This is My Heroic Path

Even when he woke up, he was calling Joan's name.

"It's really interesting, this dream." Scathach said to himself, but the smile on his face became more and more dangerous.

"Keep reading down, I want to see how he evaluates me." Morgan said.

Vivian on the side showed a cute smile as if gloating, and hummed a happy song, as if she felt happy from the bottom of her heart.

Now she is looking forward to the scene after An Zhiyu wakes up.

Chapter 259 May God Bless You

It was already noon when An Zhiyu rested until he was full of energy. When he opened his eyes, the girl next to him was staring at him with a thoughtful look on his face.

When An Zhiyu was resting just now, Joan of Arc was thinking about how to guide An Zhiyu correctly so that he would not go astray in the future, but now she has almost thought about it, and probably knows what to do.

"Let's go, we can set off." An Zhiyu raised his hand and stretched his body, then turned his head and said.

Frankly speaking, if he didn't know that the other party was a saint, An Zhiyu would have thought that the other party had some bad intentions, and it was okay to stare at others while they were sleeping... No matter how you look at it, it is also an idiot's behavior.

Jeanne nodded and said, "Go to a hidden place outside the village and become a dragon, otherwise it will be very troublesome if people see it."

"That's right." An Zhiyu nodded.

If it suddenly turned into a giant dragon in the village, it would probably scare the villagers.

When leaving the warehouse, An Zhiyu turned his head and asked, "Have you packed everything, Miss Jeanne?"

"Of course, I'm not a fool." Seemingly dissatisfied with An Zhiyu's question, Joan frowned slightly, but soon smiled again, "Oh, yes, you call me Joan It's okay, in exchange, I will call you Xiaoyu in the future."

"Got it, let's go."

Although An Zhiyu still couldn't figure out why the lady saint suddenly made a 180-degree turn in her attitude, it didn't hurt him anyway, so it didn't matter.

"Ow!"

At noon, the sun shines on the earth, and the scales of a white dragon shine brightly in the sun, brilliant and gorgeous.

It raised its head and roared towards the sky, looking quite impressive.

"Come on, Miss Joan of Arc." Bai Long turned to look at the girl behind him and said.

"I said, call me Jeanne."

"I see, Miss Jeanne."

"..."

Joan of Arc stepped on the dragon's back silently, and Bai Long looked up at her, "Miss Joan of Arc?"

She ignored An Zhiyu.

"Jeanne?" An Zhiyu called out tentatively.

"Let's go." Joan of Arc said with some displeasure.

This guy obviously called her that on purpose just now, but he didn't expect to be so malicious when he looked less than 16 years old.

The white dragon flapped its wings soaring into the sky, and the ponytail on Joan's back was swaying in the strong wind. She narrowed her eyes slightly to look at the blue sky, then looked down at the white dragon below her, and quickly put it away. The displeasure just now.

Ever since she found out that An Zhiyu was a human being and not a dragon in the morning, Miss Joan vowed to make him go on the right path. After all, with such a powerful force, it would be bad if he went astray.

So, Jeanne leaned down, touched the white dragon's head, and said softly: "Little fish, you have such a powerful power. In your original world, didn't you use it to do something meaningful?"

"Is it meaningful?" Bai Long raised his head slightly and thought for a while.

"If I have to say it, I have done a lot of meaningful things, for example, when I was in Britain, I expelled the aliens, got rid of Vortigern and so on. My master taught me a lot before, not only martial arts, but also There are other reasons."

"Why are you asking this all of a sudden?"

"No, I'm just a little curious, so I just want to ask you before I arrive in Orleans, there is no other meaning." Jeanne shook her head.

It seems that she doesn't need to worry about it. An Zhiyu's master seems to teach well. From the current conversation with An Zhiyu, he can tell that his three views are still very upright.

"By the way, since there are two saintesses, why would the soldiers believe that you are the real saintess?" An Zhiyu suddenly remembered this incident, "Before I appeared, you were already there. Fight against another Black Joan?"

Following An Zhiyu's words, Joan of Arc's face revealed an indispellable haze, and she whispered, "At first I was also suspected by the soldiers, but after that I met Jill, who confirmed my identity."

"Then where is he now?" An Zhiyu asked.

"The whereabouts are unknown." Joan of Arc said softly, "After being attacked by the large army of Black Joan of Arc, Jill evacuated the cathedral to cover me, and she may have been caught now."

When it came to the end, Joan's mood was obviously much lower.

An Zhiyu thought for a while, and said comfortingly, "It's okay, since I will appear in this world, it means I want to help you solve the problem."

"Thank you, it's very reassuring to have you here." A smile unconsciously appeared on Joan's face.

But soon, as if thinking of something, she was startled suddenly, and immediately rubbed her face vigorously.

No no no!

What the hell am I thinking? !

The other party is a boy who is two or three years younger than him!Shouldn't I guide him?Why did I become the one being consoled? !

Joan kneaded her face until it turned a little red, and looked at An Zhiyu with vigilant eyes.

... This boy is really a guy who should not be underestimated.