In Order to Become a Heroic Spirit, I Had to Do Things in History

Mash slowly opened her eyes, sat up, and hugged her legs.

"What are you thinking about?" Lawrence touched Matthew's head.

"No, I'm just..." Matthew thought about the other heroic spirits, powerful, confident, each with their own characteristics, and, so...a sense of existence.

And myself, I'm just a...

Snapped.

"...Huh?" Matthew was stunned.

Lawrence patted Matthew's cheek lightly, making Matthew wake up a little.

"It's self-doubt."

"Miss Lawrence, I..."

"I asked Roman before I knew you." Lawrence smiled and looked into Matthew's eyes.

Matthew's expression darkened, and she said tremblingly, "Then, Miss Lawrence, why do you need to..."

"It's because I know that, that's why I'm here." Lawrence smiled, "Touch your head."

Matthew was stunned, and did as he did.

"Now touch your belly again."

"And then touch your feet."

She looked at Matthew: "Tell me, what did you touch? Who are you?"

"I'm... Matthew Kyrielet."

"Yes, so, why do you doubt yourself?"

Matthew froze in place.

Yeah, why should I doubt myself?

"You are yourself, and your personal name is Matthew Kyrielet. You are a young girl in your youth." Lawrence smiled quietly.

"So, please don't move your perspective to other people, because when you look back, you may find out."

"You are the one who shines the most."

Matthew suddenly felt that his identity, his existence, did not seem to be so powerless.

The girl named Mash Kyrielet was a little more confident.

Also a little bolder.

===Chapter 260 Two Going forward is Orleans===

At noon the next day, the team that went out to find a new Servant finally returned.

But in addition to not seeing Mary's figure as expected, Kiyohime also passed out.

The unconscious Kiyohime was trapped in the Iron Maiden by Camilla, and the other Heroic Spirits, Joan of Arc, Camilla and another male Heroic Spirit she had never seen before, were all wounded.

Lawrence hurried over and took the unconscious Kiyohime from Camilla's arms.

Fujimaru Rika was anxious: "What happened?"

Joan of Arc found a place to sit down and sighed: "We found this heroic spirit in a certain city in the southeast..."

Joel Jos's expression was sad: "I'm sorry, it caused such a consequence..."

"Master, Mary she..." Joan of Arc asked cautiously.

Fujimaru Rika was silent and nodded.

Jeanne closed her eyes sadly.

"In that city, we found Mr. Giorgios, but at that time, Mr. Giorjos was fighting against the enemy's Berserker Swordsman, Dion." Joan said.

"So that knight's name is Dion..." Joel Joss sighed, "I'm not his opponent, just when I was about to lose, these guys and the queen came over , save me."

"...Mary chose the queen, and it was probably that time..." There was a little tear in the corner of Joan's eyes, but she was forcibly controlled and did not shed it.

"...I understand." Fujimaru Rika looked sad.

The departure of the companion is always accompanied by a sad melody. At this moment, Mozart is still playing the piano on the top of the tower.

After a long silence, Fujimaru Rika asked, "Then what happened to Kiyohime and your injuries?"

Joan of Arc shook her head: "On the way back, we met a group of flying dragons..."

"The number of those two-legged flying dragons is five or six hundred. Although we can deal with a single two-legged flying dragon, we can even handle ten two-footed flying dragons." Joel Joss clutched his arm, two consecutive times. The battle made his injury even worse. "But...that kind of number of flying dragons, even if we tried our best, we couldn't deal with it."

"In the end, Miss Kiyohime liberated her Noble Phantasm, scared off a large number of flying dragons, and was seriously injured herself..."

Lawrence is using his healing magic to heal Kiyohime.

After a while, the trauma on Qingji's body healed a lot.

"Master, can you come over now?" Lawrence shouted outside the castle.

Fujimaru Rika came over: "Miss Lawrence, what's the matter?"

"I have already dealt with Qingji's injury. The main problem now is that Miss Qingji's magic power has basically been exhausted, and she needs to replenish her magic power."

"I understand." Fujimaru Rika nodded and held Qingji's weak and boneless hand.

The physical contact between the Master and the Servant is an effective way to replenish magic power. Of course, there are better ones, but I dare not write.

Matthew is helping the less injured Camilla pour water.

Lawrence's magic power is still quite sufficient. After treating Kiyohime, Lawrence quickly found Joeljos, who was second in injury.

"Please leave the treatment to me." Lawrence said with a smile, his hands glowing with magic.

Joel Joss didn't shirk, just nodded: "Please."

Lawrence continued to perform his own healing magic.

Kiyohime, Joel Joss, Joan of Arc, Camilla, all treated one by one.

"It's hard work, Miss Lawrence." Marcus rubbed his shoulders for Fujimaru Tachika.

"It's just that my arm is a little sore, but I'm actually fine." Li Xiang said this, but did not shirk Matthew's massage.

After such a day, both Lawrence and Fujimaru Tachika were exhausted, but Lawrence was still a little more tired.

Simonetta, who had woken up early, was dozing off against her.

Simonetta's head is not bright, she doesn't need to think too much, as long as she can fight.

Everyone went to bed, and Fujimaru Rika decided not to go out, but to recharge temporarily in the castle.

Wait until the status of all Servants has been repaired.

At that time, it was time to march into Orleans.

......

Similar to the reaction of the Chaldeans, in Orleans, where Joan of Arc is located, all the Servant units also returned to the castle of Orleans tacitly.

Sansong sat on the battlements of the city wall with a disgusting look on his face.

"I didn't kill him... but willingly served as the queen for those insignificant bastards, and then died at the hands of that pretending knight..."

His eyes were red, like a violent beast: "Mary...Mary! You must die at my hands! Why! For! What! What!"

"..." After a brief silence, Sansong exhaled, "Then, let me see who are the bastards you are trying to protect..."

"However, since it's you, even if you didn't die in my hands, your death is extremely beautiful and gorgeous..."

Joan of Arc sat on the lord's seat and asked Dion, "So that queen has already left?"

Dion looked calm: "Yes."

"...If you die, you will die." Black Joan faced the knight, feeling that Dion was in a different state from before, but he didn't care.

"Continue to look for the white group of me." Black Joan ordered casually, "Faffner's second maintenance is about to be completed, this time, we must..."

The beautiful knight didn't say a word, but deep sorrow was hidden in his eyes.

What could be worse and more painful than letting a knight kill his queen?

A puppet without intelligence and ego, you seem to be the master of the thread, but in fact...  

I'll be waiting by your side, the day you self-destruct...

......

After two days, Qingji and Joeljos finally recovered.

Giorgios and Tatsuka Fujimaru signed a temporary contract, and St. George, who understood the situation and felt guilty, knew what he should do.

Fujimaru Rika glanced at his servants.

Matthew, Lawrence, Joan of Arc, Camilla, Marda, Elisabeth, Kiyohime, Simonetta, Mozart, Giorgios.

"Mary..." Although Mozart kept saying that he had lost his passion for that woman, but now...

Matthew and Lawrence glanced at each other, then both looked at Fujimaru Tachika.

Senior, Miss Lawrence...I will do my best!

Roman looked at Fujimaru Rika, who was not tall but tall and straight, and smiled involuntarily.

Li Xiang looked serious: "If there is more... I won't say more."

"Ahead is the decisive battle, the restoration of the singularity, the correction of history..."

"Set off."

"Our target is Orleans."

Everyone nodded.

Then, toward the battlefield of the decisive battle, he moved his footsteps.