Fujimaru Ritsuka quickly pounced on the giant dragon's body that collapsed on the ground.

According to her, the materials on the dragon are very scarce.

At that time, after Artoria vaporized a large number of flying dragons with a single magic weapon, she knelt down and cried bitterly for a long time.

Animusfia, who had not yet become a Master, expressed confusion.

"You are---"

Giorgios asked about the identity of everyone in Chaldea.

"We are members of Phoenix Chaldea, a human protection agency from the future."

Matthew explained on behalf of the others.

.......

After a while of explanation, Giorgios finally understood the identities of Animusfia and others.

"I see, you are really admirable people. My real name is Giorgios, and I would like to pay my respects to you."

"Ah! Are you that Saint George?"

The well-informed Mashu once again recognized the true form of the heroic spirit.

"Hey, does Matthew know about him?"

Fujimaru Ritsuka is indeed a novice in magic, and he is not even good at history and folklore.

"Yes, senior. Mr. Giorgios is a well-known figure in Europe and even the Middle East and North Africa."

"I've often heard your stories too," Joan of Arc said.

When Giorgios saw Joan of Arc at this moment, he couldn't help but ask:

"You must be the Joan of Arc."

"...it's me."

Joan of Arc replied with a complicated mood.

"As expected! I told you that Joan of Arc would never be like that!"

It seems that Giorgios was deeply affected by the transformation of Black Joan into the Dragon Witch.

"But your name is Giorgios, right?"

Animusfia said so.

Matthew suddenly had a bad feeling.

It seemed that the man in front of me was going to say something very embarrassing again.

"Then let's call you Qiao Qiao."

Animusfia said with a happy face.

Sure enough! The old joke is back!


Chapter completed!