"We have to make a choice now—"

That's what Siegfried said.

"Retreat or struggle. If you choose to retreat, the citizens will become victims, and if you choose to fight, we will suffer huge losses or even total annihilation. ”

Incomparably cruel words, but they are facts that have to be faced.

Siegfried is such a person who does not lie, and has one thing to say. Fafnir was the hardest battle he had ever experienced in his life, and he knew better than anyone how terrible Fafnir was.

The power and speed of the massive body, the terrifying dragon's breath, and, most famously, the hard scale armor that can withstand the direct hits of high-level noble Phantasms. To put it mildly, the dragon that St. George destroyed and the Taraskque that Marta surrendered together were not as good as Fafnir.

Even if there are multiple servants here, as well as the strongest of the martial arts followers like St. George and Perseus, Siegfried still can't be optimistic. Because it was not only Fafnir who came, but also the attached group of bipedal wyverns, as well as the enemy's servants.

Just now, Olga Marie had already captured the reaction of the Berserker Servant, and it was a strange Mad Servant.

Retreat or struggle, live or die, grasp the present or for the future.

And, most importantly, whether to sacrifice the lives of the people here in exchange for the salvation of France.

If it is an extremely utilitarian or cold-blooded servant, there is no doubt that he will choose to retreat and exchange small sacrifices for greater victories.

But unfortunately, the servants here are either good people or saints, and they can't make this kind of cold choice to measure life purely by quantity. You can call them bad people, but that's why they're admired and revered by future generations.

"I'm a greedy woman, so I'm going to choose both-"

Surprisingly, the first to speak was Queen Mary, who looked most like a vase.

"We can't lose hope, but we can't let innocent people die because of this, so wouldn't it be nice for me to stay alone? I'm here to protect the city until everyone has taken refuge! The rest of the people went to join up with Matthew and did their duty, so I must be the one who stayed. ”

"Are you serious? Maria. Mozart sighed and asked in a deep voice.

Mary asked rhetorically, "Would I joke about this kind of thing?" Amadeus. ”

"Wait a minute, Mary, I-"

"No, no, Joan of Arc." Mary interrupted Joan of Arc's words with a smile, "You still have your duty, but I'm glad you think so much of me, because I longed for you when I was alive." I'm at the court and you're on the battlefield, and though you're a maiden, you're fighting. ”

"Of course, I am far inferior to you, no, it is because I am inferior to you that I look forward to you so much...... More than 300 years have existed such a girl...... It's really nice to meet like this and to be friends like this. So, oh, Joan of Arc......"

At the end of the words, Mary reached out and hugged Joan of Arc's body.

"Bear with me, will you? It's kind of a friend's willfulness. ”

“……”

Joan of Arc lowered her head, unable to see her expression clearly, only her voice could be heard trembling.

"I'll wait for your ......"

"Well, I'll catch up in no time, my carriage is fast."

Mary was still smiling, and that brightness made Mozart decide.

"In that case, I'm—"

"No, Amadeus, your ears are necessary to avoid Fafjnir, and here I am—"

"Stop, give me a stop."

Mary interrupted the words of others twice, and someone finally couldn't stand it anymore and interrupted her loudly, it was Perseus.

"I support Miss Mary's greed, children make choices, and of course we adults have all choices. However, you are still too petty, and maybe one day we will have to face the sacrifice of our companions, but that is the last helplessness, and before that, you must not give up easily. Siegfried wants to save it, the citizens want to save it, and you are not allowed to die! Three-pronged. ”

"You, have a way?" Mozart's eyes lit up. If there's anyone here who doesn't want Mary to die the most, it's Mozart.

"Of course! Take a certain amount of risk, though, it's a gamble—"

Seeing that everyone was hesitant, Perseus said again.

"It's okay, I'm a man favored by the gods, a famous lucky one, and my luck value is as high as level A."

Mary was the first to nod: "Bet, although my life is not lucky, but this time my luck seems to be good, luck level B+." ”

Mozart followed: "I bet too." Although my luck is only D, I hope you will share the good fortune with me. ”

"I'm joining too." Joan of Arc, Lucky C.

"And me." St. George, lucky A+, the luckiest one in the house.

"It seems that only I have the worst luck, but I don't know why, I just think I can win with you." Siegfried, Lucky E, "What to do?" ”

Perseus began to state his plan: "It was a game against time. Joelchos and Joan of Arc need to leave with Siegfried to cleanse the curse as soon as possible. As long as Siegfried can exert his full strength, it is not us who should run, but the enemy. You are the real key, and everything we do is buying time. ”

"What should Fafnir do? Just the words of the three of you......" Siegfried was really not polite at all, poking at the sore spot.

"It's true that this is the hardest problem to deal with, and it's very difficult to go head-to-head, so I decided to play a little trick. Siegfried, there's something I'd like to check with you - is your weapon the great sword that the Nibelungen legend has made for you? ”

"Yes."

"Can you lend me this sword for the time being, I know it's too much to ask, but it's necessary to win the game."

"Yes, I believe you."

Without hesitation, Siegfried revealed his weapon, a life-tall silver greatsword, and handed it into Perseus' hands.

"Noble Phantasm's real name is Balmung, so feel free to use it."

"Thank you, I will definitely live up to your trust, and I also have some experience in using a sword." Perseus took it with both hands, put the sword on his back, and declared, "From now on, I am the great hero of Northern Europe, Siegfried the Dragon Slayer, and in the future, please be sure not to call the wrong name and show the flaws." ”

"You, you're trying to-"

"Got it!"

Mary and Mozart met instantly.

"I'll see if there are any spells that have changed, and you can help me see if there's anything that doesn't look like it."

Perseus pulled out the book and began his own disguise.

PS: Dragons also have three, six, nine and so on, Fafnia is one of the top dragon species, and Tarask's level is not enough to enter the world. I don't know the one that St. George killed, but considering that St. George was later than the Marda era, it is estimated that the level is not enough for that level.

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