I'm Just Playing The Game, I Don't Want To Create A Mythic Recovery

After the shock, everyone including Charles VII felt admiration in their hearts,

The vast majority of common people, facing the king's rewards, first want to be a nobleman, because in the Middle Ages when blood was paramount, a title represented territory, power, and dignity.

The second is wealth, wealth that can never be spent.

But like Joan of Arc, when faced with the king's reward, the first thing that comes to mind is to exempt the tax from her hometown. Let alone in today's world, even if you open an ancient book and look back at thousands of years of history, it has never happened~ ,

"Okay, Miss Joan of Arc, in the name of the king, I will permanently exempt the taxation of Donglei Village, Loga Heights." Charles VII waved his hand, fulfilling Joan of Arc's wish.

The girl from the Loga Heights also returned the gift, "Thank you, His Majesty King Charles VII, your generosity will always be remembered by Donglei Village,"

Afterwards, Joan of Arc attended the celebration banquet, chatted with Charles VII and many noble marshals, and then left the luxurious palace.

after she left,

Charles VII still didn't fully express his joy in his heart, and continued to have a luxurious carnival, dancing with his wife, but at this moment, the Duke of Dunoy came to his side and said something in his ear. The face of Charles VII, who was crowned as the new king of France, changed drastically, and he asked in disbelief:

"You, are you serious? Your Excellency, Duke of Dunoy, are you sure?"

"Yes, I am sure, Your Majesty

The Duke of Dunoy nodded his head and said in a deep voice: "Whether it was on the Orleans battlefield or the Reims battlefield, I am not the only one who saw it. You only need to do a little research to know the result.

Charles VII couldn't help rubbing his temples with a headache, as if he knew something unbelievable and was very troubled by it.

"Okay, I see, Your Excellency the Duke, you go out first, I have to think about this matter carefully."

In the palace of luxury,

Charles VII didn't know that there was a holy being involved from the beginning to the end. He was wearing a white monastic uniform, his hands were attached to his body, and six pairs of wings of light stretched behind him, but he used the power of the kingdom of heaven, He hid his figure so that no one could find him,

yes,

He is the Vice-Prince of the Kingdom of Heaven, the Commander of the Legion of Angels, Michael the Godlike,

"The doubt in the human heart is like Pandora's box. Once the lid of doubt is opened, it cannot be closed again,"

"Charles VII,"

"Although you don't express anything now, and you don't seem to care about the future trajectory of Joan of Arc, but the connection in your heart has already appeared, and the next military action will inevitably be strongly hindered by Joan of Arc,"

"As fate would have it,"

Yan Xiu in front of the game console said that, he really has the potential of a magic stick, and then he showed a smile again, "The eldest wife has already left for an appointment, so I will hurry over to trigger the dialogue plot"

"Hey hey, card game bugs, fraudulent history, it's really exciting to think about it.

Then he manipulated the game character "Archangel of the World", quietly left this luxurious palace, and went to St. Remy's Cathedral where the two parties agreed to meet.

On the way to St. Remy's Basilica,

Joan is in a good mood. She is not attached to power or wealth. Instead, she is very concerned about her parents in her hometown. Now that King Charles VII has issued an order to permanently exempt Donglei Village from taxes, it is understood. one of her thoughts,

Now, the saint who saved the country from the Luojia Heights is more concerned about the new oracle that Archangel Michael will convey.

"I don't know what kind of guidance the lofty 'God' will send down.

At this time,

Suddenly, a black shadow appeared beside Joan of Arc, and the surging demon power swept over her, which made her startled at first, but when she saw the person coming, she quickly smiled again, "My future me, why did you come here?" here?"

The expression of Blackening Joan of Arc was not so relaxed, but looked very serious instead.

"Are you going to meet Archangel Michael next?"

Joan was a little strange, but still nodded, "Yes, His Majesty Michael is in St. Remy Cathedral, and he will deliver a new oracle from heaven."

The blackened Joan of Arc came to her side, "Shall I go with you?"

"go together?"

Joan was very surprised by this. In her impression, the future self refused to admit that she had let go of her hatred of 'God', so she was very resistant to the Archangel Michael.

I always hide as far away as possible, thinking that this is the first time that I have offered to see Him like this now,

...asking for flowers...

However, Joan was very happy that her future self would be by her side, so she readily agreed,

On the way to St. Remy's Basilica,

Joan couldn't help but asked curiously: "My future self, you have always been able to avoid seeing His Majesty Michael, why did you change your mind this time?"

Blackening Joan of Arc did not answer this question, but asked,

"Remember our ultimate fate?"

"Of course I remember..." When she said this, Joan's expression was startled, and she suddenly thought that in the future, she would be betrayed by her comrades in arms, betrayed by the king, and burned to death at the stake.

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Looking at the dignified blackened Jeanne beside her,

I suddenly understood something in my heart,

"Are you worried that the oracle to be conveyed by His Majesty Michael is related to the tragic fate we are destined to meet?"

Blackened Joan nodded, and said: "God has already written the fate of the world, and named this book 'History'. In order to avoid deviations in history, God will definitely correct possible mistakes in it, and The archangel Michael is most likely God's right hand to correct mistakes,"

Jeanne glanced at the blackened self beside her, and suddenly smiled,

"You're worried about me, aren't you?"

"This is related to our ultimate destiny. Can you focus on the key points?" Blackening Joan was a little annoyed. If Bai Joan was not her past self, she would have to turn around and leave immediately.

Joan of Arc looked at the twinkling stars in the sky, but showed a relieved smile, "It's okay, the future me, in fact, after knowing the future destiny, I have already accepted it.

"After all, God fulfilled His promise and led France to victory."

"God owes us nothing."

Cathedral of St. Remy.

When Yan Xiu saw two beautiful figures, one black and one white, walking in bathed in the starlight, he was a little surprised. He didn't expect not only the eldest wife, but even the younger wife to come.

A voice full of holiness also sounded from the mouth of Archangel Michael, "Joan of Arc in the future, I didn't expect you to come here with me.