One Hundred and Ninety Nine <Fafnir>

When the battle outside was in full swing, Rozen, Matthew, and Joan of Arc came directly to Orleans, and saw Joan of Arc and Caster again.

Meeting again after a lapse of two days did not bring about any changes between the two parties.

Joan of Arc still cursed the whole world, the atmosphere of darkness, hatred, evil, etc. lingered in her body, bringing ominous signs.

Caster still looked the same, his expression was full of haggardness and madness, which was not flattering.

And at this moment, this unflattering follower turned his eyes full of hatred on Luo Zhen.

"Is it you again...?"

Caster seemed to be talking to himself, and also seemed to be cursing at Luo Zhen, twisting his face and making a sound.

"Take away our saint without authorization...! And barge in like this...! You...! You, you, you, you...! Who are you!?"

Caster's madness was still there, making Mash feel that the opponent might attack at any time, so he quickly set up a shield and blocked it in front of Rozen.

Like Matthew, Joan of Arc also set up the holy flag, instead of protecting Rozen from the left and the right, as if symbolizing the two shields on the left and right sides of Rozen, she firmly covered it behind her.

Perhaps because of this, the opponent's two cavalry servants did not just attack directly, but all turned their attention to Luo Zhen.

The difference is that Caster will still look at Luo Zhen with hatred, and Black Joan seems to completely ignore Luo Zhen's existence, and then looks at Joan again after glancing at him.

"Still as innocent as before, my lord saint."

Joan of Arc said it in a sarcastic tone as usual.

"You can't fight after you have nothing to protect, right? Then this time it became like this? After being betrayed by France that needs to be protected, you turn to protect that little human Master? Are you not afraid of being betrayed by that guy?"

It has to be said that Joan of Arc's words were quite harsh.

In particular, this person has a special status, and the words that come out of his mouth are all sharp blades that cannot be ignored for Joan of Arc.

because,

That would open Joan's scars.

Only in the face of this person, Joan can't avoid the denial of her own way of existence, right?

However, Jeanne still said so.

"Now, this little human master beside me is my comrade in arms, and of course I have to protect him."

Saying this, Joan of Arc glanced at Caster who was standing beside Black Joan of Arc, and said so loudly.

"Even if you are full of hatred now, at least you still remember that comrades need to be protected, right?"

These words also became a sharp blade to attack Black Joan.

Just as Joan of Arc knows Joan of Arc very well, Joan of Arc also understands Joan of Arc very well, and understands that this still has a nostalgia for the comrades who have been fighting around her, otherwise she would not just trust him.

However, this caused both Joan of Arc and Caster to overreact.

"Are you comparing that human to Gil...!?"

Black Joan glared at Joan as if she wanted to grit her teeth.

And Caster was even more excited.

"Oh...! Oh oh oh...! Saint...! Have you forgotten that I am your most loyal believer...!? Only me...! Only me...! Even a god can resist for you...!"

Caster yelled in pain.

That crazy look was so unfriendly to women, it made Matthew want to back off a bit.

On the contrary, Luo Zhen himself fell silent when he saw Joan of Arc and Caster like this.

Under such circumstances, Joan just looked at the two with somewhat sad eyes, and then said so.

"No matter who it is, as long as it is fighting under the glory of the Lord, it is my comrade in arms."

Facing the resentment of the two, Joan responded with this sentence.

This actually calmed the two of them down.

"Jeanne..." Caster's face full of madness suddenly became kind, as if he had returned to the time when he had not fallen into evil ways, and said with a smile: "You are really as kind as before."

"Unfortunately..." Joan of Arc said indifferently, "I don't need a kind self."

After finishing speaking, Joan of Arc ignored the protection of Caster beside her, and walked forward on her own.

"To be honest, your appearance only makes me feel how pathetic you are."

There was a mocking expression on Black Joan's face, which was exactly the same as Joan's.

"France is hopeless, nearly 70% of the country has become a nest of wyverns."

"I... the stupid people we have been guarding have almost all entered the belly of the Wyvern, or they were brutally killed by my servants and turned into minced meat that can't even be called a corpse."

"In addition, Charles VII was also killed by me, and what is left in France now is just a small thing that can be solved with a little finishing touch."

"And you claim to want to save France like this?"

"It's too ridiculous."

Black Jeanne opened her hand and spoke loudly as if she wanted to show something.

"Look! The thing we have devoted our lives to guard is so fragile! It is just a little disaster and it can easily perish! Such a thing...such a country...such a people...if the Lord has been protecting it, how can it disappear so easily!?"

What Black Joan wanted to express couldn't be more clear.

"God or something doesn't exist at all."

Black Joan completely denied Joan, and also completely denied herself.

"Because you heard the voice of the Lord, did you set foot on the battlefield?"

"It's nothing but self-deception!"

"No one asked you to save this country, you are just immersed in self-satisfaction, that's why you will have such an ending!"

In Black Joan's words full of anger, hatred and curse, the entire audience hall began to shake.

"this…!?"

"This is…!?"

Matthew and Jeanne were surprised at the same time.

Luo Zhen also almost fell to the ground while shaking, but tried his best to control his figure, and activated the skills of and without hesitation, bringing the surrounding area under his eyes.

Then, the report from Chaldea also came.

"Here we come! The magic reaction of super-large creatures!"

Roman's voice reached everyone's ears eagerly.

"This... this magical power...! Phantom beast...! No...! It's already close to the level of a divine beast!"

Along with Roman's report, Joan of Arc's call resounded through the air.

"Come out!"

"The embodiment of destruction and evil!"

"!"

When such a call fell, the shaking of the entire audience hall suddenly stopped.

Immediately...

"Hooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo"

The terrifying dragon chant sounded like it came up from the depths of hell, resounding throughout the entire world.

"Boom!"

In the next second, the ground exploded.

There, a huge existence like the incarnation of evil slowly appeared.

Huge wings.

Huge body.

Huge limbs.

Huge head.

This is the real dragon species, the strongest existence among the fantasy species.

The pair of eyes of the other party slowly moved down, and finally, they stared at Luo Zhen and his party.

Inside, deadly rage and hostility surged.