Dark Soul Moon

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They were obviously untrained villagers, but under the leadership of Joan of Arc, the Burgundians who were raging in the village were divided into small pieces, and then were easily eaten by the team.

Every command of Joan of Arc was timely and correct, breaking up the team of Burgundians who had gathered because they found something wrong.

The villagers who were extremely angry because of the destruction of their homes, and the villagers who were no longer afraid because of Joan of Arc, became a powerful fighting force at this time.

The Burgundians who invaded Domremy were devoured by small groups.

Under the attack of Joan of Arc who took the lead, the Burgundians who gathered at last opened a gap in the formation, and then the angry villagers rushed directly into the gap.

The expanded ranks of villagers easily dispersed the ranks of panicked Burgundian soldiers.

The Burgundians were besieged by the villagers.

Pitchfork, sickle, hatchet, sword...

Facing the attack of weapons, the Burgundian soldiers fell down unwillingly.

They could not imagine until their death that they were defeated by a group of farmers.

After the last Burgundian fell to the ground, Joan looked at the surrounding scene and held up the military flag: "Everyone, the invaders have been wiped out, we have won!"

The villagers cheered in unison.

Immediately afterwards, the cheers gradually died down.

In its place was the sound of crying.

The village was still burning, and not only the bodies of the Burgundian soldiers were lying on the ground, but people they knew as well.

Sadness flashed across Joan's eyes, and she saw many familiar faces fall to the ground along the way: the hunter next door, the woodcutter at the opposite door...

Wiping away the tears from the corners of her eyes, she took a deep breath and shouted at the sad scene, "Everyone, go put out the fire and save lives! Maybe our home can still be saved!"

The villagers, under Joan's command, then began to extinguish the flames and save the survivors.

The injured villagers were carried to a safe open space.

Joan of Arc came to them one by one, a slight light appeared on her hands.

She is healing the wounded with healing miracles.

However, some of the villagers were injured to the vitals and had lost too much blood, and there was nothing they could do.

Restoration Miracle can restore any wound, but it doesn't mean it can make up for a lot of lost blood.

Overwhelmed by the body, Joan's face became paler and paler.

After the last wounded villager was healed, her body wobbled and collapsed.

The last thing I saw was the panicked voices of my father and others.

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py: "About the fact that I became a girl"

Introduction: A campus full of youthful atmosphere, a girl who longs to be loved, if all you give is a little love, are you willing to accept her? (The book has a sense of sight)

Normal version: The story of an "ordinary" high school girl who can't eat ordinary food and can only eat "utensils" that contain love, and the dessert she raised for this purpose.

uc version: shocked!A high school girl is so hungry that she can only feed on confession letters and toy dolls. Is it the distortion of human nature or the loss of morality behind this?

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Chapter 30 Waking Up

"Ugh..."

Clutching her forehead, Joan sat up.

She looked a little pained, because she overwhelmed her body to release miracles to heal the wounded, so now Joan feels her head hurts.

She stretched out her hand subconsciously, and then a military flag emerged in her hand. It was a weapon given to her by Ashes, and it had the magical effect of boosting the morale of her own soldiers.

The range depends on the amount of mana invested by the user.

"Huh? Here is..."

After looking around, Joan found herself once again in the boundless darkness.

A small ball of light appeared beside her as always.

Leaning on the flagpole, he stood up.

"I'm counting on you this time too."

She said to the little ball of light.

Joan of Arc intuitively felt that this time she would be able to complete this dark road.

The ball of light swayed up and down, and then floated leisurely forward.

Joan of Arc leaned on the military flag and slowly moved forward.

Although she felt a little tired, she still moved forward.