The android girl will not dream of the fairy knight sister

　"I'm not sure if this will work, so I'll just have to try it!"

　The silver-haired man swung the weapon in his hand.

　"This pain will be my salvation before death... Death will be my hope for tomorrow (la mort espoir)!"

　The guillotine swung down mercilessly along with the man's movements.

　But it did not cause any substantial damage, not even the scales were penetrated.

　Atalanta was a hunter from the Age of Gods, the witch Jeanne d'Arc possessed magic that controlled dragons, and Fafnir was also a creature from the Age of Gods. They were all able to inflict some damage on Sieg, whose physical functions were declining.

　But Charles Henri Sanson was just an ordinary person and had no ability to cause harm, so the attack was completely ineffective.

　As the saying goes, a team without anyone responsible for slacking off is never a good team.

　Samson is now the most troublesome person in the team.

　Finally, the three-minute time limit was over, and the girl could no longer hold up the dragon form and turned back into human form and lay quietly on the ground.

　Just when Samson thought everything was over and was about to go forward to check, the only remaining magic power in the girl's body suddenly burst out, and the witch Joan of Arc also took advantage of no one's attention to release her control over the girl's heart.

　The moment the heart came online, lightning began to flash wildly.

　Huge thunder trees and explosions shot straight into the sky.

　The girl was directly blown away by the shock wave of the explosion she caused, and flew straight in the direction of everyone's evacuation.

　The heart began to beat again, the body's functions began to return to normal, and the wounds that had been inflicted were healed in an instant.

　Except for looking a little messy, other functions are completely normal.

　Samson was completely swept away by the explosion and the crucifixion thunder tree caused by the girl, and turned into ashes without any pain.

　But in the eyes of everyone except the witch Joan of Arc and Atalanta, it was the girl who chose to die with Samson.

　Gilles de Ray watched the images coming from the crystal ball, tearing at his collar and howling madly.

　Once again, he witnessed his holy girl sacrifice her life for this land abandoned by the gods.

　"God!"

　Wasn't he trying hard enough? Wasn't the Joan of Arc he resurrected trying hard enough?

　no!

　It's this world's fault!

　It's the fault of this country called France!

　It's God's fault!

　His holy girl once again sacrificed her life for God II!

　Gilles de Ray suddenly stopped twisting his body and stared at the manuscript in his hands with tearful eyes.

　There must be some?

　There will definitely be...

　As long as a sufficient price is paid, even death, even gods can completely reverse it.

　It doesn't matter even if this French land turns into complete hell!

　Even if this world turns into a whirlpool and swallows everyone, it doesn't matter!

　As long as it's for his holy girl, everything is worth it.

　A calm smile crossed Gilles de Rais's face.

　For a completely insane person, he is more terrifying when he is calm than when he is crazy.

　"Sooner or later, the gods will be dragged down from their high and mighty positions."

　Gilles de Rais said this while looking at his workbench.

　The bright red heart emitted a strange glow and was still beating.

　It's not just the heart, there are other organs around it that respond to the heart's condition.

　"It's almost done, my holy girl, please wait patiently..."

　Once this body of "God" is completed, you will be resurrected on it and fully understand the thoughts of your most loyal servant.

　Gilles de Rey seemed to be facing some kind of treasure, and his face kept revealing a fanatical expression.

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　"Enemy servants would actually turn against us? This is really——"

　"Mr. Mozart, please stop making sarcastic remarks and hurry up! The time gained by Miss Zieger is...

　But incomparable

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　Precious!

　A group of people kept running on the plain, with the wyverns chasing them closely and the assassin who suddenly appeared halfway and commanded the wyverns to attack them.

　"This is not the way to go..."

　Lancelot suddenly stopped and threw Mashu in his arms to Siegfried.

　"Silver-haired one! Take them away! I'll hold them off!"

　Lancelot, holding Arondite, turned around and took a stance against the incoming group of dragons.

　Then the whole person disappeared from the spot in an instant, turning into a ray of lake light that kept flying.

　The sound of blood and sword cutting flesh continued to ring out, and life was slipping away every second.

　until--

　"What a show, berserker! I never thought you, who should be the craziest, would choose to betray... As a knight, don't you feel ashamed?"

　The assassin walked out slowly, knocking on the iron bar, and the chain in his hand was shaking gently, as if ready to attack at any time.

　"You made a mistake."

　The sound of metal friction slowly rang out, and the black helmet gradually disintegrated, revealing Lancelot's true face.

　The other person's eyes were now full of disdain and indifference, as if he was looking at a dead person.

　"I've never sworn an oath of allegiance, so how could there be any betrayal?"

　Lancelot took the lead and slashed the Arondite in his hand directly towards the assassin's neck.

　"That's really a..."

　A huge iron box appeared out of nowhere in Lancelot's path, and its interior was full of spikes.

　"What a shame, but it seems we have to say goodbye too?"

　A smile appeared on Lancelot's face, and he turned around on the spot and hit the board behind him that was about to hit him and trap him in it.

　The next second, Sieg's figure appeared behind Assassin like a ghost, and then he struck a posture that Lancelot was very familiar with.

　"you are not--"

　The lake light shimmered on the sword of Balmung.

　"All chains are broken. Aroundight overload!"

　A familiar voice exploded in Lancelot's ears, and the anti-military weapon that had been compressed to the extreme was directly released on one person.

　Before he could even let out a howl, half of the assassin's upper body evaporated.

　Literally evaporate.

　Not even blood flowed out, and the soul core disappeared completely along with the flesh, turning into air under the terrifying power.

　"you..."

　Lancelot felt his brain tremble slightly.

　He didn't want to think about it, nor did he dare to think about it.

　There was no doubt that Galahad's shield was here, and the spiritual reaction of that lavender-haired girl wouldn't lie.

　But the scene before him completely overturned his cognition.

　Is it possible...

　Is this girl in front of me really her?

　Before he could come to his senses, a strange voice came to his ears.

　"Cannon team, fire!"

　Sieg immediately dodged and pulled Lancelot out of the range of the bombardment.

　The next second, as if the past was replayed, the girl was once again tightly embraced by Joan of Arc.

　It’s just that this time there are more witnesses.

　For example, the French Marshal Gilles de Rais, whom I had met once before.

　One shell after another hit the group of flying dragons, causing continuous explosions.

　Siegfried held Balmung in his hand and shuttled among the group of flying dragons, constantly swinging his sword. Every swing of the sword would take the life of a flying dragon.

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　We Will Meet Again: Chapter 21: The Marshal and the Hero

　Although the curse and injuries caused his own strength to decline severely, it was still not as severe as Jeanne d'Arc and Mash's. At most, he fell from first-rate to between second-rate and third-rate.

　But even so, with his sword skills that have reached an inhuman level and the armor on his body, a group of wyverns are nothing to Siegfried.

　Balmung, who can tear through Fafnir's defense, can chop a wyvern as easily as chopping melons and vegetables.

　In addition, Gilles de Ray's artillery continued to fire and shot down the wyverns in the sky. Soon, the wyverns responsible for pursuit followed the assassin's footsteps and became the earth's nutrients.

　"What incredible swordsmanship! Even I'm kind of tempted to try my hand at a sword fight..."

　Lancelot stood on the hill and looked at Siegfried's figure, speaking with emotion.

　"Excuse me... may I ask who you are?"

　Mashu looked at the knight in black armor in front of her, and she felt a strange emotion in her heart.

　Even she herself did not know what this emotion was. The only thing she knew was that it was not her own emotion, but the emotion of the Servant who had descended upon her.

　In front of

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　The emotions held by the knight.

　"My name is Lancelot. For some reason, Jeanne d'Arc over there sent me here as a berserker."

　"wait wait wait!"

　Romani Akiman's panicked voice came from the other end of the communication.

　"If he really is that noble Lake Knight, how could he possibly have the class adaptability of a Berserker? And how can you, a Berserker, remain so calm and rational?!"

　Lancelot looked at Romani Akiman across the screen, narrowed his eyes slightly, and subconsciously felt a sense of disgust in his heart.

　But that was only for a moment, and the feeling of disgust quickly disappeared without a trace after seeing Sieg.

　"Although I really want to explain, the current situation doesn't seem suitable for us to talk..."

　Looking at the soldiers who were gradually surrounding him, Lancelot slowly raised the Arondite in his hand, and the situation between the two sides instantly became tense.

　Sieg also struggled slightly to break free from Jeanne's embrace and looked around vigilantly.

　"Please wait!"

　Zhen pulled Sieg back and held her behind her.

　"We have no ill intentions and have no intention of becoming your enemies. We will leave without doing anything! There is no need for anyone to make any more unnecessary sacrifices!"

　No more deaths.

　Joan of Arc understood this very well, otherwise even if the incident here was resolved, subsequent corrections would not be able to be carried out frequently.

　The other party has already recognized her as a witch and will definitely kill her without hesitation.