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

Unlike the [Sword of Promised Victory], the holy sword containing the power of the sun is a holy sword specifically used to clear out small soldiers - it is very useful when mowing down enemies, but it is not so effective when dealing with powerful single enemies.

For example, before, Black Jeanne d'Arc was able to use her body to withstand the Noble Phantasm released by her with all her strength head-on and survived.

"I wish I had come with a gun."

Altria suddenly said this.

To be honest, even she herself was surprised why she had such an idea - she was just a witch, and it was definitely not the point where she would use the [Rongomyniad].

But after seeing Shirataki and Black Jeanne fused to create a black and red dragon...if she had the Holy Spear in her hand, she would have shot it without hesitation.

"Forget it, let's talk business."

"In other words, the most urgent task now is to find the Master, sign a contract with her, and restore your magic power."

Artoria confirmed the next battle plan.

"But where is the Master?"

"We don't even know if she exists in this era."

Marda lay on the table - at this moment, she also acted a little listless.

but.

"No, she is in this era."

"Besides, we should have met her already."

Altria shook her head and said with great certainty.

At that time, she was still wondering why there was a human girl standing next to Mashu, whom she had never seen before, but had a very close relationship with.

Even when danger comes, Mashu will hold up the shield that symbolizes the Knights of the Round Table to protect the human girl.

Now she understands.

——It turns out that she is the last Master of mankind who carries the mission of "saving humanity"!

"How could such a thing happen..."

Thinking of this, even the king who could remain calm in the face of the existence of the [Beast] felt a little headache.

I have to find a way to establish contact with that Master.

Then who should go?

"Um……"

Looking at Joan of Arc, who was sitting next to him, her whole body filled with holy light.

Then think about the psychotic little sister who tricked her cute little dragon away.

At this moment, an absolutely "good idea" suddenly flashed through Altria's mind.

——We need to show that misguided Xiaolong what a "lady of noble family" is!

Chapter 102 That is the final test

Teaching Dragon Country, in the city.

The lively celebration lasted until the next morning.

Elizabeth sang all night long, and her hoarse voice made her unable to speak at all; Joan of Arc, whose body was wrapped in bandages, drank wine all night long - she was just about to pour the wine that had been stored in the cellar for who knows how many years into the pool, staging a real "wine pool and meat forest" spectacle.

If she were a real king, she would definitely be a tyrant, right?

——Not only other people, but even Black Jeanne herself thinks so.

For no other reason than to be able to enjoy the beauty of life to the fullest during his lifetime.

"Hey, Xiaolong——"

"You know, I was really scared when I fought that aloof girl today."

“I thought I would never come back.”

The drunken Black Joan of Arc was helped back to her huge bedroom by her subordinates.

Shirataki was lying next to the fireplace, looking at the drunken black witch with a look of slight disgust, and moved slightly to the side.

But Black Joan of Arc stuck to her like a plaster.

The dragon scales, which should have been perfectly smooth, now seemed to be coated in glue. Black Jeanne clung to them tightly, unable to shake them off.

"call--"

After a while, the sound of even breathing could be heard. Shirataki glanced back and, realizing that she had managed to fall asleep in such a state, he could only helplessly change her position and continue curling up, allowing her to enjoy sleep in a slightly more comfortable position.

"Really——"

"You're obviously injured so badly, so don't drink so much."

……

Black Joan of Arc slept for a whole day and night.

Just like before, during her sleep, the pseudo Holy Grail created by the Demon King continuously provided her with magic power to repair the injuries on her body.

After a day and a night of recuperation, her external injuries were almost healed, and even her internal strength had recovered by about 30%.

Although she couldn't fight a life-threatening battle in this state, she had no problem carrying out normal daily activities.

"Get moving, get moving!"

"Why, didn't you eat?!"

"I don't care about that. I have to see this building completed before dark today!"

"If you can't finish it, you'll have to work overtime, even without sleep!"

Black Joan of Arc got up from the bed, and after a brief trance, she turned into a contractor again and devoted herself to the construction of the city.

The city is almost completed.

The main buildings of the city have been completed, and the rest only remains to be done with some minor details, as well as the construction of streets and other facilities. Of course, although these tasks may seem insignificant, they also require a lot of time and are no less difficult than building those buildings.

Black Jeanne worked overtime to urge the dragon servants, wanting to see the completion of the city as soon as possible.

——But when that day really comes, will she regret urging her today?

Shirataki looked at Black Jeanne, feeling the false Holy Grail hidden within her body.

He could sense that the tool crafted by the Demon King Gaetia, specifically for collecting the Embers of Humanity, was becoming increasingly complete thanks to Black Jeanne's efforts.

“There is no such thing as a free lunch.”

"That incredible miracle often requires a greater price to pay back."

If Shirataki was still a little unsure before, he is almost certain now.

When that city was built, this period of human history was completely distorted.

The kingdom of the dead standing tall in the world of the living—regardless of its ultimate outcome, its very existence is a negation of human nature.

And the Dragon Witch who owns this city... no matter what she truly thinks, no matter what she wishes to become, her very existence will become a violation of [human principles] and will forever be rejected by [humanity].

—In other words, if she could discover this matter...

"Then the door to human nature will open to you."

"You are no longer born from desire, and you will never be recognized by human reason."

"This is the final test."

"No one can help you, only you can pass the test yourself."

Shirataki stood on the top of the castle, overlooking the city and looking down at the foolish woman who was unknowingly walking towards her final fate.

He didn't know how it would end.

But no matter what choice Joan of Arc makes, he will fully support her choice and sincerely wish her a happy future.

"No matter what the future holds."

"I just hope your ending will be wonderful enough without any regrets."

……

Teaching Dragon Country, outside the city.

Looking at the pure white city in front of her, Bai Zhende, who came here alone, gurgled and swallowed subconsciously.

To be honest, she really didn't want to walk into this city like this.

She would rather break into the city as an attacker and have a real fight with the Dragon Witch who was using her name to deceive people.

But——130 “I’ll leave the rest to you.”

"Ah I?"

"Yeah, only you can do that."

"Collect information about Black Jeanne, approach that Master and try to persuade her to return, and by the way, try to build a good relationship with that little white dragon... These are things only you can do."

For some reason, Altria gave her a lot of tasks at once.

At the beginning, Bai Zhende was a little hesitant - no, it should be said that she didn't believe it at all.

But when she secretly activated the skill of [Divine Revelation], she found that the guidance of God was exactly the same as what Artoria said... Even Joan of Arc, who could loudly refute the enemy's interrogation and fight against the entire Vatican Inquisition alone, had to accept her fate.

"This happened because of you."

"Nature will also end because of you."

This was the enlightenment given to her by God.

This is also the important mission that she shoulders as she was called back to this world despite having to return to heaven.

"Since even the gods have said so...there's nothing we can do."

Looking at the city in front of me.

Trying her best to not think about what would happen next, the White Saint mustered her courage and cautiously walked towards the unfinished city gate.

Chapter 103: She Just Likes to Talk

With a nervous mood, the pure saint finally walked into the pure white city which she regarded as hell.

"It's okay, it's okay, the Lord will protect me."

She prayed silently in her heart, hoping that her soul would not be tainted by evil and filth.

——But, no.

Bai Zhende slowly walked along the main road of the city, while observing the surrounding environment.

She was somewhat surprised to find that the city did not seem as filthy and evil as she had imagined.

"Are they... the undead?"

Looking at the dragon servants who were participating in the construction, Bai Zhende could hardly believe her eyes.

She was 100% sure that it was the undead.

But they do not have the evil and stench that the undead carry.

They just worked there calmly, without hatred for the living, but possessing the kind of peace that belongs only to the dead... The two contradictory temperaments were perfectly integrated in these dragon servants - this made Bai Zhende realize that this city and its owner did not seem to be as evil and chaotic as she had imagined.

Then, after walking along the road for about fifteen minutes, Bai Zhende successfully met the owner of this city.

"What are you doing here?"

Black Joan of Arc, standing on the construction site, looked at this being who had the same origin as her but was essentially the opposite of her with a very unexpected look - she did not show too much hostility, because at this moment she no longer regarded herself as the shadow of this White Saint.

She admitted that she was born because of Joan of Arc, but since she already existed in this world, she was an independent individual with her own feelings and desires, and her own goals to strive for.

And these things were accumulated bit by bit by her own efforts and with her own hands - those are the things that truly belong to her and will never "betray" her existence.

"Um, I came here..."