The closest French city to everyone is Lyon.

As mentioned earlier, Lyon is now an empty dead city.

Having lost their commander, the wyverns smash cities and buildings, catching and eating the inhabitants who are hiding inside.

It's ...... It's like eating canned food awkwardly.

The idea was simple: Robespierre's speech, or the remnants of the French army gathered here, were reassuring.

A lot of times, people are like that, ostrich thinking: as long as you can't see it, it's not happening. Just living in the world of your own knowledge.

Therefore, they thought that Robespierre still had so many French coalition troops that Lyon, which was used as a stronghold, should be safe.

The result?

Go without saying.

Moreover, when the disaster really came, everyone did not have the courage or the goal to strive for, so they locked the doors and windows, locked them in the quilt, and kept praying that the gods would send down the supreme power to save them.

Matthew covered his mouth and frowned, never expecting that the city would be like this.

Rika Fujimaru was also stunned.

Yukisai Yagi was silent.

He knows.

This result.

Rather, it's sure to turn out like this.

However, there is only this option.

Rika Fujimaru was taken away and didn't know when she was going to be killed. He could only race against the clock. There was simply no time to save the citizens of Lyon.

Moreover, the Chaldeans can send only six servants to the peculiar point, if the men are separated, then the decisive battle with Vlad III will not be so smooth.

The conclusion is that, as a result, Yagi Yukisai was the one who sat back and watched these people die, and did not lend a helping hand.

The essential difference between him and Fujimaru Rika is here.

No matter how much he looks like a human, he is a magician at heart. He will do whatever it takes to get the end of it. Selectively ignoring the possibility of Leon's possible destruction, he took the Chaldean servants and went to save Fujimaru Rika without hesitation.

Fujimaru Rika looked at Yagi Yukisai blankly, and her bright eyes flashed with some unknown emotion.

"If you want to hit me, please."

Yukisai Yagi bent down and leaned his face in.

"Beat me up and change my mood."

“…… No. ”

Rika Fujimaru shook her head silently, revealing a stiff smile.

"Everyone! Please go and get rid of the dragons here! ”

"Good! This is like the old lady's royal ...... Ahem, this kind of demeanor is exactly what a savior of human reason should have. ”

Marda's hands snapped together, almost like a boxer preparing for his fists, the sharp anger on her face just appeared, and immediately her eyes rolled, coughed dryly, and her temperament suddenly softened again.

Medea looked carefully on the side, the corners of her eyes jumped, and her heart raised the security level of Marda's person by a few levels. I always feel that this sage sister ...... Hidden in the depths, wow.

"Target confirmation, destruction of creatures. The race registration name is [Wyvern]. Well. I understand. I'll spoil them. ”

Attila was like a robot, muttering the words of the machine, silently carrying out her goal.

"Slay the dragon, yes. No problem. ”

Siegfried's humble attitude seemed to be slightly restrained only in the matter of slaying dragons. He was sure he could easily deal with these dragon species.

Darius was silent, as if he didn't understand her words, and stood beside her.

Yagi Yukisai didn't know what he should do for a while, did he follow everyone to drive away the flying dragon? Or stay here with Rika Fujimaru?

In the midst of the struggle, he sighed and decided to stay here.

"Yagi-sen...... You said...... Did they die because of me? ”

Rika Fujimaru muttered something.

"It's not. It is the enemy who kills the poisoners. It's the Wyvern and the man who summons them. I was the one who decided to leave it alone. It has nothing to do with you. ”

"Well, thanks...... I'm much better. ”

Fujimaru Rika smiled bitterly and said something against her will. Obviously, this is a reassuring word.

The corners of her eyebrows and eyes revealed a sense of sorrow everywhere, and she probably needed some time to digest this self-condemnation.

However, this is a hurdle that she must overcome.

Because...... She's just a human, not a god.

She has no power to save [all].

When she saves some, she will inevitably miss another.

If you just stare at [how many people died] and not see [how many people were rescued], it will soon collapse. It's a bit cruel to say, but that's the way it is, and there's no obligation to save everyone. It is this era, not some individuals, that must be saved. If we can't save everyone, we must have a choice and a trade-off to save as many people as possible.

Not sacrificing anyone sounds great, and if you can do it, it's wonderful. It's like a utopia, it's the best world, but unfortunately, that kind of world only exists in ideals. Reality is not so gentle.

It is because the reality is heavy and cruel that so many people escape from reality.

Yagi Yukisai felt that he should find time to talk to her about this truth. At least not now, though.

Darius was silent, and his large hand grabbed Rika Fujimaru from under his ribs, and lifted the sad-faced lord up so that she could sit on his shoulder. I hope this feeling of climbing will make her happy.

"That...... Ahem...... I said, Yagi-senpai...... You say, we ...... Can you summon the black-clad servant? Vlad III. ”

"Yes. Didn't he say it? will respond to your call. No problem. ”

Fujimaru Rika nodded silently, and Darius strode towards the backyard of the monastery where the city's spiritual veins converged, the point of contact with the Chaldees.

The situation at the monastery can only be described as tragic.

The stained glass was shattered, the wooden doors were shattered, the cloisters of tables, chairs and benches in the cloister, the remains of metal ornaments, the collapsed second-floor beams, the blood stains on the ground, everything was shattered. Only a depression remained.

It's hard to believe that it was originally used to command the French Confederation.

"Everybody, abide by the new rules of the Republic. I am confident that with our joint efforts, our new republic will shine brightly! A perfect society! A society where there are no class divisions, no exploitation, and where everyone can live and work in peace and contentment! Thank you all for your applause! I swear once again that I will dedicate my life to this greatest cause! ”

In this ruin, the funniest thing is that there is still a person giving a speech.

In the empty monastery, there was actually a person giving an important speech!

What's even more ridiculous is that there is not a single observer.

That man was Robespierre.

One of his arms had been bitten off by the wyvern and bandaged briefly.

At this time, he was giving a frenzied speech with blank eyes.

He......

Lose your marbles......

He's the kind of person who has passion and dreams.

This kind of person will not be easily defeated. No matter how difficult it is in reality, you can grit your teeth and persevere.

In the same way, such people can also be easily injured.

Once the creed that sustained him throughout his life collapsed, it was all over.

Robespierre was like that.

Just before, even in the face of the encirclement and suppression of the hordes of flying dragons, he could still command the battle with high spirits.

However, now that the soldiers have fled, Robin Hood has betrayed, the populace has completely ignored him, and the Confederate army he had worked so hard to assemble has collapsed......

Although his body could still fight, his spirit collapsed first.

Immersed in some kind of dream of becoming the head of state in the future and leading the country on the right track, he refuses to come out again.

In fact, there were still a few of his soldiers who hoped that he would stand up and maintain the situation.

But...... Robespierre, who had been rescued, woke up like this, and even his last supporters could not listen to this dry speech and abandoned him.

Although the form is not the same, it ...... History has indeed returned to the right track. The leader of the Accord Binpie, in such a form, withdrew from the stage at the peculiar point of France.

。 m.