Rozen has been staying by Bedivere's side, watching him, venting all the feelings in his heart for his own destiny.
Altoria, on the other hand, left with a peace of mind. Unnoticed, she walked through a dark alley and went to her bedroom.
However, before that, Altoria met someone that she didn't want to see very much.
At the corner of the alley, the two people in black met at the same time and entered each other's field of vision.
“.....”
Altoria suddenly stopped.
“.....”
Jeanne d 'Alter also stopped in her tracks.
The two of them looked at each other.
Immediately …
"Tsk …"
As if disdainful of something, the two servants in reverse state were speechless at the same time.
Then, Altoria Alter took the lead to speak.
"It's reasonable for a person like you to appear in such a place, Sullen Witch."
Altoria Alter expressed her opinion without any trace of politeness.
"Aren't you not much worse? Sullen Knight. "
Not to be outdone, Jeanne Alter retorted back.
"This is called inspection. As a king, I have to take good care of the people. But when the people see the king's figure, they will only be too frightened. So, this is also called compassion. Do you understand? Dragon Riding Lady? "
Altoria Alter said in a matter-of-fact tone.
"What a coincidence. I just happened to take care of the dragons that will come in handy tomorrow. Compared with the stupid people led by the stupid king, the dragons look more pleasing to the eye. What do you think? Stupid King? "
Jeanne Alter said sarcastically.
"I don't hate dragons, but I hate dragons that are one-track minded and only know how to spit fire. Don't you think that the dragons that you take care of are very similar to you? Fire-Breathing Lady? "
Altoria Alter said disdainfully to the witch in front of her.
"That's good. As long as they can obediently spit fire and burn down those idiotic subjects and lords who only know how to talk about Honor and Order, but are actually incapable of anything, isn't that already good enough? Do you have a loose mouth? "
Jeanne d 'Alter's smile looked so evil.
Altoria Alter couldn't hold it in any longer.
"Aren't you the one with the foul mouth? Assault Girl? "
A murderous look appeared in Altoria's eyes.
"Don't tell me you don't have a big mouth? Cold-blooded woman? "
Jeanne Alter glared back with the same murderous look.
"Looks like you don't really want to participate in tomorrow's battle. Do you want me to report your absence?"
Altoria Alter had unknowingly grasped a pitch-black holy sword.
"What a coincidence. I was about to say the same thing."
Jeanne Alter also held the Flag of Curse in her hand.
The two of them glared at each other with murderous intent in their eyes. The weapons in their hands started to emit mana fluctuations, slowly burning like flames.
However, apart from that, there was nothing else they could do.
"Tsk …"
Not long after, the two of them were speechless again and put away their weapons.
Clearly, they knew very well that it was impossible for them to actually fight, even if they just talked about it.
Not to mention considering tomorrow's battle and the problem of killing each other, once the mana fluctuations generated during the battle were too intense, it would immediately attract the attention of others.
At least, the master who had signed a contract with the two of them would definitely notice.
If they were to lure him over, then it would be unnecessary.
Therefore, the two of them could only talk tough, but in reality, it was impossible for them to make a move at all.
"What a pity. It was a good opportunity."
Altoria Alter said such words without being discouraged at all.
"Yeah, I almost got rid of the eyesore."
Jeanne Alter was still as impolite as ever.
The two of them were like a pair of enemies. Every time they met, if there was no accident, they would quarrel like this.
There was no other reason but because they were not pleasing to the eye.
No, whether it should be said that they were not pleasing to the eye or not, in fact, it was also debatable.
After all, the two of them actually did not have much opinion about each other. It was only because of their incompatible personalities that they were unwilling to admit defeat to each other that they were like water and fire.
But there were some things that both of them were well aware of.
That was …
"Tomorrow, you have to perform well and work for me, Fire Lady."
Altoria Alter said condescendingly.
"Who wants to work for you? Sword Lady! "
Jeanne Alter immediately retorted in a rather displeased manner.
"Then what are you fighting for?" Altoria Alter looked into Jeanne Alter's eyes and asked, "When we first met, I extended an olive branch to you. Not only did you refuse, but you also spoke ill of me. Now, why are you standing on my side?"
"… Is there a need to ask?" Jeanne Alter was speechless for a moment, but then she said disdainfully, "I just don't like the Holy Knight and the Lion King."
"Is that so?" Altoria Alter said lightly, "Is that really the case?"
"Tch …" Jeanne Alter's tone became irritated. She glared at Altoria and said, "Just say what you want to say. Don't provoke me."
"Then I will say it directly." Altoria Alter raised her eyes and said, "Because you have lost everything, or should I say that you have nothing to begin with, no matter what it is, it is not worth caring about, so you are indifferent to everything about this singularity. Otherwise, you would not have just wandered this land without doing anything."
"And then?" Jeanne Alter sneered and said, "You want to say that now I have something I care about, so I am standing here?"
Jeanne Alter's expression was extremely sarcastic, as if she had heard a funny joke.
But Altoria Alter turned a deaf ear.
"You really don't have anything?" Altoria Alter said meaningfully, "I don't think so?"
Jeanne d 'Alter, as a fake where everything was but a bubble dream, once owned one thing.
"At the end of the first singularity, when you wanted to take revenge on the demon god pillar, the master fought alongside you, right?"
Altoria Alter mentioned this matter.
"For the evil witch who was deep in false hatred at that time, burning everything in France, at the end, when you proposed the idea of revenge, the master finally believed you and chose to fight alongside you, allowing you to successfully take revenge."
Altoria Alter's voice slowly came into Jeanne Alter's heart.
"In other words, the only thing you, a fake, obtained was the master's trust."
"Even if it was only a temporary trust forced by the situation, at the end of your false life, he still gave you such a thing."
"So, when he proposed to make a contract with you and asked you to come over, you reached out, didn't you?"
Altoria Alter's questions made Jeanne Alter speechless.
This attitude just explained everything.
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