Joan propped up her frail body, and her long golden hair was scattered on the ground.

Although her long hair was a bit dirty due to the many days of prison life, her charm still did not diminish.

Looking at the shackles on her hands and the iron shackles on her feet, Joan of Arc began to think about what would happen at night.

Someone said to rescue her at night, but Joan was not sure who said this to her.

It might be that weird Catholic, or it might not be.

Something was bound to happen tonight, though.

She had to be ready to take the opportunity to escape at any time.

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After returning to his room, the Catholic priest was immediately stabbed into the wall next to his neck with a knife.

"signal?"

The leader of the Abyss Watcher asked in a low voice.

"The Lion Rider."

The priest replied in a low voice.

Then the leader backed away slowly.

The appearance of the clergyman changed for a while, and became that of a magician.

"Have you heard the news?"

asked the leader.

The magician nodded: "Tomorrow, Your Excellency Joan of Arc will be directly burned at the stake, so we'd better rescue her tonight."

"Clark is ready to respond, and two monitors follow him, responsible for ensuring the smooth execution of the plan and monitoring him."

The leader withdrew the blade in his hand and hid it in the scabbard on the sole of his boot.

According to the information provided by Clark, the magician hijacked a clergyman of similar status to pretend to be him, and got involved in this secret trial.

Then he witnessed the whole process of the trial and couldn't help admiring Joan's wit.

Forcibly muddling up the trial that was supposed to be sure, forcing the bishop of the trial to tear his face directly.

The leader pretended to be his guard and sneaked in together.

However, the guard is not qualified to attend the trial, so he can only wait for news from the magician.

Fortunately, the magician did not disappoint him.

"The monitors and ghost soldiers in France are gathering here."

The leader spread out a map.

"Our people discovered Joan's adjutant, Gilderley, who has arranged support and blocking personnel in this small church. At the same time, we also learned from Gilderley that the French knights have set off to rescue Jeanne. Germany."

"So apart from us, Farhan Knight and Gilderrey may also appear."

"We have only contacted Gildrey so far, and he is willing to help us with our operations. He will launch an attack to attract attention, and we will take advantage of the chaos to rescue Joan of Arc."

"The only problem is that Farhan Knight has disappeared. If he also launched an attack today, then we might be killed as an enemy."

said the leader.

"That's really scary."

The magician shrugged.

"I hope that the Farhan Knight will show up again after we rescue Joan of Arc. In this way, at least the saint will help us intercede, otherwise I am afraid that the Farhan Knight will kill us when we meet directly."

He made a gesture of wiping his throat.

The chief didn't object.

Maybe it really will be like this, seeing them with Joan of Arc, the other party may really treat them as enemies and kill them directly.

The leader is not confident that he can survive the opponent's attack, and the magician probably can escape with magic.

"...Forget about the Farhan knights, let's plan how to rescue Joan of Arc."

In the past few days of trial, the leader did not do anything. He secretly stepped on Joan of Arc after he was taken out, and grasped the location of the cage where Joan of Arc was held and the nearby terrain.

"Jeanne's adjutant will launch an attack at night. At that time, some ghost soldiers should have arrived. They will attack in other directions to distract the guards."

"At this time, we need to rescue Joan before the enemy takes Joan away."

"Let me declare first that the saint is in a very weak state, and I'm afraid she won't be able to escape by herself. At that time, one of us will need to carry the saint on his back."

The magician shrugged and reminded.

During the trial, he saw Joan's weakness.Therefore, when escaping, Joan of Arc cannot be regarded as combat power.

"I see."

The leader nodded.

"Then, we flee in this direction. A group of ghost soldiers will meet us here."

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