The world of Type-Moon starts with saving Altria!

[Since it is unavoidable now, I might as well take advantage of this opportunity. Who knows, there might be some unexpected gains.]

[With this hope in mind, you took the initiative to chat with Pulelati again.]

"I heard from the boss lady that you are a magician?" Ian asked proactively.

"..."

The purple-haired girl glanced at the proprietress and frowned slightly, seeming a little dissatisfied.

But she still answered:

"Yes, I am indeed a magician."

The moment he heard this affirmative answer, Ian suddenly became interested.

"Then do you know that there is a legendary magician in England?"

"The rumored magician..." Plerati seemed to be a little interested.

"Yes." Ian nodded. "It is said that she claimed that she could bring victory to England in this war."

"I wonder which powerful magician could say such confident words."

"..."

"Cough cough."

Pulelati cleared his throat and sat up straighter than before.

"What's the point of asking such a question? You want to return to your hometown in the north instead of looking for that magician, right?"

"..."

Ian hesitated for a moment, then spoke.

"Actually, I am also a magician... I heard that there is such a great magician in England, so I naturally want to meet him."

As he said this, Ian gently conjured a ball of fire in his hand, and then made it disappear to prove that he was not talking nonsense.

of course.

This so-called meeting was naturally not Ian's real purpose.

He just wanted to get more information about the English magician, that's all.

But the boy's answer seemed to hit the mark just on Pulelati's mind.

She drank the wine in the glass, then turned around, licked her lips, and said with a little drunkenness:

"You are quite lucky, I happen to know a lot about her~"

"What do you want to know?"

Although Ian felt that Plerati's impatient tone was a little strange, he didn't care too much about it.

At this moment, he just wanted to get more information.

"Anything is fine. Please tell me more about her."

"Hey, in that case—"

Pulelati held his chin and pretended to be thinking seriously.

"Then do you want to know why she is so confident that she can bring victory to England?"

"think."

Ian answered directly.

Any information now is extremely important to him - it concerns Joan of Arc's future.

As for whether it is true or not, judge after listening.

"That's because she has a famous teacher~" Plerati shook his finger, with a little pride in his words.

"Master from a famous family?"

"That's right." Plerati crossed his arms across his chest, looking quite confident about the shock that this background might bring.

"Her master's master is Merlin from the British legend!"

The moment he heard the name, Ian felt his eyes turn red.

He seemed to feel some nameless anger deep in his bones.

But this anger did not last long and soon disappeared as if it had never appeared.

"Oh, that's how it is."

Ian followed Plerati's words and began to praise the magician named Merlin.

"Then he must be a very powerful magician... That's why he allows his apprentice's apprentice to have such confidence."

"You can say that." Plerati raised her hair.

"But if you ask me—"

"He's not the real great one."

Ian was shocked, but he tried to remain calm on the surface.

"Is there anyone more powerful than him?!"

"of course."

Having said this, Pulelati held his face with both hands, exhaled hot air slightly from his mouth, and seemed to be in a state of extreme obsession.

"My master's master was once chased by a man."

"Finally, I had no choice but to escape into a very tall tower."

"Imagine the scene with me... a powerful magician is constantly running away, and behind him is the person who is chasing him."

"The more embarrassed the person in front is, the more handsome the person behind is~"

Pulelati exhaled a breath of hot air, his tongue moving on his lips.

"He must be a pretty crazy person... I really want to find him, and then... hehehe."

As the purple-haired girl said this, a dark light flashed in her eyes.

A morbid atmosphere spread out from her, as if engulfing everything around her.

"That's awesome... I'm so excited to think that there are such crazy people in this world."

“This is a remarkable thing.”

"..."

For a moment, Ian didn't know how to respond to what Pulelati said.

He felt as if he was caught up in a very interesting topic.

But the silence didn't last long.

Because the girl in front of him soon looked at him.

"By the way, you guys are going back to the village in the north, right?"

"……Correct."

"very good."

Pulelati grabbed Ian's sleeve.

"Just take me with you~"

210. Threesome/Hirohime's Regret/The Delayed Magician (4k)

"I reject."

Ian answered without any hesitation.

"Plerati, I'm sorry I can't agree to such a strange thing."

Ian was not stupid enough to let a girl of unknown origin follow him and Jeanne back to Domremy Village.

That was not what he expected.

however--

As if he had known that he would be rejected by Ian, Pulelati answered calmly.

"That's not surprising at all~"

“When you go out, you always meet all kinds of people… Some people make me feel interesting, and some people make me feel bored.”

"And you're one of those people that I find interesting."

"And because I find it interesting, I think it's worth a try to go back to the village in the north with you. Is there anything wrong with that?"

"Of course that's not right." Ian was not fooled by the purple-haired girl's words.

"It is indeed your freedom to think of me as you wish."

"But it doesn't mean that I have to accept whatever you want to do. The two are not something that can be mixed together."

"Oh~" Pulelati held up his face and nodded, "Now that you put it that way, it seems to be true."

"It seems that you have to take out something that you think I can take back with me~"

Plerati once again showed that terrifying smile.

"How about I ensure your safety along the way?"

"..."

[You don’t think this kind of promise means anything to you.]

[And if you really want to be realistic, do you think you can ensure that your adopted sister returns to Domremi Village safely even without Plelaty in front of you?]

[But you are somewhat curious about why Pulelati dared to make such a promise. ]

[She interpreted this curiosity as you thinking that the “chips” she threw out were not enough.]

"That--"

Pulelati patted the bag on his waist, and the sound of gold coins colliding came from inside.

"I will cover your expenses along the way."

"By the way-"

"Answer the questions you want to know about the magician."

"In this case, you should think that I am someone suitable to be taken back to the village, right?"

"..."

[Pulerati's words have made you more cautious.]

[Because you know that the more anxious a person is to accomplish something, the more it shows that he has an urgent need for it. ]

[It's just like how I wanted to gather information about that English magician so badly, but it was actually all for my adopted sister.]

【But you also realize a possibility that is not unlikely. 】

[That is, the Preladi in front of him might really choose to do this because he thinks he is interesting. ]

[After all, from the moment you met her, she never showed any normal reaction. ]

[You hesitated——because you really wanted to get information about the magician.]

"Give me one night to think about it."

Ian said this, then stood up and walked towards the room where he and his sister were staying.

As he looked at his receding back, Pulelati gave a rather terrifying smile.

She didn't tell him a thing.

The "interesting" she mentioned is not such a simple concept.

[You return to the door of the room you stayed in with Jeanne.]