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

"Shut up, I'm a dragon girl, not a dragon!"

Chapter 85 Black Joan of Arc: I am still too kind!

If you don't know how to start a friendship, treating her to a meal is the way to go!

[——Altria Pendragon]

……

That is the most simple value of human beings, no, it should be said that it is the most simple value of all life.

No living thing hates a free lunch - even if they themselves are not very hungry.

As for whether there are traps like poison hidden in the food... just kidding, these two girls who are more like "monsters" than heroic spirits never care about these things!

"Really...why would I come here to do something like this?"

Another bonfire burning brightly.

Black Jeanne, who had just rested for a short while, had to pick up the big fish that had been simply processed under Shirataki's "expectant" eyes.

She didn't understand why she did this - perhaps these two monster lolis possessed a magic of "charm" that made her unconsciously develop a liking for them?

Black Jeanne thought silently in her heart.

But when the pink-haired dragon lady who called herself Elizabeth Bathory cheered and impatiently tore a piece of fish from the roasted fish and put it into her mouth, Jeanne d'Arc suddenly felt an inexplicable throbbing in her heart.

Something suddenly occurred to her.

But it wasn't about her, but about the girl named Jeanne d'Arc.

That was a long, long time ago. Back then, the girl wasn't the well-known "Saintess of the Nation." Instead, she was an illiterate village girl from Domremi Village.

But even so, she has her own legend.

"You can ask around, we're well-known as the big sister in this area!"

Although the time hadn't arrived yet, the girl's leadership qualities were already evident. Many children were willing to hang out with her, and she had mastered various skills in raising children—grilling fish being one of them.

"Come to think of it, if it comes to grilling food, I do have some experience with it."

Qingji - the little girl with green hair, looked at the crackling and dancing flames with a look of longing in her eyes.

She asked Shirataki to catch another small fish and joined the "barbecue party".

And her craftsmanship is even better than that of Joan of Arc.

If Black Jeanne's cooking skills are at the level of "enough to make a child happy", then Kiyohime's cooking skills are at the level of "being a good wife and mother for the one she loves".

"Eh? You have a lover? Is that true?!"

Black Jeanne looked at the girl who seemed younger than herself with shock.

"Of course. I've always had someone I love, and I've been deeply loved by someone... Don't you have any?"

"Of course I do, and there are a lot of them! Humph, there are so many people who like me! Enough to line up from Orleans to Paris!"

——Frustration, inexplicable frustration!

——Facing Qingji’s questioning gaze, Black Jeanne felt even worse than after experiencing a terrible failure!

"So annoying! You two—can't you just talk about something real girls should talk about?"

"Like... singing or something?"

Elizabeth Bathory, the pink dragon girl who ate two grilled fish in a short period of time, also joined the tea party of the "Monster Girls" with a very strong attitude.

Although this seemingly friendly exchange soon turned into an argument - it was just an argument.

——When the end of the world has come, isn’t it a good thing to have a “bad friend” around who can argue with you?

……

Time spent chatting always passes quickly.

Before I knew it, it was dark.

Theoretically, it was time to go back—but for some reason, Black Jeanne had no intention of going back at all.

Well, she actually knew why.

She would have nothing to do anyway. But here she could chat and laugh with two pretty girls, while if she went back she would only have to face a weird magician with big, protruding eyes.

Although it is indeed a bit unfair to Jill to think this way...but as expected, even a witch who wants to destroy the world prefers to be with beautiful girls!

"Um... do you know? I'm actually a witch born from anger, an evildoer who wants to destroy this world!"

During the conversation, Black Jeanne revealed her identity in a tone that pretended to be indifferent but was actually cautious.

——She was ready to be disliked by these two little lolis and to fight with them.

However, the ending was unexpected.

"Ah? Destroy the world?"

"Okay, I admit it's a good idea... but I think that preserving a few humans in this impending world and keeping them in captivity will better reflect the value of [Destruction]."

"What do you think, Kiyohime?"

"I don't care, I just want to be with the one I love."

"But if after the world is destroyed, only he and I remain in this world...ah, that would be wonderful!"

These are two real monsters.

One is a natural born sadist, the other is a natural born love-brained person.

Compared to them, Black Jeanne felt that she was a good person - at least, it was only after experiencing shameful betrayal that she came up with the idea of ​​"destroying the world and destroying humanity."

……

Black Jeanne chose to stay here.

Stay with these two monster girls and spend a not-too-long, but definitely fun time.

——Three [Monsters] gathered together.

They are definitely not good people, let alone "friends".

We are just fellow travelers who met by chance in this end times and then traveled together.

But it is such a "fellow traveler" who is extremely precious to the current Black Jeanne d'Arc.

In particular, the "egoistic" personalities of Kiyohime and Elizabeth Bathory, who are "arrogant" and "only care about themselves", have had a significant impact on Black Jeanne d'Arc, who does not even have a clear definition of her own existence.

——What matters is not why you were born, but how you live.

——The past cannot be made up for, the future is out of reach, we can only live in the present.

These are the two questions that Black Jeanne d'Arc found from these two monster lolis after seven days of contact.

However, before she could figure out the answers to these questions, a magical message from Caster brought her back to reality.

【Lady Saint.】

[The dragon is ready.].

Chapter 86: Dai Mao: War means using any means necessary!

Lyon, France.

Seven days passed in a flash.

Artoria used the last bit of time to complete the reorganization and reinforcement of the city; Siegfried also stuck to the deadline given by Artoria and brought back those who might be of use.

"I am Georgos, summoned to this land as a Rider."

The person who said this was a burly man with brown hair. He was very strong and looked very reliable - in fact, his reliability was a hundred times stronger than it looked!

Georgius, the dragon-slaying saint, is better known as Saint George.

He is the patron saint of countries such as England, Georgia, Moscow, and Catalonia, and enjoys wide popularity throughout Europe. In terms of influence within the church, his status is even higher than that of Joan of Arc and St. Martha, and he is an undisputed "disciple of the Messiah."

"With George's help, I can better resist the witch's curse!"

Marda happily reported their latest progress to Artoria.

[Baptismal Chant]—the unique magic foundation of the Holy Church, a "miracle" independent of the Five Great Magics. With the help of the Savior, the violent force within her was completely suppressed, preventing any further runaway power.

"In this way, we now have four Heroic Spirits."

Altria silently calculated the strength comparison between the enemy and us in her mind:

She, Siegfried, St. George, and Martha—even among the Heroic Spirits, these four were among the strongest. If they fought together, even the demon dragon Fafnir would be a match for them.

In contrast, with her and Martha's "rebellion," Jeanne d'Arc's faction, already short of two generals, was now even more stretched in terms of numbers. Aside from the magus who was secretly manipulating everything and the terrifying dragon, her only remaining fighting force was a frenzied archer.

What? You're asking Shirataki?

No, he would not participate in the battle.

The white dragon of Artoria knew it very well - he never interfered in human disputes, especially those that had nothing to do with him, and he had no interest in them at all.

As a dragon, he just tries his best to do what he likes.

"So, this is actually a four-on-four war."

"Because we are in the dark and they are in the light, we are in an absolute advantage."

"Siegfried, I have a favor to ask of you... This favor will greatly increase our chances of victory, but it will damage your heroic reputation."

Altria turned around and asked Siegfried's opinion in a negotiating tone.

She's still operating!

……

The next day, outside Lyon.

When the dragon army led by Caster was already at the gates of the city, Black Jeanne d'Arc, led by Shirataki, returned to the army full of monsters.

She was late for one day on purpose.

Well, even though the original plan was to launch the attack yesterday and destroy this stubbornly resisting city, what did it matter? A day earlier or later didn't matter. In comparison, she would rather exchange experiences and insights on "revenge" with those two fellow monsters.

"Just consider it God's mercy, letting them live one more day."

A day later, Joan of Arc arrived late, raised the flag symbolizing the "dragon" in her hand, and stood in front of the city of Lyon.

Two heroes stood on the city wall, one with blond hair and the other with brown hair - it seemed that this was the confidence that allowed this city to hold out until now.

"I thought this was going to be a tough battle."

Black Jeanne took a deep breath and looked at her forces again.

Hundreds of flying dragons circled the sky, followed by tens of thousands of undead spirits that no longer feared death. Caster, Rider, Saber, Archer... Her four capable assistants stood on either side of her, looking menacing.

Shirataki glanced at the swordsman who was wrapped in armor, then calmly stepped back and moved to a relatively safe place.

"Do it!"

After everything was ready, Black Jeanne d'Arc, confident of victory, waved the flag in her hand.

She gave the signal to attack.

Then came the smooth and flowing killing process of "the greatsword was unsheathed, the cold light flashed, the head rolled, and the blood flowed"...

However, the one killed by this great sword was not an enemy.

But -

“Archer!!!”

Black Jeanne was stunned by this sudden change.

However, before she could react and figure out why Saber, one of her own Heroic Spirits, would kill Archer, another scream came from behind her.

When Siegfried killed Archer with his magic sword, Martha almost simultaneously killed the ster beside her.

The fists that had once subdued a dragon were now hitting a fragile magus, each punch hitting the flesh... It was really hard to say whose situation was more tragic, this one or the one where Archer was beheaded next to him.