Blue-Eyes White Dragon: Adopted by the King of Knights [102]

Enlightened Dragon Kingdom, inside the city.

The lively festivities lasted all the way into the next morning.

Elizabeth had sung through the whole night; now her hoarse throat couldn’t even utter a single word. Meanwhile, Jeanne Alter, still wrapped tightly in layers and layers of bandages, drank the entire night away—she’d come dangerously close to emptying all those vintages aged gods-know-how-long into an actual pool, staging a literal reenactment of a “jiǔchí-ròulín”.

If she’d been a real monarch, she’d definitely have been the kind of tyrant who ruins kingdoms, huh?

Not just everyone else, even Jeanne Alter herself thought so.

Not for anything else, but simply to become a tyrant who thoroughly enjoys every good thing life had to offer, while still alive.

“Hehe, little dragon—”

“You know, when I was fighting that stupid ahoge girl today, I was scared shitless.”

“I thought I’d never come back alive.”

The thoroughly drunken Jeanne Alter was dragged by her subordinates back to her massive bedroom.

Bluey, who had been lying near the fireplace, glanced disdainfully at this alcohol-soaked black witch, subtly shifting his body a little further away.

Yet Jeanne Alter clung to him like sticky ointment.

The normally smooth dragon scales felt as if covered in glue; Jeanne Alter hugged him so tightly, it was impossible to shake her off.

Huff...

Soon, her breathing evened out. Bluey glanced back and, seeing that she actually managed to fall asleep in this ridiculous position, could only helplessly shift his posture slightly so she could rest a little more comfortably.

“Really now—”

“You’re so badly hurt already; did you really have to drink yourself stupid on top of it?”

...

Jeanne Alter slept an entire day and night straight through.

Just as before, during her sleep, the pseudo-Holy Grail created by the Demon God King continuously poured mana into her, repairing her injured body.

After one full day and night of rest, her external injuries were almost completely healed, and even her internal strength had recovered by around thirty percent.

In her current state, although she couldn’t engage in battles where she risked her life, normal daily activities posed no issue at all.

“Get moving! Move your asses!”

“What, did none of you eat today?!”

“I don’t care how you manage it—before nightfall today, I need to see this building finished!”

“If you can’t finish, then you’re working overtime—no sleep till it's done!”

After climbing out of bed and shaking off a brief dazed spell, Jeanne Alter instantly transformed into a construction foreman once again, throwing herself wholeheartedly into building the city.

The city was already nearing completion.

The main structures were already finished, leaving only some bits and pieces at the corners, along with the construction of streets and various other facilities—of course, though these tasks seemed trivial at first glance, they still consumed huge amounts of time. Their complexity wasn’t any less than the buildings themselves.

Jeanne Alter relentlessly pressed the dragon servants, impatiently demanding the city’s quick completion.

But when that day truly arrived, would she regret the urgency she’d forced today?

Bluey watched Jeanne Alter, sensing clearly the pseudo-Holy Grail hidden within her body.

He could clearly feel it: the device created by the Demon God King Goetia, meant specifically to gather the Embers of Human Order. Under Jeanne Alter’s continuous efforts, it was getting closer and closer to completion.

“There’s no free lunch in this world.”

“Even miraculous things beyond imagination often require an even greater price as repayment.”

If Bluey had been unsure before, he was nearly certain now.

The moment the city’s construction was complete would be precisely the point where this human history would become irreversibly distorted.

A kingdom of the dead towering within the world of the living—no matter what its ultimate ending, its very existence was already a denial of human order.

And the Dragon Witch who ruled this city… regardless of what she thought, no matter what form she wished herself to become, her very existence would turn into a contradiction of the Human Order, forever rejected by Humanity’s path.

In other words, if she could become aware of this truth…

“Then the door to Human Order would open itself for you.”

“You’d no longer be just a life born from wishes, forever denied recognition by human order.”

“This is the final trial.”

“No one can help you through it. Only you alone can overcome this.”

Bluey stood atop the castle, looking down upon the city, looking down upon the foolish woman unconsciously heading toward her ultimate fate.

He didn’t know what ending awaited her.

But no matter what decision Jeanne Alter made, he would fully support her choice, and sincerely offer his blessings for her future.

“No matter how the future unfolds,”

“I only hope your ending will have no regrets, and be brilliant enough.”

...

Outside the Enlightened Dragon City.

Staring at the pure-white city ahead of her, Jeanne d’Arc swallowed unconsciously, a little gulp sounding out clearly.

Honestly, she really, really didn’t want to just walk into this city like this.

She’d rather enter with the posture of an attacker, bursting into the city and having a proper, blades-out showdown with that Dragon Witch strutting around under her name.

But—

“Next, it’s up to you.”

“Huh? Me?”

“That’s right. Only you can do it.”

“Gather intel on Jeanne Alter, get close to that Master and try persuading her to return, and while you’re at it, form good relations with that small white dragon… These are things only you can achieve.”

For reasons unknown, Artoria had suddenly dumped a pile of tasks onto her.

At first, Jeanne had been hesitant—no, more accurately, she hadn’t believed it at all.

But when she quietly activated her skill Revelation, and discovered that the guidance from heaven matched exactly what Artoria had said…

Even Saint Jeanne—who could shout down her interrogators, who had stood alone against an entire church tribunal without falling into disadvantage—could only accept her fate in resignation.

“This matter began because of you.”

“Naturally, it must also end by your hand.”

This was the enlightenment bestowed upon her by the divine.

This was also the important mission she now bore—one who should have returned to heaven, yet was summoned once again to this world.

“If even the gods say so… then I really have no choice.”

Facing the city before her eyes,

The white saintess forced herself to stop imagining what might await her next, summoned up her courage, and cautiously walked towards the still-unfinished city gates.

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