Cute Girl Guardian

Medieval France.In the early days of the Hundred Years' War, cavalry tactics were still highly admired. Even if it has changed now, elite fighters basically know how to ride.

"……so what"

"Let me take you to ride a horse." With light in her eyes, Joan looked at Youfeng with a smile.

"I can fly"

"But sages can't fly, they will be regarded as heretics"

"As the commander-in-chief, you must never ride with others. Otherwise, where will your majesty go!"

"Anyway, I'm just a display in their eyes, so there won't be any big problems."

"...Definitely not!"

The next morning

"Shame," Youfeng murmured dejectedly as she sat in front of Joan on a horse, while Joan was behind her, with a smile on her exquisite face.

What the hell did Alaya do to his clone!Beating an disciple to death is like beating a child, but you can't fight against Joan...

It's safer to sit in the front than to sit in the back.

"Count Dunoy is out of order today?" Gilles said strangely as he rode to Joan of Arc's side.

At the forefront of the team, the Earl of Dunoy walked alone at the forefront, wearing all the armor on his body. Giles remembered that the Earl rarely wore a helmet in battle, let alone on the road.

"Haven't you heard, kid? Count Dunoy accidentally fell down yesterday, so his face was a little bruised. Anyone who dares to approach him now will definitely be reprimanded." Patting Gilles on the shoulder, Demes rough With a smile on his face, it's so comfortable!

"Get the hell out of here!"

Just as he was talking, a nobleman in front of the team who wanted to go up and say something was thrown back directly...

"Will the Earl fall down with his strength... You won't get hurt if you hit a rock into a hole, after all, he is a well-known knight in China." Giles looked at the front in a daze, the reason was too strong.

"Humph" tilting his head, Youfeng hummed disdainfully.

Compared with Demes and Bertrand, the Earl of Dunoy is much stronger. A thousand years ago, he could almost enter the level of the Knights of the Round Table.

However, there is still a lot of gap with the knights in front, even if Lancelot came, let him kneel and lick. (.)

Chapter 39 Cuteness is justice, cuteness is faith

"Can you tell me your real identity?" On the way to Orleans on the water, Joan asked with her head tilted and looking at Youfeng in her arms.

"?"real identity?Do you have something to hide?

"I don't know the name of my god yet." Joan of Arc frowned slightly. Until now, she still didn't know the name of the God of Lori's poor breasts.

"...?! So I didn't say it..." With a few question marks above his head, You Feng always felt as if he had said it.

"Well, it doesn't matter anyway, you will know sooner or later, Xixing Temple Youfeng"

"??"

"What's the meaning of that strange look..." Saying my name, I definitely don't know much about it in the current era. In the Sumerian era, Wu Feng was also used. It can be said that except for certain people, who can know The current era of this name has none.

As a result, You Feng saw Joan looking at him with a strange face, is his name strange?Obviously so good.

"I just thought I'd say names like Michael and Margarita"

"I'm not some ghost saint or birdman from the church..." You Feng complained feebly, if someone else heard it, they would definitely stay away from the two in horror.

Joan of Arc is talking about the saints and angels of the church. In the eyes of the people, they are the servants and messengers of the Lord. Youfeng's words are undoubtedly taboo.

Hey, I also have wings, so saying that an angel is a birdman is a change of direction and saying that I am also a birdman?

"If the soldiers hear it, it will definitely lower morale." Jeanne covered her mouth and smiled softly. The conversation between the saint and the sage did not put the Lord in the eyes at all, and it would be good not to be regarded as heresy.

Joan of Arc used to be one of the people who believed in the Lord, but unfortunately before her faith was firm, she encountered a ghost, and she didn't know if it was the ghost of God.

Compared with the Lord who has never appeared before, Youfeng, who shows his power again and again, can occupy Joan's faith more. Maybe he still believed in the Lord at first, but under the influence, he began to change.

(Current belief...cuteness is justice, and cuteness is faith?)

"Qi. What are those two guys? When I existed, the founder of the church had not yet been born, and human culture had just emerged."

Compared with the church that only appeared in the past thousand years.Youfeng despises them because of the absolute age difference. When he was active, Jesus was not even born.

"That's amazing." Clapping her little hands, Joan of Arc said with a light smile.

"...I didn't lie to you." The small face was wrinkled, why did Youfeng feel that this child of Joan seemed...to be crooked?

When we first met, she was obviously such a calm and peaceful girl.How come it's only been a year... and it's grown crooked!In the end who to bring bad!

"Yes Yes"

"...Have you ever heard of the oldest king?" The perfunctory answer made You Feng feel that he should expose the great history a little bit.

"no"

"..." Clutching her head, You Feng just remembered that Joan of Arc was completely ignorant of military history before that, and it would be impossible to learn the useless things of that era even after a year of hard work.

"But I know the era of King Arthur," Joan of Arc said with a playful smile.

"It is rumored to have the strongest knight order in that era, the Knights of the Round Table, commanded by King Arthur, known as the King of Knights, to repel the invasion of the Anglo and Saxons"

"Demes told you?" You Feng guessed.Regardless of the chaotic aristocratic background, the current situation is somewhat similar to that era.