Chapter 697

"A mere human Master—do you think that gaining a few special Magic Costumes is enough to stand against a true dragon? Fafnir and those wyverns are not Dragon Kind on the same level. You're simply courting death."

Jeanne d'Arc (alter) let out a contemptuous sneer, her lips curling into a distinctly French expression of disdain. She watched as Lianye rode past and pulled the dark-gold halberd from the ground, for she had no need to fear him.

He had merely hunted one or two ordinary "green ducks"—wyverns—and he thought himself a Dragon Slayer? A true legendary dragon was a thousand, ten thousand times stronger than a wyvern, and more powerful than an ordinary Servant!

Whether he pulled it out or not made little difference, but Lianye still smoothly and stylishly drew the Guan Dao from the ground.

"Come, Letitia. Let me see how much you've improved."

The knight's halberd pointed directly at Jeanne d'Arc (alter) atop Fafnir's back. He was not ostentatious, yet he radiated composed calm, as though the black dragon dozens of times larger than himself did not exist.

"Letitia—who are you talking about?"

Jeanne d'Arc (alter) raised her slender brow.

"Have you forgotten your own childhood name?"

Lianye could not help shaking his head. The genuine Jeanne d'Arc herself had confirmed it: during the Holy Maiden's childhood in Domremy Village, she had been called Letitia...

Western Demon Dragons Run Fast

Lianye had received confirmation from the genuine Jeanne d'Arc herself. During the pure Holy Maiden's childhood in Domremy Village, she had been called Letitia d'Arc. Jeanne d'Arc, the more widely known formal name, only came after she joined the army.

If Jeanne d'Arc (alter) and White Jeanne were the same person, there was no reason for her to lack such memories.

...After all, although Heroic Spirits could