Luo Zhen stayed by Bedville for the time being, watching him, and venting all his feelings for his own destiny.

Artoria left with confidence, walked in the dark alley in unknown ways and headed to her bedroom.

But before that, Artoria [alter] met someone she didn't really want to meet.

Just around the corner of the alley, the two men in black met at the same time and entered each other's vision.

“…”

Artoria [alter] stopped immediately.

“…”

Joan of Arc [alter] also stopped.

The two looked at each other.

Immediately...

""Tsk...""

It was as if he was disgusting something, the two followers in the reversal state were actually shocked at the same time.

Immediately afterwards, Artoria [alter] took the lead in speaking out.

"It's reasonable for people like you to appear in such places, the gloomy witch."

Artoria [alter] expressed her views without hesitation like this.

"Aren't you not that bad? Cold Knight."

Joan of Arc [alter] fought back without being outdone.

"I'm called inspection. As a king, I have to take good care of the people in the leadership, but the people in the leadership will only be too frightened when they see the king's figure, so I'm also called sympathy. Do you understand? The dragon girl?"

Artoria [alter] said such words in a proper tone.

"What a coincidence. I happened to take care of the dragon species that will come in handy tomorrow. Compared to the idiot leaders led by idiot king, the dragon still looks more pleasing to the eyes. What do you think? idiot king?"

Joan of Arc spoke sarcastically.

"I don't hate dragons, but I hate dragons that only know how to spit fire. Don't you think the dragons you take care of are very similar to you? Fire Spitfire Girl?"

Artoria said this to the witch in front of her with a contempt.

"That's good. As long as they can spit out fire obediently, burn all the idiot leaders and idiot lords who only talk about glory and order, but are actually not capable at all. This is already very good, right? Is it a pity for women?"

Joan of Arc's smile seemed so evil.

Artoria [alter] finally couldn't help it.

"Is it you who owe you? Assault woman?"

There was murderous aura in Altolia's eyes.

"Don't you owe it to you? Cold-blooded girl?"

Joan of Arc [alter] glared back with the same murderous look.

"It seems that you don't really want to participate in tomorrow's battle. Do you want me to report you absent?"

Artoria [alter] held the dark holy sword in his hand.

"What a coincidence, I just happened to say that."

Joan of Arc also held the flag of curses in his hand.

The two stared at each other, with murderous aura in their eyes, and the weapons in their hands fluctuated with magic, burning slowly like flames.

But, other than that, the two of them could do nothing.

""Tsk...""

Not long after, the two of them were shocked at the same time and put away their weapons.

Obviously, they all knew very well. Just say it and let it go. If it really starts a fight, it is impossible.

Not to mention considering tomorrow's battle and the issue of killing each other, just talking about the magic fluctuations generated during the battle, once they are too severe, they will immediately attract other people's attention.

At least, the emperor who signed a contract with the two would definitely notice it.

If he is brought over, there is no need.

Therefore, the two of them could only say harsh words on their lips, but in fact they could not do anything.

"What a pity, it's obviously a good opportunity."

Artoria said such words without any discouragement.

"Yes, I almost got rid of the annoying things."

Joan of Arc [alter] is still so polite.

The two of them are like a pair of enemies. Every time they meet, if they are not unexpected, they will have a fight like this.

There is no reason, it's just because it doesn't like it.

No, whether it should be called disliked is actually still to be discussed.

After all, neither of them actually had much objection to the other party, just because they were incompatible with each other's personality, that is, they were unwilling to admit defeat to the other party, and they were so powerful that they were as powerful as water and fire.

But there are some things that both of them know very well.

That's...

"We have to perform well tomorrow and contribute to me, Fire Girl."

Artoria spoke condescendingly.

"Who wants to contribute to you? Sword Girl!"

Joan of Arc [alter] immediately retorted quite unhappy.

"Then why did you fight?" Artoria looked at Joan of Arc's eyes and asked, "It was obvious that when I first met, I threw an olive branch to you. Not only did you refuse, but you also spoke ill of malice. Now that you are standing here, what is the purpose of?"

"......Is there any more to say?" Joan of Arc was speechless, but then said disdainfully: "I just simply look at the Knight of the Holy Land, and the Lion King."

"Is that true?" Artoria said lightly: "Is this really true?"

"Joan Ar's tone became irritated, and he glared at Artoria, and said, "Just say whatever you want, don't provoke me."

"Then I'll just say it." Artoria raised her eyes and said, "Because you have lost everything, or you have nothing, no matter what you are, you are not worth caring about, so you are indifferent to everything in this special point, otherwise you would not have just wandered on this land before and did nothing."

"What then?" Joan of Arc sneered, "You want to say, now I have something to care about, so why do I stand here?"

Joan of Arc's expression seemed extremely ironic, as if he had heard some funny joke.

But Artoria [alter] turned a deaf ear.

"Do you really have nothing?" Artoria said with some meaning: "It shouldn't be?"

As a fake that everything is a dream, Joan of Arc once had one thing.

"At the end of the first special point, when you want to avenge a revenge on the Demon God Pillar, is that the Lord fighting side by side with you, right?"

Artoria [alter] mentioned this matter.

"When the witch who was deeply trapped in false hatred at that time burned everything about France and committed evil deeds, at the end, he proposed the idea of ​​avenging a single arrow, the emperor finally believed you and chose to fight with you and let you successfully take revenge."

Artoria's voice slowly came into Joan of Arc's heart.

"In other words, the only thing you gained from this fake is the trust of the Lord."

"Even if that is just a temporary trust forced by the situation, he will give you such a thing at the end of your false life."

"So, you will only reach out when he proposes to make a contract with you and let you come over, right?"

Artoria's questioning made Joan of Arc speechless.
Chapter completed!