Mash's Little Crow's Mouth
Charles-Henri Sanson was the new Assassin on Jeanne d'Arc Alter's side, and the one who had led the monster army to attack Thiers, only to return in disarray.
Jeanne d'Arc Alter was currently outside the grand hall. The summoning inside was in its final stages, and she could feel a destructive power brewing, one that even she found somewhat terrifying.
"Charles! Is what you're saying true?! That person killed a black dragon with just his fist?! A human?!"
Gilles's eyes widened. The Saber next to him looked worried his eyeballs might pop out.
"Yes! I didn't sense any Servant aura from him, and he clearly has a physical body. He is human."
Charles spoke. As an executioner who had killed countless people, how could he mistake whether someone was human or not?
"Such a being exists?"
Gilles was incredibly disbelieving, but Jeanne d'Arc Alter, who was nearby, suddenly remembered something.
"Is it that man?"
Jeanne d'Arc Alter had met Mo Shuying before and knew how unusual he was. He was clearly human, yet he had the blessings of a Heroic Spirit.
"You've met him, Jeanne?"
"Yes, he's the one who defeated the Mad Enhancement Assassin with a single punch. I assume he also killed the Mad Enhancement Lancer. If he even killed the Mad Enhancement Knight, then his strength is truly terrifying."
Jeanne d'Arc Alter felt a pang of fear recalling Mo Shuying. It was the first time she had ever been afraid of a human!
So, someone like that really exists.
Gilles's eyes darted around. After a few seconds of thought, he looked at Charles.
"You said they're all in Thiers now?"
"Yes, I purposefully stayed a bit longer and saw a group of people enter Thiers. They shouldn't have left yet."
"In that case..."
Gilles looked at Jeanne d'Arc Alter.
"Jeanne! It seems we need to take the initiative! I'll go with you this time! Bring all combat forces! Let's try to resolve this in one go!"
Though there was madness in Gilles's eyes, he was actually very clear-headed.
"Even if we can't annihilate them all, we must at least destroy a few! Delaying them is good too. As long as the being inside the grand hall is summoned, anyone in front of him will be nothing but trash!"
Gilles's tone exuded confidence. Jeanne d'Arc Alter trusted Gilles unconditionally, so she nodded and said,
"If that's the case! Then we'll confront them head-on! Recall all the dragons, gather all the monsters! Servants, supervise them! Target: Thiers! Move out!"
At Jeanne d'Arc Alter's command, a major battle was imminent!
Ding~ Sign-in successful. Acquired inherent skill [Wither].
Wither (C)
Applies a brief aging effect to a single target within a certain range, reducing their movement speed by 35% and continuously increasing it to 95% over five seconds. Simultaneously reduces their attack speed by half the value of the movement speed reduction.
"Oh, got something good."
Mo Shuying stayed up past midnight to sign in. This was his first sign-in in France, and he hadn't expected much, but it gave him a pleasant surprise.
Mo Shuying was now level 28. Tonight's battle had been too brutal. Countless skeleton soldiers and zombies were slaughtered. Although they didn't provide much meat, it was still meat! With such a large number, Mo Shuying leveled up again.
Here, he also had to thank Carmilla, Vlad the Impaler, and Martha for the experience they provided. They were truly selfless good people. May there be no Mo Shuying in heaven, amen.
Having gained a rather excellent control skill, Mo Shuying was too excited to sleep. He hadn't planned on sleeping anyway. On a long night like this, meditation was naturally the way to go. The benefits of strong mental power were already evident.
When Mo Shuying used Manni this evening, his mind was completely unaffected. Of course, Li Shuwen, that remote cheat, was also a reason.
Calm and collected.
Mo Shuying quickly entered a meditative state.
His entire being became ethereal. This state of meditation would even make Merlin nod in approval.
However, good nights are always short. When a roar echoed throughout Thiers, Mo Shuying was jolted awake from his meditation. He looked in the direction of the roar and recognized the voice—it was Siegfried.
"What's all the shouting about! In the middle of the night! You'll disturb others! People have to work tomorrow!"
Saint George covered his ears and yelled at Siegfried.
Siegfried paused, and his roar abruptly stopped. He looked at Jeanne d'Arc, who was also covering her ears with a displeased expression, and Siegfried lowered his head.
"Sorry."
"Hmph, no need. Your curse has been lifted. I'm going to get some rest. You all can do as you please."
Saint George scratched his ears and left. The apologetic look on Siegfried's face lingered.
"Alright, let's go find Mash and the others."
Jeanne d'Arc offered a slight smile. The Saint's benevolence made Siegfried feel the warmth between people, but just as he was about to speak,
"Whoosh~"
A translucent eye flew in. Siegfried showed a hint of confusion. He didn't particularly like this eye because it resembled a dragon's eye!
"Cha~"
Mo Shuying appeared, looking at Siegfried and speaking.
"Looks like you've recovered quite well, otherwise you wouldn't have the energy to disturb everyone," Mo Shuying said.
At his words, Siegfried knew there was no getting around the fact that he'd disturbed everyone, so he just accepted it.
"Thank you, Jeanne d'Arc. I'll take you to your quarters."
Mo Shuying said this to Jeanne d'Arc and then turned to leave. Jeanne d'Arc and Siegfried followed Mo Shuying back to the residence, only to find that everyone had been woken by the shout and were now sitting around the long table, waiting for Mo Shuying to bring them back.
"Siegfried, do you know? In the old days, waking the Queen meant losing your head!"
Marie stretched gracefully, stifling a yawn, and said to Siegfried with one eye closed.
"Uh… sorry, I couldn't help myself… couldn't help myself."
After all, he'd been injured for some days, and suddenly recovering made him a little excited.
Mozart, standing nearby, rubbed his temples.
"It's not really a big deal that you disturbed our sleep, but the key is that your shouting was so unpleasant. My ears are still vibrating. Next time, could you be a bit more elegant?"
"…No, no, it won't happen again."
Siegfried wanted to crawl into a hole and disappear. It was too embarrassing.
"Alright, Siegfried's recovery is good news. It means our chances of winning have greatly increased. Since everyone's already awake, let's have a strategy meeting. Feel free to voice any opinions."
Little Director spoke with an air of importance. Siegfried humbly took his seat, waiting for everyone to speak.
"Um… I think…"
Mash raised a hand, eager to speak.
"Mash, please go ahead."
Little Director gestured for Mash to speak.
Mash cleared her throat, stood up, and said, "Our strength is quite formidable now. I suggest we launch an attack on Orléans as soon as possible. I have a plan, and as long as everyone follows it, we can definitely break into Orléans! Defeat Jeanne d'Arc Alter! And seize the Holy Grail!"
Mash spoke with excitement.
"That confident?"
Everyone looked at her with disbelief.
"Of course, as long as Jeanne d'Arc Alter doesn't launch a major attack on us before then, it will definitely succeed."
Mash patted her chest, declaring.
But no sooner had the words left her mouth than—
*"Clang, clang, clang! Enemy attack! Enemy attack! Prepare for battle!!"*
Everyone: "…"
Mash: "(⊙o⊙) Huh?"
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