[FGOAPH] Now you and I are forever

A girl from the countryside broke into the battlefield single-handedly. The place where only men used to set foot was full of murderous intent, which was unbearable for any girl who was loved like jewels. However, Joan of Arc took back Orleans in just a few months. , defeated the British army.

Such an excellent general and a national hero should have gone to the center of Wangcheng Square to receive enthusiastic flowers and applause, hugs and kisses from the people at another triumphant return, but now she is on the way to find the country's adults who missed work.

"Mr. France/Lan/Xi!"

After getting along for a long time, Joan of Arc has become more and more familiar with the adults of the country.

In the days when Francis was habitually absent from work, as long as she was in the capital, she would be assigned the task of finding Mr. France/Fran/Sie, so Joan of Arc more or less summed up her experience.

Mr. France/Lan/Xi doesn't like to stay in the palace very much, he only prefers to drill in the bustling and bustling markets, the small alleys and even the field paths in the countryside.

"Monsieur Bonofoir! Where are you going to hide?"

The long and winding alley is hidden among the streets, and there are simple and thick walls on both sides of the road, which seems to make this alley even deeper.

"!"

The person who was looking for seemed to be unable to restrain his chanting, and suddenly appeared from the side of the alley. Joan of Arc was startled, and couldn't help but slow down.When Francis saw her, he immediately laughed. He put the wreath weaved in his hand on Jeanne's head. Seeing the girl's astonishment, he immediately laughed as if he had succeeded in a prank.

"...Mr. France/Lan/Xi!"

Joan glared at him angrily, but the other party grabbed her wrist, and Francis ran with her without any explanation.

His voice with a wide smile came from the front, "Oh, little Jeanne, it's rare that you're back again, why don't you take a day off with me. That boss will force others to work with him all day long~ okay, okay , I'll take you to a good place~"

"Hey! Wait, wait!"

Joan of Arc was dragged away by him, and she pressed the garland presented by Mr. France with her other hand with great difficulty, and she really didn't have the energy to break free from him.

She saw him so happy, as if all the haze brought by the war had disappeared in his heart, so she really couldn't say no to refuse, so she could only complain in a low voice. "Really, the boss has already started to get angry."

Francis happily pretended not to hear.

Now little Joan of Arc is on the same boat as him!

They walked through the streets and alleys, across the sea of ​​people, and came to the fields with a wide view.

"How is it? Isn't it beautiful here?"

The hillside is full of unknown wildflowers, the trees are full of vivid green, the sun is shining on the earth, the eagle is passing by the cloudless sky, the breeze is blowing on the cheeks - such a beautiful scene.

"...It's really beautiful."

"I told you, brother, I won't lie to you, little Jeanne, this is really a good place."

"Thank you for bringing me to see such a beautiful place, so that I will be more motivated to work hard." Such a scene touched Joan and let her know that everything she has done so far is not meaningless.

It is precisely for this kind of scenery and for the beautiful vision in her heart that Joan of Arc has been working hard until now.

Francis' brows were almost invisibly gathered together, "Joan of Arc, just for today, don't think about those things, okay? You should have lived a more relaxed life."

If it wasn't for his incompetence, it wouldn't be possible for an ordinary girl to pick up a weapon, put on armor, and run around for him.

"I'm sorry, France/Lan/Sie, it's my fault."

It's not that Joan can't feel the other party's good intentions to spend a pleasant day, but, "I just can't help..."

"You never have to apologize to me, Jeanne."

Joan shook her head, she thought of her future unexpectedly, and felt that the other party's words were like a soft knife, tormenting her heart constantly.

For the future of France / France / West, Joan of Arc knew that she must die, and she must die.

"However, no matter what, I feel that... being alive is really a good thing."

Joan of Arc lowered her head and covered her hot eyes. She blinked away her tears, then raised her head, put her hands on her heart, and showed a big smile to Mr. France/Lan/Sy.

"No, that's not the most accurate way to say it. It should be said that it's great to be born in this world, it's great to be able to stand on the soil of this country, and it's great to be able to meet you—Honor Bonofova, can you It's great to fight for you."

When she speaks, her expression is always very serious, serious and sincere, real and lovely.

"You don't know how much you mean to me."

A smile unfolded on her face little by little. Walking in the fields in the countryside, the girl with a beautiful smile said this from the bottom of her heart. The breeze blew the blond hair around her cheeks, and the sun coated her outline with a layer of brilliance. The light, the girl of God seems to be loved by the world, this light makes the flowers and plants in the distance suddenly lose their bright colors and become dull.

Stared at by such beautiful pupils, in Francis' opinion, her whole body is as beautiful as the best oil painting in the world.

Such a scene shocked the man's heart.

He slowly opened his eyes wide, as if he had lost his ability to speak, he stared blankly at her, only at her.

Time seemed to freeze there, all foreign objects seemed to be reduced to the background, and she was the only one shining in the whole world.

Suddenly, Francis bent down and covered his hot face with his hands, and strange sweet emotions rolled in his chest, which was incredibly soft.

... it's over.

Francis Bonofova thought sadly that he was doomed.

The gorgeous picture just now entered his eyes and was reflected in his heart, causing waves of gentle ripples in Fa/Lan/Xi's heart, waves of bewilderment.

In the thousands of years, in the long river of time, France / France / Spain loves every citizen equally, and everyone is his child.

He has seen too many countries disappear, and too many shining human beings die. This is the fate that the country must bear.

Francis had already accepted it frankly.

Then Joan of Arc appeared.

She just broke into Fa/Lan/Xi's life without warning and caught off guard, shining so vividly with her own brilliance.

Yes, he loved all things in the land, and was equally loved unreservedly.

But he never thought that one day he would be so partial to a girl.

Want to look at her, keep looking at her.

"Huh? Mr. France/Lan/Sie?"

Jeanne looked at his sudden big movement with a dazed expression, and also bent down to check his condition intimately.

"Francis."

He emphasized in a low voice, and the voice seemed a little distorted through his fingers. "Jeanne, please call me Francis."

"...Oh, okay..." Joan of Arc reacted slowly, she didn't care about this apparently innocuous question, and then she asked anxiously and worriedly: "Are you really okay?" The girl seemed to think of What, there was a stern look in his eyes, "Is the British army making trouble again? They hurt you again?"

"..."

"Keep your head up, please, and don't run away from my words."

Seeing that Joan was about to get angry, Francis raised a reluctant face.

"You have a fever?"

Her appearance of not focusing on anything else is really too beautiful, she looks straight at others without reservation, and spreads her mind clearly.

Francis put his hand to his mouth, and when he answered her question in a low voice, he seemed a little careless, "...No, I'm fine, I just...you just smiled at me, which made me a little nervous."

"……what?"

Joan of Arc was overwhelmed with question marks by the other party's answer, she had to carefully observe Francis' expression, a little bit of confusion flashed across her serious face.

Just when the other party was blushing and pretending to bet his eyes on the distance, and seemed to be a little embarrassed, she was suddenly happy, and her eyes widened in surprise.

No way! ?

The blond girl seemed to understand something, and the heart in her chest beat faster again, which made her eyes start to wander, but at the same time, she still felt unbelievable for her guess.

The strange silence began to spread, and the eyes of the two met inadvertently, but they separated immediately. Both of them seemed to be afraid of being shocked by something. Compared with the awkward silence, they no longer had the comfort of talking and laughing just now.

Chapter 6