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In the camp, the solemn air is spreading everywhere.
Because every soldier of the French army was holding a weapon, Luo Zhen and his party were surrounded by Luo Zhen who was getting off the back of the eagle.
Even when he took Fu Fu, who happily jumped down from the eagle's back, into his arms and came to Luo Zhen, Matthew was surrounded by the French army.
The reason is simple.
"Then...that's the ...!?"
"Hateful witch...!"
"You have killed so many of our compatriots...how dare you show up here...!?"
One by one, the soldiers were frightened and uttered words of hatred. Even though their hands were shaking, they still surrounded Luo Zhen and his party.
And the person they were targeting was naturally Joan of Arc.
"..."
Faced with this unreasonable treatment, Joan of Arc chose to remain silent.
Just because Joan of Arc knew that the current situation could not be explained by explanation alone.
The one who ravaged all of France was the witch with the appearance of Joan of Arc.
This is something that all of France knows.
In this case, Joan of Arc will naturally receive such treatment when she appears here.
Even if Luo Zhen is accompanying him, it will be the same.
And since Joan of Arc chose silence, Mary and Amadeus naturally couldn't say anything. They could only watch from the sidelines with worry and calmness.
Even Luo Zhen didn't speak out at this time.
It's not that Luo really wants to let the situation develop, but he knows that someone will come forward.
"Everyone stop it!"
As if wanting to separate the army, Gil came up from the rear.
"marshal!"
"marshal!"
The soldiers suddenly found a backbone and focused their attention on Jill.
Despite the gazes of all the subordinates present, Jill's gaze only stayed on Jeanne.
"Jane..." Jill said hesitantly and excitedly: "Are you really Joan of Arc?"
Obviously, Jill was also confirming something.
It seemed that Joan of Arc could not keep silent about her best comrade in life.
"Jill..." Jeanne could only raise her head, meet Jill's gaze, and smiled softly: "Long time no see."
A familiar smile.
Familiar voice.
Familiar feeling.
All these things poured into Jill's heart, and Jill finally couldn't hold back her excitement.
"I knew it...! I knew it...! Joan of Arc...!"
Jill stepped forward with tears in her eyes.
"I knew you weren't dead yet!"
It seemed that Jill had misunderstood something.
Joan of Arc exposed this without hesitation.
"No, I am indeed dead." Joan of Arc looked directly at Jill and said: "What is in front of you now is just the remnants, illusions, and memories of the past left behind. Jill, please don't take any chances. This It’s my fate, irreversible.”
Without explaining the principles of Servants and Heroic Spirits, Jeanne announced her existence to Gil in this way.
"But...but...!"
Jill suddenly became more excited, even a little out of control.
Looking at Jill like this, Luo Zhen was silent in his heart, not to mention the others.
Recalling the follower of Caster whom he met in Orleans, and recalling the madness of that follower, and then looking at the marshal in front of him who would become like that sooner or later, Luo Zhen suddenly understood a little bit.
(In this marshal’s mind, Joan of Arc is truly an existence that can influence the trajectory of his life.)
Although he had already seen Joan of Arc who had turned into a witch in Orleans, and had seen her cruelty and hatred, the marshal still did not hide his excitement and expectation when he saw Joan of Arc who looked exactly like her. He didn't even order the soldiers to attack. It's no wonder that after accepting the death of Joan of Arc, the marshal went completely crazy and became a disgusting murderer and blasphemer.
Now, the marshal has not reached that point yet, but if he continues like this, it will only be a matter of time, right
Joan of Arc should know this all too well.
However, this saint still did not intend to give Gil too much expectations and expectations, but asked him to face the reality.
"I'm sorry, Gil."
Joan of Arc said this in a complicated manner.
"It's better to find a way to deal with the now. You will understand after defeating the ."
That's all Joan of Arc said.
"Joan of Arc..."
Jill opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but couldn't even say a word.
"marshal!"
"marshal!"
The French soldiers who surrounded Joan of Arc spoke to Gill one after another.
Presumably, these soldiers were also confused. Why didn't Gil give the order
Jill, who was awakened by the soldiers, took a deep breath and raised his hands as if to force himself to calm down.
"lay down your weapon."
Gil gave such an order.
"marshal!?"
The soldiers were immediately stunned.
In response, Jill just spoke coldly.
"The situation does not seem to be as simple as we imagined. Listen to my orders first. I have a sense of proportion."
Gil's words made the soldiers look at each other in shock.
Finally, the soldiers put away their weapons.
However, everyone's eyes on Joan of Arc were still full of hatred and fear.
No one would understand what those eyes meant when they fell on Joan of Arc.
After all, since these soldiers in front of them obeyed Gill's orders, they must have obeyed Joan of Arc's orders in the past.
In other words, the French army in front of them had fought on the battlefield with Joan of Arc in the past and charged into battle together.
It is precisely because of this that these soldiers were so hateful when they learned that Joan of Arc turned into a witch to take revenge on France.
But Joan of Arc is innocent.
Innocent from beginning to end.
Is it too unreasonable to bear such hatred now
Even though he was betrayed by France, he still stood up involuntarily when France was in danger, preparing to fight against the threat of the "Dragon Witch". Now he has to bear all this hatred. What's the reason
At least Mary felt a little uncomfortable.
"Joan of Arc..."
Mary spoke to Jeanne.
Unfortunately, Joan of Arc shook her head.
"It's okay, Mary." Joan of Arc smiled slightly and said: "We are already heroic spirits, belonging to the past. We can't take them away whether we hate them or express gratitude. Therefore, we only need to complete our mission, and the rest Let the Lord arrange it.”
Whether it was hatred or evil thoughts, this saint seemed ready to bear it alone.
It is because of this that Joan of Arc is so great.
At this point, Luo Zhen really began to admire this saint.
(If it were me, would I be able to bear everything calmly?)
Luo Zhen was a little confused thinking about such things.
Shaking his head, Luo Zhen suppressed the thoughts in his heart, then turned his head and looked at Ma Xiu.
"Matthew, are you okay?"
Hearing this, Ma Xiu showed a peaceful smile.
"Yes, senior."
Matthew just gave such a short answer.
Luo Zhen didn't know how this girl who was afraid of fighting survived alone during his absence.
However, there is one thing that Luo Zhen is sure of.
"Leave it to me next."
Luo Zhen just touched Ma Xiu's head.
Ma Xiu was startled for a moment, and then her pretty face completely relaxed.
"yes!"
Matthew nodded heavily.