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Chapter 72: The Present Situation of Toulouse

"Oh, I really let you see my shameful side. Although I am very confident in terms of protection, I am really not that good at fighting."

After repelling Black Joan, Giorgios shrugged in relief. It was hard to imagine that he, a saint, would behave in such a humane manner. He was covered in strong armor and a pure white robe.

The red lines are decorated into a cross pattern, and just looking at it gives people the feeling of a [Lord Paladin].

The long brown hair matched with his serious face with a slight smile, it looked like it was taken from a Christian portrait.

That pure saint's breath made Martha, who was also a saint, tremble all over. She coughed secretly, and it could be seen that her whole body became tense.

There is an essential difference between Martha and Giorgios.

She... was born as a peasant woman.

She is not an archbishop with deep faith, nor does she have any deeds worthy of special praise from others. In the first period of her life, she was just an ordinary peasant woman. When she heard that the Lord was coming, she held a banquet to entertain her. This is similar to the legend in religion.

Contacted…

We all know that a person's temperament and temperament are fixed when she becomes an adult and are difficult to change.

The same goes for Martha. Although she is revered as a saint and has devout beliefs,... she always shows the residual feelings of the village girl in the smallest details, or when she is careless.

To put it bluntly, it’s...

Occasionally... rude.

In terms of temper, she is not the gentle and elegant elder sister that everyone sees, but a person with a typical rural temper. As the eldest sister, she has long been infected with the various flavors that a farm family's pillar should have.

, it is difficult to change.

This is why Martha occasionally expresses some of her emotions in her actions and words, which are not like the words of a saint.

Because of this, Martha particularly admired Joan of Arc.

Like me, they both come from a peasant family, but looking at Joan of Arc, there is no such problem...

Now, facing St. George, this is a typical saint! In the legends of later generations, Michael and St. George even gradually began to be mixed, thinking that St. George was the human body of Michael, and he was the human body of the archangel.

Body! Different from a little village girl like me!

But you must not embarrass yourself in front of him.

The more she thought about it, the more nervous Martha became, and now she felt like she was covered in sweat.

The last time I had this feeling was when I was alive. I heard that it was time for the Lord to come to my small village and stay at my home. Martha was the same way at that time, and she thought about it carefully.

Giorgios glanced around and his eyes were fixed on Martha.

He smiled at her slightly, seeing her nervousness, but didn't talk to her.

He still feels that he is a very famous saint, and it is normal for others to be nervous.

"Lord Giorgios, can you report the situation?"

Joan of Arc hurriedly approached and asked.

This is business.

In order to investigate what kind of magical environment Toulouse is, what the enemy's configuration is, and how strong it is, one needs to investigate in advance.

Modern warfare is all about intelligence.

The most typical example is like when Chaldea came to the Singularity this time, there was no information at all. However, Vlad III had already learned the information from Catherine, and as a result, he was carefully set up and his entire army was almost annihilated.

But later, Yagi Yusei learned about the situation at the singularity and went to find the corresponding servant in a targeted manner. The result was what everyone saw. He rescued Fujimaru Ritsuka without much effort.

Information is really important.

When Toulouse was mentioned, St. George's face became a little ugly. His Excellency the Saint frowned, with an expression that he didn't know how to describe. Finally, he turned everything into a sigh and shook his head heavily:

"I have seen countless evil spirits, evil enemies, and raging poisonous dragons, but I have never encountered such a terrifying one..."

Hearing what he said, everyone's hearts were in their throats, they couldn't even swallow their saliva, and they eagerly waited for what he would say next.

"...Such a terrifying song. How can I describe it...It is simply scarier than all the enemies I have encountered combined."

singing?

St. George's description made everyone stunned. Why did singing suddenly come up?

Only Qingji said oh, with an expression on her face saying "I know what's going on, but I won't tell you. Come and ask me, I'll tell you."

Yagi Xuezhai saw her little thoughts and asked: "Qingji, do you know anything?"

Among the people present, there were two people who once belonged to the Evil Dragon Legion. They were Black Joan's subordinates. However, because Vlad III was beaten back to the Throne of Heroes and then responded to the summons again, his memory was ambiguous and blurred.

I only vaguely knew about such a thing.

Qing Ji is different. She rebelled directly. For her, this unique thing is what is happening.

Of course she knows.

"Yes! Lord Anzhen! I know! It's very clear! Speaking of singing, the Dragon Witch has two subordinates. One is a man called the Phantom of the Opera, who wears a mask and plays the piano. But he can sing pretty well.

Although it has an air of fantasy, it’s not particularly unpleasant. This description must be that of the lizard girl! That person’s singing is simply devastating!”

Lizard girl?

Keywords popped up.

Everyone listened with open ears.

According to Qingji's description, she was a woman who was not tall, had a flat chest, and had cold, slippery, slimy skin, like a lizard.

Because both Yagi Yukisai and Fujimaru Ritsuka had played a certain American adventure game known for its freedom and mods, they instantly thought of the Argonian race.

According to the description, it is still a lizard woman wearing a black and white skirt. The impression in the two people's minds is more concrete... Isn't this the "Argonian Maid"?!

The expressions of the two people suddenly became subtle.

Kiyohime made no secret of her dislike for this lizard woman, and continued to describe her singing using offensive words.

Kiyohime called it a disastrous singing voice that was comparable to the power of a military-level Noble Phantasm.

Wow, it's really scary.

Just singing has such power?

Yagi Xuesai didn't believe it at first, but looking at Giorgios's deeply convinced look, and matching Kiyohime's character who hates lies, there may be some exaggeration in this description, but at least it's not a lie...

Wow, spare me?!

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Meanwhile, Toulouse.

In the middle of the square, a girl who was singing a pop song suddenly sneezed.

Because of this, the stereo made a sharp roar. She rubbed her nose and looked at the weather, muttering to herself: Could it be that the weather is getting colder?

I should put on more clothes, and wear more clothes for the next performance.

Just as she was thinking this, a huge dark shadow covered the sky above the concert. The evil dragon Fafnir descended. The Dragon Witch jumped down from the top angrily. Black Jeanne, who was already unhappy, was now even more unfamiliar.

Don't get in.

The girl with a devastating singing voice stuck out her tongue, and even though she was reluctant, she still moved forward.

"What's wrong, agent?"

"Stop talking nonsense and come here...for a meeting!"

"Hey? But the concert... Hey, don't pull me - everyone!! That's the end of today! See you tomorrow!"

Finally, the girl who was forcibly dragged away by Black Joan did not forget to say hello to everyone in the audience, but the ears of the audience had been damaged long ago, and no one heard...


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