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"What……?"

"Joan of Arc?"

Hearing this name, Mashu felt sick.

Because she knew what the name "Joan of Arc" meant.

She was hailed as the "Saint" by the people of France, and was the one who led them to take back their homeland.

At this moment, she actually wants to take revenge on this land? !

No matter how you think about it, this is something very wrong.

At this time, Ian woke up.

His situation is completely different from Matthew's.

As Joan of Arc's brother, he had seen Joan of Arc's true appearance - a face that was almost exactly the same as the one in front of him.

This also means that the previous assumption is completely valid.

There is indeed a third person who meets the requirements in this singularity - that is Black Jeanne d'Arc who calls herself the "Dragon Witch".

Because of her title as the Dragon Witch, she is able to control dragons that she cannot control normally.

At the same time, because it is Jeanne d'Arc, it is indeed possible that she has some resentment towards the village of Domremy.

but--

If the situation is really as I have inferred, the problem will be more complicated than before.

The first inevitable question is where did this second Joan of Arc come from?

But before Ian could take the time to think about this question clearly, Black Jeanne d'Arc, who was standing in front of the two of them, spoke again:

"All right."

"I have introduced myself as you requested."

Black Jeanne's gaze passed over Mash and fell on Ian.

"In exchange, hand that man over to me now."

"I...will make him my Servant."

"..."

Although it is not clear where the Joan of Arc in front of me came from.

But there was one thing that Matthew was very clear about.

It is absolutely impossible to take Ian away from me like this!

"Can't!"

"Senior...I will never become a Servant!"

"Oh?"

Hearing Mash's words, Black Jeanne turned her gaze back to her.

"Hearing what you said...are you planning to stop me?"

"Isn't this natural?!"

Although Mashu was very nervous, her tone was still very firm.

She held her huge shield and stood directly in front of Ian.

"I will never let anyone hurt you, Senior!"

As soon as the girl finished speaking, she found that the Black Jeanne d'Arc and the black flag in front of her disappeared from her sight.

Do not--!

It's not disappeared!

Instead, it moved at an extremely fast speed!

In just a moment of speaking, she was already in front of Mashu.

A sneer reached the girl's ears.

"Ah."

"I suggest that before you say something like that... you'd better check whether you have the corresponding strength."

"Otherwise, it would be very embarrassing if you were killed in one blow."

"what?!"

Mashu's eyes widened when she heard this.

The next moment, Black Jeanne stabbed straight at the pink-haired girl with her flag.

This is not an ordinary flag, but a weapon decorated with sharp spikes!

She was going to pierce through her body and kill her outright!

however--

Now Mashu is no longer the servant with no fighting power.

The experience at singularity F allowed her to gain a lot of experience.

and so--

The moment Black Jeanne stabbed her with the flag, Mash had already realized what defensive measures she should take.

"No matter if I have the ability or not, I will protect my seniors!"

“This is my promise to him!”

To express her feelings, the pink-haired girl swung her giant shield vigorously.

Ding!

Blocked perfectly!

The flag of Black Jeanne pierced directly into Mash's shield, making a crisp sound.

Mash breathed a sigh of relief.

She could feel that the person in front of her was much more powerful than herself - luckily she managed to defend herself.

However, before Mashu could be happy for a while, Black Jeanne's sneer was heard again.

"I already said that."

"If you don't have enough strength... it will be embarrassing."

"what?!"

Before Mashu understood what this meant, the flag of Jeanne d'Arc was attached with a large amount of magic power and then glowed with red flames.

The originally balanced situation was broken in an instant.

This was not a situation that Mashu could handle.

Bang!

She was knocked flying, rolled several times on the ground, and stopped only after hitting a tree.

Seeing this scene, Black Jeanne smiled triumphantly.

"I've already told you... If you don't have enough strength, don't even think about protecting others."

"That would only become a burden and cause trouble to others."

Twirling the black flag in her hand, Black Jeanne walked towards Mash, ready to give her a fatal blow.

She wanted to use this to put an end to this battle that was over in one move.

"I thought you were so capable...but you fell down in just a few seconds?"

But at this moment——

Black Jeanne felt someone holding her hand.

She turned around and saw Ian who had reacted.

"What are you doing?!" Black Jeanne roared, "Let go of my hand!"

"I'm going to kill this ungrateful person!"

"I will never let you do such a thing."

Ian didn't hesitate at all and directly gave his answer.

"in addition--"

"who are you?!"

Ian knew that he was provoking Black Jeanne.

But for Mashu, he had to do it.

It’s okay that I didn’t react just now because it was too fast.

Now we can’t pretend we didn’t see anything!

But what Ian didn't know was that Black Joan of Arc was very excited.

She had always felt that this powerful man had an inexplicable taste for her.

This kind of personality now completely meets the needs.

"It seems that you didn't listen to me when I spoke just now."

"But it doesn't matter--!"

Black Jeanne d'Arc was not at all aware of her own double standards.

She looked at the man in front of her who was holding her hand, and there was a hint of special care in his golden eyes.

"I can tell you again."

"Listen—!"

"I am Jeanne d'Arc... I am the Dragon Witch seeking revenge on France!"

"How is it?! Did you hear it clearly this time?!"

"..."

Ian looked at Black Jeanne who was inexplicably excited, and his expression became a little complicated for a moment.

First of all, there is no doubt that the Black Joan of Arc in front of him is indeed no different in appearance from the sister Joan of Arc in his memory.

If I have to say, the only difference is the hair and eye color.

but--

If we ignore the similarity in appearance, the woman in front of me is very different from the one in my memory.

A little description.

The Black Jeanne in front of him was more like a child - her eagerness to introduce herself just now proved this.

How did things come to this?

After thinking it over again, Ian spoke again:

"Are you sure you are Jeanne d'Arc?"

"You——!" Black Jeanne was obviously a little impatient, "How many times do you want me to say it?"

"I am Jeanne d'Arc!"

"I am the Dragon Witch seeking revenge on all of France!"

"If you don't remember, I'll burn you now!"

Black Joan of Arc held her black flag, shaking her hands and looking very impatient.

She seemed to be very bothered by people not remembering her name.

Realizing this, Ian suddenly had an idea.