Crown Dead

The huge rock is crumbling and is about to fall on a civilian.

At the critical moment, the roar of the flying soil did not come out, but there was only a splash like splashing water.

"...!?"

The civilian opened his eyes and found a ball of water floating in front of him, enveloping the stone.

"Are you OK!"

A woman dressed like a nun walked up to her, raised her hand like pulling a child, pulled the civilian up, and then aimed at the blocked hole and kept pulling it out. In less than 5 seconds, a path was smashed out.

"Get out of here quickly, Orleans is going to collapse."

The girl suspected of being a boxer didn't stop, but continued to smash other stones blocking the way to pieces.

——Even if you go out, how can you find your way in this thick smoke?

The commoner was so puzzled, but when he left the ruins

Dazzling, a giant pillar of fire that shone brighter than any fire or ashes hovered in midair.

"Then, what is that...?"

The commoner trembled and looked towards the light, where he saw a familiar figure driving a dragon.

"Citizens of Orleans——!! I know what despair you have experienced, and I know that you are now facing a desperate situation from which you cannot survive, but everything is not over yet! The door called survival has not been closed tightly, and you are still Can break through from this hell!"

A heroic and inexplicably reassuring voice came from midair, and the civilians finally saw clearly that figure—that was the culprit that caused all this, the Dragon Witch.

——It should have been like this, but in the hearts of the common people, for some reason, that figure shining with flames overlapped with the former Saintess.

In fact, they should be the same talent, right?

The influence of madness subsided, and in the dark ruins, the figure in the sky was extraordinarily dazzling to everyone.

She is not the Witch of the Dragon, but Joan of Arc who has always guided and protected us...!

Like a ray of light in the boundless darkness, the reappearance of [Joan of Arc], like a lighthouse, brought together survivors from various locations in Orleans, and hundreds of survivors were chasing after that share. In a flash, they arrived at the temporary rescue team formed by the Chaldeans, and they moved towards the final exit together.

"Everyone, be careful of the buildings around your feet! Please be patient, the exit is ahead!"

Matthew used a shield to push away stones and other debris around the team, while guiding the survivors loudly.

Martha and Siegfried are at the forefront of the team, constantly using pure violence to smash all the obstacles in the way. From the front, there is only thick dust and faintly audible "Gogogogogo——" "Wood Damu Damu hit" a strange sound.

"It's the city gate!" "I can finally escape!!"

Everyone saw the half-open city gate at the farthest point of view, and everyone's footsteps accelerated.

"Oops--!"

When the team was halfway through, the vault above the city wall suddenly collapsed. The wreckage was too huge. For Mash, who had not yet released the real name of the Noble Phantasm, it was still unable to withstand the large-scale collapse. Siegfried It is also impossible to rush to the vicinity immediately.

"Everyone get down——!"

Xian Yu drew out his long sword and prepared to use the dead leaves on the boulder, but just before it fell, a black shadow flew past the crowd, smashing the boulder to pieces.

"My Lady of Saintess!"

Everyone looked at the giant dragon that suddenly swooped down to solve the crisis, and the girl with jet-black armor and white hair on the dragon's back, and shouted the name of the girl who died at the stake a few days ago from the bottom of her heart.

"—too stupid."

Hei Zhen watched this scene in mid-air, although she felt that these guys were really stupid.But I don't know why I don't have any resistance or disgust.

Maybe in the future when I really meet the saint who exists as my original scripture, I will still use the most pungent language to ridicule her, but at least, I will no longer be overwhelmed by such ridiculous questions as "what am I?" bothered.

The meaning of appearing here has nothing to do with the reason of birth, the existence given, or the destiny one bears. It is enough to live according to one's own pace and wishes.

Hei Zhen raised the flag in her hand, leaving the last trace of confusion in Orleans, buried in the land together with the collapsed city.

"Huh... This should be fine. Although the survivors lost their homes, they managed to save their lives."

On the plain a few hundred meters away from Orléans, which was already in ruins, a group of people were lying on the ground, and everyone was covered in dust.

"Really...it's the first time I'm so embarrassed."

Heizhen looked at the armor and hair with disgust. The previous battle with Jill was covered with strange liquid, and because of the turmoil just now, the pitch-black armor was now covered with dust and dirt.

"If only I could wash—"

Whoa! !

Before he could finish complaining, a huge water polo (sea of ​​life) suddenly burst above Hei Zhen's head, dousing her inside and out in an instant.

"..."

Hei Zhen looked at Tia with a veiny face.

"Aaaa~ (You're welcome~)"

"I thank you and your family, you are so weird——!"

Less than 5 minutes after the foreign aggression was resolved, the internal war started again.

"The way these two fight is getting younger and younger..."

Xianyu watched Heizhen and Tia throwing messy weapons & little cute beasts at each other. As long as these two people just leave it alone, they can fight within 30 seconds. How did they do it?