Chapter 546

Are they my ancestors?

Why would I have such a dream?!

"Alright, stop standing there!" White Jeanne gently waved to Jeanne Arc.

"W-what?" Miss Jeanne asked, bewildered.

"You probably have a lot of questions too, right? Let's go eat together." White Jeanne looked at her kindly.

She looks more like a grandmother now.

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533. The Bible God, resurrected in glory!

As for the other side...

Artoria and Caster Artoria are here.

It wouldn't be so harmonious then.

Caster Artoria is alright.

Artoria, holding an invisible sword shrouded in wind, looked at Arthur with a fierce aura.

"Come on, let me see what you're capable of to bear the name of Arthur."

Arthur from Demon High School is a gentle and refined young man.

The divine weapon he inherited, the Sword in the Stone, was indeed the one used by King Arthur of this world when he was chosen as king.

It can cleave through space and freely travel between dimensional boundaries.

Although there are some differences.

However, Artoria couldn't resist the urge to show off her skills.

However.

You can't expect these younger generations to inherit a name and then be as battle-hardened as their ancestors.

Moreover, the Heroic Spirits in the Type-Moon universe are all their original forms.

Many heroes are forged through battle.

Like Jeanne d'Arc, when facing Black Jeanne, even though Black Jeanne suppressed her energy and put herself at the same level as her.

Black Jeanne's battle skills, honed through countless trials by White Jeanne, would be more than enough to give Jeanne a run for her money.

That's it.

This is because White Jeanne herself was more of a commander than a warrior.

Knight King like Artoria are themselves the spearheads of battle.

Isn't it going too far to bully a child who practically uses the Sword in the Stone as a magic staff?

But!

No way.

Artoria is just that strict.

For her, the name Arthur was too heavy and too meaningful.

She wouldn't mind if Arthur actually inherited the name.

But she needs to see Arthur, something she can agree with.

Arthur's sister was extremely nervous.

Watching her own brother being forced to fight Artoria with the Sword in the Stone.

Her little hands were clenched tightly in nervousness.

If it weren't for Caster Artoria gently comforting her beside her...

I imagine she was so nervous she could hardly breathe.

Interestingly, although Artoria doesn't become gentler towards you just because you're a girl—otherwise, our Miss Mordred wouldn't have received that kind of treatment.

Artoria doesn't care about your identity or your gender.

She's not a saint; she can be quite serious too.

But!

Compared to Arthur's great-great-great-great-great-great-grandson.

As expected!

Not only did she not inherit the name, but she was also the girl's great-great-great-great-great-granddaughter, which made her even cuter.

Is that right?

Who wouldn't like a sweet and soft girl?

What's more, Arthur's sister is definitely beautiful.

No wonder they're the Pendragon family. Great genes!

At the same time.

Although the other members of the heroic faction were spared the embarrassment of meeting their ancestors.

But it's not much better.

Most importantly, Kiana and Tamamo no Mae -no-Mae swaggered in.

My own backyard has been invaded, so of course I'm going to be angry.

Then.

They got a little angry.

Then!

They were all knocked to the ground one by one by Tamamo no Mae.

Only Cao Cao remained, and he was deliberately left behind.

His face was solemn, even filled with dread. "Who... are you?"

"Who we are is not important." Tamamo no Mae had no interest in Cao Cao.

She wasn't even interested in other girls.

He only has a deep affection for Kiana.

She knew what Kiana's purpose was.

Therefore.

Before Kiana could speak,

She then spoke in a very obsequious manner.

What does it mean to borrow the tiger's power?

"Okay, okay, don't scare her."

Kiana spoke gently.

Since Miss Saint said not to make things too difficult for the child.

So, Kiana got tired of bothering him.

She simply waved slightly.

The Twilight Lance, which Cao Cao had been holding in his arms, automatically surrendered as if it had been disarmed and obediently ended up in her hands.

Cao Cao was completely stunned by what he saw.

Damn it! There's a cow!

"You! Give it back to me!"

How old are you? Why are you still asking me to "give it back"...

Tamamo no Mae was speechless.

How childish!

She directly stuck a talisman on his body.

This effectively pinned Cao Cao down.

Then, she looked at Kiana.

At this time.

Under Cao Cao's horrified gaze.

Kiana took a ball of light directly from the Twilight Lance.

He could sense what it was.

That is... the will of the Bible God!

Oh My God.

The will of Bible God has been directly separated.

This is something even the Supreme Emperor Shitian, and indeed everyone who covets the Twilight Lance, couldn't do! Who exactly is she?!

"Alright, here you go."

Kiana threw the Twilight Lance back.

He waved.

They took Tamamo no Mae into the dimensional rift and left.

Only Cao Cao was able to move around even after the talisman Tamamo no Mae was deciphered.

They were all somewhat bewildered and at a loss.

Holding his holy lance.

I can no longer feel the will of God within.

I always felt that their backs looked somewhat desolate and pitiful.

[Saint]: Thank you for your hard work, Young Lady.

[Artemis]: Has she been resurrected? Little Saint Sister.

[Saint]: Not yet.

[Saint]: The Young Lady merely separated me from the Twilight Lance.

Asuna: That should be about right, right? After all, it's a god.

[Kiana]: Yes, it will be ready soon.

While chatting in the group, Kiana led Tamamo no Mae to a quiet place.

With practiced ease, they began to revive Miss Saint.

First.

Sculpt a body.

Secondly.

Implanted into the soul.

At last!