League of Legends in Multiverse Chapter 761

Of course, the melancholy in her heart would not affect the Dragon Witch's outward strength in any way. Or rather—precisely because of those fragile moments of inner insecurity, Jeanne d'Arc Alter became even more inclined to conceal the emptiness within her heart through furious tempers and perverse behavior.

No Servant knew how deeply that single day outside the city had shaken Jeanne d'Arc Alter's state of mind. Those Mad Enhancement Servants, each fighting on their own, had no need to curry favor with their Masters.

That said, never mind the others—even Caster had failed to notice Alter's change of heart. The black mage had immersed himself in certain forbidden secret arts within the Tome of the R'lyeh and the R'lyeh Text, attempting to summon a mad and evil power for the final battle to come.

Even knowing that Gilles had an eccentric temperament, was devoted to dark magic, and was infamous as a Caster, his neglect still left Jeanne d'Arc Alter somewhat displeased. Yet she could hardly summon Caster away from his evil sacrifices and rituals, then directly ask him whether she was truly the real Jeanne d'Arc.

After wandering around for a while, Jeanne d'Arc Alter arrived at a training ground within Orleans Castle.

Though it was called a giant dragon's nest, Orleans had originally been nothing more than the French king's castle. Now it had fallen to the dragon horde's invasion, and even the king himself had been burned to death by Jeanne d'Arc Alter's own hand.

The castle, its inhabitants driven out and slaughtered, was naturally deathly silent. Yet there was no way to conjure up a spacious canyon or cave out of thin air for Fafnir to rest in. Badly wounded, Fafnir could only curl up his dragon body and coil atop the empty training ground,