Dark Soul Moon

This is a test for the king.

The rebellious Lion Rider never actually rebelled.

However, because of the mysterious origin, no one knows where the Lion Rider came from.

Not even the name of the Lion Rider has been handed down.

It is said that only the Lion King and Queen Morgan know each other's names.

Bringing back the descendants of the Lion Knight this time may give them a deeper understanding of the founder of the Abyss Watcher, the Lion Knight.

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Chapter 34 The Cultist

Riding on the horse, Joan of Arc stared straight ahead.

It is now the third day of departure.

Her goal is to go to Chinon and meet Charles, Crown Prince of France.

Then, take command of the French army from the opponent.

After all, I can't single-handedly expel the English, right?

Joan glanced at Ashes who was also riding a horse from the corner of her eye.

The other party didn't say a word along the way, and didn't drink water or eat food at the same time, but occasionally took a sip of an unknown type of wine from nowhere.

At first, Joan was a little worried, so she handed her food and water to Ashes, hoping that Ashes would at least eat a little.

As a result, Ashes told her that she didn't need food and water.

Joan was a little surprised by this, but after remembering the way the other party appeared on the stage, she didn't say any more.

However, the fellow soldiers and Botrikul felt very inconceivable about this.

The soldiers believed that Ash must be a knight sent by the Lord to protect the safety of the saint.

But Botrikul suspects that he is not human.

Ashes was unmoved by the surprised and questioning gazes.

Having learned the lesson he taught Artoria last time, he decided to only act when Joan's life was in danger.

Leave everything else to Joan.

So far, all is well.

No one attacked them blindly.

Soon at noon, Botrikour ordered the soldiers to rest.

There were very few soldiers accompanying this time, after all, they had to go through the territory of the Burgundians to Chinon.

So, the smaller the team, the better.

These soldiers all signed up spontaneously to join this team.

At first, Botrikul thought that his men were worried about his own safety.

Until he saw the look of longing in the eyes of the soldiers, the owner of the eyes was Joan of Arc.

Then Botrikour understood everything.

He secretly thought about whether to fire these soldiers after returning.

He was their commander, but they only had that village girl in their eyes.

Joan dismounted from the horse, and then took out dry food and water from the package on the horse's back and ate.

With the clear water, Joan of Arc took a bite of the hard dry food without changing her expression.

After the water softened the dry food, she swallowed it.

Ashes sat on the horse, observing the surroundings.

Suddenly, he saw black smoke rising in the distance.

His excellent eyesight allowed him to see the true face of the black smoke: it was the black mist that surged from time to time.

It wasn't the black smoke from the fire at all.

His eyes froze, and the black mist reminded him of the abyss.

"I'm leaving for a while."

After leaving these words, Ashes planned to ride away directly.

"Hey?"

Joan was stunned for a moment, and then she saw Ashes leave the team and run towards a certain direction.

Raising her head subconsciously, Joan saw black smoke in the sky.

"A village was attacked?"