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Does that level of swordsmanship really exist? Who exactly is Mr. Rosser? Is he a dragon, a god, or a human?

She sensed the presence of a god, and Siegfried, the dragon-slaying hero, would not mistake it; it must be a dragon, yet it claimed to be human...

"That felt so good~~".

At this time.

Feeling exhilarated, Rosser shrugged and strode back with an arrogant gait that would get him beaten up eight times over. Then, his expression changed, and he looked weak: "Jeanne-d'Arc, I won, but Siegfried truly lived up to his reputation as a great hero against dragons, he severely injured me."

He raised the back of his hand to slap the blood off Siegfried, wiped it away, revealing a small cut that would heal on its own later, and shamelessly leaned closer: "Could you blow on it for me...it hurts so much."

Joan of Arc: Does she really look so unintelligent? She was just watching the whole thing, while you were beating up poor Mr. Siegfried.

But.....

She really couldn't refuse the request from Rother, who had helped her so much.

Rosser looked smugly at Joan of Arc, who had her head bowed.

Not too stupid, but easy to bully...

Then she had Joan of Arc rest her head on her lap, gently cleaning her ears with her small hands and massaging her head acupoints. When she was resting her head on her lap, she turned her over and breathed on her, which scared her away.

Sensing the unfriendly gaze behind him, Roser immediately turned around and began making his demands with an air of self-righteousness: "Mash-chan, you're the best. A lap pillow, please. Oh, and a glass of juice too..."

So, the shameless guy got to enjoy another set.

Ordinary people shouldn't try to emulate him, otherwise, if they're not strong enough, they could easily end up locked in a basement or killed with a machete...

at last.

Rosser, who had been driven away by the girls, stepped forward dejectedly and solemnly announced: "Let's go. Objective: kidnap Jeanne Alter and end the Singularity."

Just kidding, Jeanne Alter is a one-of-a-kind character that can never be reproduced.

Definitely worth keeping. After you've finished your business, you can go back and take a nap. I bet even the goddess hasn't gotten up yet.

As for Elizabeth and Kiyohime, both dragon-attribute Servants from a certain city, and Saint George, these Servants might become Gudako's allies...

Anyway, Gudako doesn't know, so it doesn't matter. It's not his loss, hehe.

not far away.

Gudako sneezed, then suddenly felt a sharp pain that made it hard to breathe. She crushed a can of cola in her hand and snarled, "This is so strange, Mashu. Why do I have angina? The last time I felt this bad was when I lost 20,000 yen while shopping... Some bastard is definitely plotting against me!"

.....

"Xiao Fei, pick me some wild fruit."

"Hey Xiao Fei, bring me a cup of hot tea. What? There's no tea in this desolate place? Then figure something out. I'm the boss, I'm only responsible for making requests."

"You won't listen? I might just grab a bite to eat with a few people on the way if I go myself."

"I'm back. I don't want tea anymore, I want hot coffee... Draw your sword if you want, come on, this swordsman will give you three strikes."

"Xiao Fei, you're being incredibly disrespectful to me. You didn't even open your eyes when you spoke to me."

On the back of the Iron-framed Dragon, Rosser snorted in dissatisfaction.

Damn it, the girls rode in his car once and they'd rather die than let him take them for a ride again. Even Red Dragon wouldn't let him install jetpacks.

“........."

Siegfried, his face bruised and swollen, his head kicked and his eyes swollen shut, remained expressionless, ignoring everything.

Even someone as magnanimous as him wanted to swear.

How did you, a dragon, manage to master swordsmanship to such an incomprehensible level?

It could even erase his hair from his very concept, making it impossible for it to grow back.

He is a record, a record projected from the Throne of Heroes...

It shouldn't be that they just erased all the records of the Throne of Heroes, right?

Siegfried was starting to panic.

Even a hero is still a human being and has his own little pleasures; otherwise, how could he maintain such a well-groomed long hairstyle?

He had a bad feeling. What if he was bald in the real world and even the records of the Hall of Heroes were completely bald and his hair would never grow back?

around.

A group of girls tried hard to suppress their laughter.

But one of the scoundrels couldn't hold back at all and burst into uncontrollable laughter, slapping the dragon's back hard.

This caused them to burst out laughing.

With his bald head and swollen, bruised face, Siegfried looked incredibly fierce. He would simply block the road, and without a word, passersby would respectfully hand over protection money.

"Squat down."

Rother snorted and said arrogantly, "I hate it when people look up to others. Hurry up, or I'll eat people. See that laughing orange-haired girl? She'll be the first one I eat."

Siegfried clenched his fists, but still squatted down in frustration.

Then, a large foot was placed in front of him.

"What are you standing there for? You know how to massage feet, right? Go ahead and massage them. By the way, I haven't washed my feet for days, they smell bad, just bear with it."

Of course, there's no flavor, since it's difficult for someone of his caliber to have any, but it can be added later.

Rother, without batting an eye, sprinkled a bunch of pungent chemical agents...

"Go ahead and eat, or I'm going to start eating!"

Siegfried: So this is the only move you know, huh?

Rother: This trick works best against overly compassionate people.

You want to kill me the moment you see me....

Even though he's always been broad-minded, he still needs to be taught a lesson! What's wrong with being a good person? It's precisely because he's a good person that he needs to know the harsh realities of society; this is helping him.

Suddenly, Rosser felt even more justified, believing he was radiating the glorious light of the Holy Father.

"I pinched it—!"

With his back teeth practically ground to powder, Siegfried was seething with resentment and exerted all his strength, trying to teach the evil dragon a lesson.

but.....

"Ah, that feels good! You're stronger! Didn't you eat?"

Rosser groaned comfortably, enjoying the B+ grade muscle massage; the pleasure was indescribable.

Aside.

Gudako's eyes were red with envy, tears welling up in her eyes.

Damn it, he should have been her lackey... ugh, she meant servant, but she hadn't gotten him yet, so it wasn't appropriate for him to reveal his true identity...

In short, damn it, that bastard Rosser, he stole another good thing from her.

Glancing at a certain envious and jealous type, Rosser grumbled loudly on purpose: "Wow, Siegfried is amazing. He truly deserves to be called an all-around hero. He's an expert in everything."

Gudako almost shed tears of blood. She turned around and angrily went to find Jeanne d'Arc, only to find her staring into the distance, seemingly lost in thought.

Oh yes, there were a bunch of destroyed towns on the way, it was a terrible sight.

Gudako comforted her, "Relax a bit. You saved this country, and now that you've destroyed it, it's just returning it to its rightful owner, isn't it?"

What the hell is this about returning something to its rightful owner?

Marian, who was standing to the side, fell silent.

Is this how you use this word?

"Senior, if you don't know how to comfort someone, you don't have to say anything!!"

Mashu couldn't help but turn to him and say, "Jeanne, that wasn't you, nor was it your fault."

"That's right, it's a fictional being that emerged from prayer."

A lazy voice came from Rosser, who was enjoying Siegfried's teeth-gritting back pounding.

"What do you mean by 'fictional existence'..., Mr. Luo?"

Mashu couldn't help but ask.

Although even Martha, who once served under Joan of Arc, was completely baffled, the mysterious Dora Ather might actually know.

"I said..."

Rother sighed and said helplessly, "You guys don't really think that someone as cute and kind as Jeanne d'Arc could have some evil or hateful side, do you?"

Joan of Arc blushed and stammered in rebuttal, "It's not that... exaggerated."

But the others were truly stumped by this question.

Everyone looked at the village girl, unable to imagine her as evil.

Just like one cannot imagine what a certain person would look like as a saint.

"Could it be..."

Mashu hesitated and asked, "Is someone impersonating Jeanne d'Arc?"

Martha frowned: "No, I don't sense any trace of disguise."

"Because it says it's fictional, and it's called a prayer, so it's obviously a fictional vengeful ghost born from someone's prayer for Joan of Arc's fate, right?"

Gudako squinted at the scumbag: "But why should we believe what you're saying is true?"

Believe it or not, nothing, past or future, can be hidden from these eyes.

Rose smiled smugly, having already moved past the stage of arguing with Gudako.

Then he unleashed a dazzling beam of light, which enveloped Gudako...

"What are you doing!"

Gudako was startled, but then realized that nothing had happened.

"Wait, Gudako, your face...."

Mashu turned around in shock to look at Jeanne.

They're practically identical, except...

"I'm just helping you remove the marks on your face. Do you think I, a kind-hearted saint, would really let you wear clown makeup and eat poop for a month?"

Rother smiled indulgently.

Gudako shuddered, then realized her face wasn't any worse than before, but...

"You made my breasts disappear?"

The Gudako in front of me has suddenly become so bad that even a fly would slip on her.

"Waaaaah, I'll fight you to the death!"

Gudako cried for the first time, lunging forward and fighting, her voice trembling with tears: "Change back to normal! This is the only thing that can prove I'm a woman!"

So you do have some self-awareness!

This sentence simultaneously popped into the minds of many young girls.

They still thought Gudako had no concept of this.

"It's a disguise. It's not that I've really changed. It's just lasting for one day."

Rosser reminded him.

It's just that the followers can't see through it; it's all a mirage, something you deserve.

And a certain acquaintance, Mad Oran, is arriving soon. When he does, he'll see his king...

That guy... he was using the Anti-Dragon Special Attack to beat Saber to death, while insisting that he was seeking punishment and redemption.

Rose looked at Gudako with pity. Ran was second only to Berserker in melee combat, and could be considered exceptional in melee combat alone.

Don't misunderstand, he was just trying to give Gudako the necessary training; it was all out of kindness.

Yes, it is like that.

Gudako felt a chill for no reason, then stared intently at the bastard.