Type-Moon Traveler's Enemy

Mo Li brought Atalanta back to the small town they had been in before. At this time, the French soldiers defending the city had won a tragic victory and were cleaning up the battlefield.

The officer, whose left hand was missing a pinky finger, opened the door to greet Mo Li. Seeing him return safely, he gave a tired smile, "Respected strong man, thank you for your help. By the way, who is this person on your back?"

After confirming that Atalanta was holding him tightly, Li Qiye freed his right hand and said, "She is the archer, and now she is my prisoner of war."

"It's that archer enemy!" The officer's face suddenly changed, and he immediately put his hand on the hilt of the sword. If Mo Li had not just saved the people in their city, he would probably have drawn his sword and chopped him down.

Mo Li looked at him coldly: "Only I have the qualifications to deal with her. I'm going into the city to buy some things and then leave."

Atalanta rested her head on Mo Li's shoulder and looked at the officer calmly.

Strictly speaking, Mo Li's behavior is no different from what Atalanta did just now. The elimination of the singularity means the correction of this world.

After the singularity is repaired, the memories of the living will be erased, and the dead will die in other ways. In short, it will definitely return to a normal era, well, normal on the surface.

Anyway, as long as it doesn't cause trouble to future generations, it's fine, just like the people of Uruk remembered Jingu during the interlude of Xiao Enmu, but it's meaningless. It's too far away for future generations, and Uruk is also extinct, so just treat it as a rumor.

This is also why Atalanta said that Mo Li's actions killed an entire world. The forcibly corrected world follows the inevitable historical development, rather than being a history derived from itself.

Feeling Qiqi Li's cold gaze, the officer smiled bitterly. "...Respected strong man, we have no intention of offending you. If the people in the city knew that she was the one who shot our soldiers just now, it would definitely cause unrest in the city. If you need anything, just tell me directly and I will arrange for someone to buy it."

"Okay, thank you for your help. Do you accept gold here?"

"Respected strong man, you just saved an entire city of people. We will provide you with the supplies you need free of charge."

Mo Li nodded, then told him all the supplies he needed.

The officers did not hesitate at all, perhaps because they were afraid that concealing the truth would cause unrest in the town that had just experienced a bloody battle, so they moved very quickly.

Soon, three carts of supplies were sent out of the city and placed in front of Mo Li, along with a carriage.

"There's no need for a car." Mo Li said, and with a wave of his hand, a large amount of supplies were collected into his own space.

Seeing the boxes and supplies vanish into thin air, the officer gasped, "Is it a magician?"

"No." Mo Li said, then flew away with Atalanta on his back.

The officer looked at the figure rapidly disappearing into the sky and exclaimed, "He can fly! This must be a magician, right? Could he be a god?"

Mo Li brought Atalanta to a mountain top not far from the town. When his divine power swept over, a hole naturally opened up on the top of the mountain. Then he began to take out the furniture and arranged it. After putting Atalanta on the soft bed, he came to the cave entrance. As the god of land, he activated his ability to directly refine a stone door at the cave entrance, and then opened a few windows around it to make windows.

After arranging the entire cave, Mo Li turned on the light he had brought from the modern era, took a chair and sat beside the bed, then asked Atalanta, "Okay, we'll be staying here for the time being. There are still some things I need to ask you."

Atalanta hugged the quilt and looked at him and said, "What is it? I may not tell you, I may not know."

Mo Li asked, "I want to know if there are any strange people in this world, such as those who know things they shouldn't know in advance, or do strange things."

"Hmm..." Atalanta thought for a moment, then suddenly remembered something: "Speaking of which, the saint who summoned us gave us a strange order. She actually told us to kill a Frenchman directly if we encountered him. No need to waste time, just kill him directly. This is the only strange thing I know."

"Oh?" Mo Li became interested: "Did she tell you why?"

Atalanta said seriously, "Well, she said that before she was burned at the stake, a French man appeared before her and said that if Joan of Arc would marry him, he would save her from being burned at the stake. This made her very angry, and Joan of Arc, of course, refused him, so he left in anger. Before leaving, he scolded her for being ignorant and pretending to be holy when she was about to die."

At that moment, Mo Li was certain that the other person was most likely a time traveler or a reincarnated person: "This incident doesn't align with history, and that person sounds very strange. Please tell me some information about this person."

"it is good."

Atalanta explained everything she knew. It was not surprising that the evil Joan of Arc ordered them to kill the Frenchman when they saw him. The other party's behavior was completely a landmine.

Mo Li felt that it was more likely that the other party was a reborn person.

Atalanta added, "By the way, that big-eyed Gil said he did some research, and it seems that man betrayed France and the Saint's army, so he is now enjoying wealth and honor in the English camp."

Mo Li said, "Really? Following the historical trend, as a Frenchman, he didn't stand on the French side, but simply betrayed himself and stood on the other side to enjoy wealth and glory. I really don't know what to say... Is the other party in France now? Or has he already reached England?"

Anyway, this description can directly rule out Hengfei Ji.

Atalanta said confidently, "He is now in France. Because of the reappearance of Joan of Arc, England is also shaken, so he was allowed to come here with his forces."

"Do you know the approximate location?"

"I don't know. If we knew, we would have killed him immediately."

Mo Li asked again: "Do you have anything that the other person has used, such as clothes, tableware, or quilts used for sleeping?"

If he had these things, he could also kill them according to the cause and effect.

Atalanta expressed confusion: "No, what would we collect those for?"

"...Okay." Mo Li had nothing more to say. He even suspected that these guys had never really taken the hunt seriously, because if they had the intention to hunt him down, they should have collected something by following the clues, but Ta Miao said they hadn't.

Then what else is there to say? There is nothing. Mo Li is not powerful enough to directly lock onto the opponent's ability based on description.

Mo Li said, "It seems I have to carry you on my back and search for that person on this French land."

"Ah? What do you want to do with him?"

"Because I want to kill him too."