Crown Dead

Siegfried is obviously a mythical hero, and his character should be a gentle and firm reliable knight.Even if he was supposed to be the dragon slayer who attacked the dragon special attack, it stands to reason that he wouldn't have started fighting without asking the cause and effect.

From the very beginning, Siegfried had set out to destroy Joan of Arc.

alter as an established matter, in any case will not change.

"Why did he not hesitate to do this? Use the Holy Grail to change everyone's perception, just to sanction you?"

"Do you think there's such a thing as a 'boundary' for using the Holy Grail to make a guy who's dead 'never reach the end'?"

"..."

Hei Zhen temporarily stopped her attack, looking at Xian Yu's expression, she didn't know whether it was anger or despair.

"So—that's it. I refuse to be the identified [false object], but I don't have the ability to change this nightmare. Everything is just meaningless bubbles. Maybe after being eliminated this time, it won't happen again Resurrection is the greatest gift to me."

Hei Zhen shook her head with a smile, and attacked again.

"—Then, that's enough!!"

Hei Zhen dashed forward suddenly, desperately throwing Xian Yu to the ground.

"My ending will not change in any way, but the journey to the ending will be different. Even if you are an outsider who suddenly broke into this world, nothing will change! Everything you want to do, you Everything I have done is just meaningless self-satisfaction for me! There is no need to waste time on my residue, ignore me, and do what you should do honestly! Like me This kind of guy who has carried countless lives but has no meaning in existence, is enough to be burned to the ground in hell——!”

The fists kept hitting Xianyu's body, but the only thing Xianyu could feel was the cold liquid dripping down from the sky.

——Not needed by anyone, born into this world just as a substitute.Walking along the route that I thought was correct, but in the end I learned that everything I had experienced and everything I thought I had was meaningless.

——want to make a change, but the whole world has become his enemy.No matter how hard I struggle, I can't see any light. I can only try my best not to give up, but I don't even know why I support myself.

——Hesitating, confused, not wanting to turn into bubbles without even leaving his own existence, but he didn't know whether he should continue this meaningless bravado.

——When his body was covered with scars, he never thought of giving up, but after receiving magic power and help, he sneered because he was afraid of losing it.

Joan of Arc

alter?Dragon Witch?Reversed saint?The Avenger, the Arbiter?

"Really, it would have been better to say it sooner——"

Xian Yu stretched out his hand to block Hei Zhen's attack, showing a relieved smile.

——These are not [her] true identity.

In the final analysis, she is just a girl who is confused, confused, more lonely than anyone else, but more afraid of loneliness than anyone else.

"Don't forget, you and I have signed a contract. Although there is no such thing as a command spell, I will never let you run away before my magic power is exhausted."

"Are you... white, idiot!"

Hei Zhen opened her eyes wide and looked at Xian Yu, she withdrew her fists, maintaining this somewhat "bad" posture, staring at Xian Yu without moving.

"Leaving aside the subject of weight and weight loss—won't you wipe your eyes?"

"Well!?"

Hei Zhen wiped her eyes with her arms in a panic, then yelled at Xian Yu:

"It's an illusion! No matter what you just felt, it's all an illusion!"

"Yes, yes, it actually rained just now, right—"

Before he finished speaking, Xian Yu felt the cold liquid again, of course this time it was indeed raining, the early morning light was accompanied by raindrops, projecting in from the gaps in the shade of the trees.

Maybe what I felt before was actually an illusion. Joan of Arc alter, who can cry, is really unimaginable no matter what.

After all, maintaining an extremely confident look at all times, repelling all doubts and teasing with poisonous tongue and sarcasm, and blocking everything with black armor and disdainful expression, this is the Joan of Arc Alter I know.

"It's really a crow's mouth."

Hei Zhen restores herself to her original appearance, and mocks Xian Yu after getting up.

"Could you give me a little hand?"

Xian Yu lying on the ground was a little embarrassed to ask.

"—It's not high paraplegia, let me get up to this level."

"Well, to be honest, you are actually quite strong."

Xian Yu pointed to his already swollen face.

Just now when Hei Zhen yelled to vent her inner confusion and weakness, her hands were not idle. Although she was not a heroic spirit known for her strong muscles, she still had considerable power to beat an ordinary person on the ground like this.

"...I don't care if I fall."

Hei Zhen turned her face aside, and stretched out her hand to Xian Yu.

"What you just said... no, nothing!"

After pulling Xian Yu up, Hei Zhen wanted to ask something, but finally gave up.

"I will accompany you to the end of this singularity."

Xian Yu took the initiative to say what Hei Zhen wanted to ask: promise.

"If only a foreign guy like me is not affected, then—this must be a task that belongs only to me."

After wandering around for a long time, Xian Yu finally understood his mission this time.