I seriously doubt there is something wrong with my Chaldea

No matter how vicious words or sharp criticisms from others, maybe Xiao Mo will not have much reaction, but Artoria is an exception for her.

"Tch--I don't need you to tell me--"

To Lixiang's surprise, Xiao Mo didn't overreact too much, but just ignored Artoria Alter's lesson like an angry child.

——It's just that Lixiang doesn't know whether he really ignores it or not.

"Okay, although Xiao Mo is indeed impulsive, it's okay, and he will always change it in the future, right?"

Li Xiang walked to Xiao Mo's side, patted her shoulder lightly, and said in a comforting way.

"........."

However, facing Lixiang's words and actions, Xiao Mo subconsciously took two steps back, avoiding Lixiang's hand.

"Well——I see—there's no need to get so close all of a sudden, right?!"

Li Xiang blinked, wondering if it was his illusion, a flush appeared on the face that was exactly the same as Artoria's, and then he looked like a child whose patience had been worn away Said.

Seeing Xiao Mo like this, Li Xiang felt relieved a lot.

"........."

As for this, Artoria Alter couldn't help but take a deep look at Lixiang, with unknown meaning.

"Okay, let's stop this topic." Wei Gong couldn't help saying: "We should think about how to solve our problem of where to stay."

"After all, we probably have to stay in this singularity for a while, not to mention hitting Orleans directly, even if we are investigating for a while, we need to have a stronghold?"

"Well, that's right..." Li Xiang couldn't help but raised his chin as if thinking, "It's just a stronghold..."

"By the way, senior." Matthew suddenly remembered the doctor's reminder to them before they set off, and couldn't help saying: "Didn't the doctor say before that we can find the spiritual veins here, build a teleportation array, and use it to transport supplies? We can find spiritual veins as a stronghold."

"Well... that seems to be true, but..."

"But rare areas like spiritual veins are places that can't be found, right? It's okay if you can find them in advance, but isn't it a waste of time to blindly search for spiritual veins everywhere? What we should do now is, It should be a quick investigation and a basic assessment of the enemy's overall strength. Master."

Arturia Alter rejected Mash's suggestion before Lixiang finished speaking.

"I'm very sorry...for raising such a question that doesn't fit the status quo...Miss Artoria..." My suggestion was rejected as soon as it was said, which still made Matthew a little embarrassed.

Suddenly, Huo Er, who had been silent at the side, seemed to see what everyone was thinking, and couldn't help saying: "Everyone from a foreign land, don't you know where to settle and worry?"

"Ah, yes."

Cu Chulainn glanced at Hor, and then said, "So, where can you take us?"

"La Charite."

"what?"

"It's the city we belong to, La Charité... This time the coalition forces are besieging Orleans and the entire army is wiped out. That witch will definitely do something to let those demons roam the whole of France—so—"

Cú Chulainn immediately understood what Hor meant, "So that's it, give us a more suitable foothold, and at the same time plan to use our hands to ensure the safety of La Sharitai? It's a good note—— Hey boy, what do you think?"

"…………Set off."

Li Xiang thought for less than three seconds, then said.

"Well——in that case, then lead the way."

"Okay, everyone, please come with us."

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PS: Don't have to repel the battle, I feel empty in my heart.

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Chapter 65: Variations of Chaos War

——The roar, and the roar of unknown creatures always enveloped the city.

——Now, no matter whether it is a person or an animal here, there is no way to escape the fate of turning into coke.

This place has become an empty dead city, no matter what kind of living creatures, only those demons and a pile of coke appear here now.

The originally bustling palace was filled with a burnt smell produced by the volatilization and burning of various precious items.

It was the smell of precious animal furs on fire, the smell of expensive ornaments mixed with stale air.

But now no matter how useless an idiot is, he won't feel bad about these things when he can't even save his life, because there will be no one here from now on.

——No, there is one more.

A man dressed in luxurious silk fell to the ground in embarrassment. It is believed that this is the first and last time for him to stick his noble face and the delicate carpet under his feet.

But he shouldn't care so much now, it's time to put down his sad and ridiculous self-esteem and pray for his own life.

"Ah-ah-"

Resisting the piercing pain from his legs, he wanted to stand up, but his legs could no longer support his body, he could only struggle in his own screams of pain, and kept on fall down.

--will die.

----will die.

———If you come down like this, you will definitely die.

Such extremely ominous thoughts, or premonitions, had already emerged in his mind, but based on the instinct of wanting to live as a person, he still chose to continue struggling here.

—Even one step is fine.

——Even one centimeter is fine.

Such completely unrealistic expectations or prayers kept popping up in his heart, and the man was still crawling forward with his hands, dragging his cumbersome body at this moment.

However, it was too late.

Without any warning, first sparks that could not be caught by the naked eye fell, and then those sparks quickly ignited the man's whole body at a speed visible to the naked eye. Almost instantly, the man turned into a fireball on the ground .

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

I don't know whether he was frightened by suddenly noticing the red lotus fire that ignited on his body, or felt the severe pain of the flame burning his skin. The man immediately fell to the ground and let out a burst of screams.

He wanted to use all his strength to roll on the ground to suppress the flames on his body, but the strange thing was that the flames of the red lotus were not affected in the slightest, the flames only burned violently on his body, but the high temperature did not leave a trace on the carpet Traces, as if this man was the only combustible thing.

"Ah -ah ah ah ah ah ah -forgive me -forgive me--"

After needlessly struggling and begging for mercy, the man gradually fell silent, and slowly turned into a pile of ashes in the flames.

A gust of wind blew into the window of the palace, blowing away the last ashes, and the man could be said to have no scum left in the true sense.

Not long after, Hei Zhen and several other Servants came out from the corridor.

Taking a deep look at the carpet that did not leave any trace of the man, the berserk Lancer with white curly hair and somewhat aged face couldn't help sighing inexplicably, "The decayed soul... really didn't leave any trace... ..."

"Ha ha……"

Beside him was a woman wearing a hideous mask, and the mad Assassin, who smelled blood all over her body, let out a mocking laugh and said, "Hehe... as an immortal being, do you have the leisure time to be sentimental?" ?”

"........."

Crazy Lancer frowned, but he didn't get angry, and he didn't mean to taunt her with each other, because such a depraved and crazy woman should not be in contact with it.

Although he has degenerated into a monster that must feed on blood, and he has accepted the fact, he has no intention of giving up his dignity as a nobleman and a hero. Dealing with such a woman is simply taking his own life. disgrace.

With this in mind, the maddened Lancer ignored the maddened Assassin's taunt.

"…………whispering sound."

Seeing that the maddened Lancer ignored him, despite the disdain in his heart, the maddened Assassin didn't say anything more to stimulate his nerves.

"........."

As for the two vampires behind him, Hei Zhen couldn't help rolling her eyes.

Although she is no longer the former saint, even though the fallen ones have joined them, the compatibility between Heizhen and the two of them is still terrible.

Especially the mad Assassin, for this terrifying and distorted woman, Hei Zhen even had the idea of ​​"using her as cannon fodder when the enemy strikes, and letting her fend for herself".

As for the berserk Lancer... Although he has a slightly better impression of Hei Zhen than the berserk Assassin, Hei Zhen can also guarantee that it is really only a little bit.

————Obviously manifested in the state of an anti-hero, but he still clings to his self-esteem as a hero in his lifetime—to use Hei Zhen's words to describe it, he has no shame at all.

However, no matter how upset Hei Zhen is with the two of them now, she still has no choice to get angry, and all the current events should be carried out with the complete defeat of France as the top priority.

For Hei Zhen now, nothing is more important than flattening France.

"........."

— Well, now there is.

Hei Zhen had a strange expression when she felt the information that the professional skills carried by her own spiritual foundation directly acted on her senses.

——Well, just after setting up a flag, the feeling of being slapped in the face by the speed of light is really not that good.

However, she did feel there was enough reason to slow down the progress of sweeping France.

——Servant.

To be precise, it should be a Servant that does not belong to our side, and there are as many as six Servants as soon as they appear——

Hei Zhen frowned. Although she had expected that the world correction force would continuously send Servants to this mutated time and space because of the job agency and the spirit foundation, but before that, all she had noticed were single Servants, short-lived. Time is not enough to fear.

However, this time, a total of six Servants appeared at one time... Even if this number is only some second- and third-rate Servants, it should not be underestimated.

Moreover, through the perception of job skills, Heizhen also felt different degrees of high-intensity magical reactions.

——In other words, not only six Servants appeared together this time, but there were also several powerful Servants who were difficult to deal with.

——Although Heizhen has eight servants including herself, these six Servants are still quite a threat.

Even though Hei Zhen believed that her Servants were stronger than them, they were not just some trash that could be dealt with by wyverns, so they should be tested.

Immediately, Heizhen turned around and looked at the two people who didn't see eye to eye, and said, "You two... no, let's call Mad Archer, Mad Saber, and Mad Rider, and the five of you ride the Wyvern , go to the area of ​​La Charité to test the newly arrived Servant."

"Five people?" Mad Lancer said, "Have multiple Servants appeared? How many people?"

"Six."

"So that's the case... No wonder it's just to test instead of eliminate..." Mad Assassin showed a weird smile.

"Hmph... It would be great if you killed one or two of them." Heizhen gave the crazy Assassin a disgusted look, and then continued: "But the main thing is to test, it's not about cleaning up those Servants now." when."

"...So that's how it is." Lancer's pale golden eyes seemed to reflect those two terrifying huge figures, and then he turned and left.

"........."

The crazy Assassin understood what the crazy Lancer meant, and she didn't say much, but just followed the crazy Lancer who left first, rode on a wyvern, and quickly disappeared from Heizhen's sight.

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PS: Although I also think this is very cheeky, but———ask for votes (づ′▽`)づ

Chapter 66: March of Chaos

"........."

When he was about to reach the grove of La Saritai, a fleeting white light suddenly rose.

His sight was filled with white light that slowly dissipated, and Lixiang's expression now became really weird.

——It was really an unexpected encounter——no, it should be said that we should come here...

The light dissipated, and what appeared was a girl with blond hair, golden eyes, wearing light armor and holding a white flag——

I don't know if it's the illusion of Lixiang and others. When the girl appeared in this small grove, the surrounding life seemed to jump up for joy. They are all rejoicing that the saint once again appeared on this land.

"Oh-oh-oh-you are--"

Hall on the side couldn't help but exclaimed.

"Jean d'Arc—"

Looking at this face full of holiness, Hor actually forgot for a moment the Dragon Witch who left deep fear in his soul just a day ago, and couldn't help but marvel at Joan of Arc.