Type-Moon Traveler's Enemy

After Mary, Amadeus, and the others had complained to each other, Mash looked at Jeanne and said, "Next, this one is..."

Marie immediately came to Joan of Arc, looking at her with shining eyes, like a fan who had caught up with her idol. "Joan of Arc, it's Joan of Arc! The saint who bravely saved France is one of the people I've always wanted to meet!"

Hearing this, Joan of Arc felt a little embarrassed: "I'm not a saint..."

Marie nodded. "Well, I think everyone knows what you think. However, at least your way of survival is real, and we all know the outcome. That's why everyone praises and admires your deeds. We will never forget you, Joan of Arc, the Miracle of Orleans."

Jeanne: “…”

She didn't deserve such a noble title. Assuming the Dragon Witch was indeed her dark self, that would prove everything. Even if the Dragon Witch wasn't her, the reality was that she had failed to save France in the end...

Amadeus added, "Although the burning at the stake ultimately led to the appearance of the Dragon Witch, it's Maria's fault for only seeing the good in others. Isn't that right, Joan? There's something amiss in your life. Being called a 'perfect saint' has caused the heartache not to others, but to Joan herself."

Amadeus looked at Queen Mary and admonished her, "That's good, Maria. You always flatter others too much. It's important to scold or deny them occasionally."

Mary said with a guilty conscience, "This...this kind of thing, I know it without you teaching me, Amadeus! No, you keep nagging me about it every day, don't you?"

As if to confirm, Mary angrily cursed, "Is this... is this enough? You music idiot! You useless person! A one-dimensional fetishist who only cares about scales! If you like sheet music so much, how about turning into musical notes?!"

Amadeus's reaction was even more bizarre. "Although it may seem strange for me to say this, after being scolded like this, I feel an indescribable emotion welling up inside me. But if you want to do it, you can do it! Use this feeling to scold Joan of Arc. Be more swift, more intense, and more pungent! Point out all the shortcomings you can think of!"

Seeing this, Medusa sighed on the other side: "I thought your situation was already quite bad, Mo Li, but I didn't expect that the two people you met seemed to have even bigger problems than you."

Li Qiye ruffled Medusa's hair through her hood and said, "At best, I just enjoy watching the fun. Don't get me wrong."

Medusa shook her head, lowered her hand from her head, and continued, "I don't think I'll always encounter situations like this."

At this time, Marie, who was Joan of Arc's cook, decisively spoke up for Joan of Arc, and at the same time did not forget to use her words as a sharp sword to stab Amadeus a few more times. Joan of Arc also stood up to smooth things over.

Marie and Joan of Arc quickly became familiar with each other, and everyone soon became friends.

Then, following Mary's curiosity, everyone's attention turned to Mo Li.

"Speaking of this very strong-looking gentleman, who are you? I've rarely seen weapons like that~" Mary looked at Mo Li curiously. This man was really strong, and the battle just now proved it. Those monster armies would be swept away by the autumn wind like fallen leaves.

"I am a traveler passing through this world. My name is Mo Li. As for this weapon, its name is Fang Tian Hua Ji." Mo Li inserted the Fang Tian Hua Ji into the ground beside him.

"The Fang Tian Hua Ji is a Chinese weapon, and the most famous one is the one used by Lu Bu." Joan of Arc kindly explained the weapon to Mary.

"Oh!" Mary exclaimed, not knowing whether she understood or not. She continued, "Nice to meet you, Mr. Mo!"

"I'm also happy to meet you, Maria, and everyone here." Mo Li responded with a smile.

Mary asked curiously, "Mo Li, do you have any special identity? I mean, like Amadeus is a musician and I am the queen."

"A special identity? Of course I do, but I haven't done it for a while." Mo Li was quite helpless about this. It would have been great if his authority over the earth was still there. What a pity.

Mary became even more curious: "What kind of special identity is it?"

Mo Li thought for a moment and said, "Since you don't know my identity, there's no need to force yourself to understand it now. You'll understand it when you have the chance in the future."

He is a god. Although he has lost his authority over the earth, he was once a very ancient god.

Mary smiled and said, "Huh? It's a rather mysterious identity, huh? I see!"

Mashu thought of what she had seen before and said, "Come to think of it, Senior Mo once called Miss King Arthur Altria his sister..."

Mary exclaimed, "Li Qiye calls King Arthur Altria his sister?!"

Joan of Arc, Medusa, Mary, and Amadeus looked at Mo Li and Altria in astonishment. This information contained a lot!

Seeing everyone's expressions, Heidai Artoria simply explained, "We have no blood relationship, so I think Li Qiye is probably telling me that he is actually older than me."

She had also thought about this problem, and Alice provided her with this idea, which should be correct.

"Is it older than the era you, King Arthur, lived in..." Joan of Arc was even more surprised. Is this man also a heroic spirit?

It had to be a Heroic Spirit, right? How else could it be explained if it wasn't? But even if it was a Heroic Spirit, she, as the Judge, couldn't sense any Heroic Spirit elements. Could it be a living being? But how could a living being live so long? Or was he actually a god?

"Yeah." Mo Li responded, confirming what he said.

Mary exclaimed in amazement, "Such a unique identity is really unexpected!"

Mo Li asked Artoria, "Speaking of which, Artoria, what era are you in now?"

Dark Artoria said, "The Battle of Camlann was over before I responded to the call, and I was already planning to get up and walk somewhere. It was only a few seconds after I returned from that burning Fuyuki City."

"Is that so?" Mo Li nodded and didn't ask any further questions.

Medusa poked Li Qiye's weapon with her hand and asked him, "Are you older than me?"

Qi Qi's expression became a little subtle: "Probably not, but are you trying to say that you are very old? Little Medusa."

"You are old... humph." Medusa retorted immediately, then turned away with a proud snort.

"Everyone is doing well." Seeing the happy atmosphere in the team, Fujimaru Ritsuka felt quite relieved.