Dark Soul Moon

Joan of Arc handed over the sword representing the supreme command of the French army to Guildray.

She tied her long blonde hair back into braids.

Because when I met him, I was still a village girl with braids.

"Jeanne, you want to..."

Gildera's body trembled, but he didn't say much.

"It's time for me to go and go back to my hometown."

"I will leave the matter of the Church of the Sun to you and Sheila. I have already recorded all the miracles I have mastered."

Without hesitation, the girl left.

Only her faithful lieutenant witnessed this scene.

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Chapter 110 Angel Faith

one year later.

A young man stepped into the village.

He once fought with his saintess to save France.

Then the saint didn't care about fame and fame. After the war, she immediately gave up all her status and power and returned to her hometown.

After dealing with the relevant affairs, the young man followed in the footsteps of the saint and came to her hometown.

"Hello, do you know Joan of Arc?"

He grabbed a villager and asked.

When the villagers were pulled, they just wanted to get angry.

Then he saw the sincere expression of the young man and the coins handed over in his hand.

Immediately, the villagers showed a confident look.

"Coincidentally, I just met Joan of Arc. I belong to her father's second uncle's brother's uncle..."

The villagers opened their mouths and blurted out a lot of nouns to show their close relationship with Joan of Arc.

"Chong!"

After catching a glimpse of the slightly unsheathed sword at the young man's waist, the villagers' expression turned serious.

"...Second uncle's younger brother. I'll take you to the place where the saint lives."

He walked in a hurry, obviously wanting to show the hospitality of Domremy, so that the stranger could feel the helpfulness of Domremy.

Soon, the villagers brought the youth to a small church outside the village.

"No, the saint is inside."

He pointed to the chapel.

At the same time, his expression became serious.

"Don't disturb the saint, otherwise you won't be able to get out of Domremy intact."

Although greedy for money, the villagers respect Joan of Arc very much.

Because he has received help from Joan several times, especially the first time, when the village was attacked by Burgundian soldiers. If it wasn't for Joan, he would have been killed long ago.

Seeing that the young man didn't have any malicious intentions, the villagers were willing to take him to the place where the saint was.

"Then I'll go first, boy."

The villagers patted the young man on the shoulder heavily.

"Must be respectful. Otherwise..."

His clothes were unintentionally rolled up a little, revealing his bulging muscles.

The young man didn't care about what the villagers said, but his eyes showed excitement.

He finally found the saint again.

When I came to the door of the chapel, I was about to knock on the door when a holy female voice came from inside.

"Come in, Jill."

Gildrey paused for a moment, then he carefully opened the door and walked into the church.

Entering the church, the decoration is very simple.

Except for some wooden chairs, there is only a goddess statue in the front.

It was a majestic goddess, and the clothes on her body were carved with golden patterns of the sun.

A blond female figure was facing away from him.

The other party was kneeling on the ground at this time, with his head bowed, as if he was praying.

"haven't seen you for a long time."