On the border of the Champagne-Ardennes and Lorraine regions in France, there used to be a rural village called Donremy. Now five hundred years later, it is still called Donremy, just because it is the red lotus that has been sung by later generations. The saint was born here.
Abandon the individual, restrain egoism, step on the 'selfish' self, live for the happiness of others, sacrifice everything for the benefit of compatriots, the motherland, and the benefit of mankind. Love truth and kindness, not for the sake of reward. But for truth and goodness itself.
Speaking of Joan of Arc, such a glorious image will appear in the minds of European people.
And now, the saint herself was standing in front of the house where she set out 'two years ago', looking at the ancient house that had left traces of history, and was speechless.
She remembered that not far behind the house was her family's farm, where wheat was grown. When autumn arrived, under the setting sun, the golden waves undulated in the dim light. My father always likes to drink a little wine and talk about the naughty children in the neighborhood. Old Mlang is too spoiled by him. My mother goes to the farm to take care of it every day. The surrounding villagers are also simple and honest. Every breakfast, she will say with a smile, "Joan of Arc" It's becoming more and more beautiful. '.
Because she wanted to protect all of this, she took up the sword to resist the invasion of foreign enemies.
Because she didn't want to see sadness again, she raised the flag and hoped that the light of grace would shine.
Joan of Arc preferred flags to swords. The sword is a weapon of killing, and using it to stop a fight can only bring about a chain of hatred; the flag is a symbol of the heart, and just seeing it can unite faith.
Jeanne looked at the small stone house in front of her, which was the same as in her memory. It is a trapezoidal structure with three field-shaped windows on both sides. Sometimes in the morning, I would see the occasional caravan passing by from the upper window, and I would rush out happily.
But, it’s been five hundred years... Really, it’s been five hundred years.
The antiquities in front of me so strongly declare the passage of time.
Joan of Arc finally raised her heavy steps in front of the door and was about to step in.
"I'm sorry, ma'am." A man with a big belly and a uniform stopped Joan of Arc not far away. "It's closed now. If you want to visit the Saint's former residence, please come back at nine o'clock tomorrow."
"Ah, ah. That's it, I understand." Joan of Arc replied sadly.
"Is there anything else you need help with, madam?" He just thought it was a pity that Joan of Arc could not visit her former residence.
"that's all, thanks."
Joan of Arc turned and left without looking back.
Not anymore, now it's five hundred years later, at the end of the 20th century. France has not been wiped off the map. The people of France live in health and peace, and that is enough.
The staff on duty looked at Joan's leaving figure, and suddenly felt a sense of loneliness filling their hearts.
"Sister Jeanne." Sakura held Jeanne's hand tightly with her hands, her palms soft and gentle, "Let's go eat. I just saw in the travel brochure that there is a very delicious cheese in the republics in southern Europe."
Sakura comforts Jeanne in her own way. She believes that food is something that can make people happy. When the feeling of fullness fills the heart, sadness will be squeezed away.
"Um."
Jeanne smiled and touched Sakura's black hair, then held her little hand, and the two figures, one large and one small, walked towards the south.
In Sakura Village, Qiong was sitting on the sofa with a rabbit pillow on her knees, eating potato chips and watching TV. Ye You received a call from Chiba.
"Sister Jing, are you coming to Tokyo? How long do you plan to stay this time? Are you going to work here in the future? Is there anything unpleasant that happened to you at Sobu High School? Hahaha, your family must be urging you to get married... ... Well, it’s nothing. I just thought that I’m so happy that Sister Jing is coming to Tokyo. If you don’t have a place to live, you can stay at my house first. Huh? Oh, okay, I’ll contact you then.”
Ye You put down the phone and Qiong looked over.
"Sister Jing is coming to Tokyo to work?"
"Yeah. It seems that I was asked by an acquaintance. Eat less snacks." Ye You came to Qiong's side and took away the potato chips.
"Give it back to me. An acquaintance?" Qiong grabbed the potato chips and gave Ye You a look that said, "I'll kill you if you grab the potato chips again."
Ye You was helpless and said: "Well, it seems that the acquaintance is still her former student. But speaking of it, do you know where Sister Jing will work after arriving in Tokyo?"
Qiong shook his head.
Ye You smiled mysteriously: "Give me the potato chips and I will tell you."
"Huh. I don't need you to tell me. I can just ask Sister Jing later."
"Okay. It's Chengkong Academy. Sister Jing will come to Chengkong Academy next. That acquaintance is really amazing. He can easily get someone to become a teacher in a high school in Tokyo."
"The high school we are going to attend?" Qiong also became happy.
After all, they had received a lot of care from Sister Jing for a while.
"Ah, that's great. It would be great if Sister Jing could become our class teacher." Qiong began to look forward to it, so that she could skip classes at will.
Although in junior high school, the attendance rate of the brother and sister was also on the verge of being very dangerous.
After dinner, Ye You logged into Sword Art Online as usual.
This is the third floor, Zimford Street.
The design theme here is 'forest'. There are three yew trees growing together on the main street, which is full of nature.
Blank and neetji pooled their money to buy a double-story white house here, which they used as a temporary base for the guild. Asuna could just rest here instead of sleeping on the street or spending money to stay in a hotel.
When she arrived in the room, Asuna was burying her head in her desk.
"Good evening, Asuna, what are you doing?"
"Complete the information on the sixth floor boss, and other guilds have also sent invitations to fight together. There are also guild registration logos and public funds. There are many things to deal with."
Seeing Ye You coming, Asuna put down her pen and stood up, saying with a grimace.
"He who can do it should work harder. Thank you for your hard work. Where are Blank and neet Ji?" The time these three people spent in Sword Art Online was not much less than Asuna's, and neet Ji Yeyou didn't even see her offline.
"Ah, they are upgrading in the practice area. Almost all the funds in the guild are provided by them. Suddenly I feel that I, the president..."
"The division of labor is different. Everyone has different strengths in handling things. Putting effective energy in the best position is the best dispatch." Ye You smiled and interrupted her presumption.
With a whoosh, another blue light beam lit up, it was the black cat.
"Hey, old thief." After giving Ye You a cold look, he probably wanted to show off the obvious contrast in attitude, and faced Asuna with a fake enthusiasm: "President, it's been a long time."
“…….”
“…”
The word enthusiasm is indeed too forced for Black Cat. The smile on his face was as stiff as a forced wrinkle.
"By the way, that Mr. Octopus hasn't appeared since yesterday. Is it because he thinks we are liars?" Asuna changed the subject.
"No, I said Yukimura Aguri's name too rashly, and he was at a loss, right?"
"What's wrong with this name?"
"emmm... This is a very important person to him. But, he is no longer here."
"Then let me comfort Mr. Octopus."
"Well, I'll leave it to you there. I'll go find Blank. Where are you, Black Cat?"
Black Cat turned his head and said, "It's none of your business."