Comprehensive Manga You Were Taken In

"Hey~!

Although I still want to be humble about the title of the saint, but everyone is always called the saint, and Joan of Arc also gave up a little!

So when she heard Natasha's address to herself, Joan of Arc just sighed and invited again.

"Miss Natasha! Would you like to have a cup of tea together?"

Looking at Natasha, Joan of Arc's sapphire blue eyes flashed with pure kindness, with a slight tilt of her head, a strand of golden temple hair fluttered gently with the evening wind, beautiful, kind, holy, and warm!

It seems that any beautiful words will not be abrupt when placed on the girl in front of her.

Perhaps Natasha understands that those believers with a French background stubbornly believe that the girl in front of them is the saint of national salvation in their history!

The moment she saw her, even Natasha, as a weather-beaten agent, could not help but be shaken by the smile of the girl in front of her, and gave birth to an idea of ​​wanting to follow the girl.

And Joan of Arc in history also created the miracle that as a first-order village girl, the French army followed and led them to win the Hundred Years' War!

In Joan of Arc's gentle and full of kind smile, Natasha's tense body relaxed, and then she asked with some doubts.

"you know me?"

"Do not…"

Joan of Arc shook her head, looking at Natasha's sapphire eyes with a flash of pity, and then said in a nostalgic tone.

"Maybe Yu knows you, but I just felt a familiar aura from you!"

"feather?"

Natasha murmured, but she soon realized that the kind address in Joan's mouth should be the Pope of the Church Church, Mo Yu!

And from Joan of Arc's emotion and tone of calling the other party's name, Natasha also instinctively came to a conclusion that her relationship with the Pope is definitely very unusual and very close!

But after that, what made Natasha even more curious was that there was something in her that made Joan of Arc feel familiar?

And Joan of Arc looked at her eyes, that kind of understanding and sympathy, which made Natasha feel as if she had been seen through, and was very uncomfortable.

"Don't be nervous, I'm not malicious, I just saw my own shadow (cfbg) in you!"

Seemingly seeing Natasha's discomfort, Joan of Arc kindly reached out and held Natasha's hand.

In this way, Natasha was brought to the side of the tea table by Jeandela, and at the same time a beautiful nun held two cups of black tea on a white tray and handed them over.

"thanks!"

Joan of Arc politely thanked the nun.

"It is my pleasure to serve Her Royal Highness!

The nun said with sincere respect, making Jeanne slightly embarrassed to touch her cheek. After the nun stepped back, she greeted Natasha again and explained.

"Actually, it's the same for me. I've felt the feeling of walking out of the war with blood on my hands. It's not a good feeling to be guilty of sin, and I feel remorse in your heart. You are always atonement!

Joan of Arc's words made Natasha's hand tremble when she just touched the black tea. She was born in the dark and longed for light. She was born in a cruel training base for secret agents like the Red Room. She had to kill her comrades just like raising a gu. Widow's Agent.

Natasha's childhood can be said to be very bitter, and it is not her own wish to embark on the road of being a secret agent. In the end, it is regarded as a sharp blade, and the killing weapon is not her hope.

Otherwise, in the end, she would not betray the Red Room and join the S.H.I.E.L.D., in the final analysis, just because the concept of S.H.I.E.L.D. is closer to her yearning for the light and protecting others!

At least on the surface of the unaware Snake Shield!

Staring at Joan of Arc, Natasha felt a little unsure whether the girl in front of her was trying to shake her heart with words, or she just wanted to chat with her, her intuition told the saint in front of her. It should be the latter, but she is still a little wary out of the agent's sanity.

"You participated in the war!? 99

Since it was an exchange, Natasha decided to get more information from Jeanne, so she asked directly.

"Well, I was born in a village called Donremy on the border of Champagne-Ardenne and Lorraine, and my favorite thing to do at the time was to sleep on the stalks of wheat in the warm afternoon sun On the piles of spikes!"

"Enjoying the warm sun in the countryside and the smell of the ears of wheat carried by the breeze, but then I met the angels St. Michael, St. Margaret, and St. Catherine, and thus received a "revelation from the Lord""

"And then set foot on the battlefield..."

Joan of Arc said with nostalgia, but Natasha's eyelids twitched, because Joan's recollection was so familiar to her, and the meaning of what she said was that she was the Saint of the Salvation of France during the Hundred Years War between England and France. The story of Joan of Arc!?

"You are really Joan of Arc!? Who in history!? A character from more than 500 years ago! If it is how you have lived until now! And who in history should not be judged at the age of 19, Burned to death as a witch!""

Natasha asked in surprise, but when she thought that she had been injected with serum and had survived until now, it is not impossible to accept the fact that Joan of Arc is which Joan of Arc in history.

"Of course I didn't live to this day! I was indeed burned to death at that time!"

Shrugging her shoulders, Joan didn't shy away from talking about her being burned to death. Joan didn't think there was anything wrong with such an ending. She had a revelation that she had already foreseen such an ending.

She also won't resent anyone because of that ending.

"Then are you now... a ghost, a holy spirit, or an angel? 35

After hearing what Joan of Arc said, Natasha guessed and asked, if the Yankee just now is really an angel, then Joan of Arc! With her merits, she should be able to become an angel with her status as a saint!?

"It's a heroic spirit!"

Joan of Arc generously told Natasha about her form of existence. After all, Mo Yu didn't let them pay attention to cover up, just like Yan didn't care about revealing her identity as an angel, and she didn't care about revealing her identity as a heroic spirit. .

"Heroic Spirit!?"

"With history as the bone and faith as the muscle, be an existence born out of history and fantasy! Joan of Arc!"

Joan of Arc explained that Natasha also roughly understood what she meant. With simple thinking, the existence of Joan of Arc is like creation.

The Joan of Arc in history is the original, and the heroic spirit Joan of Arc in front of me is a second creation with fantasy and faith! ? ?

Such existence...