Dark Soul Moon

Chapter 27 Attack

A few months later, Joan was helping her father herd the sheep.

She holds a basket in her hand.

The last time I ate delicious wild fruits when I was sleeping in the wind, so Joan of Arc would go to the woods to pick wild fruits from time to time while grazing.

"Humm~Humm~Humm~Humm~"

Putting the wild fruit she picked in her hand into the basket, Joan happily hummed a song.

Jumping down from the tree, she looked at the wild fruits in the basket with a satisfied smile on her face.

"Eat well tonight."

Joan of Arc thought about it, and then took out a few wild fruits from the basket, and ran to the nearby stream to wash it a bit.

Afterwards, she brushed a wild fruit off the surface and put it in her mouth.

After one bite, the refreshing juice flowed in the mouth, giving Joan the enjoyment on the tip of her tongue.

"Eat a few now."

After swallowing the wild fruit in her mouth, she said to herself.

Just when Joan was about to put the second wild fruit into her mouth, she suddenly turned her head and looked elsewhere.

There, several figures appeared.

After seeing clearly what the figure was wearing, Joan's pupils shrank suddenly. It was a Burgundian soldier.

No, there is another one who is not a Burgundian, and the opponent's armor and weapon style are not consistent with those of Burgundian soldiers.

It's an English soldier.

Subconsciously, he put his hand on his waist, where the straight sword of the sun should have been inserted.

However, Jeanne found nothing.

Because Ashes was going to teach her miracles today, Joan left the weapon at home.

Fortunately, Sheng Ling is still there.

Holding the holy bell, Joan stood up.

The slightly wet clothes set off her graceful figure.

The eyes of the Burgundian soldier gradually became salivating.

His gaze swept across Joan's body.

This time, he passed through the French defense line by chance, and met the Englishman who seemed to be looking for someone by chance.

According to the French-speaking Englishman, they are looking for a person, who is said to be a descendant of a legendary knight hundreds of years ago.

A few months ago, the people above met the descendants of the legendary knight, but had to retreat because of the mission.

Now, they send the rest of England to find this man.

Those who find it will be richly rewarded.

The Burgundian soldier felt that he must be blessed by the Lord.

Because the Englishman was sure that the beautiful village girl in front of them was the one they were looking for.

He drew his sword and wanted to capture the village girl.

However, the British stopped him, and the people above demanded that the target be brought back intact, and the other party was not allowed to suffer any harm.

The Burgundian soldier inserted the weapon back in, and the rich man is the uncle.

Although there was no way to use a weapon, the other party looked like an unarmed village girl and could be easily captured.

Maybe in the process of arrest, there may be accidental physical contact.

Looking at Joan's beautiful face and beautiful figure, he thought so.

"You tell her to let her come with me."

ordered the Englishman.

Somewhat dissatisfied with the commanding tone of the Englishman, but thinking of the generous rewards they could get after completing the task, the Burgundian soldiers buried their dissatisfaction in their hearts.

"Hey, the village girl across the way, you must follow him."

cried the Burgundian soldier.

Joan looked at him like a fool.

Anyone who listens to this Burgundian soldier is a fool.

She didn't answer, just held the holy bell.

Then, a lightning bow and arrow appeared in his hand.

The expression of the Burgundy soldier froze immediately.

The English, however, yelled.