Joan of Arc: Sa, kill me, and move on, Master! ”

Liu Yuan: OMO

Joan of Arc: "What's the matter, why just watch!" ”

Liu Yuan: OMO

Joan of Arc: "Are you........ Can't do it. ”

Liu Yuan's face froze, "........ Life is already so difficult, why bother to debunk it again?? ~”

Joan of Arc, Earl: "Why are you singing all of a sudden?" ”

Liu Yuan became serious, and pointed to the sky with his right hand: "Grandma once said that singing can relieve stress, and it is not easy to get Alzheimer's disease!" ”

Joan of Arc, Earl: "Health care for the elderly?? ”

“........ Do not worry. Joan of Arc's face softened and said, "It's not my body here, and even if I die here, I will only return to Chaldea like Heizhen." So Master, you don't need to be careful. ”

"Okay, I'm on!"

Liu Yuan copied the sword and went up.

Joan of Arc's face changed suddenly: "I think you should be more hesitant........"

Liu Yuan's sword stabbed out like a meteor, but was easily blocked by Joan of Arc.

"I see, won't it make it so easy for me to win."

"I'm the guardian of this layer anyway." Joan of Arc poked her head out from behind the spear and smiled, "Guardians have to do what Guardians do, let me test your workouts over this time, Master!" ”

"Hah! I'm not afraid to tell you, I haven't been practicing at all lately! Liu Yuan raised his sword to deal with Joan of Arc's attack, and shouted at her without any shame: "Because I have been indulging in Joan of Arc's gentle country for the past few days!" You sassy fox, why are you seducing me like this!! ”

"Can I be blamed for this??!

Joan of Arc was annoyed and angry, and her hands moved faster, and the flag spear flew like a butterfly, sometimes stabbing, sometimes sweeping, sometimes picking, because the flag gun itself had a fluttering flag, which was a visual obstacle, which seemed even more unpredictable.

However, Liu Yuan didn't feel the trick, and took all the attacks without saying a word, and the tip of the spear failed to break into his inner circle for a moment.

Even Joan of Arc was a little surprised.

"Master, I've really grown a lot better than when we first met." Joan of Arc said with relief.

Back in the day, when we met at the French Strange Point, Liu Yuan was just an ordinary person who could get tired of sticking out his tongue after a long walk, but in less than half a year, he had grown to this step in the field and could fight with her.

Although it's only a simulated spirit base equivalent to half of the combat power of the main body, it's quite good to do it to this extent.

Perhaps, in a few years, he will be able to truly fight the Heroic Spirit.

This is an abnormal growth rate, even for mythical demigod heroes......... For this, Joan of Arc can only be blamed on the miracle of the Lord.

Liu Yuan is the only savior of human reason, and the last hope of mankind.

Joan of Arc is so convinced.

So, he must not be trapped here.

"Almost, I can't let the Master waste too much energy on me."

"What——?!"

The sword that Jeanne d'Arc had swung with thought she could block was about to pierce her through when Joan of Arc smiled and completely let go of her resistance.

Liu Yuan subconsciously retracted the sword, but Joan of Arc seemed to see through his weakness, and took the initiative to step forward and sent the blade into his left chest, through the heart, completely cutting off the lifeline of this spiritual base.

"Joan of Arc, you ........"

Liu Yuan looked at her for a second, and then withdrew his hand as if he had been electrocuted, his face extremely ugly.

Joan of Arc felt a pain in her heart.

"Sorry, Master........ Let you leave such unpleasant memories. But it's necessary, you should understand it. Blood began to gush from the corners of Joan of Arc's mouth, but she didn't care, as if she didn't feel the pain, and smiled softly.

"There's one thing I think you have to know. This prison tower, the legendary city of Yves where no one can get out alive, is the result of a conspiracy set up by the Magic King........ Here, only one person can get out alive, whether it is a servant or a human, so ........"

Joan of Arc's gaze sank to the Count, who had been watching the play in the corner from the beginning, and his gaze sank: "Edmond Tangis, he is the last line of defense to stop you from leaving. But, Master, I believe you can save him and make him ...... Get ........."

The countdown to life finally came to an end, Joan of Arc's consciousness was flooded with the spreading golden light, and the next moment, her consciousness returned to Chaldea.

"Hmm......."

Joan of Arc covered her aching head and sat up from the bed.

"Hey, are you awake?"

A voice came from the side, and Joan of Arc turned her head to see Alice Field, dressed in a white robe, sitting cross-legged on the ground, with her hat next to her, playing a game against the large LCD TV in front of her with a handle, as if she was called a hunter........

It seems that the attraction of the game is greater, and Alice Phil doesn't look back to talk to Joan of Arc, while not forgetting to press the controller.

"You've been sleeping with two little ones looking for you for the past few days, but luckily they haven't found me. Then again, why don't you come to me, don't I have a sense of presence in Chaldea anymore........."

Alice Phil said very sadly, and the handle in her hand pressed even louder.

"Who told you to hide in your room all day, even when you eat, you hide in the corner and don't talk to anyone." Joan of Arc looked helplessly at this great chalice anthropomorphic figure that had completely turned into a game nerd. “........ Thank you for this time. ”

Without Alice Field's help, Joan of Arc would not have been able to connect from the Chaldea to the prison tower, no matter how powerful she was.

Although there was a small accident at first, which caused her to initially lose her memory and be locked in a cage - this is probably some kind of countermeasure mechanism of the prison tower.

Fortunately, she soon met Liu Yuan, as well as the 'master' of the prison tower, the Count of Monte Cristo.

It wasn't until between the fourth trial, spurred on by nursery rhymes, that Joan of Arc remembered who she was, what she was doing here, and who she really was in the prison tower........

She realized that this so-called trial was to make them kill each other, like raising Gu to determine the final winner, and only one person could get out alive.

And apart from her, the other guardians of the Judgment cannot leave, because they are all poor imitations. Thus, the truth came out.

The trial of the prison tower is a complete conspiracy.

Its purpose is to destroy Liu Yuan's familiar heroic spirits again and again to mutilate his mind, and then when he defeats all the guardians and sees the hope of leaving, a person who has always thought of him as a friend will stab him in the back, leaving Liu Yuan in the deepest despair, and his soul will be imprisoned in that prison tower forever.

This conspiracy can be called vicious, but it is not complicated after seeing through it.

However, Joan of Arc is now an outsider to the prison tower, and she can't interfere anymore.

"Lord....... Please bless the Master and make sure he comes back safely. ”

Joan of Arc clasped her hands into fists on her chest and prayed silently.

"Edmund Donguiss. I believe that deep down, you are Edmund Tangis, not the Count of Monte Cristo. Poor Avenger, I hope you can be redeemed at the end. ”

"Even if you're the one who betrayed Master........"

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