During Joan of Arc's time in Farin, Arthur visited her every day in the church, also to ease the concern of the alliance with the war princess, although he himself could not attract Joan of Arc's attention, but the large clock that was gradually built in front of him was enough to eliminate all her unhappiness.

Simple and elegant, the atmosphere is luxurious, everything seems perfect and novel.

Adding such a big guy to the tallest building in the capital of Falin King makes it a thumbs up for anyone who looks at it, which is simply the icing on the cake.

"Why do you always like to tinker with these strange things?" asked Joan of Arc.

Arthur crossed his arms and looked at the clock a hundred meters above him and said softly.

"There are some things that have to be done by someone to advance the progress of science, right? Just like you said, the gods are very busy, and they can't watch over the world every day, so human beings have to save themselves. ”

"Do you have to talk to me about theocracy?" heard the word god from Arthur's mouth, which was always full of looseness and unreasonableness, which made him very unhappy.

"No, a gentleman wouldn't talk to a lady about these useless words, isn't it good to talk about the wind and snow?"

Arthur smiled.

"Sorry, I'm not interested in any of this, I'd rather spend time praying. ”

"Joan of Arc, your life is full of boredom. Do you know what your destiny will be in the future?" asked Arthur.

Joan of Arc shook her head slowly, her eyes full of infinite longing for the future, clean as water, transparent as crystal.

Arthur glanced at the woman next to him and came to an interesting conclusion.

There is an ideal village girl, and she is indeed powerful.

"How long is it before it moves?"

"It may take another 10 days or so, will you stay until the day it moves?"

"I'm leaving tomorrow, and I'm here for a while. ”

This answer disappointed Arthur a little, he did have a good impression of Joan of Arc, but unfortunately he was not the actor who didn't have a sense of innocence after all, and there were many things.

"That's a pity, I still want to take this opportunity to brush up on my favorability?"

"I don't feel comfortable with what you're saying, no wonder everyone can't figure out what you're thinking, strange man. Joan of Arc touched the weapon at her side. "Before I leave, I want to have a normal duel with you, which is another purpose of this trip. ”

Arthur nodded slightly, this behavior is understandable, the Battle Queens Alliance must also learn more about Arthur's strength before Artoria returns, in order to change the strategic intentions of the three allies, and at the same time, Joan of Arc also wants to vent his anger to Roland, who is also the youngest but highest-ranking person in the church, how can he allow outsiders to trample on it.

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The two were very far apart, standing on opposite sides and staring at each other, there was no one around, there was only yellow sand and not too much wind, the wind blew the yellow sand and brought up smoke and dust, how uncomfortable it was to look.

Joan of Arc held its spear flag, and Arthur did not use the holy sword.

The breath of the wind flowed on Arthur's body, revealing a sense of familiarity, hidden but surrounded by him, Joan of Arc's perception was terrifying, after all, she was a woman with the ability to enlighten, a real Valkyrie on the battlefield, and an undefeated commander.

There are some things that do not need to be seen, and they can be understood clearly, which is the favor and favor given to her by God, far more than others.

"Wind King Enchantment, how skillful are you at using it?" Jeanne d'Arc asked, frowning.

The demonic sword in Arthur's hand turned into invisible, and the wind pattern aura around his body was full of natural affinity, and he slowly raised his hand.

"No way, if you want to live, you have to be stronger, the end of the Wind King is the only skilled magic power I can use, to be honest I don't know why someone as talented as me has no magical talent, it's really unfair. ”

"It's nothing, many people don't have magical talents. ”

Joan of Arc unfurled her banner, a golden circular glow enveloping her, several templar radiances enveloping her, and even an imperceptible power protecting her, similar to Arthur's special gift from Gaia.

These are two people who have opened the plug-in, hurting each other, why bother?

"You make me feel shameless like this, and I will be a kind of how much BUFF you put on yourself, can it be fair. ”

"It's fair on the battlefield, if it would have been more according to your character, you would have used it a long time ago, and I wouldn't have called you shameless at that time. Joan of Arc whispered.

Arthur was dumbfounded.

Arthur took the lead, he didn't want to wait for Joan of Arc to make a move after he made a move, after all, there was still a gap between the two, Arthur definitely had a speed advantage purely in terms of speed, but unfortunately Joan of Arc's perception didn't give Arthur any chance at all, but she couldn't help Arthur.

When the two of them hid their true strength, they couldn't see any disclosure from the other party.

Arthur's demonic sword and Joan of Arc's spear slammed together in a powerful wave of magical power.

Since neither side could help the other, there was only a simple competition for magic reserves, the green wind patterns were suppressed and scattered, and the golden holy light also turned into countless scattered golden dots and slowly fell.

Everything around them seemed to be still and dark, but the two of them became brighter and brighter.

Arthur's red golden pupils didn't show any emotion, but his mouth kept opening his mouth. "Honestly, your mana reserves are so strong that they are even stronger than mine, how the hell did you do it. ”

"Believe in my lord, and you can gain the same power, maybe you can become like Roland. ”

"Don't be, I'm fine now, maybe it can be better in the future. ”

The endless magic power was surging, and neither of them restrained the flow of the magic power, and was pushed further and further backward by the magic power, and finally it was out of control.

With a loud bang, the strength finally reached its peak, and the two of them were knocked away by the powerful magic at the same time, turning into two rays of light embedded in the thick walls on both sides.

The whole square was filled with smoke and dust, and everything was dyed yellow.

But within a few minutes, the green figure and the golden light moved rapidly, and in the smoke and dust in the sky, the two weapons struck each other, and at some point, both of them drew their holy swords!!

"Looks like you have to ask for a result?"

"Aren't you the same?" asked Joan of Arc.

"I just don't want to lose to a woman, otherwise how will I be a person in the future. ”

From noon to dusk...

The sword was stuck in the ground, and Arthur lay on the ground looking at the sky boredly, he forgot how long he had been lying on the ground, and he couldn't remember when Joan of Arc had left.

Gawain rode a horse to Arthur's side.

"What's wrong?"

"There's bad news, do you want to hear it?" Gawain sighed.

"No, Farin has been calm, how can anything bad happen. ”

"It's about Tristan, who is now wanted by Sealand, apparently because of emotional problems. ”

Arthur laughed, "I guess if he fell in love with his uncle's wife." ”

Gawain glanced at Arthur in surprise.

"How do you know. ”