A loud bang... Yes... nothing sounded... It means I was resurrected... [It seems that I was not dead at all...]

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The four elves wearing crowns also gave courtesy to Joan of Arc and asked in unison like singing: "gardez-vous·d’oublier·les·rois·des,gardez-vous·d’oublier·vous? [What do you need us to do, our king?]"

·"sauver ·elle【Save Her!】" Joan of Arc ordered word by word: "à·tout,n'importe·quel·prix【at all costs!】"

One of the elf young women in blue dresses was stunned when they looked at the coma Alice, and subconsciously walked forward two steps, intending to take a closer look at the familiar face: "Ah!" After seeing the face clearly, the elf young woman couldn't help but exclaim, but immediately noticed her misconduct and hurriedly raised her hand to cover her lips.

But this voice was enough to attract the attention of those present. Faced with the gaze of many people, the elf young woman's cheeks couldn't help but seep a little red. Joan of Arc asked in a panic: "Is there any problem? Aunt Weigean."

The former lake elf Vigian looked at the sleeping Alice lovingly, looking at her pale face, as if everything had returned to a thousand years ago, and was seriously injured by Mordred's plan. Finally, thanks to Merlin, he returned to the heart-wrenching girl in Avalon safely.

"Oh, Alice's kindness has not changed..." Weigean sighed helplessly, then reached out and touched Joan's head gently, and said comfortingly: "Don't worry, Alice will be fine."

After saying that, he arrived at Alice, gently stroked the terrifying wound behind Alice, and blew gently. With Alice as the center, a blue magic circle instantly appeared in the air. The blue light shone on Alice's wound. The entire wound seemed to have life. It kept wriggling and tearing, and countless blood stasis popped out of the cracks. Slowly, tender skin grew from the cracks. The scene before the sucking and exhaling seemed like an hallucination, leaving only Alice's pink back.

"Okay, actually, Joan Arc, you don't need to call us like this." Weigean, who easily treated Alice's wound, gave a few words of dissatisfaction, and then left here with the other three onlookers watching the show.

Since Alice was fine, everyone's nervous mood had returned to calm. Since it was late at night, everyone present fell down and fell asleep, but everyone seemed to have forgotten that a black shadow lying in the corner of the balcony.

In a moonlight, the shadow emitting black air slowly climbed to the glass door, raised its claws, gently scratched the glass on the glass door, and a creaking sound occurred. The speed of the glass was getting faster and faster. The shadow was probably on the head, with a pair of blood-red light coming out, and a strange sound came out.

Alice Phil and his men were awakened by the harsh sound of scratching glass. They looked nervously at the glass door hidden behind the curtains. Not only did they creak the sound of scratching glass, but they also listened carefully to a sound that seemed to be coming from the depths of hell: "I hate... creak... I hate... creak..."

Faced with this strange phenomenon, Alice Phil's face turned pale in an instant. Bedevier took out his knight's sword, walked to the curtain vigilantly, leaned gently against the wall, and Joan of Arc also came to the curtain, raised the sword in the stone in his hand, and nodded to Bedevier to indicate that he was ready.

Bedwell took a deep breath and carefully lifted the curtain with the knight sword in his hand. At the same time, Joan of Arc was also preparing to wave the sword in his hand and prepare to chop the monster outside the door, but in the end the sword stopped in front of the glass door, because the black shadow outside was Yuki Yuki.

At this time, Yumiyu Xue was like a resentful spirit, constantly scratching the glass, staring at the luxurious facilities in the house with blood red eyes, and said in a voice that seemed to be coming from hell: "I hate rich people so much... I hate rich people so much..."

Joan of Arc looked at the puzzled scene in front of him speechlessly, and finally opened the glass door and put a creature named Yuki Emiya in. However, the moment he opened the door, Joan of Arc regretted it. The creature in front of him obviously violated the evolution theory of a super biologist, and instantly evolved from a single-celled creature to an animal called a wolf.

The blood-red gaze that had been before instantly turned into greedy green. The eyes stared at the food placed on the dining table, making a strange sound, and rushed forward, clearing everything on the dining table like sweeping.

Looking at Emiya Yuki's every move, a bright red word "well" appeared on Joan of Arc's forehead, but Joan of Arc still said politely: "I said..."

"Crack Crack Crack..." Some creature swept the food completely ignored Joan of Arc.

Joan of Arc only felt that a rope called reason broke in the depths of his mind. He picked up the scabbard at his waist and smashed it hard at Weigong Xue's small head.

With a "bang", Wei Gongxue paused for a moment, and then continued her own operation without any reaction.

Realizing that his polite reminder didn't work, Joan of Arc sang unceremoniously: "le·quatuor·sur·le·thème·?l·eau,·source!condensation·ce! [Water in all directions! Condensation here!]

With Joan of Arc singing, several water balls appeared out of thin air around Yuki Emiya. Then these water balls gathered together and directly swallowed Yuki Emiya. The rest of things were just like the "condensation·ce! [Condensed here!]' that Joan of Arc sang, and directly turned into a perfect modernist statue - the Hunger.

After dealing with these things, Joan of Arc immediately felt that his mood became very relaxed. After stretching his waist, he said lightly: "Okay~ It's getting late, let's take a break."

After saying that, he quickly got into Alice's arms and said to Alice Phil, who was stunned, "Good night, Miss Alice Phil."

Looking at Joan of Arc who was already asleep, Alice Phil shook his head helplessly. It seemed that Alice had a very "cute" daughter. Well, to some extent, it seemed very scary...probably.

No matter how you look at a large ice cube, it is not suitable for people to fall asleep with peace of mind. After all, who knows whether this creature named Yuki Emiya can escape from the ice and continue to sweep the food she saw, to be safe in case of being awakened by a strange sound again, Bediwell decided to deal with it.

The easiest way is to tie Yuki Emiya in the ice sculpture with a rope. Although there are some problems with the rope tied, it is just the neck, but Bediwell didn't care at all. He directly fixed the other end of the rope to the balcony, and then threw down this modernist ice sculpture.

After processing, Bedevier clapped his hands and went to bed.

Although after a little riot, everyone finally fell asleep, and it seemed to be too peaceful now. However, that was impossible. Just as Bedivir pulled the curtains, a hand wrapped in ice suddenly grabbed the handle of the balcony. Emiyasu slowly climbed up, looking at the glass door pulling the curtains, and curled his lips a little dissatisfied: "Really, even if I think I'm in trouble, don't treat me like this..." As he said that, he shook off the ice all over his body, and took off the rope that had been cut off by himself, and then lay on the lounge chair on the balcony. Emiyasu slowly fell asleep under the moonlight.
Chapter completed!