The Giant of Light is Still on the Way to Find Home

In the British army, there are indeed a small number of magical girls and holders of the power of Suzaku.

But compared with the hexagonal krypton gold warrior Joan of Arc, the Kryptonian warrior on the opposite side is obviously not qualified.

If Joan hadn't been so ruthless, and helped them purify the filth of the soul gems every time she defeated them, with their fighting strength, they would have degenerated into witches long ago.

It's just that after several victories in a row, people in the French army became emotional.

Because the blood of the royal family is extinct, and there is hope to defeat the British, who will enjoy the biggest piece of cake after the victory?

This kind of thing, even if you think about it with your ass, you can know that it cannot be resolved in a peaceful way.

At that time, it wasn't that the greater the military exploits, the more hopeful they were.

But the stronger the private army, the more hopeful it is.

For this reason, the great nobles all began to preserve their strength and passively challenged the battle.

Knowing the news, Joan of Arc almost didn't cry on the spot.

Because of this, she fully recognized the ugly faces of these great French nobles.

It is better to rely on yourself than to rely on the sky and the earth.

Joan of Arc was forced to mature, and decided to set up a base in the countryside to win the support of the farmers.

It wasn't until this time that Joan suddenly remembered that the bag in her arms was the last bag given to her by the principal.

The first kit was used in the arsenal of the French army, and a large amount of ordnance was obtained directly.

The second kit was used in the last great war to convince the commander of Gilles de Ray.

As for the third kit.

Joan took out the third golden kit from her bosom.

After carefully opening it, Joan unfolded the parchment inside and was stunned.

She couldn't really believe what was in it.But with the idea of ​​using a dead horse as a living horse doctor, she called the fat pigeon given by the principal, and tied the parchment and a letter of her own to the letter box on the pigeon's leg, and then put It flew out.

She had expected to wait a long time before hearing back.

But only a week later, the same fat pigeon flew into the barracks.

Joan almost didn't think that the pigeon had just circled around and returned.

Open the bamboo tube, it is a very formal letter.

And an official credential - from the Eastern Roman Empire.

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Rome, is glory.

Whether it is Western Rome or Eastern Rome.

For the countries established by these barbarians, they all have a feeling that they are unattainable.

So it is also an honor to be recognized by Rome.

The French girl did it, and she was considered by the emperor of the Eastern Roman Empire as a representative of French courage and faith, and she wrote a letter with a seal to express her greetings.

When this news came out from various channels, the confidence and authority of the French nobles were disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The army is mutinying, the officers are mutinying, and the villages are defecting.

The nobles who expected to be as immovable as a mountain and respond to all changes with the same change, this time they fell.

At this historical juncture, the French train went to another fork.

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Under the setting sun, the yard looks bright and tidy.The sheepfolds by the west wall were whitewashed with lime, thick straw curtains were hung on the gate, and thatch firewood was piled up to the eaves by the east wall.

Along the base of the wall is a rather spacious brick house with a pot and stove at the door. Although it is a little out of harmony with the whole yard, it is clean and tidy.Under the cover of flowers, plants and trees in the courtyard dam, there is a small sidewalk paved with stone slabs.

In this rather scorching season, Ying An was lazily lying on the armchair with the book in his hand placed on his lap.

The breeze in the forest swayed, sending a light fragrance to his nose.

A bright red fruit fell from the crown of the tree and landed in his hand.

He rubbed the fruit against his body leisurely, and with a click, he bit off the fruit, revealing the white and delicate flesh inside like a girl's catkin.

"When will you let me die?"

Cornelia Chinner.

The woman who simplified the proof of her existence in this world into the two characters C·C asked him.

After Ying An carefully chewed the fruit in his hand, he raised his head.

The woman in front of her was wearing a village girl's coarse linen skirt, and wrapped a thick scarf around her head, wrapping her forehead quite tightly.

Because she was wearing Jeanne's old clothes, the chest area regrettably collapsed. (Many records show that Joan's breasts are really plump, so the Marshal's Noble Phantasm illustrates a fact)

"Before that, shouldn't you pay off all your debts, ma'am?"

Ying An smiled all over his face: "Those who don't work don't get food, we workers don't support idlers."

"Of course, if you want to try starving to death, that's fine."

Chapter 294 Chapter 64 Undead

"I didn't see you working."

There was a slight annoyance in the golden pupils, CC raised his eyebrows and gave him a white look.

The person in front of me is really not guilty of saying this.

Look at the dried mud spots on his body, then at the spotless clothes of the other party, and the many residual cores in the fruit basket.

Those who don't work don't eat. Who doesn't work?

"Tsk tsk, don't mistake mental work for work."

Ying An snorted twice, took out a fruit from the fruit basket, and stuffed it into CC's hand.

"Just treat it as a snack before meals, and remember that the cafeteria will open in 10 minutes."

After saying this, Ying An turned his back, picked up a bamboo pole as blue as emerald, and went out for a walk.

"At the end of the day, killing me is just a matter of effort for you." CC said softly to the back in front of him: "I'm just a burden, why waste time."

CC has seen with his own eyes, that incomparable witch's appearance of being insane under the black sword, and also witnessed the process of this person summoning a dragon to easily disintegrate the huge witch.

It was a power and a miracle beyond all her imagination.

She felt that if anyone in this world could really kill her, it must be the man in front of her.

So she clings to him, only hoping that he can use that big black sword to end the pain of her life.

What Ying An left for her was only a slanted profile.

"You're not qualified, ma'am."

"Let me be willing to bear the qualifications for my soul to bear the responsibility."

After saying that, Ying An, who was holding a bamboo stick, had already walked out of the yard. CC just watched his back, watching the back disappear into the brilliance of the setting sun.

Don't listen to the sound of Lin knocking leaves, why not scream and walk slowly.Who's afraid of bamboo stick shoes lighter than horses?Ren Pingsheng was born in a misty rain.

Ying An's figure flashed rapidly in the woods, and the slender bamboo stick was beating on the trees from time to time, and sometimes it was used to push the soil under the trees.

"Life is like this, there are surprises hidden all the time."

He found a dark thing from a rotten pine tree that had fallen to the ground.

He didn't think it was dirty, so he just squatted down and picked these "truffles" that looked like black charcoal into the basket on his back.

In many places, these dark things are expensive ingredients that are more expensive than gold.

He doesn't have any requirements for the luxury of food, but improving the food occasionally is also a rare bright spot for his destined long life.

And the woman named cc just lacks such a bright color.

In her life, only the pure white color like snow is left.

Empty, cold, and lonely.

So she longed to use his power to cut off her vain, immortal life.

The life of immortality is the supreme blessing, the miracle of the world, and the unique curse of this world.

She is the first person in this world who, on the premise of having the power of Suzaku, made a wish to the witch Isabella who has the power of an incubator.

Because of the power of Suzaku, who ran away, her life was turned into ashes.

So she prayed, prayed to the witch for the disappearance of this power.

Her wish came true.

The power of the runaway Suzaku finally dissipated after engraving the trace of eternity on her fair forehead.

Instead, it was a soul gem and the identity of a magical girl.

However, what followed was an eternal nightmare in this world.

Isabella, found her worth.

Perhaps due to the influence of Suzaku's power, she still has normal sanity after making the contract with Isabella.

What surprised Isabella even more was that her soul did not exist among the soul gems she obtained.

In other words, it's just an empty shell.She is a magical girl who will never degenerate into a witch.

She is also a magical girl who has achieved immortality and immortality.

"Really, how wonderful it is."

Isabella crazily restrained her, and was treated as a possible second body in the future.

Perhaps it can be said that if Isabella was not sure whether her witch power would be affected after transferring her soul, and she would also be reluctant to part with the useful identity of the Queen Mother.

Otherwise, CC's body must have been controlled by another person long ago.