buy Mari and the Chaldea group some time to escape.

　The dragon lowered its head, and then its entire body began to shrink continuously, and finally turned into a human form again.

　The silver-haired girl still appeared in front of everyone wearing her blue and white dress.

　"Are you kidding..."

　Mozart's hand holding the baton froze in mid-air.

　"What a beautiful and artistic lady..."

　Before Mozart could finish his sigh, Joan of Arc rushed over and hugged the girl tightly, fearing that everything she saw was just an illusion.

　Sieg did not resist, but stood there quietly, allowing Joan of Arc to hold him tightly.

　"Ms. Zieger...are you okay?"

　After all, without a heart, even skills like combat continuation cannot restore a person to a complete state.

　"It doesn't matter... The Third Law doesn't just change the soul; changes to the body will also occur."

　"is that so..."

　Mash blinked, then looked at Romani Akiman on the other side of the screen.

　"Well... I'm not very clear about the records of the third law. But it seems that a similar effect exists..."

　Romani Ajman's fingers kept sliding across the screen, searching for relevant information.

　"But no matter what, it's good to be able to come back alive..."

　"yes..."

　Ritsuka Fujimaru also nodded, his eyes constantly moving back and forth between Jeanne who was holding Sieg and Mashu.

　"It's okay...Isn't it safe and sound?"

　Sieg reached out and patted Jeanne on the back, and the latter belatedly lowered her arm.

　However, the tear marks on her face and the slightly red eyes still exuded a hint of regret and sadness.

　Once again, she let the girl bear everything because of her own reasons.

　"It's fine..."

　As if sensing the inner thoughts of the person before him, Sieg smiled at Jeanne, and the magic circuits on his body emitted a soft light that enveloped everyone.

　The wounds inflicted on everyone during their previous escape were all recovering.

　By the time the light faded, basically all the wounds had healed, leaving only a few traces that needed to be resolved by the body on its own.

　As for the matter of the witch Joan of Arc, Sieg kept it completely secret and did not reveal any information to anyone.

　This was her promise and agreement to the witch Joan of Arc.

　"Then let's check the current situation first. We should be safe here. The nearby forest also has a spiritual vein. We can set up some magic to disrupt the enemy's pursuit."

　Romani Ajman fully performed his duties, constantly sorting out the situation for everyone and making some suggestions based on his own understanding and the team's situation.

　Most of these suggestions have been adopted.

　Soon everyone moved directly to the forest. Marie, Mozart and the Chaldeans built a temporary camp together, while Sieg and Jeanne patrolled the surroundings, set up warning magic and barriers, and cleared out hostile creatures.

　Therefore, the two of them also collected a lot of meat that could be used for consumption.

　As for those that could not be used or taken away, they were all completely turned into dust by the dragon breath released by Sieg.

　All work is proceeding in an orderly manner.

　"Um... Miss Mary, could you please help organize the bag that Miss Zig left here? There are a lot of things in it that we will need later..."

　Marie Antoinette's eyes suddenly

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　He looked at Mashu in disbelief.

　"You actually called me Miss Mary!?"

　There seemed to be doubt in the other party's tone, and Mashu looked at the queen in front of her in a panic.

　“Excuse me! Um…”

　The last time they said something wrong, they were greeted by Sieg's magic, but this time, they were greeted by Marie Antoinette's extremely happy smile.

　"That's not rude at all! I'm so happy—"

　The words of apology were suddenly interrupted.

　"The way you called me just now was so adorable that it made my heart blossom! Please, my lovely foreign lady! Can you please call me that from now on?"

　"Uh...what about that Lady Mary or Queen-like title?"

　"Absolutely not!"

　Marie Antoinette shook her head vigorously, then formed a large "cross" with her arms and pointed it at Mash.

　"No, absolutely not! It doesn't sound cute at all. It sounds more like a little lamb than Miss Mary!"

　"Isn't that Miss Meli?"

　Ritsuka Fujimaru scratched her side ponytail and complained aloud.

　"Yes! I'm here, I'm here! Nice to meet you, I'm Miss Mary!"

　Marie Antoinette raised her arm high as if calling a roll, and continued to move closer to Fujimaru Ritsuka.

　"A lady with a sharp mind is quite popular. Let me guess, are you quite popular?"

　Sieg tilted his head slightly as he watched the hat on Marie Antoinette's head swaying constantly as its owner rocked back and forth.

　The girl then suddenly remembered something and searched back and forth in her hair near her forehead. She successfully found two hairpins that had been eroded by the aftermath of the battle and were riddled with holes, as if they would break at any time.

　Sieg looked at the hairpin lying quietly in his hand, and suddenly felt a little envious of the Servant.

　But if I become a Servant... Jeanne and my sister will be sad...

　"Cards?"

　Mozart, who was supposed to be helping, somehow took advantage of the situation and came to Sieg's side, looking at the two scarred hairpins in her hands.

　"Well... a hairpin is just a carrier, a carrier of the other person's feelings. The emotions inside will not be destroyed by the carrier..."

　"Is that so?"

　Sieg tilted his head slightly and looked at Mozart.

　"Just do it. Something like a token of your thoughts is incredibly romantic..."

　As soon as he finished speaking, a flame burst out from Sieg's hand and enveloped the hairpin.

　Under the action of high temperature, the hairpins began to melt, gather, and finally became a ball of liquid.

　While controlling the temperature of the flame, Sieg divided the liquid into two parts, and then reshaped them into new hairpins.

　"You seem quite artistic...would you like to learn music from me?"

　"Forget about this... I'm not interested in music at the moment..."

　Sieg dispersed the flame in his hand and directly grasped the hairpin that was still steaming. Hot white air burst out directly from the gap in his fist.

　The moment the girl loosened her grip, the hairpin was given a new life.

　“It’s the thought that counts…”

　The girl murmured something and then pinned her hair back on.

　On the other side of the world, a hairpin identical to the one on the girl's head quietly fell onto the lawn.

　At the same time, on the other side, Fujimaru Ritsuka also successfully confirmed the area where the summoning circle could be established and began to set it up.

　After all, once a contract is signed, most of the magic power needed for the servant's actions will have to be provided by the master.

　At this time, Fujimaru Ritsuka was completely unable to supply enough magic power. Therefore, he could only use the summoning circle as a transfer, absorbing the magic power from the spiritual veins to supply magic power to the servants, so as to keep them in combat state.

　This was also one of the experiences they gained in Fuyuki City.