The world of Type-Moon starts with saving Altria!

209. The sickly purple-haired girl is approaching/Yongfei Ji/Chasing Merlin is very handsome (4k)

[Your first meeting with Pulelati was actually quite accidental.]

[It was only because Jeanne was sleepy today and went to bed early, and you wanted to collect more information about the English magician that led to this encounter.]

It was a snowy night.

Ian walked out of the room he and his sister were staying in and came to the hall outside.

Although it was late at night, there were still many people sitting here drinking and talking about all kinds of things.

They are either frustrated or happy.

But no matter which one it is, it has nothing to do with Ian at the moment.

The young man Hidden Dragon didn't care why these people were sitting here, he just wanted to collect more information about the English magician.

So--

Let's go ask the lady boss here first.

"magician?"

The proprietress placed a glass of wine in front of Ian, then pouted slightly, looking very confused.

"I'm sorry... I'm not very familiar with this kind of stuff."

"I see... It's okay."

This didn't surprise Ian.

After all, in this era, magic is as mysterious as dragons.

They do exist in this world, but not just anyone can come into contact with their essence.

Having said that, the feeling of having gained nothing still brought Ian some disappointment.

He and his sister have been to many villages, but the answer they got without exception was "I don't quite understand."

Whatever.

If there is no answer here, then just put your hopes on the next village.

I couldn't believe that among all the people I met along the way, not even one of them knew anything about the situation.

But at this moment——

Just when Ian was thinking about this, a word from the proprietress pulled him back from the edge of disappointment.

"Hey...wait a minute, if you say so, there's one person who seems to fit your description?"

"What?!" Ian was overjoyed, "Did you remember something?"

"Yeah." The proprietress nodded.

"We have only one person here—"

Before the proprietress could finish her words, a loud noise was heard.

Then the door of the tavern was slammed open, and a figure appeared there.

[It was a girl wearing a veil and a white dress.]

[She looks about the same age as Jeanne, but her expression doesn't seem to belong to that age.]

[To describe it in a more specific way, it is madness. ]

【You realize this is going to be a pretty weird girl.】

【And her subsequent performance perfectly verified your idea. 】

The girl just lifted her long purple hair, and then glanced at the people sitting in the hall with her eyes as beautiful as violet.

She tilted her head slightly, with a half-smile on her face.

"Everyone in the tavern, is there anyone who would like to try what it feels like to die today?"

"The first time is half price, and the second time is free~ Ah... it seems that no one can use it the second time? Then how about just making it completely free?!"

"Uh... sending a glass of wine is also possible~"

These words made everyone in the tavern look at the girl.

But soon, everyone returned to their previous state, as if she had never appeared.

"This……"

Ian, who had just arrived, had no idea what was going on.

The proprietress next to him was very kind and continued speaking.

"This is the magician I was talking about... She comes here almost every day at this time and says weird things like this."

"..."

Ian was speechless for a moment.

His intuition told him that there might be something very wrong with this girl who could be called a "magician".

Better get away from her as soon as possible.

however--

When Ian was about to return to the room to continue taking care of his sister, a shout came from behind him.

"stop!"

"Who are you? I've never seen you here before, have I?"

【You realize that the girl has discovered your existence. 】

【You can't help but secretly groan. 】

[But out of politeness, you know you still have to answer her. ]

[After all, if I get into trouble here, it will be extremely troublesome. ]

Ian turned around and answered in the calmest tone possible, looking at the girl in front of him:

"I'm just a passer-by."

"You haven't seen me, that's perfectly normal."

"Ok?"

Hearing this answer, the purple-haired girl walked towards Ian step by step.

She stopped at a position very close to the boy, then stood on tiptoe and moved in front of him.

"What's your name?"

"..."

"Pierre d'Arc."

The journey over the past few days has proved one thing to Ian - that there is no need to hide his and his sister's names.

The hope from the Lord has not completely spread to every corner of this land.

The French people, living under heavy pressure from the English, don't care at all what the names of the people who come to the village are.

Rather than this, they wanted to know whether there was enough food at home to make bread.

"So his name is Pierre Dark~"

The purple-haired girl muttered the name the boy told her.

"What a nice name."

"My name is François Pleurati." She introduced herself without hesitation. "You can call me Pleurati."

"Well...I'll just call you Pierre."

"..."

To be fair, Ian doesn't care what girls other than his sister are called.

He was even more disgusted with Pulelati's familiar behavior at this moment.

But because he was a outsider, he couldn't get angry on the spot.

"I see."

"Pulerati, your name is very elegant."

"But if there's nothing else, I have to go back first. We can talk next time."

It was such an obvious excuse, but the purple-haired girl seemed to not understand it at all.

"Who said it's okay-?!"

"I finally met someone I don't know today, so I have to have a drink with him."

"..."

"Silence means agreement." Pulelati clapped his hands.

"Okay, I decided happily!"

[You were pulled to the bar by Pulelati.]

[She very readily paid two gold coins, ordered two glasses of wine, and pushed one of them in front of you.]

[The whole process was smooth and there was no chance for you to interrupt.]

[For the first time in your life, you feel your scalp tingling.]

【But Pulelati didn't take it seriously at all. 】

"Where are you from?"

Plerati took a sip of his wine and asked a direct question.

"Northerners." Ian gave a vague answer.

"north?"

The girl paused with her glass.

"Isn't that place controlled by the Burgundians? How did you get out of there?"

"I'm not coming out of there, I'm going back there."

"Oh~ That's it."

Plelatti looked Ian over.

"You don't look like an Englishman or a Burgundian... There's no need to go into such a dangerous place."

The girl's tone didn't sound like she was admonishing Ian, but rather like she was stating some set facts.

But for the teenager, this can be considered a friendly gesture.

His attitude was no longer as disgusted as before.

"Because I have to go back for some things...so I have to do it no matter how dangerous it is."

"I see." Plerati took another sip of wine.

She licked her lips and didn't seem to care at all about what Ian answered.

However, the boy did care about her a little.

[Of course you don't have any romantic feelings for Pulelati.]

[You have only just met for less than ten minutes. ]

[You are concerned about what the lady boss just said. ]

[The Pulelati in front of us might be a genuine magician. 】

[Although she looked a little abnormal, she also had no reserve that a girl should show.]

[But you think that since she is a magician, she might know something. ]