This is My Heroic Path

An Zhiyu really just wanted to care about the situation of Joan of Arc. After all, if the saintess commanded the army with rice grains stuck to her mouth, it would seem that there is no majesty at all, right?

Having said that, maybe I should have told Master and the others in advance when I woke up just now, lest they be anxious and think that Lily knocked me out because I was out of my mind... An Zhiyu couldn't help thinking.

"I'm calm now, Mr. Bailong." Jeanne sat on the steps next to An Zhiyu with a straight face.

"Also," she added again, "call me Jeanne, or Joan of Arc."

If she hadn't seen An Zhiyu transform into a white dragon with her own eyes before, she would even doubt the other party's identity.

How could the god-inspired person sent by the Lord be so wicked?

This shouldn't be right.

Or is this guy trying to make himself angry on purpose?

Joan of Arc turned her head to look at An Zhiyu again, and took a few careful glances at him.

A head of soft and somewhat messy black hair, a calm expression on his face, and a pair of dark pupils that are extremely deep, as if he is thinking about something important.

and many more……

Joan of Arc was slightly taken aback, and suddenly a look of enlightenment appeared on her face.

After carefully savoring what Mr. Bai Long said just now, could it be said that Bai Long already knew about her current predicament?

After hesitating for a moment, Joan of Arc stared into An Zhiyu's eyes, and after a while, a wry smile unconsciously appeared on her face, "So Mr. Bailong already knew?"

An Zhiyu was taken aback, then turned to look at the girl, with a question mark on his head.

"You guessed right, Mr. Bailong, I really need to calm down." Jeanne lowered her eyes and said softly, "Now our troops are indeed inferior to the enemy's, although there is not much difference in military strength. , but the enemy's offensive is too fierce, and I can't let my army fight back day and night like the enemy."

An Zhiyu was taken aback again.

girl what are you talking about

"You must have seen it too, right? When I went to rescue you, I brought a group of troops with me, and after that, that group of troops was captured by the enemy." Joan of Arc said softly.

"Ha... I seem to have a little impression." An Zhiyu nodded and said.

So when he woke up, did so many things happen in his dream?

Joan of Arc showed a serious look on her face, and continued: "That woman... the guy called the Black Saint, she didn't care about the state of the soldiers, and mobilized a large number of troops to surround the forest. Back then It’s also the same, she let the soldiers attack the Orleans Cathedral day and night, expelled all our guards from the cathedral, and took it for her own use.”

"Why don't you let the soldiers guard the cathedral overnight...?" An Zhiyu asked.

"Soldiers are human too, they need to rest. Of course, I have people on duty, and it turns out..."

"As a result, the other party didn't give you a chance at all, and attacked the Orleans Cathedral day and night for several days in a row?" An Zhiyu asked.

Joan nodded lightly, "This attack lasted for a whole week."

"Well... this enemy is really a devil, this is more serious than [-]." An Zhiyu said very seriously.

One week in a row...I didn't expect there to be such a black-hearted boss who actually set up the 007 system. Such a boss is scum!

"So that Joan of Arc and a certain marshal are in the cathedral now?" An Zhiyu turned his head and asked.

"If there are no accidents, it should be." Jeanne nodded.

"That's why you want to resolve this crisis as soon as possible before causing more casualties?"

Joan nodded again.

She grabbed An Zhiyu's hands, raised her head and said, "Mr. Bailong, this is the revelation from the Lord. Please help me save this country from fire and water!"

"Let's not mention whether I believe in God or not...Since I have been attacked for no reason in front of me, it is impossible to let it go. Don't worry." An Zhiyu thought for a while, and then asked:

"By the way, is it possible that the other darkened you also dreamed about the divine revelation dream that the Lord gave you?"

Joan was stunned for a moment, and that pretty face couldn't help but feel a little dull.

It seems really possible.

An Zhiyu looked at Joan's stunned face, and continued: "Because you see, before you appeared in that forest, another blackened you had been to that forest, and even attacked you for no reason. me."

"Did she follow you to that forest...or did she have the same dream as you?"

"You mean, the Lord also entrusted this dream to her?" Joan asked in disbelief.

"why?"

"Hmm... Maybe it's because I'm not just a white dragon?" An Zhiyu was also a little puzzled.

"In short," he stood up and walked into the villager's warehouse, "as long as the two main bosses in the church are eliminated, the matter will be successfully concluded, right?"

Jeanne nodded, followed An Zhiyu into the warehouse, "That's what I thought."

I thought that An Zhiyu would immediately turn into the white dragon just now, but Joan of Arc saw him lying on the haystack in the warehouse, so she asked puzzledly: "What are you doing now, Mr. Bailong? "

"Take a break, since we're going to face a big battle later, we must have enough energy, right?" An Zhiyu said this, and looked at the girl again, "Are you going to sleep together too?"

"No...that's not what I meant, I thought you were leaving now!" Joan of Arc blushed and said.

"Actually, it doesn't matter. With such a big bed, you won't touch each other at all." An Zhiyu pointed to the "bed" made of piles of hay.

Joan of Arc looked at the haystack that An Zhiyu was pointing at, and for a moment a look of fascination appeared on her face.

How should I put it... She found a haybed like this irresistibly attractive.