Chapter Vol 2 981: Salem in France

"Um...Salem..."

Kurokawa Kazumi nodded and said thoughtfully.

"You know this city?" Jeanne Alter asked.

"No, not at all."

"You guy..." Jeanne Alter gritted her teeth and looked at Jeanne: "Hey, what do you know?"

"I... Ah... I really want to have the impression of this name, but it shouldn't be France... It should be America, right?" Joan of Arc said with some uncertainty.

I don’t know why the enlightenment is intermittent, and I can’t find any information about it.

"My lord—"

At this time, the soldier suddenly said in surprise.

Attracted the eyes of the three people.

"That guy is—?" Jeanne Alter looked forward in surprise.

"Ah?" Kurokawa Kazumi was also shocked.

"Her words should be..." Joan looked at the woman in the robe in front of her: "Master Martha?"

"Why is this guy here?" Jeanne Alter gritted her teeth and said, "She should have died a long time ago?"

What she was referring to was not the one in history, but the Rider Martha who was summoned by her, and was also endowed with the attribute of berserk along with other Servants, and then...then there was no more.

"Joan of Arc? Ah—two Joans of Arc!? Cough cough...Hi, I'm Martha, the saint of this city. It's the first time I've met you. Also...Welcome to Salem."

"...Hey, wait a minute! Explain to me why you are here!?" Joan of Arc walked up quickly, pushed away the soldiers who wanted to stop her and said, "Where are the others? Just Are you alone?"

"I don't know, I don't know anything—I was already here when I appeared, and I don't know anything about the things you said!" Martha refused three times in a row, shaking her head like a rattle.

"Okay, soldier, you still have your own mission, just leave it to us here."

The soldier who was about to say something was patted on the shoulder, and when he turned around, he saw a middle-aged man in a suit: "Yes-yes, I see, gentleman."

"Hmm." The man called a gentleman smiled and walked towards Jeanne and the others.

The soldier shook his head slightly: "Joan of Arc...Joan of Arc...I remember the name, I seem to have heard it, yes - I have heard it! Isn't that the Holy Maiden? Then... two Joan of Arc ? Two saints?"

"So, the three of them didn't escape, but... descended?"

The soldier's eyes lit up. Although he didn't know who the last one was, if he could be with the two saints, he must be a saint, right?

That being the case...that is to say, four saintesses appeared at the same time!

"Oh God..."

His eyes brightened, and he felt that the world was saved!

…

"Then, there is a reason for her to appear here." The man said with a smile as he walked towards Joan and the others, "Compared to this, I didn't expect you to actually come to this small town successfully."

"you are?"

Listening to Joan's inquiry, the man said: "Can you call me Chandrapu (Chagurapu)...no no...can you call me "gentleman who travels in time and space"?"

Joan Alter frowned, "Gentleman? Those people are talking about you?"

"Yes, if other people in this city mentioned the word 'gentleman' to refer to someone, then it would be me." The man who claimed to be a 'gentleman traveling in time and space' said with a smile: "Actually, I have I already know that you have come to this world, although I want to go out to meet you, but I can't leave this small town."

Joan of Arc had some doubts, thought about it and looked at Martha.

"Hmm... Although I don't know what's going on, in fact, I can appear here because of the [gentleman]." Martha responded to Joan of Arc, who is also a saint: "Even this city is in harmony with He is related to... On the surface, I am in charge, but the existence of this town has an inseparable relationship with him."

"No, I alone can't do this kind of thing." The man smiled: "I'm just an ordinary human being, I just know some special things."

"However, his so-called inability to leave this city is true." Maerda sorted out her thoughts and said, "Right now, other human beings in the outside world, including Servants, are only going crazy unilaterally, and it can also be said that they are being Maybe it's an EX-level berserk...the kind of berserk that has no attribute bonuses but only negative effects because the entrance to the abyss is blocked."

"Then—" Joan of Arc understood in an instant, and her eyes lit up: "As long as you close that door, everything will be back to normal, right?"

"That's it." Martha nodded: "This is exactly the meaning of [Gentleman]'s existence, but... I am not enough alone, and... I don't have the kind of ability to take that huge sea demon The ability to kill with one hit. Damn...if it was only human size I could [physically] purify it!"

Martha clenched her fists.

Now, just relying on her fist, no matter how hard it is, it can't beat that sea monster so hard that it can't regenerate.

"Yes...well..." Joan of Arc fell silent when she heard this.

She... doesn't have such means either.

Perhaps liberating the 'Red Lotus Saintess' is barely considered a large-scale treasure, but it still doesn't exist to the extent that it can kill the sea monster. She has already 'seen' the huge body of the sea monster before.

Even adding Joan of Arc Alter is not enough...

"Wait." The gentleman who traveled in time and space said at the side: "There is no need to worry about this, just wait for the time being, and it won't be long before people in this field will come from here...Although, are there any survivors among them? I don't even know that there are people who possess a powerful Noble Phantasm, so I can only pray at this time."

"Other people?" Jeanne Alter frowned: "So that's it, those guys who restore human reason, I remember they were called Chaldea or something..."

It was supposed to be her enemy, it was she who prepared how to defeat those people...

But now—she wants to pin her hopes on those guys...

Damn... how sad, she is so sad!