In This Life, I Only Push Joan of Arc

"There will be a way."

Luo An just repeated this with a gentle smile, but the girl's heart was inexplicably calm.

Jacques on the side looked a little uncomfortable.

When my daughter finally came to comfort her, she was not as good as the hairy boy in front of her.

4. I choose you

The time when Joan received the revelation was different from the time when she actually traveled. The real turning point was when she was 16 years old.

So this time, Luo An was not worried about that.

At the age of 16, the other party would ask his relatives.

Want to stop?

In other words, still follow the other side and help her?

Luo An was confused for a while.

After all, what kind of feelings do you have for this girl now?

When Uncle Jacques talked to him, he didn't say anything important. Most of it was about Joan of Arc, such as letting him take care of each other, or something else.Regarding the food, Uncle Jacques said he would handle it.

Luo An is naturally aware of this.

In this way, time flies, winter is coming, the weather is gradually getting colder, and Loon's clothes are also increasing, ushering in a snowy day.

There are still three days until Joan's birthday.

It snowed outside that day, and because of the weather, Luo An's busy labor was finally able to relax.

He also finally had time to think about how to prepare a birthday present for Jeanne.

Speaking of which, the other party has always believed in Catholicism, how about making a cross for her?

Thinking of this, Luo An himself felt good.

This guy prays every day, although he doesn't agree with these things very much, but after all birthdays, happiness is the key.

In three days, the first thing to do is to find the right iron, or stainless steel?

That being said, there is no such thing yet.

The blacksmith in the village should be able to make it, but I am afraid it is not free labor.

Do it when you think of it, because time is running out, and Luo An must do it before his birthday.

He and Joan of Arc slept in the same room at night, so naturally you need to pay attention to these.

After looking around the village for a week, he found the blacksmith's shop, and Luo An went in directly.

Compared with other places, the blacksmith shop in winter is obviously much warmer, and some sounds of fire can be heard inside.

"anyone there?"

"Ok?"

Hearing his shout, there was an echo inside, and soon a muscular man appeared, licking his upper body.

It is estimated that he can do this in this big winter.

"Where's the kid?"

Luo Ang twitched the corners of his mouth. According to his age, he was only 14 years old this year, so he was indeed a bit young.

"Uncle...I want to make a cross around my neck..."

"Don't do it, don't do it."

Just hearing his beginning, the big man waved his hand impatiently,

"Which kid do you belong to? Let your adults take it away. I'm not here to make these things for you."

"Please, I can do anything!"

Luo An quickly bowed his body at a [-]-degree angle.

He knew what to do at this time.

There is no such thing as free in the world, and naturally there is a price to pay.

The gifts he gave Joan of Arc in previous years were all of his own thoughts, and this year is no exception.

"It's useless even if you beg me, I don't need anything like a kid like you."

"I still have some strength!"

He really needs the carving of the other side, not the iron.

"Ah,"

The big man sneered when he heard his words,

"Okay, come over and try it out, then hit the iron fifty times with my hammer, and I'll agree to use you."

Hearing hopeful consent, Lon will not give up.