Montmorency...
Jeanne!
Where are you?
Montmorency... save me.
Jeanne!
Get out of my way!
Save me.
Get out of my way!
Get out of my way! Damn it!
You lost consciousness on the battlefield.
What an amateur.
Where am I?
Augustine's Fortress
Augustine's Fortress.
We have regained control of it from the English army amid the confusion of that battle.
It's all thanks to the maidenー
Jeanne!
Jeanne died.
The maiden is not dead.
#07 Rain and Memory in Brittany
Jeanne d'Arc and the Alchemist Knight
She lost her heart,
and her wound from the Holy Lance isn't healing.
But her head was not destroyed.
The Philosopher's Stone is just barely keeping her alive.
Jeanne is in a comatose state to avoid a complete death.
That's what I was told, though it is hard to believe.
If she's not dead, then there must be a way to save her.
Isn't that right, Astaroth?
Yes.
The mystic sword Escalibor.
It is a Philosopher's Stone with outstanding healing properties.
Perhaps if we use it...
Please wait!
Montmorency, please wait!
Even if the maiden is revived,
our troop size can no longer match the English army after the earlier retreat.
We were fortunate to take this fortress, but it can't be defended forever, either.
We need troops.
At least 2,000 reinforcement soldiers.
What am I supposed to do about that?
The mystic sword, Escalibor, is hidden in the forest of Brittany.
Your home is nearby.
There's no way the old geezer would let me borrow his soldiers!
We will retrieve the Escalibor.
You head to your home and convinceー
Hold it!
You know my relationship with my grandfather!
Still!
Still, you are the only one who can bring reinforcement troops.
Montmorency... No, Gilles de Rais.
Champtocé Castle
It was raining like this on that day, too.
Catherine.
I'm back.
Brother?
I'm sorry that I left and returned without a word.
What?
Gilles has returned?
Yes.
What does he want?
It seems like he wants to borrow soldiers.
That blockhead wants to borrow soldiers?
The grimoire from the workshop.
I'm surprised that it wasn't confiscated by the Inquisition.
We were able to bribe a bishop to save it.
I made all sorts of arrangements
so you could return any time.
I didn't have time to cry.
I didn't...
This is, um...
Old geezer!
Welcome back, Grandfather.
I will prepare your meal right away.
I hear you need soldiers.
Yeah.
How many?
Two thousand.
Very well. Take as many as you want.
On one condition.
Marry Catherine.
I thought that was called off years ago!
Catherine's family is very wealthy.
You can become wealthier than the French royal family or Duchy of Burgundy.
Who asked you to make me rich?
Catherine is my cousin!
I see.
It doesn't matter to me.
No soldiers for you, then.
You bastard! You call yourself a human being?!
Brother!
Are you all right?
Brother!
You were here, as I thought.
Who would've thought he'd still try to force me to marry you?
I'm sorry for dragging you into this.
I don't intend to burden you with the crime of cousin marriage.
Don't worry about the soldiers.
I'll think of anotherー
I don't mind.
Because I like you, brother.
Well, I like you, too.
But that's not the issue...
No!
Even if I receive God's judgment and end up in hell,
I want your love!
I want...
...to have your baby!
Don't leave me alone again.
It was raining like this on that day, too.
I'm sure you have already heard from your mother.
You'll be marrying my grandson.
I'm after the wealth that you will inherit.
Any questions?
None? Good girl.
Jean the Redbeard
plotted to marry his grandson to girls from many wealthy families.
But the fianceés who were practically kidnapped and brought here
all became frail in this tower from sorrow,
and passed away.
Have you greeted her yet?
No.
As you already know...
She's your cousin.
Cousin marriage requires many tiresome proceedings.
However, things can be made easy through fait accompli.
A-Are you all right?
I...
Starting today, I'm your brother.
I'll always protect you.
This is dangerous!
I know this forest inside and out!
Also, do you think I'd let you get hurt?
The cousin marriage proceedings didn't go well,
and I ended up living in the castle as his little sister.
Grandson of Jean the Redbeard, Gilles de Rais Montmorency-Laval...
I'll... protect... Catherine.
...became my brother on that rainy day.
Montmorency, Montmorency!
Pat my head, Montmorency!
Pat, pat, pat, pat!
All right, I will!
One at a time, okay?
She's really cute!
Can I touch her?
Hey, hold back a little!
Catherine is my precious little sister!
This is the first time I've seen see you laugh.
Yes...
Brother.
Duchy of Brittany Richemont's Mansion
Farewell.
Thanks for the report.
Montmorency is in Champtocé.
I want to see him.
But...
What would you do when you see him, Richemont?
Lord Glasdale!
Please prepare for battle!
Who wants to die next?
The great La Hire only goes easy on women and children!
No mercy for men!
You really are prettiest when you're on a rampage!
It's not your style to be brooding over your responsibility as the leader and stuffー
Use your hands, not your mouth!
We've been paid in advance, after all!
Joyeuse is a small price to pay for Jeanne.
I'm counting on you, La Hire!
Forgive me, Jeanne.
It was a mistake leaving you behind.
English punks!
You'll all pay for hurting a child!
It's just a reinforcement of a hundred mercenaries.
Aren't you guys just letting your guard down in a winning battle?
I apologize.
Noire-chan,
I believe in the healing power of your Holy Grail.
I thought you didn't have time.
Share the bed with Catherine tonight.
Then you can have all the soldiers, along with the family fortune.
You will inherit all the fortune and power accumulated
by Jean the Redbeard's schemes.
Why are you trying so hard to pass down your wealth to me?
That's the tradition of true men who are born in Reimsー
You were truly ready to kill me.
Yeah, that's right.
I'm not the Montmorency who ran off.
I haven't seen you since that night.
Nicolas Flamel.
Did you come to laugh at me?
I guess I should've killed Gilles, as you suggested.
If you don't kill him now, calamity will fall upon the world.
Nonsense!
Nicolas Flamel.
I don't believe in astrology or numerology, or whatever it is that you practice.
Gilles de Montmorency-Laval.
He is the infant with the quality of the beast,
as predicted by the apocalyptic literature.
It is still possible to save him.
Even if he became king,
there is a limit to the amount of pleasure that one can attain.
As long as he remains human,
even someone with the qualities of a demon lord,
will never become something other than human.
He's my grandson.
You don't have to tell me. I won't let that happen.
But Gilles was attracted by the realm of alchemy,
and he was attracted by something beyond pleasures of this world.
That look of his was not of a man.
It chilled even me, who has committed countless evil deeds.
Where are you going?
Brother.
I'm sorry, Catherine.
I can't marry you.
Not because it's a cousin marriage.
I promised the Maiden of Domremy...
I promised Jeanne.
Jeanne is all alone.
She doesn't belong anywhere in the world.
I'm responsible for making her what she is now.
What about the soldiers waiting for reinforcement in Orléans?
What about Princess Charlotte?
Also, I'm all alone... just like her.
I'll take the soldiers, as you promised.
You must love the Maiden of Domremy.
Love her?
Yes.
Me?
Even if you turn the whole world against you,
you still want to dedicate yourself to her.
That's what love is, brother.
I love Jeanne?
I'll tell Grandfather that I lost my virginity to you.
Then you can take the soldiers with you.
Are you all right with that?
I just have one request.
What is it?
Embrace me until dawn.
Just like that night.
I was stuck in the alchemy workshop for seven years,
And only now do I see that Catherine, you've become more of an adult than me.
It may not be possible for people to change the fate they're born into.
However, perhaps it is different
for someone who has experienced love.
That is what I am hoping.
I've done what I had to do.
You'd better handle things on your side, Alençon!
Knights! Mercenaries!
Let's go!
Our battlefield is Orléans, which will fall without us!
To Be Continued
#08 Return of the Female Saint
What if the female manager of a high school baseball team reads Dr**er's "Management?"
No one gives a crap about that,
but what if Batard had huge boobs?
That's a huge problem that would make me question my own existence!
Episode 8: Return of the Female Saint.
What do you think, Alençon?
Surprisingly useful French lesson
"I want to have your baby!"
Use it for reverse proposals!