The android girl will not dream of the fairy knight sister

　Siegfried was in poor condition, and he and Mash were weak. Although Mozart and Mary were still able to fight, they were already very tired.

　Moreover, our side will not kill anyone, which has already exposed a flaw.

　Sieg's condition is not completely stable yet, and he might suffer another mental blow.

　By then, there will be no need for the black self to wipe out France. The girl alone can drag the world into hell.

　"lay down your weapon!"

　Gilles de Rais shouted orders to the soldiers around him.

　"But that's..."

　The besieging soldiers wanted to say something else.

　The other party is obviously not in good shape. If we take this opportunity to catch them all in one fell swoop, wouldn’t everything be solved?

　"I said! Drop your weapons! That's an order!"

　Gilles de Rey's angry roar shook the soldiers somewhat, but a small number of them still held their weapons tightly and pointed them at the crowd.

　Hatred is a cycle.

　Bloodshed brings hatred, hatred brings bloodshed, and the two continue to cycle like this, eventually forming a vortex of war, and then the flames it ignites devour everything.

　Gilles de Re looked at the soldiers who were still resisting with a heavy face. The next moment, his personal guards came up and surrounded the soldiers who refused to resist.

　Most of them were elite veterans who had followed Gilles de Rais and Joan of Arc on the battlefield from the very beginning. They knew very well who Joan of Arc was and what Gilles de Rais's orders meant.

　If God is really dissatisfied with what the witch Joan of Arc has done and sends a messenger to deal with her.

　Then the only person God would send would be Joan of Arc.

　"Joan of Arc! Please forgive our disrespect! I know you are the true Joan of Arc, the Saint of our country!"

　It wasn't the Dragon Witch, but the hero who saved France, Joan of Arc.

　The soldiers, still somewhat puzzled, looked at each other, and finally put down their weapons after being persuaded by the veteran.

　Joan of Arc looked at Gilles de Rais, a hint of joy flashed in her eyes and her lips moved slightly, as if she wanted to say something, but in the end she remained silent.

　Marie Antoinette looked at Joan of Arc with some concern.

　"Aren't you going to answer?"

　Jeanne shook her head.

　"Gill's words just now have put him in a very precarious position. The military's morale is unstable, which is a serious problem... and we haven't reached the point where we need to seek assistance from them yet..."

　What's more, the comrades who once fought side by side with him showed hatred towards him, which made him most uncomfortable.

　"But do they really hate you? Or is the object of their hatred really you?"

　As if she could read what Joan of Arc was thinking, Marie Antoinette asked her gently.

　Emotions need a carrier.

　Emotions without a carrier, no matter how strong they are, will eventually turn into nothingness and disappear completely.

　"let's go..."

　Jeanne smiled slightly at Marie Antoinette and took Sieg's hand. Then, everyone left the hill under Jeanne's leadership.

　The soldiers surrounding them subconsciously stepped back to make way for Jeanne and Sieg as they approached, without even realizing it themselves, as if this was a perfectly normal occurrence.

　yes...

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　This should be a normal thing, everyone should make way for Jeanne...

　The soldier began to doubt everything he had experienced before.

　Why would the witch who destroyed everything leave here so calmly?

　They are now the backbone of France. If they are eliminated here, the entire French defense line will be completely defeated.

　And this country called France will also fall into an eternal hell.

　"Marshal...what was that just now...?"

　Gilles de Rais waved his hand to stop his subordinate from speaking.

　"I don't know either, but we all hope that what we think in our hearts is true, right?"

　"That's true..."

　The soldier nodded slightly and agreed.

　"Go back and confirm the intelligence with Joan of Arc. At the same time, block all the news just now and forbid anyone from spreading it!"

　"As ordered!"

　The subordinate bowed slightly before quickly turning and leaving to give orders.

　Gilles de Rais looked at the direction of Joan of Arc and her group in the distance, muttering to himself:

　"Is the Joan of Arc who murdered Charles VII and Cardinal Pierre really her? Or is she just an imposter? Or... are there two Joans of Arc in this world?"

　People without a dark side cannot be trusted.

　Gilles de Rais understood this very well.

　The dark side is the side where people vent their emotions. No matter who you are, you will definitely have your own negative emotions and dark side.

　But Joan of Arc never showed this side of herself, and at one point he even thought that she had no dark side.

　But even so, she still has magic that allows people to voluntarily follow her even in such a situation...

　Joan of Arc...

　If you were to be resurrected...at least once more...

　Let them shine under the Holy Light for the last time...

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　A group of people walked slowly on the grass. The breeze brushed their cheeks from time to time, blowing the grass under their feet into a dark green strip that kept moving on the grass.

　"There's an abandoned fortress ahead that's been conquered. A lot of the outer walls have been breached... I haven't sensed any signs of living creatures or zombies..."

　Sieg narrowed his eyes and looked around at the ruins in the distance, telling everyone the information he could gather.

　"doctor?"

　Ritsuka Fujimaru looked at Romani Akiman on the screen, who was looking at the detection information sent by other employees and nodded.

　"No magical reaction was detected, it should be safe."

　"Then let's rest here for a while. We can also use the ruins to hide our whereabouts."

　Mashu glanced at Fujimaru Ritsuka, who was slumped on the back of Marie Antoinette's crystal horse, and with some heartache suggested that they take a break for a while.

　They were all fine, but Fujimaru Ritsuka was almost exhausted.

　It's already very good to be able to go through so much with the physical fitness of an ordinary person without being exhausted to the point of losing consciousness.

　"I agree. Siegfried also needs to recover. Otherwise, it will be detrimental to our future battles."

　Lancelot nodded and agreed to Mashu's proposal.

　He had become acquainted with Siegfried without anyone knowing.

　Maybe this is the tacit understanding between men...

　"What about everyone else?"

　Marie Antoinette looked around at everyone and nodded to Matthew.

　"Then let's fix it first..."

　Everyone slowly walked into the ruins of the fortress and hid themselves in the shadows under the ruins.

　After watching everyone enter the ruins, Sieg touched the remains of the fortress, and the magic circuits on his body slowly emerged.

　Immediately afterwards, a huge stone slab appeared in her hand and was then pressed forcefully over the cave entrance, sealing everyone inside the ruins, leaving only a few empty holes for people to breathe.

　Flames suddenly rose in the space, illuminating the darkness and providing enough light for everyone.

　"I'll leave the surveillance outside to you, okay?"

　The girl watched as Joan of Arc slowly sat down, her eyes calmly looking at Romani Akiman on the screen.

　"No problem, I'll let you know as soon as there's any movement."

　"Magic is really convenient..."

　Lancelot looked at the screen and the flames on the ground and said with some emotion.

　"How is Siegfried's injury?"

　Joan of Arc looked at Siegfried who was leaning against the wall with his eyes closed, recovering from his injuries, and asked Marie Antoinette.

　The latter shook his head at Jeanne.

　"I'm not very optimistic. Although my Noble Phantasm has the ability to heal injuries, it doesn't seem to work on him."

　"That's a curse..."

　Siegfried opened his eyes at some point and looked at Jeanne.

　"I'm sorry to have caused you so much trouble, and—"

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　His apologetic eyes shifted to Sieg.

　"I'm truly sorry for bringing you to this point... You were just doing something unreasonable out of selfish desire..."

　The girl blinked and shook her head slightly.

　“This is the path I chose…”

　"Is this so..."

　Siegfried sighed.

　"I am sorry."

　But his name is Zig?

　It feels like Kriemhild and her own children...

　Although there are no children between him and Kriemhild...

　But from a modern perspective...in a sense, the other party can be considered as one's relative, right?

　This way, there will be even more things I feel sorry for...

　If Kriemhild knew about this, she would definitely beat me up without mercy...

　I'm so sorry...

　"Why were you in that city at that time?"

　Jeanne's voice interrupted Siegfried's thoughts.

　"Ruler... I have more acquaintances than I expected..."

　Siegfried twitched the corner of his mouth.

　"I was summoned much earlier than you. However, I didn't find my Master, so I began to wander, searching for the reason for my summons. On the way, I saw the city being attacked..."

　"And you went to help?"

　Marie Antoinette took up Siegfried's words and completed what he had left unsaid.

　"That's true, even though I'm not the same person I was in my lifetime and I don't have a Master yet. But as long as I have this Balmung in my hand, I can always find a way to deal with it..."

　Siegfried said this, looking at Sieg with a complicated look.

　"The wyvern is okay, but facing the siege of multiple servants, I have almost no way to deal with it..."

　Siegfried was silent for a moment.

　"But one of them hid me. I couldn't heal or move, so I could only wait there."

　"Which Servant is helping you?"