Anime: Blue-Eyes Baby Dragon, picked up by the Knight King

Without a Master, he doesn't even have the means to replenish his magic power.

So, when he launched an attack with absolute might, intending to take the initiative and kill an enemy hero first, he was seen through by the enemy, and the two men and the dragon used the method of "exchanging injuries for injuries" to abruptly interrupt his momentum.

Siegfried already knew that this battle would be a long, tug-of-war that would ultimately end in his death.

——But, it’s a little strange.

The heroic spirit opposite, who was wrapped in armor and was not sure whether it was a swordsman or a knight... Although she also participated in this battle, she gave Siegfried the feeling that she was just working but not putting in any effort?

And that white dragon, should it also be her summoned creature?

That dragon was indeed incredibly powerful... but why were the light bullets it released from its mouth always skewed? As if they weren't heading towards him, but towards Ang City.

What is it doing?

Siegfried didn't quite understand what the man and the dragon were doing - but he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

One against two...it doesn't seem as hopeless as imagined?

……

It was a fierce battle.

The cursed sword and the bloodstained spear clashed constantly, and the figure of the noblewoman appeared like a ghost in every corner of the battlefield, either causing trouble for Siegfried or searching for his weaknesses.

Siegfried tried his best to resist, and even took the initiative to attack and look for an opportunity - but the recovery capabilities of the enemy and ours were not at the same level at all, and exchanging injuries for injuries was definitely not a good idea.

He had to find a good opportunity to kill with one blow.

It was a terrible battle.

The White Dragon's attacks did not actually miss the target, they just landed where they were supposed to land - those white light bombs continued to explode around the city of Lyon, the nearest one even approached the edge of the city and directly blew up a section of the city wall.

The twenty-meter-long gap was like a powerful attack, striking the hearts of all the survivors in the city.

They had long known that a disaster had occurred in the outside world, but when the real disaster befell them, they truly realized how terrible the doomsday would be.

But at the same time, this was also a long-planned battle.

"Not well yet?"

Shirataki was having a conversation with a certain ahoge in his mind.

His mouth was dry from spitting.

"Wait a moment, wait a moment."

Artoria, who had been observing secretly, told him not to worry, as she was looking for a suitable time to enter.

Although this approach may seem a bit unfair to Siegfried who is currently fighting a life-and-death battle with the enemy Heroic Spirit... However, this is also necessary "patience".

"Xiaolong, release a slightly more powerful attack towards the position where I am."

Altria had sneaked into the city of Lyon and found a square where many people gathered.

Shirataki attacked without hesitation.

【Explosive Gale Bullet of Destruction】!!!

Like a precision-guided missile, the magic light bullet flashing with white light carried a terrifying aura that could destroy everything, flying towards the city from afar.

"not good!"

"Run—"

"Help!!!"

People realized the danger was coming.

They cried and ran for their lives - but how could they escape?

Before this, they had already witnessed the terrifying power of this light bomb. It exploded a kilometer away and could even directly destroy the solid city walls at the edge of the explosion.

And now, the light bomb was falling so close, only a few hundred meters away from them. Their bodies were so fragile, how could their flesh and blood withstand such a terrible disaster?

"It's over!!!"

Facing the light bullets falling from the sky, everyone closed their eyes.

They knew they could not avoid this disaster, they just prayed in their hearts that the pain would end soon - if the ending was destined to be death, then they would rather choose a quicker death.

However, it was at this moment of despair for all living beings.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

A calm voice suddenly sounded.

There is a magical power hidden in this voice - it allows these people who were just in despair to find their backbone in an instant.

"It's far from the point of closing your eyes and waiting to die!"

The king's figure appeared.

Aiming at the falling light bullet, the king swung the holy sword in his hand like a tennis racket.

"Bam—"

The light bullet flew in at a rapid speed and returned at an even faster speed - it exploded violently at the place where the heroic spirits were fighting fiercely.

Siegfried was inevitably affected by the explosion and suffered some injuries.

However, the injuries of the two berserk heroes were even more serious, so that even with magical repair, they could not be healed immediately.

After all, it is a body bathed in dragon blood, and the strength of its muscles and bones is not on the same level as that of ordinary heroic spirits.

And this is exactly the effect that Artoria wants to achieve.

"Do it!"

The Holy Sword of the Sun displayed its supreme power, and the blazing flames seemed to want to burn away all the evil in the world.

Siegfried, lying on the ground, stared blankly at the explosion in front of him - he even forgot to cover his eyes with his hands to block the dazzling light that was like a sunburst.

But precisely because of this, he could see more clearly how the two berserk heroes died.

——They weren't even burned to death.

Instead, it was the high temperature of the sun that directly melted their bodies, and even melted their magic power.

Seeing this, Siegfried's vision suddenly became dazed, as if the world had become unreal.

He had to close his eyes and dared not face the sun's glare again.

And when he opened his eyes again, his vision finally returned to normal.

A figure, not particularly majestic, but filled with brilliance, had already stood before him and extended his hand to him.

"I am Altria Pendragon."

"I hope my support comes in time."

Chapter 81: Black Jeanne d’Arc: The advantage is mine!

Orleans, Kingdom of France.

The city where the holy girl once became famous has now become a veritable devil's den on earth.

There are dragons here, but there are more than just dragons. Zombies, skeletons, werewolves... Dead humans, controlled by the witch's vengeance, have transformed into terrifying and pitiful monsters, wandering this hellish land.

This is undoubtedly tragic.

But the real tragedy is far more than that.

"asshole--"

"The spearmen and assassins were killed?"

"Three of us fighting two, and the enemy killed two of us? Are you pigs?!"

"You still have the nerve to come back? Why don't you die there together?"

Suddenly, a terrible roar was heard in the dilapidated palace.

Black Jeanne d'Arc—the Dragon Witch, brimming with confidence, determined to completely burn this nation to the ground with the fire of revenge—received today the most infuriating piece of information she had ever received.

[Defeat in Lyon].

Facing a powerful attack from three of their own Heroic Spirits, the enemy Heroic Spirits managed to counterattack in desperation, inflicting heavy losses at only a negligible cost (Siegfried was slightly injured)... Such a battle report would be unacceptable to any leader.

Even a certain micromanager known as the "Transportation Captain" couldn't help but wonder if there was something fishy going on.

But Black Jeanne never thought so.

Hidden beneath that pitch-black armor is a woman who is actually naive to the point of being easily deceived.

She just thought that maybe the enemy was really strong, or maybe the enemy had some conspiracy... But no matter what, there were only two enemy Heroic Spirits, but there were still five Heroic Spirits standing on her side.

Five against two, the advantage is on my side!

"It seems that we must concentrate all our strength to absolutely crush these people who harbor illusions."

"Gil, do you have enough magic power for Fafnir? How long will it take?"

"A week... hmph, then let them linger for another seven days!"

……

Lyon, Kingdom of France.

This is the city of survivors.

It is also the only oasis in this hell called [France].

"Lady Altria, the merchants expressed their willingness to sell us the supplies at double the usual price as a token of gratitude for our protection."

"I accepted their kindness and told them that there was no place for them in this city anymore - they had to leave before dark, otherwise they would be charged with treason."

"Lady Artoria, there is still a constant influx of refugees coming to our side, and we no longer have enough housing."

"The basement, open the basement under the church - the Cathedral Church has always had the habit of digging shelters. This is a tradition left over from the Roman Republic."

"Altria, these supplies..."

"Families should be treated as units. If there are children, have the children come to receive the money. If there are no children, have the mothers come to receive the money. If there are no children and no mothers... they will be incorporated into the army and distributed uniformly in the form of military supplies."

Questions were reported one after another, and answers were given one after another.

Siegfried, who was standing next to him, looked at the calm and composed king with a look of shock - if Artoria's powerful strength was recognized by him, then the attitude Artoria showed now was to make him worship her.

Calm, cool, without a trace of panic.

These emergencies in his eyes were just like ordinary matters like "what to eat tonight" in the eyes of the blonde king - sometimes she could even come up with three different plans for a problem.

Under her coordination, this city, which was originally like a pile of loose sand, quickly solidified into a whole.

Regular troops, ordinary militia, construction teams, porter teams, material collection teams... regardless of gender, age or status, everyone found a suitable position under her arrangement.

Of course, there were some who were unwilling to cooperate - but Altria also used these people to show the world why she could be called a "king" rather than a "saint".

She just has lofty ideals, but that doesn't mean she is soft-hearted or soft-hearted.

"It's amazing."

When a stage of work came to an end, Siegfried praised the heroic spirit in front of him from the bottom of his heart.

He was a great hero, but only a great hero. He knew nothing about such tedious matters—he couldn't even come up with a mature battle plan.

He only knew how to chop people with a sword.

But what about this heroic spirit before her? Not only does she possess immense power and the ability to handle these tedious tasks, she even has a mature plan for the "future"...

"Saber..."

"Just call me Siegfried."

"Okay, Siegfried. Next, I'll ask you to go to other cities and gather intelligence—especially information on the Heroic Spirits who have descended into this world and belong to our side."

"Although the enemy is powerful, as fellow Heroic Spirits, we will definitely not be defeated so easily."

"Find them and bring them back... If you encounter other humans, bring them back as well if possible."

"We're not hopeless—we still have a chance!"

Altria also arranged a job for Siegfried.