Welcome back everybody to the start of chapter 8 of the story. And this time I hope it doesn't take a long time to release it. (Hope I don't have to put an edit several weeks later if I delay the chapter). Also I've recently saw the new DBS movie. It was a enjoyable experience.

Anyway, let's start it!

DISCLAIMER: All the Nasuverse characters belong to Nasu and are property of Type-Moon, with the exception of the OC's that belong to me, the author.


Escaping from the dangerous situation, the big and charming chariot appeard in the middle of a small open area in the middle of the forest, away from the destroyed village that was previously known as La Charite.

Mash, Ritsuka and Peko exited out of the vehicle alongside Jeanne and followed by their rescuer servants.

"Hmmmm all clear." Mash said while analyzing the area around. "It seems we've escaped. Thank you for coming to our rescue." Mash thanked the new four servants.

"Yeah. If it weren't for you we would be finished." Peko told them.

"Oh,there's no need for that mes amies." Said the girl servant who was clearly french. "The name's Marie. Marie Antoinette." She introduced herself.

"This man next to me is the famous musician, Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart ." Marie pointed to the tall man.

"Hi! It's nice to meet you. You all probably have heard about me already. I'm happy that my works are still known and appreciated my modern humans." He said with a cheerful smile.

"Wow! No way!" Ritsuka chuckled a bit. "Never in my life I tought I would met and talk with Mozart and Marie Antoinette in person!"

"Are they that famous?" Peko asked. He wasn't getting all the joy and hype Ritsuka was having.

"They are very famous Peko." Mash speaked to him. "Marie Antoinette is one of the most famous queens of all history if not the most famous of the 18th century. As for Mozart, he's said to be the greatest and best classical musician to ever live."

Marie blushed at Mash comment whereas Mozart smiled proudly. "Hphm! Of course I am Miss Shielder. Others like Beethoven, Bach and a certain italian man can only dream to be as talented as me."

Ritsuka, Peko and Mash reacted with a deadpan face. "He's...quite full of himself don't you think?" Mash asked to the other two who silently nodded in agreement.

"Heeeey! Don't forget about me too!" A small dark pink haired girl with dragon horns and lizard tail approached them. "I am everyone's favourite idol and hungarian countess, Elizabeth Báthory!"

No words came out of Ritsuka's mouth.

"So? Why the silence? D-don't tell me you didn't heard about me!" Elizabeth said in the verge of tears for not being possibly recognized.

"No,it isn't that." Ritsuka simply said. "I..was just expecting Elizabeth Báthory to be more of a fully grown woman. Not a kid."

Elizabeth fell to the ground hearing those words. "Seriously?! That's what bothers you?!" She yelled comically.

"N-no! It was kinda of unexpected, that's all." Ritsuka explained a bit nervous.

Mash then remembered something. "Now that we're talking about that, of all the servants of the Dragon Witch that were surrounding us back there, one of them was a woman that gave me that sadistic vibe of Elizabeth Báthory."

Elizabeth's eyes frowned. "The hag that you saw was my older version." She told them in a more serious tone. "She's way more ruthless than me and totally different. She's quite dangerous."

"Ok, that's a bit weird." Ritsuka replied.

"Well, there's already two Jeannes in this Singularity, so two different versions of the same person isn't something new already." Peko tought.

"Then I guess I'm the last of the introduction here." A light blue haired girl with the same height as Elizabeth and holding a fan while wearing a kimono catched Ritsuka's group attention. "My name's Kiyohime. Pleasure to meet you." She opened her fan, covering her mouth.

"Oh yes, I remember! Your Kiyohime from the famous folklore of Anchin and Kiyohime. I've heard that story quite some couple of times." Ritsuka said, remembering of how popular the folklore was in it's national land.

Kiyohime was pleased by Ritsuka's reaction. "Hehehe that's right! Good to see you've heard of me a lot Anchin-sama!"

"Of course! It would be a shame to me has a japanese to not know it at all." Ritsuka said happily. "Altough I'm not sure if I should feel safe hearing the 'Anchin-sama'" He whispered to himself, smilling nervously.

"Why's that Ritsuka? Is it something bad?" Peko asked to him.

"The folklore consists in her loving a man called Anchin but he didn't loved her in return. It was an unrequited love. She got so angry over that, that she transformed in a demon-like serpent and burned him with a bell." Ritsuka said lowly to Peko, not wanting Kiyohime to hear it.

"Wow, that's...messed up." Peko reacted.

"I guess we should introduce ourselves too." Mash put an hand in her chest. "My name is Mash Kyrielight. Nice to meet you."

Ritsuka followed Mash's introduction. "Ritsuka Fujimaru. Last master of humanity."

"And I'm Peko. Pleasure to meet you." Peko said last.

"Hm? No surname?" Mozart questioned him, noticing how Peko didn't have a last name compared to Ritsuka and Mash.

Peko cursed his amnesia in that moment. "I...don't remember." He said, slowly rubbing his head.

Marie felt sorry for him. "Oh poor kid. It must be a very harsh situation for you."

"Well, I hope to get some things cleared by the end of this journey." Peko told her. "Also, it makes me feel k-kinda bad for being the only one here who doesn't know a single one of you." Peko was embarassed for not knowing anything of such famous individuals. It made him feel like a straight out ignorant.

"Don't worry kid! You have memorie problem so you get a pass." Elizabeth tried to cheer him.

Peko didn't know if that was supposed to let him feel better. "Huh...thank you?"

"Wait a moment." Ritsuka looked around, as if he was looking for something. "I guess not everyone was introduced.

"What do you mean Senpai?" Mash asked.

"Where's Jeanne?"


Some distance away, Jeanne was leaning on a tree while looking to her own hand. On the battle with her Alter self, Jeanne's emotions sparked something that she never tought to feel again in her life or to ever have felt.

"Did...did I succumbed to hatred back there?" Jeanne wondered, not knowing how she let that emotion control her so easily. It was hard to remember the last time she felt like this.

"Is this how anger feels like? Is this, how she feels?" Jeanne closed her hand in a fist. Jeanne thought that perhaps Jeanne Alter was right. Perhaps Jeanne was indeed in denial of her darker emotions.

"So,we may truly be the same..." Jeanne lowered her head, her eyes being shadowed by the hair. "Am I really capable of all this evil? To be this vengeful?" Jeanne just felt like she didn't knew herself anymore.

"A soul is never pure."

A chill went down Jeanne's spine. That voice. The voice she heard when waking up. She was hearing it again. But it was not the familiar voices of what she supposed to be angels during her childhood years. It was something more somber.

"Y-you again! Please tell me, who are you?" Jeanne turned around, seeing if the voice was coming from any direction. It wasn't. The voice was totally coming from her head.

"A flawful balance that dooms peace."

"What are you saying? I'm not understanding at all." Jeanne tried to comprehend the words the voice was telling her. What was the meaning of it. Like if a thunder hit her, Jeanne writhed in pain, hold her head and fell to her knees on the ground while grunting in pain. "Hrgh! W-what's with this headache all of a sudden?"

"Where there is light, there is darkness. Same goes for good and evil. Polar opposites that reside within us."

Jeanne felt like her head was about to explode at any moment. "Light? Darkness? What does it mean?!" Her frustration only grew more and more. Who was the voice? The pain came more agressive as she tried to think more and more in doing questions. Jeanne just couldn't handle it anymore.

"Gyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!! What do you want from me?!!" Jeanne yelled to the ground as she couldn't handle the pain anymore in her head.

So it stopped.

Jeanne was sweating all over her face and panting. The pain, as well as the voice, went away just like that. Jeanne couldn't believe on what happened. Did the voice really existed or she just imagined it?

"Jeanne!" Another voice, this time one that didn't came from her head, called her out. From the trees to her left, Mash came out with the shield, expecting to encounter enemies. Right behind her came Ritsuka, Peko and the new servants. They all seemed worried to some degree. Reaching torwards the saint, Mash realized that there were no enemies nearby and kneeled to talk with Jeanne.

"Are you ok? We heard a scream." Mash referred to Jeanne's scream, not knowing the actual context behind that.

"I-it was nothing, no need to worry. It was just a simple enemy who tried to attack me by surprise." Jeanne lied, deciding it would be better to maintain the voice stuff to herself.

"Why you were here alone in the first place?" Ritsuka wanted to know the reason for Jeanne leaving them shortly after escaping Jeanne Alter.

"I..." Jeanne didn't knew what to say. She wasn't very found of lying, but also didn't want the others to know about the experience she just had. Their focus should be totally on the Dragon Witch, and not some voice in her head.

"Look, I also saw what happened back there with the village must have been hard for you." Peko told her, thinking he might known the reason for why Jeanne was alone. "What happened to the civilians. Your mother...it was probably hard for you to watch." Jeanne understood what he was saying. Her mother's death seemingly made an huge impact on Jeanne.

"So,if you wanted time to grief your loss, I respect that." Peko never knew personaly Jeanne's mother or saw them interact, but he knew that when the village was utterly destroyed, he saw how heartbroken the saint was.

"Yeah, it was that..." Jeanne decided to take a chance on Peko's wrong take of the situation even if it wasn't one hundread percent wrong. Jeanne also felt guilty and unsettled with her mother's death. "I just needed sometime alone. I didn't want you to see me in such a sorry state."

Marie walked torwards her. "No problem mademoiselle Jeanne. Seeing the famous Jeanne D'arc in person is was always one of my dreams. Also, nobody's perfect. There's no harm in crying sometimes." Marie comforted her.

"That is very true indeed. No matter how famous or talented or powerful we are, we still have flaws." Mozart added. "Except my music of course"

"If something's troubling you, you can tell us. We're in this together after all." Ritsuka smilled to the saint, who smiled back to him.

"Sure. Thank you for the support." Jeanne got up from the ground. "Sorry to go away without telling you nothing. It won't happen again." Everyone nodded in response and decided to walk back to where the chariot had transported them.

As they were walking, Mash noticed that Peko's face was of someone who was thinking about something. "What are you thinking about Peko?"

"Nala." The boy responded immediatly. "I made sure to her, that I would rescue her. I need to. She's my sister." Peko said in a firm tone, determined to save Nala.

"Sure. And we'll be there to help you too." Mash also wished to save Nala. Ritsuka probably had the same thought. She was part of the group too and altough they just knew the siblings for a short time, they wouldn't dare to leave one of them behind.

"Thanks Mash. I just hope she's ok." Peko told the shielder.

"I'm sure she is Peko. She won't get hurt that easily.'


"Hurghf!" Nala slightly groaned as her back hit the wall behind her with a bang and coughed a bit of blood. No bones broke by luck. Jeanne Alter was true to her words. She was making sure Nala regretted her decision of ruining the Dragon Witch plans. After arriving to the castle, Jeanne Alter dragged agressively Nala to the cell and once inside, the Dragon Witch started her brutal assault of punches and kicks on Nala's body.

"You just couldn't keep quiet, could you brat?" Jeanne Alter, with the wound on her nose healed, continued the clobbering as she kicked the girl's stomach. Nala's body was marked with bruises,on the arms, legs, back and mainly one on the face slightly above her right eye. Blood was also oozing from her head and shoulders.

"Hope you don't do that again, or it will be worse." Jeanne Alter threatned coldly. "Understood?" She demanded to Nala. Yet, no response came from her lips. Only silence as the witch stared at her captive breathing harshly on the ground.

"Damnit! Hope I didn't went hard enough for her to die. A dead body will service me of no good." Jeanne Alter tought, immeditaly turning around. "I'll come back to heal those wounds. Don't try anything stupid."

"Y-you're...a coward..." Jeanne Alter had barely took one step to exit the cell has she heard Nala provoke her. The witch slightly turned her head, staring at Nala with slight frustration in her eyes.

"Come again?" She asked menacingly. Jeanne Alter couldn't believe Nala still had the gall to mock her after such beating.

"No,I won't...!" In an effort, Nala raised her head to face Jeanne Alter. "You've...heard perfectly at first..." Nala showed a huge smug smile to the witch, her white teeth stained with a bit of blood. She smiled even with tears flowing down her eyes from the pain on her whole body. "You brag about...how cruel and vengeful you are...but deep down...you couldn't even face your own mother!" Jeanne Alter left eye twitched upon hearing Nala mention her mother.

"What the fuck are you saying brat?" Jeanne Alter pondered if Nala was wanting another beating. The Dragon Witch wouldn't tolorate any mockery from a person she had just beaten up.

"I thought...you would personaly kill your mother while tormenting her for being unable to do anything to save her daughter...After all...you are that vile right?" Nala's smug wouldn't dissapear as she watched Jeanne Alter slowly get angry. "My whole body hurts. It hurts so much! But...I can't let her break me down. I have to be resistant. I won't let this hag use me as her puppet for personal goals. Even if you break my bones, I won't submit to you!"

Nala continued her taunt. "You knew she was there...didn't you? Yet...you just decided to kill her swiftly with the rest of the village. Why?...Were you afraid of confronting her? Does she scares you...because it brings memories of a happier life before?" Nala caught Jeanne Alter's teeth clenching as well as her eyes launching a more violent stare. Nala took the mental note that Jeanne Alter was quite the easy person to anger...just like her a little. "Heh! 'Dragon Witch'? What a joke..! You're just a petty and angsty young woman who was too afraid to face her own mother!" Nala spoked the last phrase higher, to make sure Jeanne Alter heard it clearly.

And it worked. Jeanne Alter was ready to break every teeth and bone of Nala's body. "You fucking little bi-"

"Master! Sorry to interrupt you but we spotted soldiers charging torwards the castle!" The voice of a young man stopped Jeanne Alter in her tracks. The man in question was at the door. He had short white hair and blue eyes and he was wearing a full dirty-brown trenchcoat with white patterns on it.

Jeanne Alter sighed annoyed. "Seriously, again?! Does the bodies out there on the walls doesn't scare them? Anyway, I guess my sword could use a little bit of training. Go now! I'll be there in a second!"

The servant obeyed and went away. Jeanne Alter also decided to not stay here any longer, since it would be a waste of her time.

"You were lucky brat." Jeanne Alter told Nala with venom on her words. "However, keep behaving like that and I'll call Assassin-Berserker to fix that problem. She would definitely enjoy it." And with the warning, Jeanne Alter left the cell, leaving Nala alone with her bruises.

"Nphm! Bitch witch..." Nala whispered. Thankfully for the girl, she now could rest and be grateful that her wounds weren't enough to kill her or put her unconscious. Altough she feared of not having them treated. Nala hoped they would be merciful enough to at least tend to her wounds since Jeanne Alter still had other plans for her. They would probably send a healer of some sorts to her.

Nala spent some few minutes silently wondering and thinking about Peko and the others, as well as her chances of trying to escape from here. She would be lying if she said that being captive in a poor lit cell wasn't boring. She couldn't even walk around the room because of the stupid chain. But as long as she knew her brother and friends were safe, she would still cling to hope and not let being bothered by her small prison.

Then, when she less expected, a noise started to sound in the middle of the air. Static noise. Nala was confused, trying to find where the noise was coming from. "Hm? Am I hearing for real or just imagining? No, I couldn't be going insane that fast could I?"

As Nala was questioning her mental health, an hologram appeard in front of her. One that made her heart feel joy and tranquility.

"Phew! It was kinda hard to establish contact due to the magical interferance of the area but I finally maneged to do it." Said Romani. Nala was super glad to see a friendly face again in this place of terrible people.

"Dr. Romani! It's you!" Nala would jump from joy if it wasn't for the fact that her body hurt. Still, she was happy to see him.

"Ah Nala! I'm also glad to-" Romani frozed when he saw the condition Nala was. "W-who did that to you? Nala your condition looks horrible! I-"

"I know Dr. It wasn't brutal enough to kill me thou. I'm fine." Nala said with a weak smile.

"But those bruises and blood. You need medical assistance. If only I was there..." Romani lamented.

"No problem Dr. I'm sure they'll send someone to heal me. The Dragon Witch plans to make me her 'servant' so to speak." Nala informed Romani.

"Is that so? Now it makes sense why you weren't killed already. Glad to at least know she plans to keep you alive." Romani said with a bit of relief.

"Yeah. It buys us more time thankfully." Nala suddenly reminded something. "Also, how are the others. Are they ok? Is Peko alright?" Nala asked. She knew they had escaped but wanted to know if they were safe at this exact moment.

"Yes they are Nala. No need to worry. All pf them want to rescue you. Specialy Peko." Romani smirked saying his name. "He really wishes to save you."

"I know." Nala let out a little smile. "He's a good person. Even after I...said those things..." Nala remembered how angry she was at Peko for coming with them in the beginning and the words she said to him after their first encounter with a wyvern. She knew she was mean to him but she feared of what could happen to her brother. And she still does. Deep down Nala wants to believe that Peko will become stronger. She wants it for his own good.

"I know you said those things not out of spite, but out of care and fear for his safety." Romani told Nala, seeing how the girl was sad. "Siblings always care for each other. And I bet Peko understands that too. The reason for him wanting to rescue you, shows exactly that he didn't interpret those words as pure vitrol. He knows you just want to keep him safe."

"And yet I'm the one who needs rescue." Nala let out a giggle. "Kinda ironic really. But, I think I shouldn't have got that angry on Peko. I'm also no better than him. I'm here because I'm weak." Tears started to form in her eyes. "How can I protect someone, if I can't protect myself?"

"H-hey please, cheer up Nala. You were up against a strong foe. It happens that sometimes,you will hit against a wall that will be difficult to surpass." Romani told her. "But doesn't matter the adversity as long as you are able to come out stronger."

"You really think that Dr.Romani?" Nala asked, whiping off the tears.

"Yes I do Nala. Life is full of these ups and downs. It's up to the person to surpass the lowest lows and reach the highest highs." Romani said.

"I see. Sorry for looking miserable in front of you Dr." Nala smiled.

Romani nodded a "no" with his head. "No need for a sorry Nala. I'm just happy you aren't dead." He said with a moderated happiness. "Just by any chance, do you want to tell me something so that I can pass it to Ritsuka and the others?" He asked, knowing that the news of Nala being alive for now would rise their moral.

"Oh, yes please!" Nala almost shouted in a hurry. "Tell them that I'm ok and can't wait to reunite. Also, tell Peko I feel sorry for how I talked to him yesterday, and that we will defeat the Dragon Witch together and that-" Suddenly, Nala started to hear steps coming from the hall. "Someone's coming! Quick Romani, turn off the signal!" Nala said in a low but anxious voice.

"Right! Understood! Roger! Be safe Nala!" Romani spoked fast as he quickly typed on his keyboard and in a instant, the hologram of Romani dissapeard. Right in time as the door of the cell opened. A woman with long purple hair walked in. In her hands she brought what seemed to be bandages and a dish.

"She's the one they send to heal me?" Nala could tell the woman looked more benevolent and friendly than everyone she saw here. Was she another prisoner?

"Hi, how you doing?" The woman asked gently. Nala realized that this woman wouldn't mean no harm to her.

"Hum, took quite the beating and my body hurts a bit. But overall I'm still good thank you." Nala answered politely.

"Please, it's bad to lie girl. A body in a state like that couldn't ever be good. Let me patch those wounds." The woman gestured Nala to get closer so that she could apply the bandages on her.

"O-ok then." Nala approached to the woman. "She's nice and pretty too. Finally someone in here that isn't evil or a creep." Nala wanted to know more about her recent visitor. "Hm, excuse me for making this question but, are you a prisoner or a servant of the Dragon Witch?" She asked as the woman finished applying the bandages on her head and face.

"I'm one of the Dragon Witch servants. Now please stay quiet." The woman ordered nicely. Nala did as she was commanded and the violet haired servant summoned a large staff in the format of a cross. She put both hands together as if she was about to pray. A green glow emanated from her body.

"Miracle" Upon casting the spell, Nala felt all the pain from her bruises and cracked bones dissapearing. She was stunned by such magic. Her body was almost completely healed.

"W-wow! That's amazing! But why the bandages if you would do that anyways?" Nala asked.

"Well, they'll do the rest. What matters is for you to rest now and recover." The woman grabbed the dish and the spoon. Looking closely, Nala saw that it was soup. "Also, I bet you're hungry. You haven't eat nothing for some time am I right?"

"T-true, but I can take care of myself. There's no need to feed me like I was a baby or something." Nala told her embarassed. "Also why are you treating me so nicely?"

"Because even if I am being controled by the Dragon Witch, I can't stand watching an innocent kid being treated badly and tortured." The woman poured the spoon into the soup. "My name is Martha. And I want to make sure you're treated with some decency. I was only ordered to heal you but secretly managed to get a soup so that you won't be starving."

"So you can also help me escape?!" Nala almost shouted, being filled with hope that she had found an ally in Martha.

Unfortunately that would be way to good to be true. "No, that I can't do. It would be utterly against my master's whishes. All that I can provide you is some food as long as my master doesn't find out."

Nala frowned sadly. "Thanks either way Martha. Bringing me food is already good enough."

"So please let me feed you." Martha took out the spoon from the soup, waiting for Nala to eat it. Nala was still reluctant.

"Hmm, is it really necessary? I can feed myself." She said trying to hide her embarrassment.

"Hm, let's see. Your arms are bound behind your back and unless you know how to hold a spoon with your feet, I don't think you are capable of eating all by yourself." Martha said skeptical.

Nala sighed in defeat, knowing that what Martha was saying was true. She needed help to eat at this moment. Also her stomach was roaring a bit. "Ok. Guess you are right. The soup seems warm at least."


"So you're saying that the servant's affinity is like rock,paper,scissors?" Peko asked to a hologram of Da Vinci. The night had fallen and the group had built a camp to stay there. During that time, Mash discovered a leyline with the help of Romani and made connection to the rest of Chaldea by the creation of a Summoning Circle. Meanwhile, Da Vinci would lecture both Ritsuka and Peko about servant affinity.

"Yes, that's right Peko! Sabers have advantage against Lancers, Lancers have advantage against Archers and Archers have advantage against Sabers." Da Vinci explained. "Altough that won't always mean that a Saber will always win against a Lancer. It also depends of skill and such."

"That seems interesting. It's kinda reminds me of some games I used to play" Ritsuka commented. "I imagine a battle tournment beetween servants. It would be cool."

"Who do you think would be the favourite class to win the tournament Ritsuka?" Peko asked curious.

"I don't know exactly, I guess every class as it's op servants." Ritsuka said.

"Well, it would obviously be someone from the Caster class." Mozart entered the conversation. "We are after all, a class full of creative people and powerful wizard capable of conjuring quite the spells."

"Now that you say about it, Da Vinci is also a caster class servant." Ritsuka smiled.

"Yeah! I bet she would clean the floor with other servants!" Peko said enthusiastically, looking at Da Vinci alongside Ritsuka.

The happy stares of both boys was making Da Vinci blush. "P-p-please boys, control your expectations. I know I'm great and a genious but I also am aware of other servants capabilities."

"Sorry to tell you all, but it would most definatly be a Lancer to win the tournament." Elizabeth smiled convinced, joining the talking.

Kiyohime laughed at that. "No if it depends of you." She taunted.

"What are you trying to say eh? That I'm weak?" Elizabeth angrily stared at Kiyohime.

"No. That you are stupid. And weak too." She smiled arrogantly.

"You big fat snake! Do you wanna pick a fight now?!" Elizabeth shouted at Kiyohime.

"I won't, otherwise the fight would end to soon for you." Kiyohime continue her mocking altough she was a bit bothered by Elizabeth now.

Mash went to separate them. "Please calm down you two. It's not the time for trash talking." She said, putting herself in the middle of the two girls.

"Yeah I would agree. Like god, their voices are unberable to hear, even more so when they behave like this." Mozart criticized them, believing that the voices of the two was kne of the most unpleasent things he ever heard.

"Hey what are you talking about!? My voice is beautiful!" Elizabeth yelled at Mozart, making the musician as well as Ritsuka and Peko to cover their ears.

"Yeah...quite the beauty." Da Vinci said sarcastically. "Oh and Peko, Ritsuka, Mash. I bet you would want to hear this." Da Vinci called the trio.

"What is it Da Vinci?" Mash asked.

"Hehe, Romani was capable to contact Nala. She's alive and well." Da Vinci smiled by giving the news.

The three smiled of joy.

"Oh thank god! That's good to hear!" Mash expressed her happiness, with Fou appearing on her shoulder.

"Fou, fou!" The animal excalimed happily.

"You're happy too, aren't you Fou?" Ritsuka picked Fou up. "Wait for us Nala. As the leader and master of this group, it's my responsability to save you."

Peko was the most happy of them. "Sis is alive." Peko looked at his own hand before closing it. "We will look for Dad together." Peko looked at Da Vinci. "Also hum, Da Vinci if possible, I want you to tell something to Nala if you and Romani happened to contact Nala again."

"Oh, tell me please." Da Vinci accepted the favor.

"Tell her, that we will be defeating the Dragon Witch together." Peko told to the italian artist.

A bit in the distance, Jeanne and Marie were watching the whole group interacting with each other. "So you're rogue servants eh?" Jeanne asked to Marie.

"Yep. I guess this Singularity summoned us here because of the other servants corruption at the hands of the Dragon Witch. We're here to fight them off." Marie told the saint.

"So you think there are more servants around France that may help us?" With more servants on their side, the more chances they would have of taking down her dark part. That's what Jeanne tought.

"Oui. Also, I think I know who Saber-Berserker may be." Marie revealed it to Jeanne.

The saint was caught off guard by Marie's afirmation to know one of the Dragon Witch servants "Really, who?"

"I'd say it's Chevalier d'Eon. A very notorious knight during my time. It's just the face and the way they wield the sword. It's so similar for what I can remember."

"Well, at least we can use that information to our advantage. Thank you Marie." Jeanne wasn't completely happy however. "If I still had my Ruler abilities, I could have discovered their identity sooner. I'm feeling useless."

"Oh mademoiselle Jeanne, don't doubt of yourself like that!" Marie didn't like seeing Jeanne down. "The Jeanne D'arc I knew is a warrior woman who never doubt of herself even for a second!"

"I really must have left a mark on France for having tales of mine being told to a queen like you Marie. But, those are just tales you heard." Jeanne said. This last days have been bad to her.

"And? You still conquered Orleans and led the French army to victorie right? That's what matters. In my eyes and of many french folks, you'll always be a hero, regardless of what you think of yourself."

Jeanne smiled a bit. Everyone could have the smae optimism as Marie. She was needing it.

Marie had an idea. "Hey I know. Why don't you tell me the times of your childhood? It must be interesting!"

"You want to hear it? I don't know. It isn't something out of the ordinary." Jeanne tried to make Marie lose interest.

"Of course I want to hear it! I always wanted to know how the life on the countryside feels like." Marie insisted. "It must be awsome to have some free time. My life was always around schedules and people of importance expecting the most from me and bonds beetween kingdoms stuff. So please tell me, how diffrent is the life from the camp?"

Jeanne just sighed and smiled. Being near her made the saint feel better. She wouldn't mind keeping the talk with her. Simply put, she enjoyed Marie's company. "Oh,it's very different Marie. I don't even know where to start..."

To be continued...


And that's the end of chapter 8. This one took some of my energy to write it. Like I've been writing the end of the chapter for 4 hours straight. But at the end feels nice and another step made. And it also comes more sonner than expected, so it's nice.

Jeanne feeling sad and conflicted but Marie is there to cheer her up because FRIENDS.

Jalter is really ruthless and doesn't play around when she tells you will regret something. Nala found this the hard way but thankfully for her Martha is still keeping her modest saintly traits of being a caring person.

And the rest is discussing who is the best class beetween rock,paper,scissors and other extra objects.

That' all I wanted to say, and see you next time in chapter 9! Peace!

Random Note: Now with the chapter done I'll enjoy the rest of my day and the night watching the 2nd batch of Stone Ocean. I hate how Netflix ruined the hype thou. JoJo fridays were essencial man :( Hope they don't come anyway near SBR when it becomes adapted.