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Doctor Roman smiled and looked at Fujimaru Ritsuka, who had already put on the Chaldean magic attire, and introduced Mashu.

"Oh...please take care of me." Fujimaru Ritsuka looked at the beautiful elder sister standing next to Dr. Roman who exuded an intellectual aura and knew she was a smart person.

It's strange, with such a beautiful big sister, why did the doctor use him instead of her.

Matthew observed Leonardo da Vinci in surprise for a while, and after a few seconds said: "Senior! This is a Servant!!"

"Huh——???" Fujimaru Ritsuka quickly thought in her mind, there is a female legend in history who matches the identity of the beautiful big sister in front of her.

"Correct answer~~ Chaldea Technology Bureau [Special Honorary Advisor] Leonardo~ It's just my superficial identity."

Leonardo da Vinci smiles and puts on his glasses.

She has a fair oval face, an extremely perfect body like golden proportions, light pink lips, and plump and perfect breasts.

She was wearing a bright red and sky blue skirt embellished with golden stars that she designed herself.

“I am the famous universal inventor during the Renaissance—[Leonardo da Vinci] himself!”

"Oh! Oh!" Fujimaru Ritsuka looked at the beautiful elder sister in front of him in shock.

"Hey~ That's a pretty good reaction." Leonardo da Vinci smiled gracefully.

"Isn't Leonardo a man? He even designed that chariot that looks like a UFO!!"

"I know! You are the kind of person who only gets interested when you see pictures of weapons in history class~~ Putting this aside, it doesn't matter whether I am a boy or a girl.

Do you know that Mona Lisa I painted? ” Saying this, Leonardo da Vinci struck a pose exactly like the Mona Lisa.

"Yeah... I know." Fujimaru Ritsuka slowly swallowed a mouthful of saliva, could it be... no...

"She is the most ideal beauty in my heart, the beauty I have been pursuing all my life." Leonardo da Vinci looked at Fujimaru Ritsuka's surprised expression, as if he was praising his perfect image, which made him She is satisfied now~~

"That's right - Fujimaru, he just likes the Mona Lisa so much that he turned himself into the Mona Lisa. He is a pure pervert." Dr. Roman looked at Fujimaru Ritsuka in embarrassment and patted Leona Da Vinci said over his shoulder.

"...weird, there is one more weirdo." Fujimaru Ritsuka's brain was temporarily shut down, and he would not be able to accept this amazing information for a while. The white-haired grandfather turned into a young and beautiful man. , a beautiful older sister who seems to be only in her 20s.

Leonardo da Vinci was responsible for adjusting the frame used for spirit transfer in the Chaldean control room, and he was responsible for the subsequent command.

"Fujimaru, the rest of the story will be centered on you. You are not a hero. As a mere human being, you have to participate in the battle that determines the future of the integrated planet. This is the responsibility you need to bear."

"What does this mean...?" Fujimaru Ritsuka didn't understand what Leonardo da Vinci wanted to say.

"What I mean is that your decision can save us, but it may also lead to the opposite outcome." Leonardo da Vinci said.

She wants to tell Fujimaru Ritsuka that his decision can save everything, but it can also destroy everything. She hopes that he can make every decision carefully.

"My...decision."

next moment.

The spirit transfer warlock is activated.

A dazzling light bloomed on Chaldeas. Fujimaru Ritsuka and Mash, who were in the two spirit transfer frames, had turned into dazzling blue light spots and shuttled through the dark and mysterious space to reach their destination——[ AD 1431, France, the stage of the Hundred Years' War. 】

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jojo's bizarre world of adventure, diamond of eternity.

"Mona Lisa...!? Bastard...you disgusting guy, you, an old man, actually turned into the goddess in my dreams!!!"

Unable to contain the anger in his heart, Kira Yoshikage angrily stood up and overturned the table in front of him. A pair of severed hands on the table fell to the ground beside him, which was very scary.

"But... these hands and this face are very beautiful. As long as you come to me, you can interact with me with a pure and innocent heart."

Kira Yoshikage now has only one idea in his mind: he wants to get the hands of Leonardo da Vinci at all costs.

"Ah...she is the companion who can accompany me throughout my life. With her, I can live a peaceful and comfortable daily life."

After a few days, Kira Yoshikage found that he could not sleep at night, his food was tasteless, and all the fun in life had disappeared. Even the one he carried in his briefcase was broken and his hands smelled, so he did not replace it with a new one.

Ever since he saw the flawless hands of Leonardo da Vinci, all the women in this town could no longer look into his eyes.

Yoshikage Kira decided to take a risk and spend his life to travel to the world of Chaldea Leonardo da Vinci.

Even if there are sub-servers among these people, Leonardo da Vinci exists as a servant, and there is mysterious magic.

He didn't want to think so much anymore, because he was completely obsessed now. Every day in his dreams, he dreamed of Mona Lisa's white, smooth, beautiful hands, and her slender jade fingers as slender as green onions... ...Already let BOKI.

Now all he could think about was using these hands to... destroy the restless Holy Sword Curry Stick.

I don’t know if Yoshikage Kira can beat Mash after Galahad takes over his body.

The savior Fujimaru Ritsuka travels across the earth

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"The spirit transfer was successful, senior!"

Mashu and Fujimaru Ritsuka appeared in a lush green forest.

Suddenly, Fufu poked her head out from Mashu's shoulder, "Fuwu...!"

This magical creature followed me inexplicably, and it was full of doubts. I don't know if it was a magical creature made by Chaldean employees, or...

Fufu was groping in the grass for a while, and then climbed up a tree to look around. It seemed that it regarded the difficult task of solving the singularity as a tourist attraction.

After the two of them walked out of the forest, they raised their heads and saw an extremely huge halo slowly shrinking in the cloudless blue sky.

Doctor Roman stared in great surprise and stood up suddenly, "Halo? No, this is some kind of magic that unfolds in satellite orbit, right?

what happened?Is it something related to the demise of mankind? "

He racked his brains and began to think about what this was, what kind of magic it was, and what impact it would have on the future of mankind.

Fujimaru Ritsuka and Mashu stood on the hillside looking at the burning village with white smoke in the distance.

Where is the village where Joan of Arc lives, Donremi, and it seems that someone set the village on fire.

This is something that has never happened in the past 1431 years of history. The historical line has undergone huge changes. This situation is beyond Chaldea's imagination.

"First of all, we need to collect intelligence. Fujimaru, what exactly happened on this land during Mashu's Hundred Years' War? I want you two to find out."

The two people quickly rushed towards the burning Donremi below. They wanted to help the villagers living here put out the fire, rescue those trapped in the houses, and investigate what happened here.

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Antarctica Chaldea 2014.

"In 1431, there was no such shocking fire that swept through the whole village in Donremi. And...it was exactly that year that Joan of Arc was executed by the English and she died... .

Now, in this timeline, someone actually destroyed the village where she grew up, where her parents lived...

It's too much! "

Matthew stared at the burning village uncomfortably. Even if it was what happened in the singularity, she regarded these people in the distorted history as living people.

Mashu, Ritsuka Fujimaru, Doctor Roman, Leonardo da Vinci, Olga Marie, and the masters of Group A sit together to record major events that will happen in the future, with the intention of deciphering the conspiracy of the mastermind in advance. .

"Is it possible...that the English in the distorted timeline have almost taken over the whole of France? The extent of the distortion is astonishing." Dr. Roman said with a headache.

"Da Vinci, do you have any opinion on the light wheel that appears in the sky at the singularity?"

"Hmm... I can't think of the function of such a huge magic weapon located in satellite orbit. But we can be sure that it is something created by the enemy, so it must be stopped.

We must find a way to track the space of the caster through the super-large halo magic that is deployed and operated in satellite orbit!

As long as the caster's location can be located, the master can be sent to solve it. "

Pepeloncino kept chatting with Fujimaru Ritsuka and introduced the members of Team A to Fujimaru Ritsuka in a friendly manner.

Debit sat aside expressionlessly, saying nothing or asking anything, and seemed not to care much about what would happen in the future.

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Orleans, France.

Suddenly, the screen went back in time to June 1431, 6, two days after Joan of Arc was killed.

"I declare here! Your body is under my command, and my fate rests on your sword.

In response to the call of the Holy Grail, if you are willing to obey this will, you must answer my call.

I swear here - I am the one who is destroying all the evil in the world. "

The dragon witch Black Jeanne stood in the ruins of the cathedral and was filled with corpses. She used the magic power of the Holy Grail to summon her servants to appear in the world.

Vlad III, Atalanta, Bulda, Dylan, Camilla and others appeared on one knee in front of her.

"You are finally here, my compatriots. I am your master."

Black Joan looked at the heroic spirits who appeared in front of her with great satisfaction, "Jill, bring that guy over to see me."

"Yes, as ordered." Gilles Caster grabbed Pierre Cauchon's neck and carried the fat, snow-white pig to the front of Black Joan.

"You, who are you!? Answer my question over there--!————!!——!"

Even if the big fat pig Pierre Cochon became a prisoner, he would still shout arrogantly to the person in front of him who seemed to be the leader of this group of people.

When he saw the true face of the leader of these people, the filthy fat pig Pierre Cochon screamed, "Impossible, impossible! You must be dreaming! You were there three days ago. He should be dead!”

He was so frightened that the fishy smell emanated from underneath him, and he was so frightened that he peed.

"Long time no see~~Bishop Pierre Cauchon." Black Joan showed a charming smile on her face, raised her head and pierced the leg of the big fat pig Pierre Cauchon with the magic gun in her hand, and blood flowed from the gap in the fat. It gushed out and dyed the rich clothes on the legs of the fat pig Pierre Cochon red.

There was another shot, and the magic gun penetrated through the back door of the big fat pig Pierre Cochon. Black Joan even gave it a friendly spin, giving these bastard French Catholic priests who like to bully Shota their due retribution.

"Ahhhhhhh!" The big fat pig Pierre Cochon was twitching on the ground, howling at the top of his lungs. Like a big fat pig that had been electrocuted, blood kept pouring out of Sunflower and his legs. , severe pain spread throughout the body, feces and urine flowed together.

"Hehehe~~~! This is not okay, Lord Bishop. Why are you starting to escape reality?"

Black Joan maintained a charming smile on her face, her eyes showed chaotic colors, and her armored hands grabbed the big fat pig Pierre Cauchon's tear-filled, twisted and frightened face, "I will stand In front of you. Three days ago, I was burned to death by you as a witch~~"

"Ahhh! Spare my life, please spare my life, please spare me! I'm willing to do anything! Please spare my life!"

A few days ago, Bishop Pierre Cauchon, who had overwhelming power and enjoyed fine wine, beauties, and luxurious life every day, was now praying for Joan of Arc who was killed by him in front of him.

As long as he can survive, he can do anything.

Anyway, he has no faith at all. He just becomes a bishop so that he can control the power, bully the people, and do whatever he wants to the French Prime Minister. .

"Oh, you are actually begging me for mercy! This is not okay. It was you who killed me, but your faith is as weak as paper~~ or it can be said to be completely nonexistent."

Black Joan's beautiful golden eyes were burning with heat, "I feel very, very sad. I am so sad that I am going crazy laughing.

Hahahaha... think about it carefully, Bishop.How did you kill me? "

Black Joan kicked away the big fat pig Pierre Cauchon, rubbed the index finger and thumb of her right hand and snapped her fingers. The burning red flame engulfed the body of the big fat pig Pierre Cauchon.

She was so merciful, and this method was so merciful. The English soldiers, who were inhumane and like animals at that time, kept the burning pyre away from Joan of Arc so that she could die slowly and painfully.

The flames rubbed by Black Joan's hands quickly burned away the fat on the body of the big fat pig Pierre Cochon, and the foul smell of fat and meat filled the church.

He couldn't even scream. When he opened his mouth, the hot air and flames would flow down his throat and enter his lungs, alveoli, and lung lobes, which would quickly turn into ashes under the high temperature.

"If I was burned by the sacred flame, then your body should be burned by the fire of hell~~~"

"Ah... I'm so looking forward to this revenge." Black Joan showed great joy on her face, with a twisted smile, looking at the big fat pig Pierre Cauchon who turned to ashes on the ground, she felt Feeling comfortable all over.

The saintly appearance of the saint has completely disappeared, and now the dragon witch Joan of Arc appears here.

"We still have a long road to revenge. Let me introduce myself again. I am your master - Jeanne d'Arc.

I have only one order - to cleanse this country, this mistake called France.

Sweep and ravage as much as you like!

Be it a saint or a hero.Already mad, dance for me with your violent spirit!

Human beings have no value in existence, so clean up all this garbage for me. No one is allowed to be missed. "

"Oh oh oh oh... My light is back." Looking at the smile on Jeanne's face, Giles Caster sobbed excitedly, tears bursting from her eyes, " Joan of Arc, you are really resurrected."