Simultaneous travel: Except for me, all the second dimension wives

Jeanne Alter was absolutely certain that she had just used her full strength!
Roar! My wrath! This was proof of her all-out attack, which temporarily depleted her inner anger and even most of her magic power!
She even sensed just now the unseen force of restraint, the help of Gaia's consciousness.

However, it is this powerful that its attack strength can reach the terrifying level of EX!
However, it was easily blocked by the Saintess's battle flag and sword sheath, without even causing a ripple. This naturally filled Jeanne Alter with utter despair, and she finally uttered:

"Gu, kill me!"

Upon hearing this, Joan of Arc, the young saint who held aloft her battle flag, frowned slightly and thought to herself:
Jeanne Alter, raising the banner of vengeance, launched an attack on the Lord... This is utter disrespect!

But killing her... is still too much... after all, she is also a side of the prototype of Joan of Arc!

As she pondered, Joan of Arc hesitated, finally turning her gaze to the figure that stood high in the heavens, the one who descended to the mortal world, yet radiated boundless charm and possessed billions upon billions of rays of light.

Meanwhile, on the other side, Artoria listened to Jeanne Alter's despairing words and saw her close her eyes, awaiting death, and couldn't help but think to herself:

That's a really good expression, but we'll have to see what Romon thinks next and how he plans to deal with Jeanne Alter.

As Artoria pondered this, she also turned her gaze to Romon. Their eyes met, and given the relationship between Artoria and Romon… she understood immediately:
Romon wants it all!

He wanted both Black Jeanne d'Arc and White Jeanne d'Arc.

Having understood everything, Artoria addressed Jeanne Alter: "You French Heroic Spirit, how dare you strike my consort on the territory of the Eternal Queen, Artoria!"

"You still want to kill me... cough cough, die so easily? Dream on!"

"Your fate is sealed: you will become my prisoner, and then await the whims of my consort, Romon!" ? ! !

Jeanne Alter opened her eyes upon hearing this, her gaze filled with bewilderment and disbelief:
What is this woman talking about!

She actually said that God, the Lord... is her king consort?!
Wait… why does the name Eternal King sound so familiar? It's like I've heard it somewhere before!
Yes, on the way here, many people called her by that name.

Looking at it now, she does indeed resemble Artoria.

After pondering this, Jeanne Alter suddenly had a flash of inspiration:
Wait a minute… if the legend of Artoria, the eternal being of Britain, is true, then God the Lord is indeed her king consort.

Did the Lord descend to the mortal realm because he fell in love with Artoria's face?
And Lord, was it because you had urgent business at the time that you missed the chance to rescue Joan of Arc from the stake?
Ultimately, this led to Joan of Arc's death!

That's why he descended upon Britain after a century and became the consort of the Eternal Queen Artoria!

Is it simply because Artoria has the exact same face as Jeanne d'Arc?!
Is Artoria the meal replacement the Lord is looking for?!

At that moment, Jeanne Alter's mind wandered, and she thought of many things, even recalling past events, the times she was blessed and revealed by God...

As she pondered, Jeanne Alter became increasingly convinced that if her suspicions were true, then she and her Lord were truly a pair of star-crossed lovers. (End of Chapter)