This is My Heroic Path

I can't tell Jeanne that I regard my master as my wife.

"What's going on?" An Zhiyu half-spoken and didn't finish the sentence, which made Joan very concerned, and immediately asked.

"Secret☆Secret~!"

"It's useless to be cute at a time like this, let's be clear!" Joan of Arc hugged the white dragon's head and stared into its eyes.

"No, absolutely not." An Zhiyu shook his head firmly.

I thought this girl would continue to pester her endlessly, but Joan of Arc did not continue to pester her endlessly, but immediately calmed down, silently looking at the sky next to her.

"Jeanne?" An Zhiyu tried to shout.

"I just want to be quiet now, and I don't want to talk to you for the time being." Jeanne's tone was light, obviously angry.

An Zhiyu really wanted to complain about who "Jing Jing" was, but the stalk was too old for him to say so, so he sighed and said, "What a capricious girl."

"Too immature," he went on.

Originally, I thought that Miss Saintess's character should be more serious and light, but I didn't expect to be irritated by him inexplicably.

Hmm... so it's kind of like Lily.

An Zhiyu thought for no reason.

"Maybe I'm immature," Joan finally said, "but I'm still much more mature than you."

An Zhiyu: "Oh."

Immediately, he muttered again: "You really don't look like a saint, to be so vengeful."

"I've already said it, you don't need to call me a saint." Jeanne said calmly.

An Zhiyu thought for a while, finally nodded and said, "Yes."

"After all, you have fulfilled your duties as a saint to the end, so from now on, you can do what you want."

"Is there anything I want to do?" Joan of Arc pondered for a moment, then shook her head slightly, "I have nothing to do."

Inexplicably summoned to this world as a "servant", inexplicably saw another blackened self, then inexplicably dreamed of a white dragon, and finally inexplicably discovered that the white dragon was actually a human being.

And the most inexplicable thing was that she was actually mad at this human being.

Simply unbelievable.

Very good, you must be calm next time, she is an "elder", an elder should be calm, calm, and guide Bailong to do the right thing as a big sister, how can she be sullen because of such a trivial matter?

She is a saint, she is the referee of the Holy Grail War, so she must be calm.

Joan of Arc took a shallow breath, then exhaled slowly, with a smile on her face again, and patted Bailong's head.

That's right, this is teasing him, which means that she treats An Zhiyu, the younger brother, as a "sister".

"That's right." An Zhiyu suddenly thought of something, his golden eyes looked up, and a girl's faint smile was reflected in his pupils.

"There's something I forgot to say."

"What?" Joan asked subconsciously.

"You've been talking to me for a long time."

Joan just said that she didn't want to talk to An Zhiyu.

Bailong's golden pupils reflected the girl's delicate cheeks, as well as that gradually solidified smile.

thump.

She raised her hand and slapped Bai Long on the head.

"May God bless you," she said.

Chapter 260 As long as you can't die, you will die

Orleans, cathedral.

This is the tallest building in the center of Orleans. There are various murals on the surrounding walls. It looks magnificent and ancient, full of sacredness, and makes people feel awe.

A silver-haired woman sat on the throne with her legs crossed, her face sinking like water.

"I didn't expect to kill two followers in an instant. Who are they?"

"What is certain is that the other party is coming in a menacing way. It must be the helper Joan found, and there are guys from another world who are also coming here." The man sighed, wearing a cloak, A pair of eyes are so big that they are about to burst out, which is daunting.

Gilles de Ray, originally a French marshal, came to this world as a dark wizard this time.

"At this point, the only thing we can do is try to summon a new servant," Jill continued, "If we can summon that existence, this battle may be stabilized."

"Who exists?" Black Joan repeated, "Who?"

"King Arthur," said Jill, "that man will help us defeat our enemies."

"Can that kind of guy be summoned?" Joan Hei murmured to himself suspiciously.

She shook her head and continued, "Forget it, let me try. Although I'm not sure, if King Arthur can be summoned, the chances of winning this battle will increase a lot."

"I'll leave the rest to you for now, Jill."

"Ah, please leave it to me." Jill bowed, with a sick smile on his face, and those eyes were as deep and terrifying as an abyss.