Nobody knows how to be a villain better than me.

Of course, this tactic is not particularly advanced or difficult to understand, and it's not impossible that others have thought of similar strategies.

However, the same tactics can produce vastly different results when used in different scenarios or on different people.

For example, in the famous "Battle of Backwater" in Chinese history, only the creator, the military genius Han Xin, perfectly demonstrated the case of winning with fewer troops. However, almost none of the imitators succeeded. For example, Xu Huang's defeat at the Han River, Ma Su's loss at Jieting, Shi Dakai's defeat at the Dadu River, and the Battle of Yatai in the Paraguay War in modern times are all bloody negative examples.

Therefore, even if Joan of Arc wasn't a perfect military genius, she was at least an excellent commander with decent military skills, charisma, and authority, scoring 80 points.

Her pioneering rapid attack tactics also broke the pattern of warfare in the Middle Ages. In the siege warfare, her heavy artillery thinking gradually influenced the whole of Europe and even the Near East.

As her thoughts returned to normal, Fiore, who had gradually come to completely trust Jeanne d'Arc during their time together, looked up and asked her commander.

"Then what do we do next?"

"Wait!"

Joan of Arc answered succinctly, her gaze calm.

Thinking of the vast disparity in strength between the two sides, and the terrifying combat power of the opposing Servant, Fiore couldn't help but feel a little uneasy. She continued to press for answers, eager to find a way to win.

"Is there no other way?"

"We've done everything we can. Our only chance now is to hold out until the other side makes a mistake first."

Joan of Arc, who also lacked confidence, shook her head and smiled wryly. After thinking about it seriously, she casually offered an explanation.

"Based on my experience in leading troops, avoiding defeat is the best effort one can make, but to win, one needs the enemy to give them an opportunity."

Fiore nodded as if she understood, unaware that Joan of Arc's words revealed the essence of victory in battlefield strategy.

—First ensure your own invincibility, then wait for the enemy to become vulnerable.

"Let's wait patiently. Maybe we can really hold out until then." Joan of Arc briefly reassured Fiore, then looked up at the full moon in the night sky, silently estimating the time in her mind. She then turned back to look at the Holy Grail. "What about the monitoring results?"

"The Holy Grail? The Holy Grail hasn't always been there..."

As Fiore spoke, she subconsciously activated the crystal ball on the table, but her gaze froze, her face filled with astonishment.

"Wait! The Holy Grail... it's... it's moving?!"

Upon hearing this, Joan of Arc immediately rushed to the table and looked at the misty ley line point, which was actually changing shape and moving on the map.

According to the map, its orientation appears to be "Floare"...

The town of Tulipas, which is preparing to relocate!

For a moment, Joan of Arc and Fiore, completely bewildered, stared at each other, utterly at a loss for words.

What exactly is going on?

Could it be that the Holy Grail has come back to life?!

Just then, on a quiet, empty path, a monster girl with two horns on her head, long red hair, a gothic dress, scales on her forearms, and sharp fangs in her mouth, walked through the woods with a lively and cheerful air. She would stop from time to time, strike an elegant pose as if she were singing, clear her throat, and practice singing in the empty space.

"Laaaaa!"

“poiiiiiii~”

Accompanied by an off-key, mesmerizing melody, it echoed through the woods, amidst a deathly silence.

"OK! The audience is very satisfied! When we get to the next town, we can officially set up the stage and let our idols take the stage!"

"Hmph, they must really want to hear me sing!? The tickets will definitely sell out!"

The monster girl stood smugly with her hands on her hips, fantasizing about her debut and instant success. Then, while straining her voice, she walked towards the town in the distance under the night sky.

Behind her, the leaves rustled and shook, and squirrels and birds fell headfirst to the ground. Even large wild boars and gray wolves foamed at the mouth and collapsed on both sides of the road.

Chapter 74 Is This an Idiot? (4k)

At dawn, a high-pitched, off-key voice rose sharply, its terrifying sonic waves creating visible ripples in the air. The sound was so deafening that it shook the heavens and made the birds in flight tremble as if they were having an epileptic seizure, causing them to fall to the ground in a flurry.

"Laaa!!!!"

"Who? Who!"

Outside the town, in the courtyard suspended high in the sky, Samael, who was sleeping lazily on the bed, suddenly jolted awake. The hairs on his body stood on end, and he sat up abruptly, like a snake that had been accidentally stepped on while hibernating in its cave and instinctively raised its head and flicked its tongue, looking around for a target.

"La la la~ Singing while fighting~..."

Soon, the ancient snake recognized the melody, stiffly turned its head to follow the sound, and its opening and closing vertical pupils gradually focused on the slightly trembling window, subconsciously grinding its teeth to ask.

Who is singing?

"It's not here..."

The Empress, who entered upon hearing the news, also couldn't help but twitch her facial muscles, looking down at the land shrouded in clouds with a mixture of doubt and resentment.

"...It seems to be the town up ahead?"

Samael was slightly taken aback. If he remembered correctly, the two places were at least a few kilometers apart.

"Let's go, little fawn~, basically we have to be~ super cute~..."

As the disastrously off-key singing broke through the clouds once again and lingered in his ears, Samael's painful memories surged into his mind like a mudslide after a floodgate was opened. The large veins on his forehead bulged, his teeth clenched, and his face turned from white to red, then from red to green, and finally from iron-blue to blackish-purple, his face full of bitterness and resentment.

"You idiot! Beat her up!"

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Down!"

Semiramis, who was previously relatively lazy and lacked enthusiasm for work, is now full of energy and hastily issued a call to action.

Immediately, the aggrieved residents in the courtyard responded in droves and rushed to the scene of the noise disturbance.

At this moment, the Thousand World Tree Castle, with its doors and windows trembling and dust falling from its dome, was filled with a somber and resentful atmosphere.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

"What is this? A spell? Or a divine incantation?"

"Why does it sound like poorly written lyrics?"

"Whether she's singing or chanting, if she keeps howling like this, it'll really be a disaster! The people of Floare haven't all been evacuated yet, and they're all civilians!"

"Yes! Quickly find someone to gag her! Immediately!"

Amidst the chaos, the heroic spirits and magic troops of the Thousand World Tree were also urgently dispatched.

Meanwhile, in the center of the town.

On the stage of a cultural performance, a red-haired girl with dragon horns, dressed in a gothic dress, holds a pink microphone that she somehow acquired, closes her eyes and sings passionately, trying to present her proud debut work to her audience in the most perfect way.

However, due to his immersive performance, the newly debuted idol apparently did not see the audience members who had gathered out of curiosity, now lying sprawled out, foaming at the mouth and sprawled out in disarray.

Ordinary people are clearly not fortunate enough to enjoy such treatment.

Meanwhile, as the sound waves spread and enveloped the entire town, the once noisy residences and taverns fell into complete silence amidst a series of heavy thuds.

Even the cats and dogs on the roadside, the cattle, sheep, chickens and ducks in the pen, and the birds flying in the sky were not spared, all falling straight down.

The town fell into an eerie silence, with only the increasingly loud and clear singing echoing through the air.

Hmph, I guess I'm a natural idol. Were the audience all amazed by my beautiful singing voice?

Therefore, for the sake of my audience, I cannot slack off!

Yo~ The rhythm of love is like dragon scales~!

Get ready for full improvisation!

Just as the Dragon Girl on stage proudly raised her long neck, cleared her throat, and prepared to start a new round of her solo show, noisy footsteps came from all around.

Huh? There are actually new viewers?

Hahaha! I'm actually that amazing?

Receiving an enthusiastic response from the audience, Miss Dragon Girl was even happier, excitedly slapping the ground with her pink tail covered in dragon scales.

Immediately, the idol on stage took a deep breath, raising her vocal range several notches, and opened her mouth to the pink microphone in her hand, ready to unleash her heavenly voice.

Although I'm a little embarrassed, I'll still generously show you my true strength...!

"shut up!"

"Shut up!"

However, before the Dragon Maiden could even begin to sing, bursts of unbearable shouts and angry rebukes came from both sides of the square.

Immediately following were two sharp whooshing sounds.

puff puff!

Two swift arrows, carrying a warning, pierced through the stage floor and embedded themselves at the feet of the idol, their exposed tail feathers humming and trembling.

scare!

The song that had been building up abruptly stopped. The idol, who was immersed in the performance, was awakened by the change in the outside world. He hurriedly opened his eyes and looked at the group of impolite new audience members in astonishment.

Finally, she calmed down a bit.

At this moment, Chiron and Atalanta, who had arrived first thanks to their mobility, exchanged a glance and nodded in unison, their eyes showing approval of each other.

As the heroes of Mount Ares, they were famous for their military achievements, but that did not mean they lacked cultural refinement. After all, they were teachers who taught classes at the Academy of Athens. In their leisure time, they mostly listened to the music of the genius musician Orpheus.

Neither of them writes lyrics or composes music, but they know how to appreciate it.

The more one's ears have heard heavenly music, the lower their tolerance for this kind of noise.

At this moment, the magicians and Servants who arrived at the stage one after another surrounded the stage. Although they were on different sides, the two sides that collided with each other unanimously restrained their hostility and pointed their spears at a certain culprit.

Clearly, this idol singer inadvertently provoked public outrage.

Immediately, the leaders exchanged glances and began to collectively address the prisoners who were causing panic in the central area.

"Nameless heroic spirit, surrender! You are already surrounded..."

"Damn it, damn it, damn it! Not only did they ruin my concert, they even dared to..."

However, before the aggrieved parties could even begin to demand an explanation, the Dragon Girl on stage stamped her feet and looked down at the audience, her face filled with a mixture of grief and indignation.

"...How dare they treat my lovely audience like this! It's unforgivable!"

For a moment, this indignant questioning caused the brains of the magicians and spirits on the field to freeze.

After a long while, the crowd, having finally managed to figure things out from their daze, stared in astonishment at the furious culprit on the stage.

Huh? Isn't this all your fault...?

"Shameless troublemakers, a bunch of filthy pigs! Despicable hyenas! Squeaking little squirrels!"

Before anyone could fully react, the idol on stage gritted his teeth, his light blue eyes practically spitting fire, and immediately grabbed the microphone, cursing and roaring in anger. Welcome to the [Night Raid] monthly fee group.

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"As long as I'm here, you won't be able to ruin my stage or hurt my audience!"

As she spoke, Long Niang resolutely plunged the long, spear-shaped microphone in her hand into the ground. A purple-gold halo spread out like ripples on water, and a majestic, eerie Gothic castle rose from the ground, sucking the town's unconscious residents into it.

The crowd looked at the righteous and awe-inspiring Dragon Girl, then at themselves, and were all filled with confusion.

This script seems to be reversed.

Meanwhile, in the courtyard hall.

Semiramis, who was watching the battle from a distance, was also speechless for a long time after seeing the non-static image projected by the magic, before she finally calmed down and spoke softly.

"Is this guy an idiot?"

"probably……"

Samael raised his hand to his forehead, his cheek twitching as he turned his head away, looking at him with unbearable disapproval, silently complaining to himself.

How could it be this idiot? Elizabeth Bathory!

That's right, the dragon girl who appeared in the town is the protagonist of the best-selling novel "Lady Çachts," the legendary Hungarian royal protector who was stigmatized, and one of the prototypes of vampires—the "Blood Witch" Elizabeth Bathory.

However, although the horns on her head look like those of a demon, they are actually dragon-like, just like her tail, and her fangs are not vampire teeth but dragon teeth.

These origins appear to stem from the family crest of the Bathory lineage.

The shield-shaped coat of arms, modeled after red teeth, symbolizes the dragon's bravery and strength, as well as its ruthlessness in not letting its enemies live.

The reason for this change is that, strictly speaking, she has little to do with the historical Elizabeth Bathory herself, but is a fantasy creature that blends legends, speculations and other factors.

This kind of "evil" being, which creates misunderstandings through novels, rumors, etc., and whose impressions based on their behavior in life distort their past and way of being, thus changing their abilities and posture, is also known as an "innocent monster".

Seemingly due to her dragon-like fantastical traits, this monster girl who inherited the name Elizabeth Bathory, under the influence of the "innocent monster," became a demonized hybrid of dragon and monster.