The English army advances.
The French royal court escaped Paris and relocated their royal palace to Chinon.
Princess Charlotte stood atop the royal court.
The king suffered a sudden death, and his direct male descendants
have fallen, one after another, in the war.
As a result, the princess, a woman, ascended to the throne.
Responsibility and loneliness weigh heavily on her shoulders.
Charlotte calls out the name...
the name of a friend with whom she exchanged a promise.
Montmorency...
A saint?
Yeah.
Me?
Yeah!
#03 To the Scheming Palace
Jeanne d'Arc and the Alchemist Knight
"France will be saved by a girl!"
That's the rumor spreading all around France.
The female saint savior is the talk of the town
in Paris, Reims, Rouen, and just about everywhere else!
What about this town?
I have a good news for you!
It's not just a rumor!
Of course, it's just a rumor.
But such a rumor would spread only because everyone in France is thinking
that the only people who can end this war
are those blessed by God.
God has not abandoned France!
Archangel Michael was sent to our world
and has chosen a female saint as savior!
No one would believe that!
People tend to believe what they want to believe.
They want a female saint to save them.
And if that saint was born as a peasant who could speak for them,
how happy would they be?
Allow me to introduce her!
This girl is the savior of our country!
I'm counting on you.
God commanded the maiden, Jeanne,
"You must save France."
"End the war that has lasted eighty years."
A fairy?
No, I've never seen or heard of a winged fairy!
Does that mean...
It's an angel!
Yeah, that must be Archangel Michael!
Th-Then that girl is the rumored female saint?
If we gain the support of the people along the way,
it would be hard for inquisitors to label Jeanne as a heretical witch.
Yep.
Looks like you have more talent as a con artist than as an alchemist.
It's all thanks to the archangel.
An angel?!
I'm the queen that stands above all fairy tribes!
My existence is far greater than an angel!
You sure are tiny for such a great existence.
Don't pat on my head like that!
You think a slave like you can tame me?!
Now that you've become an elixir factory,
you can no longer become Ulysses.
Yet, I continue to keep you as a slave,
so you should show more gratitude!
Damn! She's just too cute!
Your addiction to small girls is a legitimate disorder.
Maybe you should see a doctor...
La Hire was also...
Until her hometown was burned down and she lost everyone she loved,
she was a little girl named Étienne.
Must have reminded her of the time when she wasn't taintedー
You've got some guts calling me tainted!
Huh?!
Th-That's not what I meant...
Montmorency!
What is it? Why are you still awake?
Um... I have a request.
Hey, I consider myself to be your older brother.
Little sisters can feel free to ask anything from an older brother.
Really?
Yeah.
Are you really, really sure?
Yeah.
Then can you give me a baiser?
I've felt so hot inside, ever since we left the village.
My throat is all dry.
I was holding back the whole time,
but I can't stand it any longer!
I want some elixir!
Th-This is a side effect of that idiot breaking the Philosopher's Stone in half.
Under normal circumstances,
elixir replenishment is only needed once every few years or few dozen years,
but it looks like Jeanne needs it every time she activates
and uses up the power of Ulysses.
In other words, every time she turns into Ulysses,
she'll need a baiser with Montmorency!
W-Wait!
I can't!
At least do it where others can't see us.
Come on! Open your mouth, Montmorency!
Montmorency, you bastard!
You pervert! Lecher!
Don't blame me!
We have to pass through the forest!
Don't just stand there, Montmorency!
You have to protect Jeanne!
Considering how we've been preaching around everywhere...
It's not a surprise that the Burgundy troops would be after us!
All right! Let's go, Jeanne!
Y-You...
It was so sweet and delicious, Montmorency.
I'll hold them off.
You can only stay as Ulysses for three minutes.
Don't forget that.
We won't stand a chance fighting her head-on.
However, she can only remain as Ulysses for three minutes.
She wouldn't take a life, huh?
Count La Tremoille.
What is it?
We have received a letter for Princess Charlotte.
The sender's name is "Montmorency."
Say it again.
What is the name of the sender?
It's Montmorency...
I'll keep that.
I'll ask Charlotte to confer knighthood upon Jeanne.
A female saint allying with the exiled government
will boost morale for the army and citizens.
There may be opportunity to end the war.
Montmorency sure has some wild ideas.
Who would've thought he was acquainted with the princess?
Just who is he?
Montmorency?
Sorry. It's been seven years since I last saw her.
I'm sure she'd understand if you explained why you couldn't see her.
After all, you're friends!
Thanks.
But I'm nervous, too.
Will the princess really appoint a peasant like me as her knight?
What do you think, Montmorency?
This way.
Um...
This way.
Ow...
Damn! What's going on?
You're...
Richemont?
Uh, um...
Your majesty!
Ah... This time, it's a self-proclaimed saint, huh?
Self-proclaimed prophet, self-proclaimed alchemist, self-proclaimed mage...
Many self-proclaimed saviors have made their way here.
Then they knelt before the body double, embarrassed themselves,
and proved that they possessed no power.
No one will save France...
or me.
Nice to meet you. I'm Jeanne.
I'm from Domremy Village.
By the way, why is someone other than the princess sitting on the throne?
She saw through the body double!
Is she really a saint?
No, it can't be...
Let's see...
Oh, you must be the princess!
Please, make me a knight!
It's been seven years.
I've heard rumors that you escaped on your own from the English army.
I thought you became a general under Charlotte's command after that.
What are you doing here?
I vigilantly investigated wrongdoings within the army.
As a result, I was loathed by many corrupt nobles,
and ended up here for nonexistent crimes that I committed.
You've always been like that.
Too serious and turn everyone against youー
Why?
Why didn't you come save me?
Kill me.
I like the look in your eyes.
We're no longer strangers.
Become my knight.
I accepted his offer.
France would be annihilated at this rate.
Someone will have to play the role of a conciliator.
That's what I thought.
However, Henry V, who took me in, fell ill and passed away.
My plan was ruined.
I returned to France as an English knight.
Then...
"Regardless of my death, turn all of France into an English territory."
Those are the king's last words.
Don't make me repeat myself.
There will be no peace negotiations.
We'll need Princess Charlotte to be overthrown.
But...
By the way, Lady Richemont, why don't you become my wife?
Huh?
Wh-What are you saying?
I am about to conquer all of France...
No, even the heavens.
You shall be conquered by me, as well.
That little girl in the battlefield sure has grown.
Damn you!
Guards!
I escaped the English army.
Even if I'll be labeled as a treacherous knight,
I had no other choice.
Richemont...
I believed that you would be the one who would save me.
Why didn't you come save me?
What is the matter, ma'am?
Grand Chamberlain of the palace, La Tremoille.
I sensed something was wrong with him, but...
Something is happening in this castle.
It must be why Montmorency suddenly disappeared, too.
Who would've thought the rumored archangel was a rare fairy?
How did you know the one on the throne was a body double?
The princess's breasts were bigger, even compared to La Hire.
That's what Montmorency told me!
You know Montmorency?!
Huh? That's strange...
We're here because we gave a letter to the gatekeeper,
and the princess gave us permission to enter.
I didn't get that letter.
Where's Montmorency?
W-Well, he disappeared somewhere.
I'm really in a bind.
I see.
He ran away.
Of course he did.
He must be too ashamed to see me.
Your majesty?
He abandoned me, just to play around with alchemy at a workshop.
He must have already forgotten our promise.
Montmorency isn't someone who would break promises.
I never knew alchemy would consume my sense of time.
I know that's not even an excuse.
I'm a piece of trash that couldn't save you.
But please believe in this one thing.
We were chased all around France by inquisitors,
and we pathetically ran away the whole time.
But it wasn't because I was scared to die.
I had to keep our promise...
Let us swear an oath!
We will...
...even after we graduate from school...
...remain best friends forever!
To make sure we'll be friends forever,
and to end the war, which will get in the way of that...
That's why I kept running,
and that's why I came to this castle.
I haven't forgotten that promise.
Okay? Please have faith in Montmorency.
Your majesty?
I see... He lost sense of time.
Then I can't blame him.
Like hell! I can't forgive him!
He has no idea how lonely and scared I was!
If he knew, he wouldn't expect me to still have faith in him.
No one helped me.
Even my mother abandoned me!
Your majesty...
No!
I'm impressed you reacted in time.
But your arm has been disabled.
You think you've won because you broke my arm?
Identify yourself.
I'll need your name for your burial!
I'm Maugris. It's just a nickname, though.
I got rid of my real name when I became an assassin!
You're a monster disguised as a girl!
Is this your first time fighting to the death in a confined space?
It's not the same as fighting outside!
It's a whole different game!
No!
You can't even kill a little girl without protecting yourself in armor?
Then I'll just have to crush your dirty armor, along with that iron hammer!
If the metal plate was a bit thinner,
I would've squashed your ugly innards!
The Domremy girl reached the time limit, as scheduled.
Where are you?
Who's there?
I have sinned, your majesty.
Richemont...
You!
Long time no see.
I see. So you're the one who intercepted my letter to Charlotte.
La Tremoille.
I see you're alive and kicking, step-brother.
I left the fighting to that man,
and I was waiting for her to calm down.
Someone...
Please quiet down.
I have no business with you.
My employer only ordered me to...
obtain the Philosopher's Stone.
To Be Continued
$04 Who Was the Promise For
There is correlation between the shape of breasts and personality.
General Richemont has a pointy personality, as are her breasts.
Princess Charlotte is selfish, as are her breasts!
Philip the Good's breasts should be good.
Episode 4: "Who Was the Promise For."
Philip's breasts must really be something!
Surprisingly useful French lesson
"Give me a baiser?"
Use it when you want a kiss!