D-Damn you!
Ship in the Sky!
F-False utopia...
A world without gods...
cannot be allowed to exist!
We've been chosen.
Not by the gods, and not by destiny.
You've chosen me, and I've chosen you!
It must be something that can't be achieved alone.
It's meant to be achieved together.
Our eternity exists in the world that we will change!
I-Impossible!
Your time is over.
We'll create this world with our own hands!
Humans will write their own history...
My work here is... done.
#12 In This Wonderful World
Jeanne d'Arc and the Alchemist Knight
You mere humans want to create your own world...
Your own utopia?
I will not allow it!
Absolutely not!
Mur d'Air!
Montmorency, give me elixir!
All right!
I've secured your wrist with Mur d'Air!
Go, Jeanne!
Face your demise!
He wasn't as strong as we feared.
Yep.
It's over.
God bless France!
God bless the saint!
God bless Princess Charlotte!
King Solomon, Clovis I, Otto the Great,
Jesus Christ, King Arthur...
Maybe you two can achieve what none of the other Ulysses that I guided could...
Ulysses Noire?!
It's not over.
Nothing is over yet, Philip.
No. It's over, Father.
If France were to win this battle and their princess crowned,
England would be in a tough position,
as would Burgundy which assisted them!
You must eliminate the root of trouble while you can!
Kill the white Ulysses.
I can't!
She's Montmorency's...
Kill them, my daughter!
No!
You will never be with Montmorency.
But that girl...
I can't let that happen.
No... Don't...
Shoot me!
Please!
Put an end to my living hell!
Please!
Glasdale...
You missed again?
No, it was right on target.
I finally completed a worthwhile mission.
Did you see that?
Ulysses, and gods...
What's happening with this battle?
Lord Talbot!
You want us to retreat?!
Yes, that's the order from Lord Bedford.
The Tourelles complex has indeed fallen.
However, the French army must be in tatters.
We can still fight!
Yes, of course!
I have no doubt in my mind that our hero, Lord Talbot, would be victorious...
...if this were an ordinary battlefield.
Our enemy's morale is at an abnormal level.
They're all fighting like martyrs.
It would be very taxing to fight them.
B-But if we were to retreat,
the story of maiden Jeanne's reputation and glory will become a legend.
Perhaps, it will become a part of French history for all eternity.
This is what Lord Bedford has to say about that...
"It won't be that way."
It means he has an amazing strategy
to prevent that from happening to the white Ulysses!
And you are the important fighting capability we need to make that happen!
We can't risk losing such an important asset.
Don't be ashamed and retreat!
Yep!
Very well. I will trust Lord Bedford.
Okay!
We have confirmed the retreat of the English army.
Looks like it's over... for now.
Orléans will not forget about this miracle until the end of time!
For all eternity!
Let's celebrate, and designate today as a day of thanksgiving!
Please make me your wife!
I wouldn't mind just being a concubine!
Please spend a night with us!
Batard-sama!
Stay away!
My heart already belongs to Alençon!
Oh, is that why you're cross-dressing?
That's love! That's true love!
Ladies, that's a misunderstanding!
Just think of it as saving me!
I can't believe this!
Mercenaries like us were nuisances no matter where we went,
but now the girls are all over us!
Well, good for you.
Make sure to do your business while you're still popular.
Whoa! Hold on there!
You'll always be the one I care about the most.
I'll forget about the baiser with that punk Montmorency.
Come on! Spend the night with me today.
Aren't you eating too much?
I've been getting abnormally hungry ever since I became Ulysses.
Excess fat usually goes to my breast, but there's a limit.
This must be a side effect of Joyeuse.
Damn you, Montmorency! Where have you run off to?
Explain what's happening to me!
Are you trying to turn me into a pig?!
I didn't have any other choice!
The Philosopher's Stone would've killed La Hire if I didn't baiser her then.
It was simply a replenishment of elixir, and nothing more!
Do you understand?
I understand.
You want La Hire to be your second wife!
No! That was never what I intended,
and Catherine only became my wife as a formality!
I explained it to you countless times!
Is that how a saint should behave?
Jeanne!
I thought we'd never meet again!
I'll never leave you again.
You're hugging me too tightly! I can't breathe!
You can just kiss me on my cheeks! This is embarrassing!
Then let me kiss your belly.
Oh, my! Such a cute belly!
You're tickling me, Charlotte!
Not my belly!
We can't let the nobles see this.
La Hire, we can't thank you enough for saving Jeanne and Montmorency.
Tsk, I would've preferred land over a medal.
Montmorency.
Yeah.
I will give you the title of General of the French Army.
Huh? Me?!
I'm happy with just being an alchemist.
No, that's not good enough.
To have a truth or continue fighting...
The nobles in the palace have yet to be united.
I'm certain they'll try to conspire against Jeanne again.
It's for you to protect Jeanne.
Montmorency, starting today,
you are the highest ranking commander of the French army.
General Gilles de Rais.
Fine, but on one condition.
Try your best to make up with Richemont.
I-I know! I've already practiced begging for forgiveness!
What are you doing?
Are you going to leave without telling us?
I-I don't need your permission to leave.
How can the Guardian of the Philosopher's Stones just abandon the stones?
I'm no longer fit to be a guardian.
I couldn't even predict the opening of Babylon's Hole.
I almost let you and Jeanne die.
I was totally helpless.
You opened up the path to the future on your own.
My usefulness has ended.
Now, I'm useless.
What's the deal? This isn't like you.
"Useless" is the word for insulting me, right?
Don't you think my existence is creepy?!
Are you stupid or something?
I audaciously ordered you to create a utopia on our first encounter,
and I knew about the existence of Babylon's Hole and Enlil...
Why aren't you suspect of my true identity?
You fool! Moron!
Hey, Astaroth.
No matter how much you master alchemy,
time cannot be regained once it has passed.
In the end, the past is nothing but an illusion.
The present is the only time in which we can live.
Montmorency...
I stopped your time when you were still a child.
But Jeanne must have moved the clock's needle forward.
If...
If you'll allow me to...
I want to stay and see you and Jeanne write history.
Sure. Please watch over us,
from the VIP seat.
By the way, what was that illusion of the beautiful girl all about?
She's...
Venus, the goddess of love and war, is always right beside you.
What is she to you, anyway?
Oh, maybe she's your sister?
You're such a...
Paris
The seventy-two demons from an alternate world.
I wonder if it is related to the legend of the famous King Solomon.
No matter.
They have been vanquished, right?
Who knows?
Gods are not my expertise.
One other matter, about your partner...
Is it true that she fell into the Loire River and is missing in action?
Yes.
You're hard to read, aren't you?
You'll have another mission soon.
Sharpen your arrows and wait for my orders.
Yes, sir.
It should've been destroyed.
It is not possible to destroy this helm, which bears the power of Holy Grail.
In other words, you cannot escape your fate.
Now, Philip, take the helm.
I refuse.
W-Wait.
Come back, Philip!
You have already sinned as Ulysses Noire. There's nowhere left for you to go.
Oh, I see.
You think Montmorency will forgive you?
Of course.
I'm sure he would be able to gently take my tainted hands.
But you know, Montmorency belongs to Jeanne.
He will never be yours.
You'll never be able to watch over them by their side.
Right?
Even so...
I'll fight my weakness!
It was a big surprise.
It was a surprise for me, too.
I was a heretic, and now I'm suddenly the general of the French army.
It's just absurd.
I'm not talking about that.
It's the fact that you brought her here.
Oh, she insisted on meeting you.
Jeanne, my marriage to my cousin
is only to pass control of this family's...
Please...
If Montmorency is crying alone...
When that happens...
please be the one to cheer him up, Catherine.
I had a dream.
The sky was blue, and there was a gentle breeze.
The sounds of military horses trotting,
and of swords clashing were nowhere to be heard.
The war must be over.
When I listened in, I heard the sound of someone laughing.
In the dream, I knew...
"However, Jeanne is no longer in this wonderful world."
Having a hard time sleeping?
No.
Did you have a bad dream?
Come on. Let's go, Jeanne.
Yeah!
Orléans was liberated, and the English army retreated a great distance.
General, please announce our next strategy.
We will cross the Loire River, and advance towards Reims!
We'll crown our princess, and make her the true queen of France!
Yeah!
Allow me to help!
Sister!
Lady Richemont!
Richemont...
Will you allow me to tag along?
She can, right?
Of course she can, right? Right?
That's a very good offer, but...
Huh?
This isn't a question that a general can answer.
So what do you say, Your Majesty?
I already gave the title of general to Montmorency!
If you're fine with that, then you can come with us.
I'm honored by your words.
You've become a real knight, Montmorency.
I hope so.
Take me to the Cathedral de Notre-Dame!
As you wish, Princess.
Head out!
Hey, Montmorency.
Hmm?
Wanna make a baby?
Let's do it!
Let's make one tonight!
Montmorency! How could you?
Why are you mad at me?!
Jeanne, please don't say things like that with a smile!
We can't make one!
What? We can't? Even with a baiser?
You'd already have lots of children if a baiser could give you a baby.
I don't really know how to make babies.
You would lay your hands on such a small girl?
Again, why are you mad at me?!
Then say "I love, love, love, absolutely love Jeanne."
Love?
Isn't that a bit too much?
You don't love my tiny breasts, as I thought.
Fine, fine.
I love your flat chest, Jeanne.
The flatter the boobs, the better, since there's no excess!
A flat chest is the best!
Oh, is that right? Only my breasts?
You don't care about the inside.
You were after my body from the start!
Where did you learn to twist my words like that?!
Actually, inside is what I really love about you!
Okay, is there anything you want me to do?
Please, Jeanne... Don't be upset!
Then give me a baiser!
The following June,
the French army defeated the English army in the Battle of Patay.
A month later, Charlotte was crowned in the Cathedral de Notre-Dame,
and she became the official ruler of France.
Surprisingly useful French lesson
Wanna make a baby?
Use it to ask someone to make a baby together!