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Forget gathering information in La Charité while hiding their identities—there was not a single living person left in the entire town.

"There's nothing left. There is nothing in this town that can still be called life."

Mash made her judgment. In truth, Jeanne d'Arc likely had not lost this ability to sense such things either; she simply found it difficult to accept the result at that moment.

"Wait, just now, I heard something...!"

Jeanne d'Arc ran toward the ruins of a building. Even if only one person had survived, she wanted someone to tell her that the Dragon Witch—the other her—had not been cruel enough to go that far!

"Ah... how could it... be like this...!"

The person who had made the sound had vacant eyes, and dense scratch and bite wounds covered their entire body. That was no longer a "living person," but a zombie contaminated by black magic.

"Undead, Master. I'll drive them out!"

Mash threw her massive black cross-shaped shield like a boomerang, completely tearing the undead's body in two. With that, even an undead creature lost its ability to move.

Jeanne d'Arc did not act. As she watched Mash defeat the undead, she let out a hollow, desolate sound. "Ha, ha, hahaha... so it really is like this..."

Seeing the people of France reduced to such a miserable state by the ruthless methods of the other "her," it was hardly unexpected that she would break down. Jeanne d'Arc had never been a Saint. She was merely a little girl with a stronger will than most. Even she had a moment when she would collapse!

"There are more. They look like wyverns. That... could it be... urgh...!"

Mash instinctively bit her lip.

The wyverns that had landed in the street were devouring the remains of human corpses,