In the hall of visits, two identical girls were fighting fiercely.

"Haha...hahahahahahaha!"

The witch, as always, laughed with sarcasm and ridicule, was like blaspheming the other party, as if provoking the other party, and more like planning to play with the other party thoroughly. Her body was like a shadow, and the evil flag in her hand seemed to pass through the air, swinging at the body of the enemy with the same appearance in front of her, stirring up waves of strong wind.

“Hmm…!?”

The girl's expression condensed, and her eyebrows were filled with solemnity. The holy flag in her hand was quickly raised and blocked the attack.

"Clang!"

The intersection between the flag and the flag burst into flames, causing the impact energy to appear like a spiral airflow.

"Clang!Clang!Clang!Clang!"

The girl adjusted the angle of the blocking and blocked the witch's attacks in a constant manner, while still retreating and keeping a distance from the witch.

But the witch continued to bully her body without permission, and with a sarcasm, the evil flag in her hand swung at an astonishing speed and swung it towards the girl.

The two of them fought fiercely, one full of aggressiveness and the other focused on defense, showing the different personalities of the two people to the fullest.

However, Luo Zhen also saw it.

"The witch has a great advantage."

There is no doubt that the witch's power is powerful.

Even if Luo Zhen used the power to detect the abilities of the Lord, the witch's value was quite high, and there was no problem with the Saber in Touki City.

Although I don’t know what the witch’s treasure is, I don’t know if it is a relationship with (Holy Grail), the witch’s power is very powerful.

On the contrary, the girl who fought fiercely with the witch seemed a little weak, her ability was not considered a first-class follower, and her power was not strong, just like a novice who had just become a follower. Her abilities presented in all aspects were a bit immature, and she would fall into the defensive position.

Of course, this weakness refers to the view from the perspective of the person.

From a human point of view, the girl is undoubtedly quite powerful.

Therefore, facing the witch's fierce attack like a fire, the girl tried her best to defend, so she could just hold on.

If you look closely, although the girl has the same appearance, same body shape and same outfit as a witch, there are still many differences.

The witch's body was covered in dark colors, as if she was revealing a curse, and as if she was resenting something. It was full of ominous aura, and even her hair color was ominous and pale, not like the rumored saint of saving the country.

In contrast, the girl's flag in her hand was sacred white, her outfit was even more dark blue and white like a saint, her hair was bright gold, and her expression was filled with awe and determination.

That way, he is just a saint.

If the person in front of him was the saint who saved France, Na Luo would definitely believe it.

"Is she the real Joan of Arc?"

This thought flashed through Luo Zhen's mind and immediately turned his head and looked in the direction of the witch.

"Who is that witch?"

Luo Zhen had only this idea left in his mind.

At this moment, the situation on the field changed.

"Clang!"

Under the witch's fierce attack, accompanied by a splash of sparks, the girl finally couldn't hold on and the holy flag in her hand was bounced away.

"ha!"

The witch immediately waved the black flag in her hand, swung it and slapped it heavily on the girl.

"Bang!"

With the muffled attack, the girl let out a muffled groan, and her whole body was knocked away and rolled to the ground. After rolling out for a long time, she held up her palm, flipped it over, and got up.

"Hahaha…"

The girl began to breathe and knelt on one knee.

However, the girl's eyes were still full of awe and determination, and the force of holding the holy flag did not slow down at all, staring at the witch tightly.

In response, the witch just insulted the other party.

"What's wrong? Isn't this possible?" The witch said with sharp remarks: "I thought you could do anything to sneak in while the chaos outside. It turned out to be just this level. Can you be considered a saint who saved this decadent country?"

Hearing this sentence, Luo Zhen moved his heart and stared at the girl.

"really…"

He is known as the saint who saves the country and the most famous saint in the world. He was sentenced to stolen a few days ago and was already dead.

"She is Joan of Arc..."

Moreover, Joan of Arc was summoned in the form of a follower.

Luo Zhen’s previous guess was correct.

"Joan of Arc was indeed summoned to his life."

However, what was summoned was not the Black Joan of Arc who ravaged the entire land of France, but the real Joan of Arc.

Under such circumstances, the other party hid silently in secret, looking for opportunities. When Luo Zhen and others had a war with the witch, they sneaked in?

When Luo Zhen was thinking this way, Joan of Arc also spoke.

“…Who are you?”

Joan of Arc bit his lip and stared at another existence that reflected like a mirror, but was completely different from himself, speaking in a clear and moving voice.

"Why do this?"

The so-called "this thing" refers naturally to the fact that the witch ravaged the entire land of France.

"If you are really me, then you should know that this is our motherland. Do you really want to destroy it?"

Joan of Arc made this question.

but…

"...I thought you were going to say something, so it was such stupid words?"

The witch looked at Joan of Arc like a slight worm.

On his face, the evil smile of the episode of sarcasm, ridicule and contempt still exists.

"I actually asked me why I did this? I want to ask you, why can't you do this?"

The witch vented loudly.

"Think about everything we have done for this country, and think about everything this country has done to us, can you still ask why!?"

In order to save the motherland, the saint set out from his hometown and started from an ordinary village girl, resolutely picked up the flag, led the army, and rescued the country.

How much effort, persistence and struggle are needed in this?

But what did France do to this saint?

"They sat down and watched us be captured!"

"They sat down and watched us be framed!"

"Even, they sat down and watched us be sent to the cross and burned to ashes by the fire!"

"Now, you actually asked me why I did this?"

The witch spoke cursively.

"Of course it's because of revenge!"

"Take avenge on this country, the humans of this country, and everything in this country!"

"That's why I'm here!"

The witch finally expressed her purpose and her own thoughts.

But when he heard this, Joan of Arc was silent.

There is no hatred or confusion on that delicate pretty face, but only endless sadness.

"Enough, please stop."

Joan of Arc spoke with compassion.

"If you're really me, then stop."

This is the request made by the Saint to another herself.

because…
Chapter completed!