After being kidnapped by Tamamo, they try to fix it

Van Gogh is the same as Albion. Perhaps even Abigail didn’t know that she could match up with Van Gogh’s magic frequency, so that Van Gogh, who was planning to complete Sunflower Watch, looked at it with complicated emotions. The painting in front of my eyes.

The aurora in the painting slanted down, like fragments falling into the world, but were mercilessly swallowed by the black mud on the ground.

Very distorted paintings, Van Gogh thought so, but he couldn't figure out why he would paint such unreasonable things.

"Well...Miss Albion...do you have any idea?"

Van Gogh looked back timidly, and Albion stood behind him staring at the drawing board from the very beginning.

'Could it be that the painting didn't suit her intentions...will be killed?To be killed! '

Regarding the curse unleashed by Albion, Van Gogh had already begun to fantasize about how to leave his last wish to Tachika Fujimaru after being killed.

But Albion just took the painting hanging on the drawing board after a long silence and walked outside.

"Eh?"

Van Gogh opened one eye while trembling. There was no trace of painting on the empty drawing board. He turned his head slightly and saw Albion who was about to reach the door.

'Not killed?Very good......'

Although he didn't know what Albion was doing with the painting of unknown meaning, he was glad that he wasn't cursed.

After all, this body is a real thing, and it cannot absorb the curse like before...

But then Van Gogh had a headache. He was praised by Tatsuka Fujimaru just now for his great inspiration, but now his inspiration has dried up...

Van Gogh once again fell to the dark side...

But it didn't take long before the bored Joan of Arc Alter approached Van Gogh and asked her to help him paint a portrait.

And Yuzao, who was watching this scene, also took a sip of tea and sat on the chair in a daze, always feeling as if he missed something interesting.

"Speaking of which, how far has the Master negotiated with that white saint?"

While looking at Morgan, Tamamomae almost spit out a mouthful of water.

At this time, Bawan Xi was sitting cross-legged in Morgan's arms like a bird, and Morgan, who was supposed to maintain majesty, showed the brilliance of motherhood at this moment and combed Bawan Xi's hair.

This kind of plot development made Yu Zaoqian feel a little unspeakable stomachache, because everyone here and even Van Gogh have something to accompany him.

I was the only one who could only sit there with a fox water glass and was at a loss...

Just as Yuzao was thinking about where to find a pet, Fujimaru Tatsuka walked out of the kitchen with an embarrassed expression on his face.

Just when everyone was wondering what happened inside, Joan followed Fujimaru Tatsuka with a blushing face and slowly walked out.

Yuzao, who is proficient in personnel affairs, saw Joan's strangeness at a glance, not to mention the trembling legs made him realize that something bad happened in the enchantment created by Morgan.

And Tatsuka Fujimaru also saw the questioning in Tamamo's eyes, and the blushing Joan of Arc sighed after looking at her, and then looked at Joan Alter who was sitting next to Van Gogh and pointing.

"Look at what I'm doing, I didn't do anything!"

Even if Joan of Arc Alter quibbles like this, Tamamo's gaze has already firmly fallen on Joan of Arc Alter.

Fujimaru Tatsuka also sighed helplessly, moved a stool and sat down, and Joan of Arc also obediently stood behind Fujimaru Tatsuka like a child who has done something wrong...

While Joan of Arc stood behind her, Fujimaru Tatsuka looked back in surprise, if she could say something casually, then she would definitely want to tell Joan of Arc not to make trouble...

"Well, it's like this..."

The scene goes back to the dreaming period in Albion, and Fujimaru Tatsuka, who was confronting Joan of Arc in the kitchen, also looked at Joan with some headaches.

To be honest, I always feel that I am bullying an innocent girl, and my guilt is soaring...

"So, Jeanne, do you have anything else to say?"

After all, I don’t know why the heroic spirits who manifested seem to get off their seats, no matter what kind of memory they have.

So the memory of the subspecies Holy Grail War is already a fact, even if Joan wants to say that it is just an act of relying on a human girl, it will not help.

Just like that, Joan had nothing to say.

And Fujimaru Tatsuka also saw Joan's bewilderment, and waved his hand after sighing lightly.

"That's it, Jeanne, there's nothing more to say, thank you for your help in the past, remember to drink the wedding wine when I get married..."

Fujimaru Tachika is naturally clear about the Crown Time Temple, but that is already in the past......

To be honest, Fujimaru Tatsuka couldn't bear it, and even regretted putting Joan on the opposite side.

But overwhelmed water is hard to recover, such a thing should have an end.

When Fujimaru Tatsuka turned around, Joan's heart suddenly tugged, and the unusual sense of loss made Joan a little out of breath.

"Marry, marry, marry... why are you telling me this at this time..."

Joan clenched her fists, and she didn't really care about Fujimaru Tatsuka's ungratefulness, because Fujimaru Tatsuka gave her the opportunity to live in a peaceful age.

Joan of Arc's question made Tatsuka Fujimaru a little helpless, but she answered the question kindly.

"You know my Joan of Arc. Normal adults are not willing to have an affair with someone else. This is a matter of chastity."

Of course, the same goes for the cardboard people.

"Chaste... Is a holy virgin chaste?"

The sudden speech made Fujimaru Tatsuka a little confused, and when he turned around, a figure quickly posted up.

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Joan of Arc, the holy virgin who ended the Hundred Years' War between Britain and France, was eventually burned at the stake by the believers for unwarranted charges.

Until the last moment, Joan never regretted saving the people of France.

However, I still have some regrets, but the desire to be like King Arthur seems to be different.

"I have never regretted being the representative of the Lord, but when I was alone, I still miss myself who didn't know anything..."

Joan of Arc, who didn't know what love was until she died, was said to have lost her chastity, and the saved believers were burned to death on the cross of the Lord.

What an ironic reality...

That's why there is the dragon of anger and hatred, Joan of Arc Alter, who was born by fusing Joan of Arc's corpse with the Holy Grail.

Sometimes Joan of Arc, as her elder sister, would envy her two younger sisters, whether it is Alter or Alter·Lily, they all have freedom and innocence that they cannot touch.

But now, Joan needs to make a choice between the Lord and reality.

Well, there is only one answer...

If it is proved that one's chastity requires dedication, then Joan will not hesitate to dedicate everything to the other party, including the memory of being sniffed at.

Feeling the softness coming from him, Fujimaru Tatsuka pushed away Joan who was sticking to her body and looked at him slightly angrily.

"What are you doing, Joan of Arc!"

Fujimaru Tachika never wanted such an ending from the very beginning, after all, it is not within his scope to make the saint lose her virginity.

From the very beginning, he just wanted to know who was the most important in her heart, he or Ziggy, and he had no other choice for the rest.

Although Joan wanted to step forward to prove herself again, but Fujimaru Tatsuka's anger made Joan retreat back a little bit unbearably.

screwed up...

Anxiety came to my heart again, not only from the Lord, but even Tatsuka Fujimaru did not get any response.

"Sure enough, a woman like me will be abandoned..."

Trembling body, tears gradually fell to the ground, Fujimaru Tachika also realized that the tone just now seemed a bit heavy.

Even so, Fujimaru Tateka did not make concessions.

"Joan, don't plan me with those frivolous people. What I want is never a dedication, but an answer."

"Reply?"

Joan raised her head in bewilderment, her eyes were already a little red because she was soaked in tears.

Fujimaru Tatsuka nodded while stepping back, and stopped to look at Joan after she kept a safe enough distance from her.

"Yes, an answer that is more important in your heart."

Fujimaru Tatsuka's words made Joan blame herself for seeing Fujimaru Tachika the same as people in France some time ago, but she still looked at Fujimaru Tatsuka after calming down a little.

"I have only one answer..."

"Jeanne, I will always follow behind you and wave the flag for you!"

Since you choose to betray the Lord, then take Fujimaru Tachika as the new Lord, there is no difference in essence.

It seemed so to Joan of Arc.

Of course, Fujimaru Tatsuka didn't know Joan's inner thoughts, although she was a little uncertain whether Joan's words were true or not, she still nodded.

"Let's go, there are still people waiting outside."

Although the answer was very soft, Joan could still feel Fujimaru Tatsuka's perfunctory, and that she didn't answer what she said just now.

I was still somewhat disappointed in my heart, but I still walked tremblingly looking at the distant figure.

So, there was the matter of Joan following behind Fujimaru Tachika trembling and blushing.

"So, you scolded a saint who ended the Hundred Years' War?"

Tamamomae couldn't believe it.

After all, people who have participated in the war are somewhat strong psychologically, not to mention the saint who has been able to handle such a long war with ease.

To be able to yell at such a saint...is it a bit of a fantasy?

Although Tamamo expressed doubts about this, Fujimaru Tateka repeatedly stated that this is the reality.

"By the way, where is Albion? I remember seeing her entering the room just now."

Fujimaru Tachika asked Morgan, while Morgan combed Bawan Xi's hair without saying a word.

But Tachika Fujimaru knew that Morgan was probably a little angry...

"Forget it, I'm going out for a walk, you don't want to follow..."

Fujimaru Tachika, who had just finished dealing with Joan of Arc, didn't want to be surrounded by women in this room anymore, and couldn't wait to breathe the fresh air.

When he walked out of the gate, he glanced at the closed gate in surprise, feeling somewhat puzzled that no one followed.

At this time, in the house, Bawan Xi, who was sitting on Morgan's lap, turned into a doll, and Morgan looked at Yuzao with great interest.

"Why, don't you follow? Aren't you afraid that your fiancé will continue to mess around?"

Morgan's provocation made Yuzao's meditative expression suddenly stagnate, but he still forced a smile to look at Morgan.

"You are not in a hurry, why am I in a hurry?"

The counterattack in front of Yuzao made Morgan a little caught off guard, but in order to maintain the victor's demeanor, he still maintained a stern look.

"Since he told us not to follow, and now there are only two of us left here, why don't we make a bet?"

bet?

Yuzao knew that Morgan was uneasy and kind, but this was the first time someone took the initiative to bet with him, so he was also a little bit interested.

"Tell me, what do you want to bet on?"

Tamamo-mae's refreshment was within Morgan's expectations, after all, she had already learned about the culture and customs of the Far East for Tatsuka Fujimaru.

Gambling is something that is engraved in the bones of the people of the Far East, not to mention the monsters that are closely related to gambling.

"Regardless of the royal court or the imperial family's harem, there must be high and low palaces, but there is only one main palace..."

"So, you want to compete with me?"

Tamazamo, who is familiar with the emperor's family, also noticed Morgan's intentions, but it was clear that Morgan also had a concept of the harem.

Morgan nodded and continued, "The battle between me and that stupid sister has just caused Bavan Xi to vote for a truce, and now it's a war between the two of us."

"With the whole of England as the scope, the time is one month, using proper methods, whoever creates the most influence and attracts Fujimaru more, who is the sister?"

The conditions were harsh, but Tamamomae readily accepted the thrill of betting everything.Joan of Arc, who was afraid to speak aside, became the referee.

"Having said that, the influence is too great, what about the clock tower?"

Joan looked timidly at the two who had wiped out the spark and asked a crucial question.

And Morgan also sneered, "The clock tower? It's fine if it is destroyed. The mystery maintained by Albion's remains has not been developed for so long. Modern magicians are really useless."

It was a very Morgan-style speech, but Tamamomae's attention was not on it.