I seriously doubt there is something wrong with my Chaldea

However, this alone is not enough to kill the wyvern. Under its pain, the dragon began to flap its wings frantically, and the huge force generated immediately flew away, only to let the injured stick in its wound Banner and Joan of Arc.

In this case, Joan had no choice but to fight back, so she could only honestly fall back to the ground.

Falling to the ground, Joan of Arc looked a little pity and regretful.

"No... There is no way to kill it this time... Such a strong vitality... Should I say that it is really worthy of a wyvern?... If it were any other creature, it should be pierced by a single shot now...? "

Joan of Arc couldn't help lowering her head subconsciously and squeezed her fist.

But when she tried to clenched her fist, she felt a sense of powerlessness, which surprised her.

Logically speaking... She is also a [B] person who has reached the [Muscle Strength] value, how could this happen under normal circumstances...?

Moreover, Joan's own job skill [Anti-Magic Power] has reached the unobservable [EX] level. Almost all magic attacks in the world are almost ineffective against her, and it is impossible for others to attack her. What kind of magic that effectively weakens is used.

but why……

"Roar----"

Before Joan could figure out why, a dragon roar interrupted Joan's thinking.

"Um………"

After discovering that her abilities had been greatly weakened unconsciously, whether it was a subconscious reaction or not, Joan of Arc felt a little out of breath even after the blow just now.

"Roar---"

The roar of the dragon came, although she didn't know why she had such a change, but now she knew that she had angered the dragons just now.

"Ow—"

"boom---"

"Bang!!!"

Immediately, roars, roars, and various sounds of spewing fireballs among the dragons continued to resound.

"Oops……"

Seeing the large fireballs that had become no different from meteor showers around her, Joan couldn't help but clenched the flag in her hand, ready to hold on to this wave of attacks.

"Boom——"

There was a roaring sound, but Joan of Arc didn't feel the heat that should be around her. Someone blocked the large fireball in front of her eyes faster than her.

"Hoo...Miss Jeanne, are you alright?"

She secretly sighed in her heart, "Finally caught up." While she breathed a sigh of relief, she did not dare to neglect. She still set up the snowflake shield in her hand and blocked a fireball for Joan behind her. At the same time, she couldn't help but He turned to look at Joan behind him and said.

"Ma... Matthew?"

Joan of Arc couldn't help being stunned for a moment, and couldn't help saying: "Why are you here? You... defeated those Servants?"

"Ok!"

Matthew nodded, and was about to answer, but the wyverns in front of her were too troublesome, and the fireballs were constantly spitting out, even if Matthew was blocked by the Snowflake Shield, he still felt a burst of heat.

"Boom boom boom boom boom boom——"

"Let's talk about it later..."

Amidst the roar of fireball explosions, Matthew's voice was still too soft, obviously only a little more than one meter away, but it took a lot of effort for Joan to hear Matthew's intermittent answer.

Not long after, those annoying fireballs disappeared, and instead, the shrill roars of those wyverns came again.

"Ow——"

"Got it - kill them all -"

Along with Wyvern's shrill roar came Little Mo's "Berserker" cry.

"Miss Mo..."

Hearing Little Mo's shout, Matthew looked a little ashamed.

And these wyverns, who were still dominant in numbers in front of Joan of Arc, could only roar in front of Xiao Mo. After Xiao Mo, a Servant who pronounced "Saber" and wrote "Berserker", suddenly joined the battle, All of a sudden these predators become little sheep.

After a burst of unilateral massacres, there was only blood stains and cut or torn scales left on the spot.

Next to Xiao Mo, there was a pile of meat.

At this time, if you think about it for a while, you will know what kind of meat it is.

"Miss Mo..."

Mash put away the Snowflake Shield, looking at the pile of clean-shaven, reddish-brown meat, he couldn't help but ask, "This...could it be dragon meat?"

"Um----"

Xiao Mo nodded, looking at the way her eyes were shining, I'm afraid she would have started to eat directly if Matthew hadn't come later.

"...Well...Didn't the Master say you were hungry just now?...Anyway, we haven't eaten anything since we called at noon. It's no big deal to get a little dragon meat, right?"

"........."

"Don't talk about this question first, are you sure it's a little bit?"

Matthew couldn't help complaining.

"It's so noisy... Matthew, don't ask so many questions, and this... is really not too much, right? After all, there are so many people..."

As if he noticed his own ugliness, or saw something in Matthew's eyes, Xiao Mo subconsciously wiped his saliva that hadn't yet flowed out, and quickly argued.

"I didn't say I was hungry, Xiao Mo."

Li Xiang happened to come over from a distance with all the followers, and at the same time exposed Xiao Mo's lie, saying: "Just say it when you are hungry, there is nothing wrong with it."

"Hmm... I see... Speaking of which, Mash and the Master shouldn't have eaten dragon meat, have they?"

Li Xiang couldn't help feeling a little helpless seeing Xiao Mo's way of admitting his mistake on the front foot and immediately returning to his original nature on the back foot.

'...But I don't think I've ever eaten dragon meat...'

"...Well, since this is the case, let's take a rest, eat some dragon meat, take a rest and then go to La Sharitai."

"Wang Jiang collects firewood, Xiao Mo lights the fire, and Wei Gong cooks... well, these dragon meats should be enough for us to eat."

"Well, I see, Master."

"By the way, are your injuries okay?"

"Well, the healing effect of the Command Seal is very good, and there is no serious problem."

"Well, I'm relieved..."

"Hey—why do you want me to collect firewood?!"

However, Li Xiang was indifferent to Cu Chulainn's protest, but turned to look at the French soldiers in the river, and shouted: "Hey, everyone, go ashore and rest—"

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Chapter 77: Conversation with Olga

In this way, the French soldiers were called ashore by Lixiang.

Moreover, although they were soldiers, they were all human beings. In order to avoid the attacks of those wyverns, they hid in the river for a long time, and they didn't have much energy left when they went ashore.

This also happened to coincide with Lixiang's rest time. While collecting firewood in Cu Chulainn, Emiya cleaned up the dragon meat and prepared it for cooking. It was also a daily practice. Under the guidance, trying to control his magic power, he dried the clothes of those French soldiers.

"—Okay, so this should be the last one, right?"

"I'm so exhausted..."

After drying Hole's heavy clothes and armor, Li Xiang looked up and looked around, and he was relieved after confirming that there was no one who needed to be dried.

"Cut... Isn't it just drying clothes for a few people? You don't have to be so tired, do you?"

Through the projection of Chaldea's communication bracelet on Lixiang's wrist, Olga, who is "beside" Lixiang, couldn't help but sarcastically said to him as always.

"Well, I'm so sorry that I'm so useless... After all, I'm not from a noble family of magic."

Li Xiang lay on the ground and said indifferently.

"........."

"...That's what you said, but I'm really upset to hear you say that."

Although she knew that Lixiang's words did not mean to ridicule or ridicule her, but for some reason, Olga still felt a little uncomfortable hearing his words.

"Unhappy? Why?"

Lixiang has very sensitive senses, and soon understood why.

Immediately, he untied Chaldea's standard magic dress coat, tore off the collar of the white gown inside, revealing the pure scarlet pattern on his chest.

"Is it because of this?"

"........."

Seeing Lixiang's unchanging expression and ripping off his collar, even through a projection, Lixiang could clearly see Olga's pretty face that had already flushed.

"I said you don't have any sense of shame?! You rogue pervert!"

Regarding this, Lixiang's expression still didn't change much, he just said: "I'm just guessing why you're upset, and...it seems like you're thinking about it first...?"

"Shut up! It's so noisy!"

Before Lixiang finished speaking, Olga interrupted Lixiang's speech roughly.

"…………Humph"

After a while, she calmed down, but the unhappy expression on her face became more obvious.

"I said you are quite lucky... You can learn the original rune from a magician from the Age of Gods, and you got the Holy Grail for no reason..."

"...Hey, wait a minute."

Li Xiang said: "If you say that the one in front is envious of me, forget it, I really can't stand getting the Holy Grail or something..."

"Huh? Why?"

"Don't you know what the Holy Grail is to us magicians?"

"That is a universal wishing machine. It is said that even the wish of reaching the root can be fulfilled... Well, although you obviously don't have the ability to make a wish..."

"But that is also a source of ultra-high-quality magic that is difficult for modern magic to achieve. It is equally important to us..."

"But you guy actually said that you can't bear it..."

"Sure enough, I should have chosen to make a hole in your body to take it out when you were unconscious?!"

"But you didn't do it anyway?"

"...Huh? What?...Do you think I really don't want to take it out?!...I did it because..."

Regarding Olga's attempt to defend, Lixiang had a gentle smile on his face.

"Are you kidding me?!"

Seeing Lixiang's smile, Olga couldn't help being a little annoyed, she was being played around by him on such a good topic...

"No, I dare not play tricks on you, Director."

"...Maybe I'm glad that I was able to meet you."

"Happy... lucky?! Really... met me or something..."

"...As you said, the Holy Grail is a very important treasure for you magicians... So, if there is a treasure that you want so much in front of you, ordinary people will choose to find ways to get it. Let alone a magician."

"..."

Regarding Lixiang's answer, Olga couldn't help being silent for a while, which was considered a tacit agreement.

What Lixiang said was correct, after all, the so-called magicians were just a group of so-called scumbags evaluated according to the values ​​of ordinary people.

In this regard, Olga, who came from one of the ten monarch families of the clock tower, the Anim Sophia family, also had a deep understanding.

In order to reach the so-called "root", they gave up everything, life, reputation, dignity, value and so on. For parents, children are just tools for inheriting magic seals, and for children, parents are just some Disposable tools only.

In contrast, what they use to do everything is just a daily means for them, and some magicians who have lived other people's lives with unclean means are still living with those dirty means. , trying to touch the "root" that is like a mirror image for human beings.