You're Lazy, Dracula

Dracula lowered his head, stretched out a hand and pressed little Joan of Arc's shoulder.

"hateful!"

Little Joan clenched her fist again, and blasted a series of blows at Dracula's chest and abdomen. With the support of the magic power of the Holy Grail, this time even her punches left afterimages. Dracula's chest and abdomen The sound of bang bang bang bang was heard continuously from the abdomen, and the remaining energy coming out of the body behind him also blew the snowflakes on the ground wave after wave.

But Dracula seemed to really not feel the pain, and looked down at the little Joan of Arc who was still working hard without changing his expression. Dracula didn't speak until she was exhausted and out of breath with the support of the Holy Grail. asked:

"Have you had enough?"

"of course not!"

Little Joan replied out of breath:

"Today I must avenge Miss Mirtha, you bad guys who obstruct Christmas in France!"

She rushed up again, but this time Dracula was impatient to play house with her.

Now that it has been confirmed that this little girl is really ignorant of what happened in the French singularity this time, Dracula is also planning to use a gentler method to send her back.He stretched out his hand first, pressed little Joan's head, and slowly pushed her away from his body.

Little Joan's arms were relatively short. When Dracula pushed her, although the little guy tried his best to resist and stepped on the ground into deep pits, he was still pushed away by Dracula involuntarily.After Dracula's arms were straightened, little Joan of Arc's hands could no longer touch his body. No matter how strong she was, now little Joan of Arc could only punch one punch.

After pushing her away a little, Dracula turned to look at Wuzhi and asked:

"Do you want to get some summoning items and go back to Chaldea to summon them afterwards?"

Wuzhi thought for a while, then looked at Gudazi who was on the side.

"Makes make."

Gudazi naturally wished for such a thing as being able to designate and summon a heroic spirit. The orange-haired girl stood beside Emiya Kiritsugu, gave a thumbs up to Dracula and Kirieta, and said:

"Chaldea is currently short of people. The work of saving humanity can't be done by me and Matthew alone. Don't worry, after I summon her, I will definitely educate her well."

Dracula ignored her and continued to look at Wuzhi. The so-called "the work of saving human nature can't be done by me and Matthew alone" may not be clear to Gudazi himself, but Dracula does. , After she and Matthew finished repairing all the other seven singularities, the achievements she had accumulated would probably be enough for her to put on a set of combo punches in the face of the black hand pretending to be Solomon.

Regarding this kind of matter, Dracula has always held the idea of ​​not getting involved, so whether to keep little Joan of Arc is only considering the relationship between Black Joan and Joan of Arc and her.

"Stay."

After thinking about it, Wuzhi gave his own suggestion:

"I think Joan and Xiao Hei don't want to become a brat who doesn't know anything about their past. This little guy is not bad in nature, but he is easy to be deceived and cause disaster, and he needs to be re-educated That's fine... at least it can't be handed over to that kind of person for education."

When Wuzhi said the last paragraph, his eyes had already looked at Gilles Dries, who got up from the ground and was looking at this side. After hearing Wuzhi's words, the marshal seemed to be stunned. He seemed to be He wanted to refute something, but after looking at his hands, he swallowed the words back.

"Give up, you have already lost."

Dracula looked at the marshal in the distance and said to him:

"Don't you still naively think that you still have a chance of victory? By the way, do you still know me?"

"Well, I have a vague impression of your Excellency."

Gilles Dries still had that strange tone, and replied in a low voice:

"Your Excellency is right. With the loss of all fighters, we have indeed lost. My next servant, Gilles Dries, is willing to give up resistance and kill himself in exchange for you, and spare the life of Her Majesty the Holy Maiden. She Still a child."

"It's not a good thing to spoil a child too much. You have to know that what this child expects in his heart is still those good things. If one day she finds that she has done a lot of harmful things out of good intentions, then she What would you think?"

Dracula replied to Gilles Dries, but changed the topic while talking:

"However, I can still promise you this request, Mr. Gilles Dries, leave one of your holy relics, I will let you go away without pain, and then we will meet in Chaldea. "

Hearing this, Gilles Dries took out a small doll from his robe. This doll was made in imitation of him, and it was also a gift given to him by Joan of Arc some time ago. The Marshal Naturally, one is carried close to the body.

After placing the doll under his feet, he bowed slightly to Dracula.Dracula nodded, flicked his fingers, and a light blue void sword energy pierced Gilles Dries' head, sending him back to the Hall of Valor.

"Jill!"

cried little Joan very sadly.

Dracula looked down at her, who was staring at him angrily, without speaking.

"Maybe you'll hate me, but that's okay."

De Gu stretched his hands and took off the small bell tied around the neck of little Joan of Arc, and used some special means to preserve the bell made of magic power.Then he reached out and flicked little Jeanne's head lightly.

"You still need to undergo re-education in order to be regarded as a heroic spirit in charge of your own affairs. Get ready, Ms. Jeanne Alter Lily, although I certainly don't have the time to educate you, but I believe Guda They will definitely find you a good teacher."

After Dracula snapped her fingers, little Joan of Arc felt a shock all over her body, and something in her body broke away from her body and was suspended in mid-air.Then, she felt that her body was light and floating, and without knowing it, she went straight back to the Hall of Valor.

37. Such a singing voice cannot bring smiles to everyone!

After seeing that little Joan of Arc dissipated without any pain under his snapping fingers, Dracula put away the bell held in the other hand, and then looked at the other battlefields.Lancelot, a rational berserker, should not exist in theory. After seeing Joan of Arc and Gilles Dries disappearing one after another, he seemed to understand his fate of defeat. He began to speed up consciously. The speed and strength of his attack oppressed Mash who was resisting with a large shield.

However, he didn't want to win by killing Matthew, but consciously forced Matthew to use the treasure.Finally, in front of the [Indestructible Lake Light] who was constantly slashing with great power, Mash finally decided to use his own treasure.

"The hypothetical Noble Phantasm seems to be unfolding / The foundation of human reason!!"

Mash yelled loudly, and at the same time smashed his large shield to the ground forcefully.Just at this time, I don't know if it was a coincidence, Lancelot was jumping high, holding the [Lake of Indestructibility] tightly with both hands, and smashing the shield of Mashu's unfolded treasure with unprecedented force .The result is very clear, the shield that can resist Black King Arthur's [Sword of Oath of Victory] (although Heiwumao subconsciously let go of the water) is of course impossible to be broken by a heavy blow from the Yangtze River Knight, not only that, Lancelot The [Undestroyed Lake Light] slashed on his body after a turn.

The long sword that had been infected as a magic sword was still sharp, and with irresistible power, it cut all the way from Lancelot's shoulder, until he cut half of his body.The knight in metal knight armor fell powerlessly to the ground, and his body gradually disappeared, but the knight was looking at her with a look that Mash had never seen before until he disappeared. His body completely turned into spirit particles and dissipated.

For the time being, the solution here is over, and the school girl Mash who seems to be working hard is indeed quite efficient compared to other heroic spirits.

Dracula turned his attention to the other side. Over there, the group of four centered on Mary was still staging a very painful battle. It didn't look like a battle at all, but like a palace drama.In short, not only Dracula couldn't stand it anymore, even Gudazi couldn't stand it anymore.

"Which of you will go up and help?"