“……”

“……”

A gentle breeze blew through the forest, and the branches rustled and brought a strange silence.

"Wan, Wanhua writes the outer way...... So what's going on? "Joan of Arc Alter looked confused, she could understand every pronunciation of the sentence, but she just couldn't understand it together.

"Wanhua Writing Wheel Outer Dao is born overlord color armed with the first number of thousands of Sakura Long Kinus!" Mu Xiu still maintained that arrogant and indifferent look, and repeated his casual nickname without embarrassment, "You have to remember my god name well." ”

"Huh? How did I not know there were such strange gods? Is that name meant to be funny? ”

Joan of Arc S. Alter was not afraid at all, but instead had a look of disgust and idiocy, and mocked mercilessly.

"And why should I remember this strange name of yours!"

Because Mu Xiu always restrained his breath, he did not have the slightest momentum and coercion, just like the stagnant water in a deep pool. So she didn't feel the divine power of the other party, plus the other party's self-introduction was not serious at all......

If, in such a situation, you really think that the other party is a god, then there must be something wrong with the person himself.

However, Mu Xiu looked directly into the eyes of the dragon witch with a natural face, and said confidently-

"Because I have just summoned you, you have to fulfill a hundred of my wishes...... I've heard the story of Aladdin's magic lamp, and now you are positioned like the magic lamp, and you are my servant. ”

"What?! Did you get your brain broken by Fafnir before? ”

Joan of Arc S. Alter looked at the ordinary "person" in front of her in disbelief, she wondered if the other party's brain was broken, and she dared to say such a thing to herself?

"Forget it, I'm not interested in entangling with you, so I don't want to kill you before I ......"

However, she also seemed to have lost her patience, waved her hand impatiently and waited for the other party to look, the strong coercion undisguised oppression passed for a moment, and then she supported the flagpole in her hand and wanted to stand up.

The most important thing right now is to figure out what's going on and where it is.

She looked at the forest scenery around her, and by the way, she frowned and lowered her head to look at the huge dragon body at her feet—

If it weren't for the fact that she could still feel the undulating body of the evil dragon Fafnir due to her breathing, she would even think that the other party was dead, what the hell was going on? What is this place? Why did Fafnir fall unconscious in this hellish place?

Wait, wait, maybe this human knows something!

"You stop...... Huh? ”

Joan of Arc S. Alter immediately looked up, trying to stop the man, only to find that the other person hadn't turned away at all, but was still standing in front of him.

Sure enough, this guy's head must have been broken by Fafnir, after all, normal people were intimidated by themselves just now, and they had already run away, and it was not surprising that the weak chickens were even directly scared and fainted.

And this guy was still standing in front of him stupidly.

She thought this with a little worry, and began to worry a little about whether she would be able to ask for any useful information from the other party's mouth.

"No, I'm going to correct it here - there's nothing wrong with my head, and I haven't been damaged by this big lizard. Or should I say that the truth and your imagination are in exactly opposite directions. ”

The young man said for a long time, and slowly lifted the sleeve of his right hand with his left hand, and slowly raised it, revealing a strange magic tattoo on the back of his hand that he didn't know when, with a total of three strokes.

"So, to recognize the reality, give me a good ~ good ~ stand ~ good ~ ah, Joan of Arc · Miss Alter. ”

A spell disappeared on the back of his hand in an instant, and the logic of his words turned into an irresistible absolute imperative, and an unimaginably huge magic power dominated the dragon witch's body in an instant.

"What...... What the!! ”

Joan of Arc S. Alter's pupils contracted suddenly, but before she could react, her ** as a Servant had already been taken away from control, and she jumped lightly from the body of the giant dragon species mechanically and naturally, and then stepped aside and stood obediently.

"But, damn it, you guy, what did you do to me!"

She was furious to the extreme for a moment, and there seemed to be a small flame burning in her pale golden eyes.

She began to regret her impatience just now, if she just stabbed the other party and killed the other party, there would be nothing.

Mu Xiu smiled lightly: "It's nothing, it's just that I took over your contract, after all, you sent it directly to the door yourself, there are not many opportunities like this." ”

"Impossible! My contract is with the Holy Grail! And the Holy Grail is in my hands! ”

Although he can't control his body movements, he doesn't have the right to be forbidden to speak. Miss Alter growled angrily, her eyes burning with anger and unquenchable hatred.

It's the same as before, but now the target is Mu Xiu himself, which is not a special change.

If she can regain her mobility, she will probably pounce directly without thinking about it and stab Mu Xiu to death with a flagpole.

But she was right, although on the surface, Joan of Arc Alter was summoned by Jill, who was born as Caster, but in reality he was not.

- Because Joan of Arc was not a hero but a saint, there is no possibility of "being summoned from another side".

The fundamental part of this dark saint is the anger of Gilles de Les, or rather more like prejudice or the desire to be so...... Because of these things mixed in, the "side" that should never have surfaced surfaced.

A dragon witch who takes revenge on France.

The saint with a face that rightfully speaks of justice and drives the wrath of the people who have no suspicion of it, is the posture that Gilles de Les hopes of her.

Because the essence is a pseudo-heroic spirit created by Gilles de Ray through Joan of Arc's corpse, using the magic of the Holy Grail, and using Caster's obsession. So she wasn't summoned from Valhalla like the real Servant, and there was no contract for it.

Although the contract still exists, it is kept in the Holy Grail, as the nature of her existence is more similar to the magical creature that Gilles de Ray made through the power of the Holy Grail.

If you have the Holy Grail, you can have her contract, but Gilles de Ray didn't do it to enslave her, so he gave the Holy Grail to the Dragon Witch as well.

In other words, the Holy Grail itself is the one who is Joan of Arc. Alter's magic contract is also the master who supplies her magic. But the Holy Grail is in her own hands at the moment, so her actions don't need to be controlled by anyone.

"Theoretically, that's true, but there's more to the Holy Grail than just one in your hand. And for magicians, magic is the premise and capital to realize all wishes......"

Mu Xiu smiled disapprehantly, maybe he didn't think like that, but in Joan of Arc. Alter's eyes did show a triumphant attitude and a slightly sarcastic tone.

"It's the same Holy Grail, with the same similar reality-distorting properties, if the two Holy Grails meet, and the two effects they cause are exactly the type that cancel each other out, what will happen?"

“……”

Miss Joan of Arc bit her lip and glared at him, not speaking, but she could tell that she was fighting the magic of the Absolute Command with all her might, trying to regain her freedom as soon as possible.

Then, use the cursed flag in his hand to teach this guy on the other side a good lesson, so that he can experience the cruelty of the world in advance.

Until now, this witch lady still thinks that the guy on the other side doesn't know how to master her contract and counter her through a spell, but he has no ability to do it himself.

So just wait until the effect of the spell has passed...... Then, this guy is dead!

"It's boring, let me tell you, the Holy Grails all have reality-bending properties, and their strength is determined by the magic in the Holy Grail. When the power of the two Holy Grails is used in different, even conflicting aspects......"

Seeing that the other party didn't make a sound, and read the other party's heart, Mu Xiu couldn't help but sigh, he turned around and pointed to the huge golden "wall" behind him, and said.

"When the amount of mana is the same, the intensity of the reality distortion is equal, so the two cancel each other out and nothing happens. And when the magic of one side far exceeds that of the other, then only the strong potency will continue to work after offsetting the weaker one. ”

He secretly changed the concept as if nothing happened, and took all the reasons for it as a matter of course to blame the amount of demonic power, so as to mislead the other party's thinking and cognition.

Joan of Arc S. Alter didn't know about it, and she wasn't very skilled in magic and couldn't see the problem, but she didn't think there was anything wrong with that, so it was a matter of course that she thought it was.

Unbeknownst to her, however, in a brief moment of magical wrestling, she reversed the reverse summoning and forcibly tampered with her contract from the Holy Grail. The first thing that is needed is not a huge amount of magic, but a magic attainment that can only be possessed by the best magicians.

The huge amount of magic is also necessary, but it is only in second order.

If there is no magic level to build a "bridge" of communication and interaction from scratch, then no amount of magic will have a channel to reach and play a role.

"Wait, wait! Is that...... Grail? How is this possible!! ”

When Joan of Arc Alter was captivated by the massive fluctuations in mana, and after seeing what it was, there was no way to remain silent.

"How is it possible, how is it possible to have such a big Holy Grail, slow! What a place is this......"

At this time, she finally noticed that something was wrong in the upper part of her field of vision, and when she looked up slightly, she saw a dead planet that was in a state of human decay.

“……”

“……”

So, of course, there was another deathly silence.

"That's right, that's what you think."

Mu Xiu nodded with considerable satisfaction, he was glad that the other party had finally recognized the reality now, so he raised his arm again and gave the order to consume the second spell-

"Wake Fafnir up, and come with him with him!"

"You ——!!"

Joan of Arc S. Alter was furious, she could feel that the effect of the previous spell was fading, and she was about to regain control of her body, but she didn't expect the other party to be so decisive and add the absolute order of the second spell.

However, in any case, this has become an established fact, and she can only watch as she really can't help but act and start to do things according to the other party's orders.

"Oh, the little girl really doesn't know how to be polite...... This is the third order, and from now on the name of me should be changed and called ...... Well, call me "God-sama"! ”

Mu Xiu narrowed his eyes slightly, but he didn't care at all, and directly consumed the third spell.

The spell burned rapidly, and the last stroke of the magic tattoo quickly disappeared from the back of his hand, and the huge magic power turned into an enforceable absolute order.