Comprehensive Manga: Greedy Merchant

“That’s not right…”

Rin Tosaka poked his head out from the corner, looking at Yoruxuan’s reaction tank and frowning and thinking about something.

“That guy’s look is obviously wrong.”

Not far away, Ye Xuan’s hand shook just now, some tea spilled out, and the expression on his face was a little strange, as if…

It’s like seeing each other and remembering something bad.

However, the truth seems to be exactly what this black-haired, double-ponytailed loli thought.

This starts a long time ago.

At that time, Ye Xuan had already experienced many tasks. Something is not quite right, and there is something wrong with that one task…

It should be said that something is very wrong.

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The Hundred Years’ War between Britain and France …

The soldiers who had just returned from victory laughed and talked, and their faces were completely invisible to the fatigue left over from the battle.

The slender man with long hair, dressed in silver-gray armor, hurried forward a few steps.

In front of him, a beautiful girl who looked to be less than twenty years old dressed in armor controlled the reins in her hand.

Ordinary people may find it hard to imagine that the leader of such a victorious master is actually a woman.

“It’s winning again.”

The man rushed forward and said to the woman, his tone full of joy.

“yes.”

The woman turned her head and smiled, her beautiful face and holy temperament, almost no man would not be impressed by it.

I am afraid that even the murderer and evil will repent in front of her.

“All thanks to your brave fighting. The Lord will see our efforts and grant us victory. ”

“To receive your compliment, Gilderre is terrified.”

“However, the reason why we, all of you, can fight so bravely, and win successive battles, is because of your leadership, Joan of Arc.

On behalf of all the soldiers, and on behalf of the people who suffered from the British taking their land, I would like to thank you. ”

The man in silver-gray armor was none other than Marshal Gilderey.

Then there is no need to guess the identity of this woman at this time.

Joan of Arc.

Originally a country girl, she was inspired by God to lead the French army, which was defeated in the war, and gradually repelled the British invaders.

This is enough to call it a miracle, so that the title of the saint of national salvation gradually spread on the land of France.

In fact, as legend has it, Joan of Arc can be said to be both loving and courageous, leading an army that has been victorious in battles and constantly retaking the land that was originally occupied.

Everyone believed that she was inspired by God to save the saint of France.

Everyone hoped that she could completely defeat Britain and end the war that lasted for almost a hundred years.

As his direct subordinate, General Gildre revered and loved this beautiful, loving and brave girl from the bottom of his heart.

“Jill… You’re always like this…”

Joan of Arc reluctantly accepted the other party’s words, but at this moment, a soldier suddenly stepped forward.

Seeing this, many soldiers looked as usual.

Meet admirers on the march to join. It’s a very common thing for them, and it’s not strange.

In their opinion, this must also be a soldier who was attracted by the Holy Lady and wanted to join their righteous division.

However, it’s not that simple.

“Report General, Lord Virgin.”

The soldier walked in a hurry, his face full of fear, as if he had seen something incredible.

“How can you be so rude in front of Lord Joan of Arc!”

“No need to panic, report carefully!”

Seeing this, Gilderre scolded, and then ordered.

The reprimanded soldier took a few deep breaths, seemed to calm down a little, and spoke.

“We are ahead, we see a devil!”

“What!”

“Hugh is going to talk nonsense!”

Hearing this, some people, including Gilderrey, had ugly faces.

In this age of Catholicism as a major religion, the word devil obviously has no small deterrent power.

Only Joan of Arc’s expression did not change in the slightest, and she spoke softly.

“Could you please elaborate a little more on this?”

The soldier first froze, and immediately looked ecstatic, and even the fear of coming forward to report before was suppressed.

It was the legendary saint, so beautiful and so noble, but she spoke to him personally, how could she not make him excited.

But soon he remembered what he was here for and continued.

“In the village, there was a man dressed strangely, his hands chained and dark.

He kept asking the soldiers who came forward if they wanted to sell their desires, and he could help us achieve them! ”

“Someone tried to pierce him, sell his appetite, and ask him for the most delicious food in the world.”

“It turned out that the man actually took out something we had never seen before.

The fragrance can be smelled even by people from a long distance, and even the lord of the nobility has tasted it and said that he has never eaten such a delicious thing.

The person who made the wish had no desire to eat!

Not only that, but for the next few days, the person did not have any desire to eat, not even water.

He’s dying!

My Lady, please go and see! ”

After hearing the narrative, many generals’ faces changed completely and began to whisper.

“You can sell desires and fulfill wishes, this is really the means of the devil, right!”

“Yes, how can ordinary people take the desires of others?”

Even Joan frowned.

“Where is that soldier now, take me to see!”

“Yes!”

The soldier quickly led the way ahead and arrived at a place.

The village was not far ahead, and soon Joan of Arc and his party reached their destination.

I saw a group of villagers gathered in a circle, leaving a large open space in the middle.

Lying on the ground are villagers who have lost their skin.

On the other side, there is a man.

His hands were bound by dark chains, and his black hair reached to his waist.

He wears a strange mask on his face, and his green-faced fangs look like a ghost.

Covered in pitch black, he seemed to be unable to see the bottomless abyss, as if even the light had to avoid him.

“So that’s the case, are you Joan of Arc?”

His voice was hoarse as if it were rubbing sand.

Joan of Arc’s heart jumped, and she only felt that a pair of eyes seemed to penetrate her directly through the mask.

Then he started laughing.

“What about the hero king, what about the knight king, in the end, it is not a plaything that has been reduced to a set destiny…”

“What did you say?”

Joan of Arc heard the other person’s voice, but did not hear what he was saying.

He looked up, as if examining, and then raised his hands, which were tied up in dark chains, and extended his index finger.

“You, will die.”

Suddenly, there was silence.

“You will die at the hands of foolish people you want to save, for whom you want to give your life, and end up burned beyond recognition by the raging flames.”

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