Straight Death Infinity

Silvia also had a dream.

I dreamed that I seemed to be an ordinary girl in the countryside, growing up carefree.

She has three older siblings.

When she was doing farm work with them, she would chase and play in the field until her whole body was covered with mud.

She also has a mother.

She knew the existence of Jesus from her, and decided to pray to God every day as a Catholic.

"If there are no accidents, I hope that I can keep praying like this until I return to the embrace of the Lord."

She said this to her mother.

At that time, the mother just stroked her head with a gentle smile and said.

"The Lord will hear your prayers."

At that time, she was also very happy.

Of course, she didn't know whether the Lord had heard her prayer or not.

However, one day, she heard the voice of the Lord.

Yes.

She—Jean heard the voice of the Lord.

"People, why do you fight like this..."

The Lord sighed like this, and the sound of the sigh reached Joan's ears.

At that time, Joan was already seventeen years old.

Therefore, Joan of Arc knew the reason for the Lord's sigh.

Because, people are at war.

France, England, and later Burgundy.

These three countries, in Joan's time, had been fighting each other for decades.

In the longest war in history that is about to approach a hundred years, how many people died in the struggle between the three countries?

Joan didn't know.

I'm afraid, no one in the whole world knows, right?

but…

"The Lord knows..."

That's right.

Even if people don't know it, the God who watches everything in this world from heaven must know it.

Therefore, God sighs.

So, from that moment on, Joan made a decision.

"I'm going to stop this."

That is, not to save the world.

Nor is it to save the world.

The source of the existence of the saintess that people in later generations called was just a sigh at the beginning.

Under such circumstances, Joan bid farewell to her family and left her hometown.

She is just a little girl from the countryside. After several twists and turns in order to liberate Orleans in central France, which was trapped by the war, she finally won the military power.

A seventeen-year-old girl is in charge of commanding the army.

Those who don't know the truth will probably only regard her as a pure symbol and decorative existence, right?

However, the soldiers following her would refute this statement without exception.

"If it's just a symbol, just wave the flag and shout in the rear."

However, this girl is not at the rear, but fighting bloody battles at the forefront.

"If it's just a decorative presence, it won't go to the battlefield."

However, she thought that she, as the banner, should be at the forefront, and even though she had never pulled out the holy sword from the scabbard at her waist, she was still fighting.

"You have no idea how long we, who were looking at that flag, have been staring at it in order to catch up with it."

As long as she is there, France will not be defeated no matter what.

That's how people trusted her.

She then liberated Orleans and became a hero of France.

Then, she retrieved Prince Charles, and returned to Reims triumphantly to assist him as the king of France and hold the coronation ceremony.

However, the sighs of the saint were not heard either.

"Ah, since I killed so many people..."

In order to stop the war, the saint went to the battlefield.

In order to protect the people of France, the saint killed many generals of the enemy country.

With blood on her hands, she never considered herself a saint.

"I'm just a sinful person..."

So, Jeanne knew.

"One day, I will definitely be punished..."

This punishment will come soon.

"You witch!"

"An unknown symbol!"

"You must be executed!"

"You shouldn't live in this world!"

Once upon a time, the cheers and praises around Joan began to turn into curses and resentment.

In order to end the war, Joan of Arc has been fighting, but finally fell into the hands of the enemy and was pushed to the execution platform.

People knew that she was a pious believer, and tried to name her a witch, heresy, and evil, and pushed her into the fire to be burned to death.

"Your prayers are just lies."

"Your battles have brought much disaster."

"You cannot be favored by God."

"You have no devout faith."

The judging priests declared this, and finally tied Joan to the cross and lit the fire.

Feeling the flames engulfing her body, Joan really thought so.

"that is really good…"

He was finally punished.

"Oh God…"

I entrust this body to you.

……

In the radiant space, Silvia woke up.

Heart, full of sorrow.

"sorry."

Joan apologized to Silvia as if she knew what happened.

"Let you see some boring things."

Saying that, Jeanne had a guilty expression on her face.

Both spirits and memories are shared.

Since Joan of Arc can know about Silvia's memory, then Silvia will naturally also know about Joan's past.

This kind of mutual sharing even surpasses the dream between the master and the servant.

If Fang Li only dreamed about Yuan Laiguang's past, then Sylvia experienced Joan's life with empathy.

Unfortunately, there never was.

Because, Silvia knew that Joan left this world with satisfaction and returned to the embrace of the Lord.

Grief is just my own.

Because, even if she felt the same way, Silvia couldn't help but feel a burst of sadness when she thought that it was not her own experience, but the life of the girl in front of her who was of the same heart as her.

"You could have lived happily as an ordinary girl."

Sylvia said like this.

Joan of Arc just smiled at this.

"No way, that's my choice."

There is no regret in the voice, only tolerance and generosity.

Silvia finally understood.

"I finally understand why you are called a saint."

Silvia's words, in exchange for only Joan of Arc's wry smile.

The reason is also very simple.