It was obviously a servant skill, or some kind of mystery of the Noble Phantasm, gently protecting everyone.
Since ancient times, things related to religion and with the meaning of "holy" have always been given the impression of "white". So, based on this, the wide area of pure white released by the cloaked girl will be regarded as a god.
Compassion is normal, right?
The falling wailing dragon hit the French officer hard. He was so frightened that his legs became weak and he couldn't stand at all. He put his hands on his head and lamented his ill-fated fate: He had just graduated from the military academy a few years ago, and he was in the middle of the war.
He was preparing to work hard in the French army and become a general who would go down in history. Who could have imagined that suddenly there would be so many monsters that couldn't be killed by guns or exploded by cannons?
Let him fight a human army. He still has confidence and thinks his military command ability is pretty good, but fighting an inhuman monster is another matter. Let him be spared.
However, the chaotic thoughts in my mind did not stop.
Is it a revolving door before death?
Although he has never died, it always feels too clear.
He forced himself to open his eyes...
not dead.
His vision was still clear, and as the angle of his eyelids opened became wider, the clear scenery was still presented in front of him.
"I, I'm still alive? Thank God..."
He was trembling all over and looked around to see the dragon that should have fallen on him just now...
Just by your side.
Looking at myself again, I don’t know when the turf under my butt has been pushed away, just like a cartoon, leaving an exaggerated push mark.
It seems that the flying dragon hit him, one person and one dragon, dragging on the ground and leaving a trace?
What, what's going on?! Being hit by a monster of this quality should...
He checked up and down and found that his body still felt like flesh and blood, not a spiritual body.
I am indeed still alive.
Yagi and others were also stunned.
This is the first time they have encountered such a treasure.
Everyone’s impression of a defensive Noble Phantasm is that it uses magic power to defend and deflect the enemy’s attacks. This is the impression of ordinary people.
Even Boudica's Noble Phantasm [The Wheel Unguarded by Oaths] summons a war horse and a chariot. To be precise, it is the [concept] of a chariot to protect teammates and stand in front of them.
These defensive treasures ensure that [attacks will not hit the body of the protected person].
However, this is not the case with this flag girl.
After she poked the flag into the ground, she could clearly feel that powerful magic gathered on everyone, forming a strong shield.
If I have to say it, it's similar to the substitute technique in comics. You find a substitute to bear the attack on your behalf.
Therefore, although the flying dragon hit the French officer firmly, it did not cause any harm. It pushed him and dragged him for more than ten meters, but there was no external injury.
This is another defense mode in which [even if the attack hits, it will not be effective].
To be honest, his defense is better than Mashu's.
"Thank you! Unknown girl!"
The officer got up and realized what the girl who had just rushed over had done to him. He quickly got up, and with the support of two guards, he came to the girl and thanked her.
The flying dragon had been dispersed. The girl breathed a sigh of relief and removed the battle flag. The rich magic power returned to the flag. She lowered her head and covered her face with the brim of her hood and her golden hair.
"No need to say thank you, the Lord will not abandon us."
She lowered her head like a devout believer praying.
"Ah, who is the hooded lady? Let us see!"
While she was speaking, Astolfo, who had returned from the sky to the ground, saw the man in the linen cloak and suddenly became curious.
Astolfo possesses a skill called [Evaporation of Rationality]. It is said that it is because he has long lost his rationality. Ah, it does not mean that he cannot communicate, it just means that he cannot use [rationality] to judge. His
All actions are based on [emotion] and harmony.
In other words, everyone was curious about what the face of the cloaked girl looked like, but everyone knew that it was rude and restricted their actions with reason. Astolfo was irrational. He wanted to see it, so he went to uncover it.
Hood up.
Brush pull.
The flaxen color fades.
What was exposed was a dazzling long golden hair, tied into a braid. The technique was a bit rough, but the neatness of the combing was its advantage.
On the golden hair curtain, a silver mountain-shaped forehead protector is pressed, which is both defensive and decorative. The silver metal plate is engraved with beautiful patterns.
That face, Yagi Xuesai would never miss.
Rather, Chaldea really has a fate with this face.
Artoria Alt, Artoria Lily, Mordred, Nero, plus the girl in front of me, there are already five people. There are already more than five people with this face. If this person is the same
saber, then Yagi Yusei will wonder if there are unspoken rules for saber who responded to the summons during the Holy Grail War.
After what Astolfo had done, the girl was troubled and quickly grabbed the hood to put on herself. However, it was already too late. In just that moment, the French soldiers who were casting grateful glances at their savior had already firmly grasped the hood.
This face is firmly imprinted in my memory.
"Wow, ah, ah, ah! Yes, yes, yes, it's Joan of Arc! Don't come here, ah!"
Letting out a roar that was similar to a howl, the French officer actually fainted and died!
The soldiers around him fled in all directions, and the two soldiers who kept driving him were really loyal at the time. The two of them hugged the officer's waist, one on the left and the other on the right, and shouted: "Second Lieutenant, hold on!" and led him with him.
Ran.
Judging from their appearance, it seems that this blond girl, known as Jeanne d'Arc, is more terrifying than those flying dragons.
"Hey - what! It's so rude. Is she scary? No. Well... look carefully... she's not!"
Astolfo put his hands on Jeanne's shoulders, looked at her profile, and took a closer look. He still came to the same conclusion: This girl is not scary! Why did they run away?
Joan of Arc sighed, with a look of helplessness on her face: "That's why I wear a hood and cloak... Sigh... Astolfo, you haven't changed at all..."
She glanced at Astolfo with a slightly reproachful look, but even this reproach quickly faded away.
Should I say that she deserves to be Joan of Arc? She gives people the feeling of a complete saint.
"Um, hello, may I ask, are you a servant?"
Yagi Sekssai and Fujimaru Ritsuka looked at each other. Fujimaru Ritsuka nodded, took a step forward and asked.
"Yes, Servant, Joan of Arc. I responded to the call in the name of Ruler. But... I'm not sure yet."
As she spoke, she smiled, a little melancholy and haggard.
"Anyway, let's get out of here first. Let's talk as we walk."