France, Orleans.
While the France Army camp was in a state of celebration, Orleans was also in an unprecedented state of pressure.
If someone was around Orleans, he would be able to see wyverns flying in from all directions like birds returning to their nests and returning to Orleans.
At the same time, in the castle in the central square of Orleans, in the hall of audience, Jeanne Alter did not sit on the throne, but stood in the middle of the hall, letting the evil dragon flag flutter in her hand.
Until a certain moment, the second person appeared there.
"Jeanne Alter."
The person who appeared there was naturally Caster.
To be more precise, it should be said that the person who died long ago and became a sinner in history, slaughtered hundreds of children, and fell into madness and evil. Jeanne Alter? Rei.
The marshal appeared in the hall, bowed to Jeanne Alter like a pilgrim, and reported in an excited tone.
"All the two-footed flying dragons in France have been summoned back. Tomorrow, the largest legion should be able to be gathered and stationed in Orleans."
That was what Jeanne Alter came to report.
"Very well." Jeanne Alter said coldly, "Where are the servants?"
As soon as she said that, two figures appeared from the shadows and came to the hall.
"We are back."
Lancer, who looked like a noble Grand Duke, held a spear that looked like an iron pole in his hand.
"Although the blood collection is not enough, since you called us back in such a hurry, there should be enough killing to make up for this loss, right?"
Assassin, who was holding the iron maiden torture instrument, also laughed in a low voice, and she was not unhappy because she was called back.
Jeanne Alter glanced at the two servants.
D 'Eon, Martha, and Atalanta were originally upright and noble heroes, and they were not the type who would stand on Jeanne Alter's side, then the two servants in front of her were the opposite.
Both of them were extremely bloodthirsty and cruel in Dragon Witch's camp. Not only did they know how to kill, but they also drank blood. They regarded the people of France as prey, squeezing all human blood dry, and did a lot of unforgivable things for that.
In the face of these two servants, even Jeanne Alter couldn't be at ease.
If you let your guard down, perhaps these two people would pounce on you from behind when you weren't paying attention and bite your throat until your blood was sucked dry.
Of course, even if that wasn't the case, Jeanne Alter wouldn't trust anyone.
Except for Caster, Jeanne Alter didn't trust or rely on anyone.
In this way, Jeanne Alter explained the situation concisely.
"Archer and Rider have been taken care of."
Lancer and Assassin's eyebrows twitched when they heard his straightforward words.
Then …
"What a pity."
Lancer's expression did not change. With his usual elegant attitude, he expressed his thoughts in a tone that was neither too light nor too heavy.
"If I knew those two were so easy to deal with, I would have collected their blood earlier."
Assassin expressed her thoughts without the slightest hesitation. She was evil and ruthless.
Jeanne Alter didn't expect the two of them to react in any way, so she said with a blank expression.
"Among the three servants who pursued the enemy, only Saber came back."
As soon as Jeanne Alter's words fell, a man and a woman walked in from the door of the hall.
"The enemy's combat power has been sufficiently improved. The number of servants is no longer only one, but six."
D 'Eon didn't bother with the pleasantries and went straight to the point.
"It is estimated that in the next few days, the enemy will try to attack here again."
D 'Eon completed such a report.
In view of this, Jeanne Alter let Lancer and Assassin, who were slaughtering outside, come back.
"Although you can summon servants as long as you have the Holy Grail, the Holy Grail seems to have made a meaningless and spontaneous move. The summoning of servants will lead to the emergence of more neutral servants. I don't want to use this method unless it's necessary."
Jeanne Alter said.
"You will stay in Orleans and be ready to deal with the enemy."
As soon as she said that, the first to express his opinion was D 'Eon.
"I have a request." D 'Eon suddenly said, "The enemy's Rider must be handed over to me."
Jeanne Alter frowned when she heard that.
At that time, Lancer and Assassin also expressed their intentions.
"I just need blood." Lancer said, "In any case, if the blood belongs to me, then I have no problem."
"That won't do." Assassin immediately retorted, "All the blood of beautiful girls belongs to me. I have already said that."
"This is really difficult." Lancer frowned as well. He seemed to be having a headache, but at the same time, he said nonchalantly, "Why don't we see who hunts it down first, and then it belongs to them?"
That sentence made Assassin sarcastically.
"When it comes to hunting, who can match your noble phantasm, Vlad III? Tsepesh. "
Lancer's real name was called out by Assassin.
Vlad III? Tsepesh.
If there were others here, they would be surprised to hear that name, right?
Because in Romania, this name's popularity was no less than that of the great Greek hero Hercules and the British Knight King Arthur.
He was the Grand Duke of Wallachia, a famous hero in Romanian history, who insisted on the independence of Wallachia. He was also a Christian believer, so he was known as the Shield of the Christian World. He was a very noble warrior.
His father, Vlad II, was a member of the Dracul Order founded by the Holy Roman Emperor Sigismund. Therefore, his father called himself the Duke of the Dragon, and his son, Vlad III, also got the name Dracula, meaning the son of the dragon, to inherit his father's will and protect the Christian world.
Unfortunately, in today's world, Vlad III has become one of the most famous monsters.
Because in order to protect the independence of Wallachia, Vlad III was extremely unscrupulous, and was regarded as a devil by his enemy, Turkey.
The Grand Duke was most famous for his defense against the invasion of the Turks. He had once used only ten thousand soldiers to resist the raging waves of one hundred and fifty thousand Turkish soldiers. In the end, not only did he successfully resist the foreign enemy, but he also impaled twenty thousand enemy soldiers and hung them on the battlefield.
That terrifying story not only gave the Grand Duke the nickname "Impaling Duke," but also made his other name, Dracula, synonymous with monsters. After years of fabrication and circulation, it finally became the prototype of the famous Vampire Count Dracula. While the name "Dracula" spread throughout Europe, it also became inseparable from the word "vampire."
Because of that, the Grand Duke, who was a Christian, was rumored to be a vampire, just like Elizabeth.
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