Chapter 689 Joan of Arc and George (1)

Style: Fantasy Author: black sheep 44Words: 1981Update Time: 24/01/13 04:17:16
With the abilities of Arthur and Joan of Arc, it is not difficult for the army to fight their way out. However, after the two finally left the Griffin Heart Imperial City, Joan of Arc clearly felt that due to the curse, part of her mind was very Important memories have been erased, and she cannot remember the specific content of those memories. The only thing that is certain is that these memories are all secrets about the Pope within the Illuminati.

Except for the accident between Arthur and Joan of Arc, what happened next was completely in line with the Pope's plan. The Pope claimed that because Michael had been imprisoned for many years and was corrupted by evil forces, he had now become a fallen angel. Michael could not appear until the purification of the Holy See was completed.

The fact that Archangel Michael became a fallen angel shocked the whole country, but the news that the Holy Fire of the Temple of Heaven was successfully lit also spread like wildfire. Angels descending to earth can be seen from time to time in the imperial capital.

Mortals will not care about why the Holy Fire of the Temple of Heaven was ignited after the fall of Michael. Mortals will only care about the fact that in the days to come, the legendary angels will protect the Pelada Empire. Because of this incident, the whole country fanatically worshiped Pope Martin, and believers unanimously believed that he was the final savior of mankind.

On the other side, Arthur and Joan of Arc unsurprisingly became the first-level wanted criminals in the empire. However, it seems that because of their guilty conscience, the Pope did not pursue the two of them fiercely, and the news that the two were wanted was limited to the top brass of the empire. , and their old subordinates and family members were only closely monitored and did not suffer further persecution.

Thanks to this, Arthur and Joan of Arc remained anonymous. While fighting with their pursuers, they also quietly organized their own militia. The two worked hard to overthrow the Pope's conspiracy at the right time. .

In this way, they plowed the darkness, served the light, and slowly and steadily expanded their power, until the day when Joan of Arc tried to sneak into the garrison of Tamirsona, and was unexpectedly surrounded by countless vampires.



"Hey, wake up!"

"Saint Protector of the Country, wake up!"



As he slowly regained consciousness, the fragrance of cloves and currants filled his nostrils. These were the most commonly used spices in merchants' mansions.

In the trance, there seemed to be some noisy sound lingering in my ears?



"Uther, what's going on? You won't beat this woman into a vegetative state, will you?"

"Vegetative state? Oh, you mean a fool, right? Don't worry, grandpa, I have been fighting in the north and south for so many years. I have taken as many nobles and dignitaries as hostages. I can't even control the life of a mere girl. ?”



Uther? I remember this name, Joan of Arc, the legendary deceased, Arthur's father.

Um? Is this hero still alive?



"Tsk, you are bragging loudly. The task of awakening the Saint Protector of the Country will be left to you. If you can't do it, don't come and get this month's salary."

"Boss George, Uncle George! I'm going to wake her up now! You can do well, but don't deduct my salary! I just lost all my bets two days ago, and I don't even have the money in my pocket to patch a big hole in my crotch!" "

"Stinky zombie, you are the one with the highest salary in the group! Damn it, do you know that if you didn't have the bad habit of gambling, your salary over the years would be enough to build a crystal mine!"



It was as if a torrent of holy fighting energy poured into the body, which really shocked Jeanne. This feeling is like the consciousness that was still slowly rising in the depths of the ocean trench, but was suddenly pushed crazily to the sea level by the air waves erupted from the deeper submarine volcanoes!

"Uh-huh!"

After forcibly waking up from a deep coma, Jeanne felt only 120% of the wake-up energy burning in her body, and there was still a burning pain in the back of her head.

But Jeanne didn't care about this at all. She stepped back and instantly summoned two hand shields composed of magic power in her hands.

Not to mention another unfamiliar face who seemed to have met once before, the familiar face in front of her was enough to make her 100% vigilant——

The Crusader who led the vampires to attack the garrison fortress of Tamir City and was resurrected by the Necromancer!

Where is this place?

Am I being held captive?

What did they do to me?

In an instant, countless questions flashed through Jeanne's mind. After a little mental awareness, Jeanne came up with a slightly surprising answer:

The smell of cloves and gooseberries in her nose told Joan of Arc the same answer. This was a rich man's mansion covering hundreds of acres, and the location she was in was not a dark basement, but more like a rich man's mansion. In the boudoir reserved for daughters who are away from home, physical shackles and magical restraints do not exist on any part of Jeanne's body. What is left is just a clean body and a fragrant pajamas.

Um? !

pajamas? !

Then wouldn't I be attracted by them...

"Don't worry, I asked the manor owner's maid to help you change your clothes. After all, I gave you the master bedroom. You can't be the same as when you came here, wearing the dirty rags and Lie down on it with your tattered cloak."

As if he had read through Joan's mind, the young man with silver hair and blood-eyed eyes standing in front of the Crusader zombies said to Joan in a joking manner.

For a moment, a blush of shame surged onto Jeanne's cheeks.

Seeing that the two of them showed no tendency to attack at all, Joan of Arc also reluctantly lifted the hand shield she had just summoned.

Only then did Joan of Arc notice that the undead Crusader, who was so powerful that he could easily suppress her, was standing very naturally behind the young man with silver hair and blood-eyed eyes, nodding and bowing at all. The strong man looks like an extremely philistine errand boy.

Could it be that this young man is the necromancer who awakened the Crusader?

The priest's talent allowed Joan of Arc to immediately sense the aura of dark magic in George, but because of this, Joan of Arc quickly rejected this hypothesis - there was no magic or soul connection between the two. Link, and if we were to talk about combat power alone, the Crusader's aura would obviously overwhelm this young half-vampire.

This conclusion made Joan feel even more confused:

"Who are you? Why are you looking for me?"