In This Life, I Only Push Joan of Arc

"Didn't I just stand here?"

The girl looked at her body,

"Lonne has always been a little weird lately."

This time, the latter did not reply.

Indeed, when he first came here, he thought that the other party was the saint who saved France, so he supported the other party with longing. After all, the future France was saved by this legendary figure.

But now, after knowing each other for more than ten years, Luo An found that his heart had changed, and he was no longer as firm as he once was.Every year during the festival, the time the girl spends with him are his precious memories.

And now, he has to accept a fact.

This girl who has played with her since she was a child and lived with her for more than ten years will receive the prophecy of the archangel next year, and then rush to the battlefield. Finally, at the age of 19, she will be burned to death under the name of a witch .

He didn't know the exact time, but he knew that Jean Dalk's birthday was on January [-]th.

At this time in previous years, Luo An would send her some nice little gifts, and the girl was very happy to receive it.

It is better to say that after more than ten years of getting along, Luo An has become accustomed to her existence.

Humans are selfish after all, and now he doesn't want her to experience this.

He still has some historical memories. Although he can't recall it completely, he occasionally thinks about what would happen if he took the other party away, and what would happen to the final development of France and Britain?

It's just a pity... those have nothing to do with him.

"If there is only this request, although it is a bit strange, I am indeed a girl, and I don't need you to emphasize it."

The girl's face returned to the familiar gentle smile.

"So that means I can get another one?"

"If it's still these strange things, I'll definitely be angry."

This time, Luo An chuckled lightly,

"Then I hope that no matter when, you can always be by my side."

When he said these words, the surroundings seemed to be quiet, and Luo An still had a smile on his face, but it was a pity that Darke was already looking at him in surprise.

There was a slight blush on her face, and then it disappeared in a flash, putting her hands behind her back and turning her back with active steps,

"My business has been completed, Luo An, please hurry up."

The latter looked at her back somewhat helplessly.

Is this the default or no need to answer.

3. Is this what the heavens will do to the people?

"I taught you to write your own name before, do you still know it now?"

The girl's step away was obviously stiff for a while, and Luo An could see at a glance that she must have forgotten again.

It should be said that she is a village girl and illiterate.

"Look, the way you foolishly followed me in the past has not changed now."

He pretended to be a little regretful and sighed,

"Hey, times have really changed. I still want to be foolish enough to follow me around and ask questions, but it's a pity that I can't go back to the past."

The girl suddenly turned around in dissatisfaction, this time her face exploded completely,

"Lon! I'm going to be angry!"

The latter is not at all afraid of her hand,

"It doesn't change the fact that you are angry. I remember who was here. I used to pretend to be my sister and asked me to call her "Let's sister"?"

Seeing his leisurely appearance, the girl ran back immediately, and then punched him with a small fist,

"That's because you messed up my haystack!"

"What's the point of that pile of grass."

Because of the poor people in the village, Dalke gave them his bed. Although that kind of bed was also rough wood, it was better than nothing.

Lon was opposed to this matter, it might be better to say that he even stopped the girl's behavior, but it still failed.

Not only did he fail, but he also gave her a "probation" and donated his bed.

This saint is so damn sweet, it's not that he doesn't want it, it's just that the other party is too cute.

So now, in the hut next to the house at night, the two haystacks are the beds for two people.

And it makes Dalke seem to like his little haystack very much.

Luo An couldn't understand it anyway. Wouldn't it be nice to sleep in a house one by one?

Standing on the spot and letting the other party's soft little hands hit him, Luo An felt that this was the Jean Dalke he usually knew.

That worried expression shouldn't appear on the girl's face.

He hoped that the other party could always be like this.

And the system said that if he asked him to come over to correct history... what kind of history is it to correct, abnormal development?