Dark Soul Moon

Joan looked puzzled.

What's going on outside?

"You'll have to ask your guard."

The magician said angrily.

The appearance of Farhan Knight directly made their plan a waste of paper.

Now the Catholic staff in the castle must be gone, but they might as well.

"My guard..."

Jeanne froze for a moment, and then she immediately realized who the other party was talking about.

Apparently Ashes showed up and seemed to want to save her.

A warm current flashed in my heart.

"Then just run away."

Feeling the recovery of a little physical strength, Joan of Arc said.

She raised her hands.

The shackles that bound her fell into the eyes of the magician and the leader.

The leader drew his knight sword and strode forward.

The sword light flashed, and the iron chain was cut in half.

"Please help me, both of you."

Joan moved her bound hands, and then she gestured.

His feet were still bound.

Soon, the iron chains on his feet were also cut off.

As the shackles were cut off, the magic circle used to suppress the recovery of Joan's magic power also failed.

The magic power began to recover quickly, at least much faster than recovering a little bit of magic power every day before.

"Now, let's escape."

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Walking in the burning ruins, Ashes burn with sparks.

In the sky, thunder guns fell from time to time.

What followed were human screams.

There were many dead bodies lying on the road.

Those were the Catholics who died in the first thunderbolt strikes.

Whether it is a guard, a priest, or a handyman, there is no difference in status in front of the Thunder Gun.

Now, they are all corpses.

He raised his head and looked at the prison tower in front of him.

Stretching out his left hand, a fiery flame condensed in his hand.

Then, the flame came out of his hand.

[Hotbed Residue], one of several powerful spells.

The closed iron door was directly blasted open.

He sensed the breath of the medium inside.

Therefore, the dark clouds in the sky were under his control and did not target the prison tower.

Ignoring the scorching air, ash entered the interior of the prison.

He looked at the body lying on the ground and narrowed his eyes.

It looks like someone got in here first.

The fallen bodies were mostly soldiers in Catholic dress.

The figure moved forward quickly.

In order to avoid nights and dreams, he wanted to take Joan of Arc away as soon as possible.

"Chong!"

The blade was unsheathed, and the two knight swords came together.

Ashes saw the man wearing the armor of a Catholic soldier in front of him, and killing intent flashed in his eyes.

Behind him is a clergyman, and Joan of Arc is staying behind him, as if forced.

"!"

The leader looked at the familiar knight in front of him, and then he was stunned.