Chapter 88, the ending of crying and laughing
When Elizabeth came back to her senses, she suddenly realized that she seemed to have become the commander of the light pole.
I don't know when all the flying dragons brought by me have been wiped out, and the sea devil troops behind him have almost been consumed - if you can consume the sea devil troops with only numerical superiority to such a realm, this person can be regarded as a wizard in the command world, and he will definitely go down in history!
The mad Saber Dion who came with her, and the mad assassin Phantom of the Opera, all disappeared at some point......
When she came to her senses, she was the only one left.
Surrounded by enemies......
"The ......"
Before she could speak, a beautiful violet-like flower suddenly bloomed under her feet, and beautiful light was woven and formed from under her feet, and the beautiful light rose rapidly, turning the surrounding space into a beautiful column.
Although it is a bit strange to describe it, this is like the feeling of building in the Red Alert game. It rises abruptly from the ground and finally folds to form a confined space.
"It's beautiful! This, is this for me?! Hmph, just a little paparazzi, I know how to be romantic! β
Elizabeth was clearly attracted by this glowing trick, and a happy expression on her face bloomed on the little girl's face, probably understanding this thing as something to welcome herself.
She grinned and reached out to touch the beautiful light.
Slav!
The fingertips were as if they were electrocuted, followed by a burning and paralyzing sensation, and for a moment as if they were overpowered, she quickly withdrew her fingers, tears of pain.
"What is this! It's like an electric eel! β
"That's a good question. This is a magic circle for bondage. I had previously supplied it to the French soldiers in a mass-produced version. In order to catch the Wyvern, this magic cage also has a special effect that is even more effective against dragon-type enemies. It looks like you're human, but you have the same qualities as a dragon. β
In a calm and elegant tone, the magician dressed in white came over with an elegant smile, and he spread out a thick dictionary-like book in his hand, on which a strong magic was emerging.
"You...... What did you say?! β
Elizabeth raised her eyebrows, a fierce look on her face.
Sure enough, even if it's her, if her brain is not very normal because of her madness, she will be angry when she is locked up, right?
"You've discovered that people have dragon qualities! Oh, that's a sight! Obviously he looks like a science student, and he is unexpectedly very emotional, you guy~ very good! β
The preface is withdrawn, and it is completely useless for a mad person to speculate with conventional thinking patterns.
She enjoyed being called a dragon more than the shame of being caught......
"Although people are not interested in the role of a science man in white glasses, but you know it so well, I can make an exception for you to help set up the stage effect! Since it's a science department, it's definitely no problem to arrange dry ice or something, right? β
Wow...... This......
Yukisai Yagi is feeling more and more remnants.
She is obviously quite cute, and in the Japanese idol circle, her sweet appearance is even if she got her first job. However, the singing is very ...... This contrast is like a good plate for serving food at a state banquet, and someone came up with a very high level of art - a night pot...... No matter how beautiful this thing is, it's not for eating!
It's a pity, but now because of the madness, the brain is not very bright, and people don't know what expression to show.
After being trapped by the French caster with magic, this wave of offensive finally stopped completely. This is a very good time - after all, the Chaldean group at this point in time, just because of the discussion of strategy, replaced the entourage with the strategy-related servant, and fell into a certain degree of chaos.
It is a pity that the conditions for victory in the war are the right time, place and people, and only the time is useless.
As a result, Elizabeth, who was completely incapable of commanding, just let everyone run around like a mess.
Moreover, the front and rear armies did not cooperate, reinforcements did not come, and Black Joan of Arc and Fafner did not know where they went.
The decline of the war has been finalized.
All that's left is to discuss what to do with Elizabeth, and how to defeat the last enemy, Joan of Arc, the dragon witch.
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"Damn, I should have thought that this idiot lizard girl couldn't be relied on at all!"
Joan of Arc, who had domesticated Fafner into a zombie dragon, was about to go to Bordeaux, but was stopped by Catherine, who waved her hand and the black flames condensed into a mirror, reflecting Elizabeth who had been caught inside.
Joan of Arc couldn't be happier! This damn guy talks a lot of words, but that's actually it!
In a hurry, she steps on the zombie dragon Fafner, and Joan of Arc is about to go to Bordeaux to rescue her. Catherine smiled and said, "Don't be in such a hurry. Anyway, it's just an innocuous little girl, right? β
"Huh? You're still talking here! It's all you, bastard woman! If we want to divide the servants and assign them to four directions, what is so efficient, but this is how to separate the possibility of each break! You woman! How do you compensate for it! β
Hei Joande, who was already short-tempered, glared at him and scolded back, if you dare to give me an explanation
"Mama, don't worry! I'm sure I'm sure. Rather, that's what it is. Let me ask you, do you know that there is a limit to the servants summoned by the Holy Grail? β
Catherine asked an interesting question.
Of course, there are limits to servants.
This is because the Servant itself is a container-like existence. No matter how powerful the container is, there is a limit. It's as if a beaker, no matter how big, can't fit the entire Pacific Ocean in one fell swoop.
It's a matter of common sense.
The Servant is inferior to the Heroic Spirit's [Container].
"So, what about me, just to allow you to summon the strongest [Dragon], I deliberately arranged so many servants to send them to death. The remains of those servants have been collected by me. When the time comes, I have prepared the best [container] for you, and you can summon the [strongest dragon] in one go~"
Catherine's tone was irrepressible with pleasure. Already aware of how twisted she was, Joan of Arc snorted coldly and said angrily in displeasure, "What's the use of that, can it be stronger than Fafner?" β
"Well, in a sense, better than Fafner. Believe me, that's the strongest dragon imaginable in the world. Maybe it's not necessarily the best in terms of combat effectiveness, but if you cooperate with the endless Wyvern Sea Demon troops on your side, it's different. Andβ"
Catherine smiled and said happily:
"The final boss, of course, you have to stay in the base camp safely! Let's go, let's go back to Paris. Just watch them struggle! When the time comes, it will be very happy to catch all the saviors who are too tired to do it! β