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After finishing speaking, Fran jumped under the hanging garden and quickly disappeared in front of Semiramis.

"Assassin, please come here." Achilles' voice came from a distance, and Semiramis, who wanted to chase after him, was stunned.

When he came between the kings, Amakusa Shiro Tokisada looked pale and smiled apologetically: "I'm sorry, Assassin. I wasted all three of your Command Seals!"

"This is actually my responsibility. As a servant, I failed to fulfill my duty." Although he said this, Semiramis' tone was no longer as concealed as before.In a sense, she is no longer the Master of Amakusa Shiro Tokisada, and she can survive in this world mainly because of the magic power provided by the Great Holy Grail.

"So, what's the point of calling me here?" Semiramis looked around, and finally fixed his eyes on Avis Bron, whose head was pierced.

"Has he not returned to the Seat of Heroes?"

"Well, he used a golem to transform his body. But in the end, they need to ask us for one thing. If that thing is done, at least it will bring trouble to the enemy, and it will also slow us down. The plan was re-designated in one go." The enemy Amakusa Shiro Tokisada said didn't need to think about who it was, and there would be no one else except Weston.

At this point, Semiramis has the same purpose as them: "Yes, I want to move the fort to Mirenia City again, right?"

"Ah."

……

Right below the Sky Garden.

Boom!

Joan of Arc landed steadily on the ground, splashing a wisp of dust.

Behind the half squatting, there was a person lying quietly. Joan stood upright and straightened her clothes: "Okay, it's time for you to come down."

"Oh, sorry," said Weston weakly.

His apology... Jeanne looked down at the two armored hands on her chest, and frowned: "Please don't do such a boring thing."

How can there be a person who suddenly changes position while draping his shoulders?Although there are many such harassments in Leticia's memory, she is currently in control of this body.500 years ago, he would have been burned to death for such behavior!

Putting Weston down slowly, Joan breathed a sigh of relief: "You didn't need to do that for me just now, at least I still have the Command Seals to order them."

"That kind of thing is not for you." Weston shook his head, and did not continue to misunderstand Joan on this topic.

"Speaking of which, did you see it just now?"

Joan came back to her senses: "You mean that the attack that hit us suddenly was canceled out suddenly? It was the servant who helped us."

"That's not a follower, girl from Orleans." A very cold tone came from behind Joan of Arc, and a silver-haired dazed man came out of the jungle not far away.

Weston smiled and said, "You've finally appeared, Fran."

Flan immediately lowered her head and said with a guilty conscience, "I'm sorry, my lord father. I didn't want to hide it from you by switching identities with Semiramis."

In fact, it was on purpose!

"So, what is your final harvest?" Weston didn't care too much about these trivial matters, his own child finally had his own opinion, and he still wanted to hear Fran's final sacrifice and harvest for this goal.

"My four-dimensional calculation has gone a step further. We can also practice the theory in my father's memory. My father's wish is to return to the original world, right? At least we can manufacture miniature black holes after we have enough resources. It's an experiment." Speaking of this, Fran couldn't help sharing the knowledge she gained from the parallel dimension during this trip.

To be precise, she didn't gain anything.Instead, she got the correct verification by memorizing some theorems and then practicing with real objects. This is her harvest this time.

"Oh?"

Fran glanced at Joan of Arc, but did not continue speaking.

This look was watched by Joan, feeling a little embarrassed: "I think it's time for me to leave. I still need to discuss with other servants about Amakusa Shiro Tokisada."

I always feel like a shameless woman who was caught on a date with the other's father and was caught by her possessive daughter. Such emotions made Joan shake her head secretly.Is it Leticia?What a delusional girl.

"Then I'll be with you too!" Compared to summoning Frankenstein immediately, Weston was more curious about Joan's next plan.

After Amakusa Shiro Shizhen exposed the proof that she was behind the scenes, Joan of Arc no longer has the so-called neutrality.If you pull this saint into your camp, at least the great heroes such as Chiron, Mordred, and Karna can still limit it.

"Eh? That's not good, is it?" In fact, even if she wanted to get help, Joan considered Chiron, Mordred, and Karna as subordinates who had no camp.Because Weston's current power is too strong.

"Actually, you should also be very curious about the way Amakusa Shiro Tokisada and Avis Bron said 'I fully understand the Holy Grail' and 'I can make a wish without consuming the life of the servant'?" Weston asked .

Joan of Arc pondered and nodded: "Well, if he has such a method, then he can already wish the wish of 'saving all mankind' in advance. But there must be something wrong!"

Speaking of this, Joan of Arc couldn't help but think of the man in front of him rebutting Amakusa Shiro Tokisada.

Why is a guy who is steadfast in his belief that "human nature is inherently evil" able to do these weird and boring things with a smile on his face?Such thoughts must have experienced a certain major event before they can understand this, right?

Compared with Amakusa Shiro Tokisada, this man's "wish" is more dangerous in a sense.

Intuitively speaking, Joan of Arc was unwilling to have any further contact with Weston, but when the words came to her lips, she was still unable to utter them.

"So, let's find someone else to meet up together?"

Under the shining silver moonlight, a twelve or thirteen-year-old boy quietly walked out from the city of Mirenia, holding an object wrapped in cloth in his hand.

When he came out of the lake, he happened to come into contact with Weston and his party.

Chapter 170 The Opposite Side of the Saint

Weston stared at the boy with evasive eyes in front of him, touched his nose: "I remember your name is Luoxie, right?"

The assistant of the artificial workshop of the Yugdomirenia clan, and the master of the Black Caster Avisbron.

Even if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Weston still knew the information about this group of people.

"Where are you planning to go with that thing?" The silver octagonal star stood in front of his eyes, analyzing the creation under the cloth wrapped around him.The results obtained were beyond Weston's expectations.

Noble Phantasm?No... an unformed Noble Phantasm.