Just when everyone was shocked by the sudden sigh, a Holy Grail overflowing with a little black mud appeared abruptly in the raging fire and slowly merged into the charred body of Jeanne d'Arc.
Then, dark clouds rolled in the sky, a fierce wind blew, and in an instant, lightning flashed, thunder rolled, and the earth trembled, as if it were the end of the world.
Everyone in Rouen was knocked to the ground by the sudden earthquake, watching this apocalyptic scene in despair.
Bishop Cauchon, as if gone mad, supported the ground with one hand and pointed at the terrified English and French, shouting wildly.
"Hahaha haha! England and France used me, the executioner, to kill a Saint! Hahahaha, look! This apocalyptic scene, this is the Lord's sigh, this is the Lord's curse, the Lord is about to punish us! Hahahaha"
"Boom!"
At this moment, a sound that would only be made if the sky were collapsing and the earth were cracking rang out, then the earth tore open, and a huge claw with pitch-black scales stretched out from the crack. In the terrified eyes of everyone, the head of the owner of this claw poked out from the crack, slowly crawled up from the ground, and crushed most of the terrified people and half of Rouen into ruins.
The black dragon, which was a kilometer long and crawled out from under the ground, had a human-like mockery on its face. With one claw, it dug up the ground along with the still-burning pyre and carefully held it in its palm.
Then the giant dragon spread its huge dragon wings with a span of thousands of meters and let out an excited roar at the English and Bishop Cauchon who were lying limply on the ground.
"Roar!"
The huge air wave and sound were simply like the strongest hurricane in the world, blowing away the previous tribunal, but a magical power bound the English and Bishop Cauchon to the ground, preventing them from being blown away with it.
Bishop Cauchon, who was already bleeding from his seven orifices, did not know where he got the courage and strength, but he swayed and climbed up from the ground, pulled off his cross necklace, held the cross towards the black dragon, and shouted madly at the people nearby.
"Hahahaha, run! Go and tell the world that the Lord's curse has descended, tell the world, let them leave France and Britain, otherwise, welcome the end of the world!"
Then Bishop Cauchon turned his head, stared fixedly at the black dragon, which was grinning with a human-like mocking expression, and scolded it like a madman.
"Despair - Níðhöggr! As a heretic, you will never be able to defeat the Lord's shepherd, hahaha, you cannot harm me!...Ugh!"
Bishop Cauchon's voice stopped abruptly, and then he looked in disbelief at the long sword that had pierced through his chest. Then Bishop Cauchon slowly raised his head, staring at the figure that had suddenly appeared in front of him with tears streaming down his face, and then tremblingly reached out his hand, intending to touch the figure in front of him, while at the same time, with a relieved expression, he let out a final murmur in a near-begging voice.
"Jeanne d'Arc, forgive me... Saint, forgive me... Jeanne d'Arc, forgive me!"
Jalter, who had returned to the human world, expressionlessly pulled out the long sword that had pierced through Bishop Cauchon's chest, silently watching this bishop who had burned her, judged her, but also protected her from being harmed in prison and from being tortured in the tribunal.
"Bishop, I respect you! And I do not hate you, but I will not forgive you. I will only curse you. I curse England, I curse France. I want revenge, I want to take revenge on the culprit, France!"
"Hahaha hahaha!"
The expression on Jeanne d'Arc's face gradually became crazy, and her armor and clothing also gradually turned black in this crazy laughter.
Jalter knelt down, closed Bishop Cauchon's eyes, gently picked up Bishop Cauchon, and placed him on the claw of Níðhöggr, who was carefully holding its breath behind her.
Jalter then walked with a frenzied look, holding her war banner, before the despairing English nobles. In front of their terrified expressions, she used the banner to stab a British noble to death. Using the flagpole stained with the noble's blood, Jalter quickly drew a mysterious magic circle on the ground.
"Come! Cold-Blooded Woman, uphold our covenant, I need you!"
Following Jalter's declaration, the magic circle emitted an ominous black light. Then, Saber Alter, clad in armor and leaning on the corrupted Excalibur, appeared in the center of the circle.
"Assault Girl! Long time no see! It seems you're quite busy right now!"
Saber Alter turned her head and glanced at the English nobles and generals slumped in a heap on the ground.
"Cold-Blooded Woman, it's been a long time, but let's catch up after I finish dealing with these people!"
"Don't worry, I won't take revenge on England, because your kingdom will end at her hands. The era of the Anglo-Saxons ends here. But as for you lot... Roar! My indignation!"
Accompanied by the crimson lotus fires burning in Rouen, the people who escaped from there quickly spread news of everything that happened throughout France and Britain within a single month.
Then came the Dragon Queen's devastating journey of revenge. In just half a year, France collapsed completely. The government was destroyed, the royal family was devoured by Wyverns, and the people were driven from their homes to flee as refugees. Only a few lucky ones led a small number of troops and people southwards.
Britain also underwent earth-shattering changes with the arrival of Saber Alter. The era of the Anglo-Saxons ended, and all foreign races on the island of Britain were turned into zombie fodder by Saber Alter using the Holy Grail and sent to serve under Jalter. Most of the remaining indigenous people of Britain, under Saber Alter's leadership, became a group of Berserkers, fanatically supporting the legendary Dragon Queen!
"O Lord! Are you sending your Saint to save us sinners? Has the Lord forgiven us?"
The Archbishop of France, moved by this thought, knelt on the ground with tears streaming down his face. With hands clasped, he looked at Jeanne d'Arc and offered his most devout confession.
Then the court chaplains and archbishops from all over knelt at Jeanne's feet and began to confess devoutly.
The nobles and generals looked at each other, and it was unknown who first threw down their weapon and knelt before Jeanne to confess. In the end, the entire French high command within the Singularity was kneeling neatly at Jeanne's feet.
Astolfo, guarding Marie, looked doubtfully at the kneeling French leadership and asked Jeanne in confusion.
"Jeanne! Why are they kneeling to you?"
"They are not kneeling to me, but to the Lord. They are confessing to the Lord!"
At this moment, Marie gently pushed aside Dion and Astolfo, who were guarding her. She likewise summoned the Holy Grail from her body and looked at Jeanne with a serious expression.
"Miss Jeanne, is this still about the alliance with Chaldea? Please forgive my rudeness, but I still do not wish to believe you. I need you to swear before my Holy Grail and grant me your acknowledgment!"
Reines, who was standing outside the meeting room peeking in, felt her heart skip a beat and showed a hint of panic.
"Oh no! Damn it, how do these guys have a Holy Grail too? This means Jeanne's Holy Grail won't work on Queen Marie. With Jeanne's stubborn personality, she'll definitely say she isn't the leader of Chaldea!"
Just as Reines predicted, Jeanne shook her head gently at Marie and said,
"Your Highness Marie, I cannot give that promise. I am just an ordinary Heroic Spirit of Chaldea and cannot make decisions on its behalf. But please believe me regardless, this is all for the sake of France!"
"Then could you arrange a meeting between me and the leader of Chaldea?"
Fearing Jeanne might reveal more, Reines revealed herself with an awkward expression. After an awkward greeting to Jeanne, she slowly walked into the meeting room.
"Your Highness Marie, if you wish to see our Director, then I'm afraid you'll have to take a trip with us to the Egyptian army!"
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