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

Looking at the young man in front of her who was about her own age, Bai Zhende, who had been somewhat nervous, gradually relaxed her nerves and was finally able to ask the question that had been bothering her:

"Have you been protecting and guiding her?"

Bai Zhende asked in a rather affirmative tone.

In her opinion, it was because of the existence of this god that her "sister" who was born out of anger did not go further and further down the path of evil.

but--

"Not."

An unexpected answer.

Bai Zhende stared in confusion at the young man in front of her who was once a god.

"You underestimate her, and you underestimate yourself."

"???"

"Even if she is not your true other side, but merely a shadow formed by the light shining on you...but since she was born from a true saint, no matter how evil she is, how evil can she be?"

Chapter 105: She has made progress, but not much

About seven days passed.

Because the dragon servants worked overtime, the huge project that was originally planned to take a month to complete was finally completed in just over a week.

"The next thing to do is to decorate the city."

"Then I will personally hold the groundbreaking ceremony for this city!"

The high-spirited Joan of Arc announced the final stage of the mission in her magnificent palace.

At the same time, sets of drawings were also distributed to "idlers" such as Qingji and Elizabeth.

This was a blueprint designed by Jeanne d'Arc herself, with the help of the Chaldeans Agency for its photocopying assistance. The blueprint depicts 665 important magic nodes, located in the city's major buildings, city walls, or even in some inconspicuous corners.

This is what Black Joan of Arc calls "decoration".

When these magic nodes are set up, the city will truly begin to "operate~"

However, setting up magic nodes was no easy task, as low-level dragon servants were completely unsuitable for such a high-level work environment. Jeanne d'Arc could only assign this arduous task to these "idlers," a small "reward" for their long hours of free food and drink... well, that was true.

But who can tell Bai Zhende?

Why does she have such a set of drawings in her hands?

……

At the beginning, Bai Zhende suspected that this was a trap.

It was Black Joan of Arc who deliberately seduced her into taking the bait and used it to frame her.

But Bai Zhende quickly got rid of this idea - because the people sitting next to her said in unison that the Dragon Witch didn't have that kind of brains.

Expect her to frame someone? Forget it, she prefers to burn people with fire!

"Furthermore, after our testing, there is no problem with these magic nodes."

"Combined together, they can truly form a complete, ultra-large magic circuit. This magic circuit can connect with the underground spiritual veins, transforming this complex of buildings into a true city... You can understand it this way: when these magic nodes are activated, the city will have jurisdiction over this land."

"665 magic nodes, plus the place she set up specifically for herself at the end to [lay the foundation], just happened to make up the concept of 666."

"She probably meant that this is the city of hell, right?"

The answer from Dr. Roman is very professional.

But this also made Bai Zhende more certain of one thing:

"wrong."

"There's something extremely wrong with this."

Bai Zhende admitted that her sister definitely didn't have the brains to plot a conspiracy. But at the same time, it would be completely unreasonable for her to suddenly forget that there was actually a "traitor" sent by another force in the city.

"But what does she want to do?"

White Joan of Arc looked at the very detailed design drawing in her hand. She knew that as long as she played a little trick in it, she could make Black Joan of Arc's "groundbreaking ceremony" come to nothing.

She had originally planned to do so.

But when she brought this crucial information back to Lyon overnight, the wise and intelligent king pondered for a long time and gave her an unexpected answer:

"No need to stop her."

"You can even cooperate with her."

……

Without time to ask more questions, the confused saint took on a new mission and rushed towards Teaching Dragon City overnight.

But now, she is not the only heroic spirit who has learned this important intelligence.

"Why did you ask her to go back and help that witch?"

"Did you discover anything?"

Martha asked with some confusion.

She was not questioning the king's decision, she just felt that she couldn't let the witch's plan go so smoothly... If she didn't stop her at this time, it was very likely that she would not be able to stop it.

A city of the dead standing on the land of the living—what a blasphemy!

But this is actually what Altria wanted to say.

"I don't know what she wants to do."

"But I know what she wants us to do."

Altria said calmly.

Here, she had to admit that the spirited little sister seemed to have made some progress - in just a few months' absence, she had grown from the arrogant person who couldn't tell the difference between the heaven and the earth to a little girl who knew how to use strategies.

But... too tender.

If no one asked, Altria wouldn't even bother to answer such a trick.

"She's waiting."

"She's waiting for us to stop her and ruin her plans."

"Huh? Why would she do that?"

"I don't know, but I know what she doesn't want to see—and that's what I'm going to let her see."

The king's decisions are always so decisive.

There is no need to truly understand the enemy's intentions, just do things that make the enemy suffer... The legendary king who is worthy of being pursued by all knights is essentially such a cold-blooded person.

At the same time, Artoria finally understood why Shirataki had such a special liking for the Dragon Witch.

"Distorted sacredness, false sublimity."

"Even if I carry the sins that this world cannot tolerate, I never hope for redemption. Instead, I hope to be able to keep it a little longer, a little longer."

At least in this respect, the man and the dragon are really similar.

……

Another week has passed.

Unfortunately, the "accident" that Black Jeanne hoped would happen did not happen in the end.

With the joint help of Mashu, Elizabeth and other servants, the 665 magic nodes were set up at a fairly steady speed - under Joan of Arc's careful inspection, they were sturdy and reliable, and there would definitely be no accidents.

"Well, the day has finally come."

Black Joan of Arc stood in front of her palace with great satisfaction.

In front of the palace lay a main road, about thirty meters wide, and in front of it was a circular plaza. In the center of the plaza was a small hole—all she had to do now was insert the cursed flag into that hole to declare the city's construction complete.

"very good."

She smiled and waved, greeting the dragon servants standing on both sides of the road; then she raised the flag in her hand with a rather solemn expression and took the first step forward.

——I don’t know why, but looking at the solemn expression on Joan of Arc’s face, there was even a hint of “solemnity and holiness” in her expression.

At this moment, Joan of Arc did not feel any "joy" from her at all.

She only felt a sadness she had never felt before.

That was the sadness that came from Black Jeanne's body, and because they came from the same source, it was also reflected in her.

At this moment, Bai Zhende finally understood where this "sadness" came from.

"No, that's not right!"

“This is not a groundbreaking ceremony.”

The pure white saint suddenly raised her head and looked at the black witch who was striding forward with her head held high and chest puffed out with an expression of astonishment.

"This is a funeral—"

"She planned an elaborate funeral for herself!! 口!"

Chapter 106: Unblessed Life, Heaven's Punishment Has Already Begun

Black Joan of Arc carried the flag and walked on the straight street.

Next to it is a white building with various dragon-shaped reliefs carved on the pure white walls. It shines brightly under the sun, as if it is about to come alive.

At this moment, she was undoubtedly in a joyful mood.

"so good."

She felt absolutely satisfied as she walked in this city that she designed and built with her own hands and that belonged entirely to her.

Who can understand this sense of achievement, this sense of accomplishment of creating something from nothing, from wasteland to city?

Creation is always much more difficult than destruction, but the happiness gained from it is much stronger - at least in this moment, this witch born from anger truly experienced an emotion that made her happier than "destruction".

"Besides, this is a city I personally protected."

Black Jeanne d'Arc continued walking, and thought of the two swords of Altria again.

Those were two thrilling releases of the Noble Phantasm. Even Jeanne d'Arc herself felt that it was a miracle that she survived.

But looking back, she can proudly hold her chest high and declare to everyone that she risked her life to protect this city - similarly, no one will doubt her obsession with this city, and no one will doubt how much she loves this city.

Oh, yes, and the partner who created miracles with her.

Black Joan of Arc raised her head and looked at the white dragon standing on the stone tablet in the center of the square, which looked like a white statue.

The stone tablet was blank—Black Jeanne had originally intended to inscribe her ten great achievements on it. However, she felt that her achievements were too numerous to engrave in full, so she simply left it blank.

"But this little dragon is really powerful."

"It can actually become so powerful."

"I wonder what it will look like after it merges with that aho-haired creature?"

Black Joan of Arc couldn't help but think of this again.

She was no fool, and certainly not one to deceive herself. It was already established that Shirataki was Altria's "partner"—otherwise, they wouldn't both be summoned at the same time.

And now, with the successful establishment of this city, her story will also come to an end.

After that, will it go back to being that aho-man?

That seems pretty good, doesn't it? Even though they were enemies, Black Jeanne admitted that the ahoge looked quite reliable. If White Dragon continued to follow her, nothing would go wrong—that's what Black Jeanne thought on the surface.

But, but——

"really."

Black Jeanne d'Arc, who was walking, suddenly stopped.

Amid the others' puzzled expressions, she suddenly lowered her head. Her face, which had just been bright and sunny, instantly turned gloomy.

"I'm still so unwilling."