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He was extremely anxious now, and had no way of calming down and thinking about the essence of the problem like he usually did.

But at this moment——

The black dragon-shaped pendant on the boy's neck glowed faintly.

"Pierre." Fafnir's voice came from inside.

"What's wrong with you?"

The voice of Dragon Mask made Ian regain some of his normal state.

This is another side of yourself that is absolutely trustworthy.

"Fafnir, I..."

【You told your other side what you saw and heard today. 】

【This kind of confession makes you feel a little less stressed. 】

【You realize that he is indeed a good person to confide in. 】

"A powerful magician?" Fafnir's voice was full of doubt. "Could it be that arrogant guy who calls himself Leif again?"

"No." Ian shook his head. "It's definitely not Rafe this time."

"Because this magician is a woman."

"This……"

Fafnir didn't know how to respond to this question for a moment.

After all, compared to his human face, he, as the dragon face, actually has less experience.

He thought for a while and asked again.

"Have you ever heard of such a magician before?"

"No." Ian quickly shook his head in denial.

"At least, I had never heard of such a magician before Jeanne and I left there."

"Ah."

"Then we shouldn't worry, right?" Fafnir's tone became more relaxed.

"After all, if she was really that powerful... I think the news would have spread among the armies of England and France a long time ago."

"The reputation that spread only after the great defeat makes it seem like a sinner who was found to take the blame."

That's an interesting statement.

Ian was stunned for a moment, then reacted.

"Fafnir, are you trying to comfort me?"

"It's not impossible for you to understand it this way." Dragon Face did not hide his purpose at all.

"The main reason is that I think there's no point in you being so anxious... You might as well go back to being the person who would do anything for your sister."

"I think that you are more in line with my perception."

"..."

"Correct."

"you're right."

[Fafnir's guidance will make you less anxious. ]

【You realize that there is still a lot you can do for Joan of Arc. 】

【And being anxious is the most meaningless and worthless thing among all. 】

[You calm down and start thinking about the situation at hand. ]

You figured out your purpose at the moment.

He and Joan of Arc had to cross almost half of France to return to the village of Domremy where they once lived.

In this process, you can collect information about this female magician.

After all, if the English soldiers in a small village like this know something or other, there must be some relevant intelligence in other places.

maybe--

I was actually able to piece together some information about this magician.

Ian, who had completely calmed down, set up his new goals that evening.

He wouldn't let anyone hurt his sister.

[You and Jeanne continue your journey back to the village.]

[However, what is different from the previous one is that you have a clearer goal in this journey. ]

[That is to discover the identity of the magician who claims to be able to bring victory to England.]

[But it's not as simple as you might think - almost everyone knows only the basics. ]

[Until this day, you and Jeanne came to this village. ]

【You met a girl. 】

[And her name——]

【His name is François Plehrati.】

209. The sickly purple-haired girl is approaching/Yongfei Ji/Chasing Merlin is very handsome (4k)

[Your first meeting with Pulelati was actually quite accidental.]

[It was only because Jeanne was sleepy today and went to bed early, and you wanted to collect more information about the English magician that led to this encounter.]

It was a snowy night.

Ian walked out of the room he and his sister were staying in and came to the hall outside.

Although it was late at night, there were still many people sitting here drinking and talking about all kinds of things.

They are either frustrated or happy.

But no matter which one it is, it has nothing to do with Ian at the moment.

The young man Hidden Dragon didn't care why these people were sitting here, he just wanted to collect more information about the English magician.

So--

Let's go ask the lady boss here first.

"magician?"

The proprietress placed a glass of wine in front of Ian, then pouted slightly, looking very confused.

"I'm sorry... I'm not very familiar with this kind of stuff."

"I see... It's okay."

This didn't surprise Ian.

After all, in this era, magic is as mysterious as dragons.

They do exist in this world, but not just anyone can come into contact with their essence.

Having said that, the feeling of having gained nothing still brought Ian some disappointment.

He and his sister have been to many villages, but the answer they got without exception was "I don't quite understand."

Whatever.

If there is no answer here, then just put your hopes on the next village.

I couldn't believe that among all the people I met along the way, not even one of them knew anything about the situation.

But at this moment——

Just when Ian was thinking about this, a word from the proprietress pulled him back from the edge of disappointment.

"Hey...wait a minute, if you say so, there's one person who seems to fit your description?"

"What?!" Ian was overjoyed, "Did you remember something?"

"Yeah." The proprietress nodded.

"We have only one person here—"

Before the proprietress could finish her words, a loud noise was heard.

Then the door of the tavern was slammed open, and a figure appeared there.

[It was a girl wearing a veil and a white dress.]

[She looks about the same age as Jeanne, but her expression doesn't seem to belong to that age.]

[To describe it in a more specific way, it is madness. ]

【You realize this is going to be a pretty weird girl.】

【And her subsequent performance perfectly verified your idea. 】

The girl just lifted her long purple hair, and then glanced at the people sitting in the hall with her eyes as beautiful as violet.

She tilted her head slightly, with a half-smile on her face.

"Everyone in the tavern, is there anyone who would like to try what it feels like to die today?"

"The first time is half price, and the second time is free~ Ah... it seems that no one can use it the second time? Then how about just making it completely free?!"

"Uh... sending a glass of wine is also possible~"

These words made everyone in the tavern look at the girl.

But soon, everyone returned to their previous state, as if she had never appeared.

"This……"

Ian, who had just arrived, had no idea what was going on.

The proprietress next to him was very kind and continued speaking.

"This is the magician I was talking about... She comes here almost every day at this time and says weird things like this."

"..."

Ian was speechless for a moment.

His intuition told him that there might be something very wrong with this girl who could be called a "magician".

Better get away from her as soon as possible.

however--