The android girl will not dream of the fairy knight sister

　There must be...

　What other secrets?

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　We Will Meet Again: Nineteen: Like a Shooting Star

　"Jill, what's going on?"

　The witch Jeanne d'Arc, holding a jet-black banner, looked at the two servants in front of her and asked Gilles de Ray.

　"Please rest assured, my holy girl, the frenzy has been fully applied, and our team has grown stronger once again!"

　The witch Joan of Arc narrowed her eyes slightly, looking at the silver-haired young man in a black windbreaker and the knight who was wrapped up in a whole body, and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly.

　"Come with me when you're ready. We have something to do."

　The witch Joan of Arc knocked the ground with the bottom of the flagpole, then walked slowly towards the castle gate, passing Gilles de Rais, who had a pious look on his face and lowered his head.

　"Don't worry, the matter of the severed head is just a piece of cake for me."

　The silver-haired man bowed slightly to the witch Joan of Arc. The dark knight, who had met Sieg a few times before, stood silently beside him, a terrifying aura emanating continuously from his body.

　"A new companion..."

　Atalanta, Saber, and Assassin walked in from a small door at the side and looked around at their new colleagues.

　The silver-haired man showed a slight surprise when he saw Saber.

　"I thought I was the only one I was targeting, but I didn't expect there would be a competitor..."

　A trace of pain appeared on the blond swordsman's face, but it quickly disappeared without a trace and he regained his composure.

　"That little girl is my prey, so we have to understand first come first served..."

　Assassin narrowed his eyes and tapped her palm lightly with an iron rod.

　Atalanta stood a little distance away from the crowd, and then the witch Joan of Arc cast a look at her.

　Atalanta gestured to the witch Joan of Arc from an angle invisible to everyone, and then her eyes met with Lancelot, who had left his original position at some point.

　A terrifying scarlet light continued to emanate from the gaps in the helmet.

　But for her, there was something special about it.

　The spiritual base of a Servant is sometimes changed, and the nature of this change is unknown.

　Sometimes it can be restored, but sometimes it will remain engraved on the spiritual base, with both good and bad effects.

　For Atalanta, the guilt of hurting her child with her own hands had completely overwhelmed her at the time and was deeply engraved on her spiritual foundation.

　Even if one loses memory and rationality, the sense of guilt will not disappear. It only takes a spark to trigger it all at once, and then cause some unpredictable consequences.

　For example, regaining sanity in a frenzy state.

　Lancelot made the same gesture to the latter in the other's surprised eyes.

　He is now a rational Servant like Atalanta.

　Although it seems a bit like betrayal.

　But that seems a bit wrong...

　After all, he had never sworn allegiance, so how could he be considered a betrayal?

　What's more, there are standards for the people to whom a knight swears allegiance, and not everyone is qualified to have a knight swear allegiance to them.

　Now that Lancelot has calmed down, berserk no longer has any effect on him.

　Going berserker again would only make him more sober.

　Besides, the white figure on the full moon night has been deeply imprinted in his mind.

　Although her figure is a little different from Guinevere's, her temperament is undeniable.

　The other party gave him something he had been longing for all his life, so he couldn't just enjoy it with a clear conscience without giving anything in return.

　With his reputation as the Knight of the Lake at stake, he would never run away again.

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　After crossing the endless plain and climbing over a small hill, the dilapidated city of Lyon came into view.

　The city wall was directly pierced by a large hole by the Servants, the residential area was reduced to ruins, and the smell of blood still lingered in the air.

　Ordinary people are no better than ants to Servants.

　From the moment the opponent sent out the Servant, Leon's destruction was already a foregone conclusion.

　“There’s no one here…”

　Joan of Arc lowered her brows with mixed feelings, a hint of sadness in her eyes.

　"Doctor, is there any life-form reaction?"

　There was no response, only extremely harsh noise came from the communication.

　"It's probably due to the magic in this area. Communication is currently unavailable."

　A beautiful light began to emanate from Sieg's eyes

　彩，

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　After silently glancing around, he began to explain to everyone.

　"Then let's split up and look for Mr. Siegfried mentioned in the intelligence."

　After several unsuccessful attempts at communication, Mashu turned around and made a suggestion to everyone.

　Several people nodded in agreement.

　"Then let's see who can find it first! Amadeus and I will go to the west!"

　Marie Anwatonette raised her arms high.

　Although she is not good at fighting, she can even be said to be an expert when it comes to relieving tension and regulating emotions.

　If nerves are constantly tense, problems can easily arise. Therefore, the queen chose to maximize her strengths and constantly ease everyone's tension.

　"Then Sieg and I—"

　Before Jeanne could finish her words, Sieg covered her mouth with his hand.

　"I'm in charge of the north and south, and Ruler and Mashu are in charge of the east."

　Sieg said as he handed Joan of Arc another gold coin that was exactly the same as the one he had given to Marie Antoinette.

　"I see."

　Jeanne nodded, then looked at Mashu and Fujimaru Ritsuka.

　"Let's go."

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　"This is clearly a beautiful city, but why did the witch Joan of Arc..."

　Jeanne, Mashu and Fujimaru Ritsuka walked on the street, constantly looking for Siegfried's trace.

　"She's not you."

　Ritsuka Fujimaru shook his head, then suddenly stopped and looked at the ruins not far away that were shaking slightly.

　"Did there just move?"

　“Please stand back.”

　Mashu and Jeanne, one in front and one behind, held their weapons tightly and stood in front of Fujimaru Ritsuka.

　A disfigured zombie slowly pushed its legs and crawled out from the ruins, its lifeless and rotten eyes staring straight in the direction of the three.

　"It's a living corpse!"

　“It’s just…”

　Joan of Arc's hand holding the flag trembled slightly with anger.

　"They can't change back! Mashu, Ritsuka, don't overthink it!"

　Although there was still some noise, Chaldea finally reconnected with Mashu and his group.

　"We're here to help!"

　The crystal horse leaped high, and its pitch-black hooves kicked the zombie's head mercilessly.

　"Miss Mary!"

　Mashu kept waving the shield in her hand among the zombies.

　"Although this isn't the era I live in, I would also be enraged by such a scene!"

　Marie Antoinette sat on horseback, and her face, which always had a smile on it, showed a rare expression of anger.

　"Enemy wyverns are approaching!"

　"They're just some low-down crap! I'm gonna shoot them down and send them all to the pawn shop!"

　Mozart waved his baton at the attacking group of wyverns.

　"May your souls rest in peace..."

　After Joan of Arc eliminated the last zombie, she murmured a prayer.

　"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

　A masked man suddenly appeared, howling in a voice that made people faint.

　"What a foolish statement!"

　"Please stop this artless performance of yours, enemy Servant!"

　Mozart showed an expression of disgust on his face, and the amplitude of the baton in his hand became even greater.

　"Listen, this demonic voice! A requiem for death!"

　A strange demonic sound enveloped the other party.

　"Well done! Amadeus!"

　Marie Anwatonette said this while directing the crystal horse under her.

　"The flowing Seine! The majestic Mont Blanc! Ah... beautiful France—may the glory of the lily crown (guillotine breaker) be forever!"

　Clusters of crystals shot out from the ground one after another, attacking the Phantom of the Opera, whose name had not even been introduced.

　"it's over!"

　Mash and Jeanne attacked the Phantom of the Theater from the front and the back.

　The tip of the spear pierced his heart and the shield hit him directly in the face.

　Clusters of crystals crawled up his body and finally shattered along with the crystals.

　"Everyone! I recommend you run away! The dragon's reaction is currently approaching rapidly!"

　Romani Akiman's palms were now completely wet with sweat from nervousness.

　"And the reaction of the three servants! Run away!"

　"We have to at least find Siegfried. Otherwise, if Sieg behaves like before again, we won't be able to defeat him!"

　Ritsuka Fujimaru gritted his teeth and expressed his opinions to Romani Akiman and everyone else.

　"I agree with the senior's opinion!"

　"If you abandon the other party now,

　I guess it's true

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　There will be no chance anymore!"

　Jeanne and Mashu both agreed with Fujimaru Ritsuka's proposal.

　Marie Anwatonette and Mozart looked at each other and nodded.