When the battle outside was in full swing, Rozen, Matthew, and Jeanne went directly to Orleans and met Jeanne Alter and Caster again.
Meeting again after two days, there was no change in the relationship between the two sides.
Jeanne Alter was still cursing the whole world, the atmosphere of darkness, hatred, evil, and so on lingered around her body, bringing ominous signs.
Caster was still the same, his face was full of haggard and madness, which was not flattering.
And this servant, at this moment, was looking at Rozen with hatred.
"Is it you again …?"
Caster seemed to be talking to himself and cursing at Rozen, his face twisted and he made a sound.
"You took our saintess away without permission …! How dare he barge in like this …! You …! You, you, you, you …! Who the hell are you!? "
Caster's arrogance was still the same, so Matthew had a feeling that the other party might attack at any time, so she quickly put up a shield and blocked in front of Rozen.
Like Matthew, Jeanne also put up the holy flag and protected Rozen from both sides, as if two shields symbolizing Rozen's left and right sides, firmly covering him behind.
Perhaps because of this, the other two servants did not directly launch an attack, but they all looked at Rozen.
The difference was that Caster also cast a hateful look at Rozen, Jeanne Alter seemed to completely ignore the existence of Rozen, after glancing at him, she looked at Jeanne again.
"You're still as naive as before, saintess."
Jeanne Alter said with a sarcastic tone as usual.
"You can't fight after you don't have anything to protect, right? Then this time it became like this? After being betrayed by France, you turned to protect that little human master? Aren't you afraid of being betrayed by that guy? "
She had to say that Jeanne Alter's words were quite harsh.
In particular, this person's identity was special. The words that came out of his mouth were like sharp blades that could not be ignored for Jeanne.
Because it could open up Joan of Arc's scars.
It was only in the face of this person that Jeanne couldn't avoid being denied, right?
However, Joan of Arc said so.
"Now, this little human master beside me is my comrade. Of course, I have to protect him."
After saying that, Jeanne also glanced at Caster who was standing next to Jeanne Alter and said.
"Even if you're filled with hatred right now, you should at least remember that comrades need to be protected, right?"
This sentence also became a sharp blade to attack Jeanne Alter.
Just as Jeanne Alter knew Jeanne Alter very well, Jeanne Alter also knew Jeanne Alter very well. She understood that Dragon Witch still had a sense of nostalgia for her comrades, otherwise, she wouldn't just trust her.
However, this made both Jeanne Alter and Caster have an extreme reaction.
"How dare you compare that human to Gilby …!?"
Jeanne Alter gritted her teeth and glared at Jeanne Alter.
Caster was even more excited.
"Oh …! Oh oh oh …! Saintess …! Have you forgotten that I'm your most loyal believer …?! Only me …! Only me …! Even God would disobey for you! Ahhhhhhhh! "
Caster yelled in agony.
That crazy look was really too unfriendly to women, and it made Mashu want to retreat a little.
On the contrary, Rozen himself, looking at Jeanne Alter and Caster like that, he was silent.
In such a situation, Jeanne Alter just looked at the two with a sad look and said so.
"No matter who, as long as you fight under the glory of the Lord, you are my comrade."
Facing the resentment of the two, Jeanne Alter responded with such a sentence.
That calmed the two down.
"Jeanne Alter …" Caster's face suddenly became kind, as if he had returned to the past before he fell into the evil path. He said with a smile, "You are still as kind as before."
"Unfortunately …" Jeanne Alter said indifferently, "I don't need to be kind."
After that, Jeanne Alter ignored Caster's protection and walked forward.
"To be honest, your appearance only makes me feel how pathetic you are."
Jeanne Alter's face, which was exactly the same as Jeanne Alter's, showed a sarcastic expression.
"France is hopeless. Nearly 70% of the country has become the nest of the wyverns."
"The stupid people that we have been protecting have almost all entered the wyvern's stomach, or were cruelly killed by my servants and turned into minced meat that can't even be called corpses."
"Coupled with the fact that Charles VII has been killed by me, what's left of France now is just a small matter that can be resolved with a little cleaning up."
"And you claim to want to save such a France?"
"Isn't this too funny?"
Jeanne Alter opened her hand and said loudly as if she wanted to show something.
"Look! The things we have been protecting for our whole lives are so fragile! It's just a little bit of disaster, and it can easily be destroyed! Such a thing … such a country … such people … if the Lord has been protecting it, how can it disappear so easily!? "
What Jeanne Alter wanted to express couldn't be clearer.
"God doesn't exist at all."
Jeanne Alter completely denied Jeanne Alter, and also completely denied herself.
"Because you heard the voice of the Lord, you set foot on the battlefield?"
"He's just deceiving himself and others!"
"No one asked you to save this country, you are just immersed in self-satisfaction, that's why you ushered in such an ending!"
In Jeanne Alter's words full of anger, hatred, and curses, the entire hall began to shake.
"This …!?"
"This is …!?"
Matthew and Jeanne Alter were taken aback at the same time.
Rozen almost fell to the ground in the shaking, but he tried to control his body and did not hesitate to use Spirit Vision and Heavenly Eye to see the surrounding area.
Then, a report from Chaldea also came.
"It's here! It's the magic power reaction of a colossal creature! "
Roman's anxious voice rang in everyone's ears.
"This … this demonic power …! Illusion beast …! No …! It's close to the level of a Divine Beast! "
Along with Roman's report, Jeanne Alter's voice also sounded.
"Come out!"
"The incarnation of destruction and evil!"
"— — — Fafnir!"
When the call ended, the shaking of the entire hall came to an abrupt stop.
Immediately …
The terrifying dragon roar seemed to come from the depths of hell and resounded throughout the world.
"Bang!"
In the next second, the ground exploded.
There, a gigantic existence that seemed to be the incarnation of evil slowly appeared.
A pair of enormous wings.
It had a huge body.
Gigantic limbs.
A gigantic head.
It was a true dragon species, the strongest existence among the Fantasy Breeds.
That person's eyes slowly moved down and finally stared at Rozen and the others.
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