League of Legends in Multiverse

"No—actually, he had already shown mercy. If he had used another method, killing me would probably have been easier than crushing a mosquito, wouldn't it? He deliberately used a Noble Phantasm to blast me to the brink of death only to make you retreat to Orleans and buy some time."

Fafnir, who had rarely received Jeanne d'Arc (alter)'s concern on her own initiative, slightly shook his enormous draconic head. "Young Dragon Witch, you can never defeat him. As an elder in terms of the 'Dragon' attribute, I must tell you a few simple truths about dragon life. Although your Dragon Kind attribute rank is even higher than mine, you are ultimately only a newly born Heroic Spirit. At your core, you are still weak..."

Defeating that Dragon King who crushed stars was nothing short of a fantasy.

----That was what Fafnir wanted to say.

However, the evil dragon noticed that the girl before it had once again revealed a thoughtful, melancholy expression.

A newly born... Heroic Spirit?

120, Cat Bow Atalanta

A newly born... Heroic Spirit?

Much like White Jeanne, Jeanne d'Arc (alter) was also lost as the final battle approached. Their reasons were quite similar. The only thing that could make someone as strong as her waver was something concerning herself.

Perhaps only Lily could remain so carefree. ----Little girls really were the best.

High-ranking dragons possessed intelligence far beyond that of ordinary humans. After all, they had lived for so many years; even a pig would have become a spirit by then. Yet even so, Fafnir had no idea which part of its earlier words had struck Jeanne d'Arc (alter)'s heart and left the girl stunned.

However, the confusion and hesitation on the Dragon Witch's face were expressions utterly unlike her usual self, and Fafnir knew that very