"You two stay here and finish your work, and I'll check on things, and—"

At the end, he turned his head and told Lon,

"Don't be lazy for me, even if I'm not here, but if you haven't done things well when I come back, I'll tell that guy Jacques."

"I know, I know."

After being surprised, Lon pretended not to care and waved his hand to dismiss the other party, making it obvious that it was not so easy for Darke to calm down.

Luo An looked at her still a little helpless,

"Don't worry, although those people are a bit excessive, they shouldn't kill people."

"But the last time the food was collected, Dad gathered the whole village. Now everyone in the village is almost hungry. It's impossible to collect that much food this time."

Dalke shook his head.

"Uncle Jacques naturally has his own way."

The Jacques Dalk in his mouth was Joan of Arc's father. It was recorded in history that his parents were not affected, and the village did not end up dead in the end. Even in the final trial in France, there were still her villagers. Pray for her.

As for more specific things, Luo An doesn't know at all.After all, who is so proficient in learning Joan of Arc's history?

It was good that he remembered that as a medical student.

But it is precisely because of this that when he looks at the 12-year-old girl next to him now, he can't help feeling more helpless. It turns out that there is still one year left. Is such a girl going to prepare for the battlefield?

The girl no longer answered, but focused on doing her own thing.

"Let,"

But at this time, Luo An suddenly made a sound, he looked at the girl,

"Can you promise me one thing now?"

"Promise something?"

She tilted her head suspiciously.

"Lon, are you playing a bad idea again?"

The girl's face was a little helpless,

"Forget it at ordinary times, now is not the time to make these jokes, Luo An."

The latter shook his head,

"I want your consent now."

Seeing his serious look, the girl was also taken aback, she hesitated,

"If it's not too much to ask for..."

"In the future, no matter what time it is, always put you as a woman in the first place."

"..."

The two stared at each other for a while, and Darke just stared at him in such a dazed way. There was still some inconceivable in her eyes. She was silent for a long time, and then she puffed out her mouth in dissatisfaction.

"What are you talking about, I'm a girl!"

"I hope you can tell me the same in the future, and then start a family and live happily with your own family."

Luo An didn't seem to care much about her anger, instead he chuckled lightly.

"You're saying something incomprehensible again."

The girl did her own thing again,

"Besides, you have to be at least 14 years old to get married."

Luo An smiled,

"I hope your Catholic religion allows you devout believers to get married."

"Lon, you know that these are okay. You used to support me in doing these things, and you would also bless me. Why are you always a little harsh now?"

"It makes you unhappy?"

Luo An looked at her, and his tone softened somewhat.

"After all, I'm not someone who believes in these things."

"You didn't believe in these things before."

Dalke can still remember that when he was a child, the other party often accompanied him to church to pray. Although he looked pretentious every time, it was not like now. He mentioned Catholicism from time to time and said a few words on the side.

"But the nuns in the church are still not allowed to marry."

He spread his hands a little funny, and the girl suddenly became angry and laughed,

"You're talking about something else. Why doesn't Loon like me going to church to pray now?"

"It can't be said that I don't like it, but I suddenly feel that since you are such a devout believer who prays every day, why hasn't your Lord come to help you."

"The Lord will shine on each of us, even the unbelieving Lon you, it will also bless you."

"I'd rather you be fine."

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