The Missionary of the Second Dimension

Black Joan's voice came from the grass not far away. She was teaching Janet how to use swordsmanship, and she was preaching that the God she believed in before was actually a guy who just watched without doing anything.

Even after following Zhai Nan for so long, Hei Joan still couldn't give up her hatred for that god.

After all, the ultimate culprit for her birth was that god.

And he hated Bai Jeanne until his death, but he didn't give up his belief in that god, including becoming a heroic spirit after death, and he didn't give up his belief.

What Joan of Arc really resents is this.

Therefore, when Zhai Nan asked her what she thought of Bai Zhende, Hei Zhende directly explained: she is a hopeless fool, a fanatical fool.

"It seems that Miss Hei Jean's resentment is still very deep."

Looking at Janet and Joan of Arc who were training at the same time, he could only smile helplessly like this.

"It seems that the child has suffered."

"But maybe this is also a way for Joan of Arc to vent his dissatisfaction." With a grass root in his mouth, Zhai Nan watched Esther squatting aside and counting the ants on the ground.

"But aren't you worried that the child might hate us because of it?" Artoria asked.

"Don't worry, Janet is the predecessor of Joan of Arc and Joan of Arc after all. In the past, she was just an innocent child who lived a carefree life." Zhai Nan spat out the grass roots that had been chewed, He continued: "Jeanne must have thought of this, maybe she is the most suitable person among us to teach Janet."

"Of course I also have to be wary of her not teaching Janet to be a witch."

"It's time for you to play in a while."

Arturia puffed up her chest and said confidently: "Don't worry, I will never let you down, master!"

Next, when Joan of Arc's unfinished change of scene gave Janet the time to sit on the ground and breathe, Arturia began to play again.

Zhai Nan assigned her the task, because Joan of Arc cut off the combat training from the middle, so what Artoria can do is mainly to cultivate Janet's leadership skills.

In order to become a qualified saint, in addition to proper temperament and purity, one also needs to have eloquence that can persuade others.

As for Zhai Nan, he has his own plans, and now he is just lying on the branch and sleeping when he is idle and bored.

I do not know how long it has been...

When he woke up, the sky had already darkened, and dark red clouds seemed to be floating on the edge of the sky.

"Is it so late?"

Zhai Nan lowered her head, only to find that Esther was lying on his chest and fell asleep at some point.

Moreover, the saliva flowing from her crystal lips moistened a large area of ​​the clothes on her chest.

"Is it really just a child?"

Zhai Nan scratched Esther's little nose as if it was a little funny, and after causing her to slap her hand off in her sleep, she hugged Esther and fell lightly to the ground.

After falling, Esther flickered in a burst of silver light and became a silver holy sword.

As a contract elf connected with Zhai Nan's blood, Esther can put himself into a deep sleep state 197 to absorb the power in Zhai Nan's body faster.

And sleeping in the holy sword is not easy to be disturbed.

At this time, Janet, who looked frustrated, and Artoria, who was also discouraged, also walked over slowly.

It seems that something happened.

"I'm sorry..." Janet apologized softly to King Mao Mao.

"It's okay, it's not your fault, it's just that my requirements were a bit high at the beginning, and I'll make a new plan tomorrow." Artoria stroked Janet's head to comfort her.

"What happened to you two?" Zhai Nan asked.

"It seems that I am the one who is most suitable to educate her... Hehehe..." Black Jeanne laughed involuntarily.

"Janet's savvy is very good, but she just can't read, and she can't write characters other than her own name..."

Artoria is really helpless, she can't teach Janet to learn basic characters from scratch, can she?

"Hahaha... woo..."

Hearing King Dumao's reaction, Joan of Arc, who was laughing wildly, stopped suddenly like a duck being choked, and accidentally bit her own tongue, causing tears to flow out of her eyes. .

Chapter 14 is very nicely drawn

Hearing her talk about this matter, Zhai Nan suddenly realized.

"Oh, I remember she really couldn't write."

Joan of Arc who could not read could not be blamed on her. In ancient times, going to school was only reserved for the nobles. Ordinary serfs and peasants probably could only write their own names until they died.

And it's kind of crooked.

Only seek similarity, not neatness.

"I'm sorry...I'm sorry..." Janet kept apologizing from the sidelines.

If God abandoned her because of her shortcoming, then Janet would even have the heart to die directly.

"Okay, don't worry so much. I'll figure out a way about the text, and you just stay with... Sister Artoria, go back first."

Seeing Janet's cute reaction, Zhai Nan couldn't help laughing.

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