Dark Soul Moon

That bad premonition seemed true.

"... Please express your condolences. Knight Fahan has died in battle."

"He didn't insult the honor of the knight, he used his life to protect you."

Gildrey lowered his head, not daring to look at Joan's face.

He couldn't imagine how sad the saint would be.

"..."

Joan's sky-blue pupils lost their brightness.

Ashes died in battle.

This cruel fact hit her hard.

"Jill, who killed him?"

She held the Army Flag of Light that emerged in her hand, and asked word by word.

It is impossible for ordinary people to kill such a powerful knight.

"Saint, is the Lord of Catholicism."

Gildera still lowered his head.

"..."

Joan didn't answer.

It's just that the hand holding the military flag suddenly tightened a little bit.

When she woke up this time, her strength became much stronger.

Many miracles that were previously unavailable due to magical powers were also available.

However, he died.

This price is a bit heavy.

All because of myself.

A gloomy mood flashed in my heart, and then quickly disappeared.

Gildrey and his men dared not raise their heads.

I always feel that something terrible will happen once I raise my head.

Joan of Arc looked at the messy surroundings.

The church has crumbled.

And in the distance, there is a figure in a black robe.

She took a step.

The clothes on his body turned into white and holy armor.

Long golden hair flowed down unrestrained.

Although the weapon was taken away, Joan of Arc condensed a substitute by virtue of her own strength.

It was a military banner made of light.

The difference is that the pattern on the flag has changed to that of the sun.

The fire prevention girl lowered her head and clasped her hands in front of her chest.

The fact that she wasn't able to leave ashes made her seem a bit disappointed.

Soon, the fire prevention girl regained her composure.

At least, she knew the fact that Ashes had reawakened and left a mark on him.

The induction of the mark is vague, and there is only a rough orientation.

He put on the silver blindfold again, covering his perfect face.

When she got up, the fireproof woman saw a blond woman walking towards her.

She didn't see the other party before, but combined with the fact that the fire cocoon disappeared, she guessed something.

"who are you?"

Joan of Arc was the first to ask, in French.

Hearing the language she couldn't understand, the fireproof woman showed a little confusion on her face, and then she remembered that Karula had taught her some practical magic, such as the magic that can quickly understand the other party's language.

Soon, Joan heard that the other party did not answer, so she asked again.

The fireproof girl looked at the blond girl in front of her, who had a faint aura of first fire.

An inexplicable look flashed in his eyes.

"Me? You can call me Fireproof Girl."

she replied.