Chapter 8: Chapter 7: The Broken Saint
"Whew! I think we should be okay if we made it here." Marie said as we entered the forest.
Cu let me off his back, a grunt escaping my lips as I sat on the ground. The wound in my chest hurts! Though I guess that's what I get for jumping in front of an attack from a servant...one with madness enhancement no less!
Roman had told us that the stats of the servants were higher then normal due to the fact that Jeanne Alter most likely have them Madness Enhancement, the staple skill all berserkers possess.
My expression soured as I thought of Jeanne Alter. I allowed my anger to get the best of me. She most likely wouldn't have even fought and just sent out Assassin and Lancer if I didn't attack her.
Though I guess it's not that big of a surprise. I've always been a little hot headed, especially when I see others suffering unjustly.
"Doctor?"
"Ah. No signals detected. Speaking of which, I've confirmed a spirit pulse in that forest next to you."
A spirit pulse, a place where leylines connect and allow us to form a connection with Chaldea using Mashu's shield.
...I need to summon more servants. Four servants had trouble with two enhanced ones. Albeit due to my recklessness, they couldn't use their NP.
Then there's the fact that my Susanoo felt...darker. Was my emotions effecting it? I believe that it was said that the more hatred and dark emotions you possess, the more malicious you Susanoo looks. I mean, Sasuke's had horns along with Madara!
"Issen-Kun...are you alright?"
I turned to Jeanne and tried to smile, but it came out as more of a grimace.
"Yeah, the attack missed my heart thankfully. I healed it the best I can right now."
My healing jutsu isn't the best. I'm able to close larger wounds, but actually healing them is beyond me. After all, I mostly use it to heal muscles and small wounds.
Speaking of wounds...
I looked Jeanne up and down, making her a bit flustered. She has quite a few cuts, but nothing too deep.
Same goes with Arturia who appears to be in a better condition, Cu and Shirou have very small amount of wounds but look more fatigued then hurt. Then there's Mashu...
She is definitely in the worse condition. She has a deep stab wound in her right thigh, numerous wounds spread across her body.
Though it appears that being a servant boosts your healing abilities, at least as long as your master can supply the appropriate amount of Prana.
"Mashu...come here." I waved her over with my right hand, careful not to agitate my wound.
"Master?"
When she kneeled in front of me, I got a better look at the wound and hummed to myself. Upon prodding the area around the wound, I confirmed that the wound was mostly closed and I could heal it completely.
"Hmm, I'm jealous of the physique of a Servant. It certainly would be useful to heal that fast." I said absentmindely as I place my hands on the wound.
"U-umm...master?"
"Yeah?"
"...n-nothing..."
"Hmmmm..." Upon looking up, I saw that she was blushing quite heavily. Why would she...
Oh. Oh! Right, a young man pokes your thigh, a bit high up the thigh as well, and then placed his hands on it. Gently caressing it.
Yeah, I don't have to be an expert with girls to know why she was blushing.
I could feel two glares aimed at the back of my head, one quite a bit heated compared to the other.
Pushing all of these useless thoughts from my head, I finished healing Mashu and gave her shoulder a pat.
"There you go, all healed up."
"...thank you, master." Awww~She looks all shy! "However, you should focus on your own wound!"
"Mine is mostly closed. I'll ask the doctor for some medical supplies so I can bandage and clean it up before trying to heal it all the way."
Mashu nodded her head before turning to Marie who's smile hasn't dimmed in the slightest.
"We should go to where the doctor said the spirit pulse is, but before that...Marie-San?"
"Marie-san?!" Marie was in front of,Mashu with frightening speed!
"M-my apologies. I, um…"
"It's not rude, I'm just very happy! That way of calling to me is music to my ears! Please, young lady of such a beautiful nation! Would you continue calling for me in that manner?" Marie asked, apparently this girl is quite dramatic.
"Ah, right… Miss Marie, perhaps?"
"No, absolutely not. Marie-san will do just fine! Just call me as the others do!"
"Right then, thank you for coming in when you did, back there. It's a pleasure to meet you, Marie-San." My lips curled upwards into a smile as I regard the queen.
Though why does she appear to be 14 or so? Surely she was older when she died, right?
"Yes! Yes yes yes! Pleased to meet you, my name is Marie!"
I chuckled alongside Cu at the girls endless enthusiasm.
"Mashu is such a charming young lady. Wait and see, because don't you think she'd become very popular?"
"Of course she will! She's practically my little sister after all!" I puffed up my chest in pride.
"Fou!"
Fou jumped atop my head and barked in agreement with my words, puffing his chest up as well.
"See? Fou here agrees with me, don't you buddy?" I pet Fou while cooing.
"Kyuuu~!"
"…Marie-san. Might I have a word?" Mashu's face is a bit red but she maintains a straight face as always.
"Ah, my apologies. I got a bit carried away, how disgraceful of me. And so, what would you ask of me?"
"We've detected a strong spirit pulse from that nearby forest. For starters, would you happen to know what that might be…?"
Mashu went to a small explanation of what we mean by spirit pulse. While she was doing that, Cu and Shirou had taken care of the werewolves that were trying to soak up the energy there.
"…Then, I will begin establishing the summoning circle." Mashu placed the shield down and began the process of connecting to chaldea.
While I was sitting down, waiting for the process to be done, a sudden voice made me jump.
"Hey there. I trust you're enjoying your travels in 15th century France?"
"Woah!?"
"Now then, let's begin today's lecture without delay. Today's topic is regarding Servant categories."
Da Vinci completely ignored my surprise and didn't even apologise. Plus she already went over this before! Or is is she going to mention the Ruler class?
"Almost all of the Servants you can summon can be categorized into seven classes. Saber, Archer, Lancer, Rider, Berserker, Caster, Assassin."
"And ruler." I deadpanned only to be ignored.
"Each class has differing affinities for each other. For example, Saber is stronger than Lancer, Lancer than Archer, but Archer is stronger than Saber."
"But why though?"
"Similarly, Rider is stronger than Caster, Caster stronger than Assassin, and Assassin stronger than Rider. Also, Berserker is strong against all classes, but weak to all attacks."
"Don't ignore me!"
"It's called the 'three-way deadlock'. Be sure to check on this during your Servant's battles. Of course, there is one Servant that does not fit into these categories."
Ah, so she's finally going to be mentioning Ruler class?
"That's a discussion for another time. That's the end of our activities today. Safe travels!"
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"You're a horrible teacher! I didn't even learn anything new! Explain to me the extra class now, She-Man!" I roared to the sky, ignoring the throb that came from my chest.
"Senpai. The summoning circle is ready."
"Alright! I'm sending over some supplies first, okay?" Roman said.
"Sure, go ahead. Please send something to clean and dress wounds."
"Already on it."
Mashu's shield lit up briefly before a supply crate was on top of it.
Walking over to the crate, I saw that there was some ingredients for some meals, there was also a small stack of saint quartz, along with a red box with a white + on it.
Grabbing the box, I take it the side while idly listening to the others introduce themselves. For now I'll summon the other servants while we have the connection.
Taking three saint quartz, I place them on the shield and pray that it's a servant.
The quartz started to glow alongside the shield before they rose up and started to spin, and then started to glow a golden color. After spinning for a while, a pillar of energy shot upwards before a figure appeared in the center of the Shield.
I stared at the servant in shock as she looked around before settling her gaze on me and smiled happily.
"Pleased to meet you, Master. I'm still a novice with the sword, so please call me Saber Lily. I look forward to adventuring with you for many years to come!"
The girl is dressed in a white dress the color of a lily with silver armor over the top and a shining sword at her waist. She has bright blonde hair with a strand that stands up and teal colored eyes.
She looks exactly like Arturia! Though I guess she looks slightly younger, but holy shit!
"Master?"
"Are you related to someone named Arturia Pendragon?"
Her eyes go wide in surprise. "That's my name!"
"Ehhhh!?"
I turn to the Arturia that's over with the others. As if knowing someone was looking at her, she turned this way. She sent me a smile before noticing the person next to me.
Both Arturia lock gazes, Saber Lily's jaw drops while Arturia simply looks dumbfounded.
"T-this is..."
I rubbed the bridge of my nose before holding my hand out to guide my new servant off the Shield.
"Since we already call that Saber Arturia, We'll call you Lily, alright?"
"Y-yes! That's okay."
"So is that sword Caliburn, then?"
I recognise the sword from the dream cycle, it's pretty difficult to forget the blade once you've seen it.
"Yes." Lily nodded with a smile.
Hmmm, it seems that she is quite a bit more expressive then the normal Arturia.
"Alright, why don't you go introduce yourself to the others. I'm going to summon one more servant before I explain the situation, is that okay?"
"That's fine."
With that said, Lily instantly goes over to Arturia and sits besides her older self. Said older self looks slightly uncomfortable.
Placing some more saint quartz down, this time a rainbow colored light formed and the summoning felt...wrong. Not in a way that it was evil, but almost as if it was coming from a different place?
"I have arrived from the Land of Shadows. I am Scáthach. Shall I call you 'Master'?"
I kept my eyes above Sacath's chest despite my natural instinct as a man demanding that I check her out.
She is dressed in a tight, very tight, purple body suit that leaves pretty much nothing to imagination. That much I can see from my peripheral vision.
I smiled at the new Lancer servant. "You can just call me Issen if you wish. It's a pleasure to meet you, Scathath. Perhaps you will be happy to see that your student is here with us."
"Ah, He's here huh? I see." Scathath muttered, catching sight of Cu who currently has a look that is a cross between scared and happy.
If I remember correctly, Cu told me that he see's his teacher as something of a stern mother...a very stern mother.
"Well, let us join the others so I can explain the situation. We are in desperate need of more man power..." I sighed.
Scathath looked at me apraisingly before settling her gaze on my wounded chest. "So It seems. Are the other heroic spirits simply incompetent in their job as a servant, or is my new master reckless?"
"Ehehehe..." I just chuckled sheepishly as I hastily guided the Lancer servant to the group.
"Mashu, could you fill in these two. I need to clean and bandage my wound."
"Of course. Leave it to me."
I smiled thankfully before going off to grab the medkit.
"Issen-Kun!"
"Yeah?" I stopped and turned towards Jeanne who appears to be hesitating a bit.
"P-please allow to bandage up your wound." She poked her index finger together shyly.
I blinked at her request. To be honest, I was actually going to just create a shadow clone and have him do it. However, I can tell that Jeanne seems guilty about me taking her hit despite it being my fault.
"Sure, that would be very helpful." I smiled, handing her the kit. "Do you know how to use these?"
"Issen-Kun, I may be an uneducated farm girl, but I'm not stupid." Jeanne sent me an unamused glare to which I raised my hands in surrender.
"Sorry, I just thought that you didn't clean wounds with things like rubbing alcohol during your time."
Her glare softened. "It's alright. It's true that we did not have the medical knowledge you all possess in the present time, but I should be able to clean and bandage your wound."
I nodded before sitting on the ground and unzipped my shirt, pulling it off with a small frown as it stuck to my torso due to the blood.
I sat there for a few seconds before turning to Jeanne who has yet to move. I deadpanned when I saw her have a flushed face. "Please focus on the wound."
"R-right!" The red cheeks darkened in embrassment at getting caught staring as she fished through the kit.
I hissed in pain when she poured the alcohol on the wound before dabbing it. She then did the same for the front, making sure to clean the area where the bandages are going. I was inwardly amused when I saw that she was blushing the whole time, though not as bad. I guess she is still an innocent girl in the sense that she doesn't have experience with men.
She finally finished cleaning the wound and brought out the gauze, wrapping it around my chest and shoulder so it will stay in place.
"Why did you take that attack for me?" She asked from behind me as she continued to wrap the bandages.
"It was my fault that you were even in that situation. I shouldn't have let my emotions take over me and attacked Jeanne Alter like that." I sighed.
"I'm your servant, you shouldn't do that. Even if you feel that your at fault. I should not have let my guard down when fighting Lancer."
"I won't let a comrade die, not while I still breath." I stated firmly.
"I'm already dead, Issen-Kun."
I whirled around and grabbed Jeanne by the cheeks before pulling.
"Owie! Isshen-kwun! Wef mwe go!" She cried, grabbing my arm.
I let her cheeks go with a dry expression, looking at the red welts on her cheeks as she looked at me with a questioning gaze, small tears in her eyes.
"You feel pain. You experience emotion. You have a body. You are alive. I'm not going to be forced to live while watching someone die in front of me." I said, turning back around to let her finish.
I'm aware that it is selfish to do that, that if I die then I basically doom two or more worlds. However, I don't care. I won't have my comrades, my friends and family, die while I still live. Not again.
Jeanne remained silent for a little bit. "...then why were you so angry? What made you attack with such rage?"
I sighed and looked ahead. "When I was nine years old, my entire town caught fire. No one knows the reason, but I was the only known survivor. I had finally gotten a family, a home and it was all taken away. When I saw that Jeanne Alter did something similar, no worse, then that fire. I just...lost it. I can assure you that it won't happen again."
That much is true. I am a master, I have to lead my servants along with fighting.
I stood up, the bandages done. I glanced at the blood covered shirt before shaking my head and unsealing an identical shirt.
It's nice to not have a blood stained shirt caked onto your body.
I felt a hand on my shoulder. "I'm sorry about what happened when you were a child, but I'm glad to hear that you seemed to have calmed down."
"Thanks. Now I'm going to go patrol the area and talk to the newcomers."
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After separating from Issen, Jeanne went back to the camp they set up and plopped down on a seat next to Marie.
"....."
"What's the matter, Jeanne? You seem to be spacing out, might you be tired?" Marie asked.
"Marie...No. I'm not tired. I am a servant after all."
"Then you felt dejected looking at France... Were you disappointed?"
"No, I'm not disappointed. Thank you for your concern, Marie.…But, to see a familiar town in blazes needed some endurance."
"…That's right. Especially since to you this is the exact same era that you lived in. Unlike the impressions I have, this is like a continuing memory for you, isn't it?"
Jeanne remained silent, instead looking into the fire.
"…Okay! While we're at it, let's talk! Girls talk time!" Marie stood up and cheered.
"…Sorry?"
'Maybe I should have gone with Issen-Kun after all.' Jeanne thought to herself.
"I mean, I'm right in the middle of puberty after all? I'm into love and romance so much that I can't help it!" Marie smiled with rosy cheeks. "What about Issen-San? You seem to be quite smitten with him!"
"What!? N-no, no! Issen-Kun is just a friend!"
"Oh? As a fellow girl, I can tell when someone is in love you know? I think Issen-San is great! He's handsome, caring, and strong. The whole package!"
With Issen...
"Achoo!"
"Ah! Damn it! Another wave of werewolves!" Cu cursed as the three guys saw another group of monsters heading towards them, attracted by the noise.
"...I think someones talking about me...if so, they picked a bad time." Issen muttered, rubbing his nose.
"Haah...this is what we get for patrolling in a group together. Three unlucky people are bound to run into trouble..." Shirou facepalmed.
Back with the girls...
"Marie! We've only known each other for a few days!" Jeanne protested weakly, her face red.
"People have fallen in love in less time!" Marie smiled widely.
"W-what about you Marie? Have you fallen in love?" Jeanne quickly averted the attention off of herself.
"Fufufu, of course. When I was seven, I was in love with a boy who had proposed to me. I think that might have been my first love. Then, at the age of 14, I was in love with the king I married." Marie smiled nostalgically.
"14...! I'm taken aback by that even now. I feel like for me at that time, We worked and played in the fields regardless of gender."
"That too is a fun and enviable way of life! It sounds really fun to have been able to go wherever you wanted!"
"Yes. It's true that those days were fun. Even if there wasn't any romance or love, there was friendship."
"Were you the popular one?"
Jeanne looked embarassed as she played with her hair. "Mm, back then my hair was short, so I feel like I was treated like a boy."
"Ah, I'm glad I became a servant! To think I'd be able to speak about these things with that Jeanne D'arc." Marie suddenly said. "There was worth in becoming the queen then!"
"Likewise, to think I would be able to get along with that Marie Antoinette. There was indeed worth becoming a servant." Jeanne smiled.
"I'm glad this isn't a proper Holy Grail War. If so, this kind of carefree talk--"
"I'm sorry. It seems to be an enemy raid! The Master, EMIYA-san, and Lancer are currently engaged in combat! Lily-San, Scathath-San, and Arturia-San are making there way over." Mashu suddenly interrupted the girls sweet time.
"So it's as we feared then." Jeanne muttered, summoning her banner and sword.
"Well then Jeanne. From here on out let's fight like Servants should. Bravely, sternly, earnestly. But also cutely, like a girl in love. That, I think, is the basis of not a Female Saint, or a Queen, but that of simply you and I."
"…My fighting style doesn't have much to do with beauty and elegance, though." Jeanne muttered as they rushed out to combat, seeing a large herd of werewolves that the male members are fighting.
"A sneeze." They heard Issen's voice. "All of this because I sneezed!"
With everyone joining forces, the werewolves didn't stand a chance, all of them dead in no time.
"There's a servant! Not only that, but I'm getting multiple life sign readings!" Roman warned.
"…Master!"
Issen turned to Mashu and nodded, his red eyes glowing in the dark. "Get ready everyone!"
"Roger!"
"That's depressing. I've ended up detecting something too. It really is problematic to have good ears." Amadues said with a frown.
"Rather, it's so contemptuous that the sounds from my hands are dying to ring out. Very much more unpleasant than a high-pitched trumpet, these hostile footsteps are."
"You can tell from this far?" Mashu asked as everyone looked back to the musician with raised eyebrows.
"Of course. I've become a servant despite only being a musician you know? If it's a wave that vibrates the atmosphere I can easily hear it." Amadues smiled.
"For example back at the camp, I was rather satisfied with both Maria's and your breathing as both of you slept. Of course, it wasn't just people's sleeping breath. All the more detailed biological sounds have been recorded in my Wolfgang recorder right up here!" The musician gestured towards his head.
"…! Se-sexual harassing servant...!" Mashu instinctively covered her chest. A shiver went down the spines of most female servants present, Scathath just sent the musician a glare alongside her master who's big brother senses are tingling.
"My apologies, Mashu. As his supervisor, I apologize." Marie bowed. "But please bear with it. After all, if not for his ears, all that's left of him is his perversion!"
"And I was wondering what you were going to say. I have you know that living things are soiled just by moving! Music can be completed only when you come to terms with that truth. Life is naturally dirty, and yet is the act of cleaning itself."
"Well, that's one way of putting it." Issen muttered to himself.
"Now then. The sounds that have reached my ears are that of countless footsteps, and of blades sliding out of their sheathes. How truly unrefined and muggy. My music is not something for fools to hear, but, We've made it this far. It's an impromptu knockoff, but hear the Reaper's song...!"
The next wave of werewolves burst through the foliage and they all plowed through the hostiles.
"All that's left are the servants!"
"Are you alright, everyone? Need any tending to wounds?" Marie asked from the back of the group.
Everyone nodded, saying they were uninjured.
"They're coming, are you ready!?" Roman yelled.
Not a moment later did a beautiful woman that was there in La Charite drop down in front of them. Issen froze when he saw the girl, his jaw dropping slightly which was caught by Jeanne who gained a slightly peeved expression.
The girl has sleek black hair and deep blue eyes, dressed in a tight white clothing while holding a staff with a cross on the top.
'She looks familiar...' Issen wasn't startled by her beauty, rather by the fact that she look familiar for some reason. In his opinion, Jeanne is better looking.
"Good evening, everyone. It's a lonely night isn't it." Rider smiled.
"Who are you?" Jeanne asked, eyes narrowing.
"Who...? That's true, just who am I? Despite telling myself over and over again to be a Saint, To think that in this world I'm just the errand girl of a broken Saint."
"Broken Saint…"
"Yes, thanks to her my reason has gone flying, And I've become berserk. Even now, it's rather hectic trying to suppress this impulse. Geez, some pain this is." Rider said, her eye twitching while barely restrained madness flashes in her eyes.
"That's why I'm grateful for your expectations, But I can't become your ally. You can't very well have a servant who would Stab you in the back if not for putting on airs as an ally would you?"
"Then, why did you leave?" Arturia asked, holding her invisible blade out.
"…I was designated to surveillance, but my very last shred of reason is Whispering to me, saying that I should test you all. The one who stands in your way is the 'Witch of Dragons'. The crystalisation of disaster that mounts upon the ultimate dragonkind."
"If you can't overcome someone like me, There's no way that you could defeat her. Defeat me. Without hesitation, pierce this chest with your blade. My name is Martha. Come forth, Great Armoured Dragon Tarasque!"
The ground beneath Martha glowed before a large beast emerged, having a gigantic head, a shell with six spikes on it, six legs, and a tail with spikes on dripping poison.
"...that thing is a a dragon?" Cu laughed. "It's more of a turtle!"
"Hmph. You shouldn't talk like that, your spear will do nothing against its shell." Shirou sneered at Cu.
"AHA!" Before the two could butt heads as always, Issen suddenly shouts and snaps his fingers.
"Tifa Lockheart! That's who you look like!" Issen exclaimed, looking proud of himself while no one but Roman knows what he's talking about.
'Though Tifa has red eyes...and I think her boobs were larger.' Issen thought to himself, wisely not saying the last part out loud.
"...You don't happen to have a habit of punching things, right?" Issen asked innocently.
Martha's eyes twitched. "No, of course not. A saint would never do something like fight with her fists."
Issen shrugged before starting to absorb nature energy.
"Arturia, Lily, and Scathath! You three will hold off the beast and Martha. I have a plan." Issen stated, getting nods from the three girls who then confronts the dragon and berserk saint.
'Cu, in two minutes, prepare to unleash your noble phantasm.' Issen said through their link.
'Understood, master!'
Scathath easily dodged any of the oversized turtles attacks while Lily was having a slightly harder time, cutting at Tarasque's legs alongside Arturia.
The dragon roared in annoyance as it lashed out with it's poisoned tail, the three servants nimbly dodging.
Issen stood up, once more in sage mode. He created a single clone before holding his hand out and forming a rasengan while injecting wind chakra into it. The clone helped stabilise it as the rasengan grew larger and gained wind spinning blades, looking like a shuriken.
"Alright you three, fall back!"
Issen rose the rasenshuriken above his head as the servants pulled back.
"Tarasque! Attack the master quick!"
The dragon growled as it began to build energy up in it's throat before unleashing a huge blast of energy.
'Wind Style: Rasenshuriken!'
Issen threw the rasenshuriken, the attack colliding with Tarasques attack creating a huge explosion.
BOOOOOMMMMM
Trees were uprooted and the ground destroyed as a cloud of dust engulfed the area.
'Now for...'
The fully muscled form of susanoo sprung to life around Issen, his eyes capable of seeing the energy of Martha and Tarasque while they were blind.
"Yasaka no Magatama!"
The susanoo three out the beads of magatama at Tarasque before loading an arrow in the crossbow, the arrow engulfed in black flames as Issen used his EMS's flame control.
"GRROOAAAAA!!" Tarasque roared as it shook off the blast from the magatama, only to get a giant purple and black flaming arrow pierce through its mouth.
Martha was forced to jump from her mount as the black flames spread across its body.
"Cu. Use your Noble Phantasm now!" Issen ordered.
Cu was already crouching down in a runners position with Gae Bolg emmiting intense blood lust.
Cu then ran forward and jumped into the air. "GAE BOLG!"
The thorned spear flew straight at Martha, aiming right at her heart with reality breaking accuracy. Unable to defend herself, Gae Bolg pierced her heart.
Martha coughed out blood as the spear turned into red energy and flew to Cu's outstretched hand.
"…I see. That's enough."
Issen looked at the saint with a small amount of sadness. "You-"
"You would lend me your hand? Of course you can't, silly." Martha giggled. "This is fine, it truly is. Thank goodness, now this Saint won't have to kill anyone.…hmm, let me tell you one last thing. As long as the 'Dragon Witch' is using dragons, you will not prevail."
"What?" Issen muttered.
"There is but one way to overcome the dragons. Go to Lyon. The Lyon that was once a city. To defeat dragons: you need not a Saint, nor a princess. To defeat dragons, it has been known since long ago that you need a 'Dragon Slayer'. I'm sorry, Tarasque....next time, I'd like to summon you in a better circumstance." Martha then faded from existence.
"A dragon slayer, huh?" Issen crossed his arms.
"Hmm...we should seek out this dragon slayer, master. If what Saint Martha said is true, then we will need someone who can tale down dragons." Scathath said.
Of course she can take down the Wyverns with no trouble, but as a servant she's actually weakened and even she would have trouble taking down an entire army of them.
"Yes, let us go to Lyon." Issen nodded.
"I see, let us depart to Lyon." Amadues agreed.
"…that's a surprise. I would have figured Amadeus-san was the type that hated walking…" Mashu tilted her head.
"Oh my. Amadeus is unrivaled in his love of travelling, you know? He's visited many countries ever since childhood, correct?"
"…well, I wonder if I'm really that used to it." The musician said.
"Ufufu, I hope this to be exciting. I wonder what's in Lyon. I wonder who's there! Hey, Jeanne. Shall we go together?" Marie asked with her grin still present.
"…Yes!"
With that, the group made off towards Lyon for the dragon slayer.
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Train_Heartnet_0767 Here's another chapter.
The adorable Lily and sexy shishou was summoned! Jeanne is developing feeling for Issen as well.
We're roughly half way through this singularity. Also I'm just going to say this now, the story will follow canon majority of the time for the singularities other then the fact that Issen can fight servants unlike the protagonist of the game. When the time comes that Issen goes to High School DxD, there will be quite a few changes.
Now see you next time~!
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