Their commission was suspicious.

Chen Luo also witnessed this scene.

To be honest, after thinking about kidnapping Shakespeare to write novels for his sister, Chen Luo suddenly had the idea of ​​collecting all the historical Servants.

Chen Luo immediately rejected the idea.

To achieve that level, you'd have to take over Valhalla.

Since that's the case, let's just grab some Servants according to Abigail's interests.

Although Abby doesn't have a strong interest in music, Amadeus can't miss it, or he'll have to wait a long time.

Dr. Roman: May I ask how to sign a contract?

Magical Girl Teriri: Just drink this. Since he's so excited, we don't need to sign the contract.

Chen Luo looked around and, finding no one paying attention, quietly slipped a vial of reagent into his talent panel.

Although some people might have caught a glimpse of Chen Luo's movements out of the corner of their eye, when they looked at Chen Luo, they found him sitting upright, lost in thought.

"Is this really a legitimate potion?" After receiving it, Amadeus was extremely confused by the seemingly incomprehensible potion.

"Drink it or not, it's up to you. Anyway, it wasn't my favorite Servant who died. That's what that magical girl Teriri said," Mash muttered, repeating what was displayed on the screen.

"While the magical girl Teriri has indeed helped us a lot, I think these matters really need careful consideration. Mr. Amadeus, why don't you let Chaldea study this potion first?"

"Forget it, it doesn't matter. What's there to be afraid of for a Servant, for a dead person?" Amadeus said with a helpless shrug.

Yes, for a Servant who has died and been summoned again, especially one who is summoned together with his former marriage partner, this is a once-in-a-millennium opportunity, isn't it?

What could be more painful than losing this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity?

Having figured this out, Amadeus uncorked the vial of reagent and drank the contents in one gulp.

Mashu also considered trying to dissuade her, but Gudara stopped her.

“Mash, if this is Mr. Amadeus’s decision, it’s best to respect it. And although I’ve never met the magical girl Teriri, I have a gut feeling that he’s a good person. I believe he wouldn’t harm Mr. Amadeus,” Gudako said.

Magical Girl Teriri: I saw it. Don't bother me anymore, I'll go and take care of the other side for you.

Dr. Roman: Okay!

After watching Amadeus drink the doll mark, Chen Luo nodded in satisfaction.

That wasn't orange juice. Orange juice requires the addition of faith, but a simple doll imprint doesn't.

The reason for using the doll imprint was that Chen Luo suddenly remembered something else, namely the issue of urging the manuscript to be completed.

If the relationship is simply established through a contract, Amadeus might have time to slack off, but if Amadeus is turned into a puppet, then Amadeus will have no way to delay his work!

Are you still trying to delay the deadline?

I'll lock you in a dark room and you're not allowed to come out until you've written 10 songs!

Ten songs a day!

Inspiration? Material? Let other puppets do the work for you!

Hundreds of thousands of dolls (the vast majority of which are dolls from the Empire of Akame ga Kill!), everything you see and hear will be gathered into the group network. Isn't that enough for your creations?

As for how to resolve Mary's situation...

Magical Girl Teriri: Are you there, Great, Beautiful, Powerful and Wise Dragon Witch Jeanne Alter?

Jeanne Alter squinted as she watched Marie Antoinette defeat Sanson, the executioner who had once executed her, with her own strength.

Jeanne Alter originally thought that Sanson could defeat Mary on his own, after all, Sanson was the executioner of this queen who knew nothing of human suffering.

However, fame is also a very important factor in battles between Servants.

Almost everyone in the world knows the queen who said, "If we can't afford rye bread, why not eat cake?" But almost no one remembers the executioner who brought about her death.

“This is the third one already. The more anticipated someone is, the sooner they are eliminated. It’s ironic.” The Dragon Witch stepped forward and looked at Marie Antoinette, who had just defeated Sanson.

The first two to leave the stage were Saint Martha and Lancelot.

The most favored candidate was naturally Saint Martha, after all, she was a saint.

"Perhaps the two vampires you hate the most will be the ones left last. Hello, Miss Dragon Witch, you're quite late."

Even when facing enemies, Mary maintained her politeness and grace, just like a lady attending a banquet.

"Did he escape? That's outrageous." After not seeing the other Joan of Arc, Black Joan of Arc curled her lip.

“No, you’re wrong. She set off with hope.” Mary shook her head.

"So what if there's one more Servant? How foolish. Speaking of foolish, you who chose to stay are just as foolish. Are you really that eager to indulge in the sense of mission to protect the people? And it is you who were hurt by these very people you were protecting, who were pushed to the guillotine and had your head chopped off amidst the laughter of the crowd!" Jeanne Alter didn't understand, Jeanne Alter truly didn't understand.

"Alas, I'm disappointed. Does this so-called witch not even understand this simple principle? I was indeed executed, ridiculed, and despised, but even so, I have no reason to take revenge on them..." Mary looked at Jeanne d'Arc Alter with some disappointment.

During their private conversations, Marie gained a deeper understanding of Joan of Arc, the Servant.

But Jeanne d'Arc Alter's performance was disappointing.

"Furthermore, what you just said has made me even more certain of one thing. I say, [Dragon Witch], what is your true identity?" Mary asked directly.

"...Shut up!" A dragon's roar came from behind Jeanne Alter.

"Noble Phantasm activated, [My love for glory endures forever]!" Faced with Jeanne Alter's loss of composure, Marie decided to seize the opportunity to launch an attack.

Mary went up and typed "gg".

Even though Mary's fame during her lifetime has enhanced her from a frail girl to a Servant-level fighter, it's still quite difficult to put her in a fight against Jeanne d'Arc Alter.

Mary was known as a pretty face during her lifetime, while Joan of Arc was known as a brute.

With Jeanne Alter having both the Holy Grail and Fafnir's assistance, it's no wonder Marie Antoinette has no chance of winning.

Seeing Mary lying on the ground, too weak to fight any longer, Jeanne Alter raised her longsword.

Besides the flagpole, Joan of Arc also had a sword.

Therefore, the same applies to Jeanne Alter.

"Beep beep beep!" Just as Jeanne d'Arc Alter was about to deliver the fatal blow, she heard the phone she had picked up vibrating wildly, making her waist itch slightly.

"Why is this so annoying?" Even when Jeanne Alter took out her phone, she had the urge to just destroy it and erase all traces of it.

However, remembering that if she destroyed the phone, it would return to the Chaldea group, Jeanne Alter suppressed her impulse.

The phone kept vibrating and never stopped.

Jeanne Alter suppressed her anger and glanced at the chat history on the phone.

Upon seeing the message filled with praise sent by Chen Luo, Jeanne Alter's anger dissipated by more than half.

Jeanne Alter noticed that, perhaps because of the battle just now, the seal on the phone camera seemed to have fallen off.

Teriri the Magical Girl: I saw it. Could you please not kill Mary yet?

"What?" Jeanne Alter said with a look of disgust.

You think I won't kill just because you tell me not to? Wouldn't that make me, the Dragon Witch, lose face?

Magical Girl Teriri: Let's do business.

"What kind of business?" Jeanne Alter became interested after Chen Luo brought up the deal.

To be honest, Jeanne Alter was quite interested in the items Chen Luo was selling. Although his items were certainly not as powerful as the Holy Grail, it was undeniable that some of them were really interesting.

For example, the bread knowledge related to writing.

Jeanne Alter originally wanted to learn to write through her own efforts, but firstly, she didn't seem to have time to practice writing seriously, and secondly, although learning to read made writing much easier, it was still quite difficult.

Magical Girl Teriri: Sell me this loot Servant in front of you, and you can ask for anything you want, but it must be of equal value.

"Are you very interested in the Servant before you?" Jeanne Alter glanced at Mary, who had been rendered powerless by her own powerlessness, with great interest.

Marie is currently pinned down by Fafnir's claws, and escape is out of the question.

Mary didn't have any special artifacts for escaping, and her magical energy was almost completely depleted.

Teriri the Magical Girl: Of course, after all, she's the famous Queen Mary. My favorite thing to do is collect things. I even collect bottle caps.

"If we follow your logic, it's fine if you collect useful Servants, but what's the point of collecting her? Is it because she's pretty?"

"If you were a man, I could accept that your lower body influences your thoughts, but aren't you a woman? Right, magical girl Teriri?" When mentioning this name, Jeanne Alter deliberately raised her voice so that Marie, who was being trampled under Fafnir's feet, could hear it.

And indeed, as Jeanne Alter had predicted, Mary's expression upon hearing this name became quite fascinating, encompassing, but not limited to, shock, disbelief, and a range of emotions.

Has the magical girl Teriri defected to the enemy?

No, that's not right. Or rather, was the magical girl Teriri originally an enemy?

Marie Antoinette's mind began to go haywire.

Seeing Mary's current expression, Jeanne Alter couldn't help but feel pleased.

After all that nonsense Mary just spouted, she still dared to question who she really was.

Isn't it obvious who you are?

Magical Girl Teriri:......

Clearly, although Jeanne d'Arc Alter was given common sense by the Holy Grail, she doesn't understand one thing: you never know what kind of monster is sitting across from you at your computer.

Perhaps being scammed online is a traditional skill of Type-Moon;

Magical Girl Teriri: If we're talking about beauty, how can Marie compare to the beautiful, elegant, and graceful Dragon Witch Jeanne d'Arc? I just don't want to miss an opportunity. Anyway... how about we make a deal?

"That depends on what price you can afford." Hearing Chen Luo's praise, Jeanne d'Arc Alter was pleased.

Kids are so easy to please.

Teriri the Magical Girl: Memory Bread That Allows You to Write.

"Not enough." Jeanne Alter wasn't stupid.

Magical Girl Teriri: Plus, I'll give you a 8% discount on your next purchase.

"At least 4% off." Jeanne Alter understood that when bargaining, you had to cut the price in half.

Magical Girl Teriri: Deal.

"...How do I do this?" Although Jeanne Alter suspected that she might have offered too much, she decided to give Mary to her, considering that this magical girl had praised her for a long time in the past.

Anyway, there's no point in keeping Mary by my side.

Teriri the Magical Girl: Just give her this to drink.

Chen Luo glanced around and, finding no one was paying attention to him, added another Doll Mark Potion, the same one Amadeus had drunk, to his talent panel.

"What's this for?" Jeanne Alter asked curiously as she held the vial of potion in the sunlight.

It looks delicious.

Teriri the Magical Girl: This thing allows Mary to be instantly teleported to my side when attacked after a period of time following its consumption. Isn't that amazing?

"Oh? After a while, I'll be teleported to your side whenever I'm attacked?" A thought flashed through Jeanne Alter's mind.

Magical Girl Teriri: That's right.

After all, the idea of ​​doll markings is just too futuristic.

Besides, there's no rule that says you have to reveal all your secrets when doing business with someone.

"I see. That sounds amazing." Jeanne Alter nodded, then uncorked the bottle of reagent and slowly walked to Mary's side.

Magical Girl Teriri: Of course, this stuff is made with an exclusive formula that only I can produce, how could it not be amazing?

Just as Mary was about to fight back to the death, she discovered that Jeanne Alter did not hand the reagent to her, but instead brought it to Jeanne Alter's own mouth.

"Then...Teriri the Magical Girl, if I drink it and am attacked, could you teleport me to your side?"

Jeanne Alter came to mind a good idea that suited her identity as a witch.

That means teleporting to the side of the magical girl Teriri, and then revealing the true colors of their scheme, like draining the pond to catch all the fish!

Magical Girl Teriri: Holy crap, what are you doing?! You can't drink that! Put it down right now!

"The more eager you are, the more I want to drink," Jeanne Alter sneered.

Are you scared?

Teriri the Magical Girl: Grandma, please don't drink this! This is really not for you. Okay, put it down.

"Hahaha, although I don't know what you look like, the more anxious and hurried you are, the happier I am." Holding the potion with the stopper already opened, Jeanne d'Arc Alter laughed heartily.