Why is My Second Dimension Weird?

Xu Ming had never seen such a despicable and shameless enemy!

He burst out laughing like crazy.

If you look closely, you can see that although he is smiling, his eyes are cold.

Xu Ming was really angry.

Since you want to stop me so much, I will take away what you want in front of your face! !

A gust of wind blows, bringing a strong aroma of malt.

This gust of cool wind also cooled down Xu Ming's feverish brain.

Anger can be a powerful motivator, but you can't let anger rule your mind.

At this moment, a voice full of doubts suddenly came from the side.

"Excuse me, is there anything I can do for you, sir."

As soon as Xu Ming turned his head, he saw a man dressed in sackcloth, similar to a medieval peasant, looking at him curiously.Xu Ming looked up and down at the farmer who appeared suddenly, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

The farmer in front of him was blond and tall, and he was actually a foreigner.

The farmer also seemed a little shocked by Xu Ming's black hair and black pupils, and even took a half step back a little uneasy.

Only then did Xu Ming notice that the other party spoke a language similar to English. He had heard it before, and it seemed to be French! ?

I don't know why, but Xu Ming can understand.

If Xu Ming's guess is correct, this should be what Jeanne Tan said, the different world built by the Holy Grail.

Now he urgently wants to know where he is and when he is in order to make countermeasures easier.

"This is where?"

Xu Ming tried to ask.

The other party seemed to understand Xu Ming's language at once, hesitated for a while, and said hesitantly:

"This, this is Domremy."

Xu Ming immediately felt very familiar.

"Doremy... wait! Joan of Arc!?"

A light flashed in Xu Ming's mind.

"Jeanne? Who is that?"

The farmer looked at him in bewilderment.

The other party's reaction surprised Xu Ming.

Did he guess wrong?

He immediately began to think.

The other party spoke French, and the place names also corresponded to France. This place should be the famous hometown of the saint——Dorrémy.

But he said he didn't know Joan of Arc.

Joan of Arc's popularity in France is equivalent to that of King Arthur in England and Washington in the United States. They may forget their president's name, but it is absolutely impossible not to know Joan of Arc.

Unless this was the era before Joan was born.

The Holy Grail does not summon the Nobody (other than the Tool Man), and should not teleport him to an unrelated location.

So before Joan of Arc, the most famous in France was Charlemagne and his twelve warriors.

Xu Ming felt that he needed to confirm, so he asked again:

"What age is it now?"

The farmer's eyes instantly became very strange, but he still answered him.

"It is now May 1432, 5 AD."

Xu Ming was taken aback for a moment, this time did not happen to be nearly a year after Joan's death, since France is in her hometown, it is impossible for someone not to know...

and many more!

Xu Ming suddenly realized that there was a problem with his thinking.

At this time, Joan of Arc was not a saint. The title of "Saint" was not rehabilitated until more than 500 years after her death, and she was canonized [-] years later. At this time, Joan of Arc was still a virgin under the slander of the British. A witch who was just executed at the stake.

So he asked cautiously:

"And do you know Jean Darc?"

The farmer immediately looked at him vigilantly, and raised the upside-down pitchfork in his hand.

"You know Jeanne?"

The farmer's reaction was completely beyond Xu Ming's expectations.

He quickly turned his palms towards the farmer to indicate that he was not threatening, and at the same time said:

"I don't mean anything malicious, I'm her comrade-in-arms, so..."

'The current comrades-in-arms are also considered comrades-in-arms, there is nothing wrong, old iron. '

Xu Ming added a sentence in his heart at the same time.

The farmer's attitude eased a little. Although he put down the pitchfork, he still stared at him very vigilantly.

"Sorry, something happened in the village now... It's all the fault of those damn British guys. Our village is more nervous when we see foreigners."

"Understand! Understood!"

"Then you came to see little Jeanna because..."

"I passed by nearby and stopped by to visit her parents."

The reason for passing by to visit the parents of the dead comrade-in-arms was reasonable, but Xu Ming didn't see that when he claimed to be Joan's comrade-in-arms, the farmer's eyes flashed with deep suspicion.

"Rangna's home is at the east end of the village, and the second largest house in the village belongs to them."

The farmer pointed to the small village road in the distance.

"I still haven't finished my farm work, so I won't go back with you."

"Thanks and goodbye."

"Goodbye."

Xu Ming thanked the farmer, turned around and walked towards Dom Remi.

Looking at his back, the farmer had a very strange expression on his face.

After Xu Ming walked away, the farmer looked in the direction of the village, and after making sure that Xu Ming couldn't see him, he turned and walked in the other direction of the path...

On the other side, Xu Ming followed the path in the field to the village, Domremy, which is said to symbolize the origin of the saint.

Xu Ming knocked on the door of Joan's house under the curious, vigilant, or fearful eyes of the villagers.

"Here we come, please wait a moment."

A woman's voice came from inside the house.

Then the door opened, and a woman who looked almost like Joan of Arc, with a more mature temperament, and dressed as a village girl appeared at the door.

Looking at the familiar face and the golden ponytail floating behind his head, Xu Ming couldn't help feeling a little dazed. Isn't this the mature version of Joan of Arc?

Although Joan of Arc is mature enough in some aspects, her temperament cannot be faked.

The woman, who was suspected to be Joan of Arc's mother, glanced over Xu Ming's black hair, and a trace of doubt flashed in her eyes, but it soon turned into a look of vigilance.

"who are you looking for?"

"Hello, ma'am. I once fought side by side with Miss Jeanne. This time, I happen to be on the way, and I want to visit her family."

Xu Ming once again used the same rhetoric that fooled the farmer.

Unexpectedly, upon hearing that Xu Ming was Joan's comrade-in-arms, the woman's expression didn't seem to have changed much, and her attitude was always lukewarm.

Xu Ming couldn't help but sighed in his heart. He really didn't expect that the first problem he encountered was because of his appearance.

In the Middle Ages, the West, especially the church, seemed to think that 'black hair and black pupils' was a symbol of the son of the devil, and France was also known as the 'filial son' of the church, the base of Catholicism.

These farmers did not tie him to the stake on the spot, probably out of fear of his identity and fear of his terrible abilities.

Although the woman on the opposite side didn't make it so obvious, Xu Ming also faintly felt rejection from her.

"I'm so sorry, I……"

Just as the woman was about to refuse, she suddenly caught a glimpse of the cross that Xu Ming was wearing around her neck.

"Get out your crucifix and follow me..."

The woman glanced at the surrounding villagers and said in a low voice.

"Ah this."

Xu Ming was a little confused.

"hurry up!"

The woman seemed to notice that something was wrong with the eyes of the villagers, and said hastily.

So Xu Ming imitated the woman's movements, holding the cross in his hands, and drew the word 'cross' in front of him.

When the villagers saw Xu Ming's actions, the hostility on their faces immediately diminished a lot.

Xu Ming suddenly realized.

His imitation of a woman is equivalent to casting a certificate.

After all, in the eyes of these villagers, God is omnipotent.

If a child of the devil dares to hold a cross and imitate his disciples to draw the cross, he is courting death, just like a vampire running to the beach to sunbathe.Xu Ming still hasn't figured out exactly what the 'Caster' class trial requires him to do, and after the system sent a message, he also started to play dead.

According to various signs, the so-called trial may not be as simple as letting him defeat a Caster.

Xu Ming could only find a way to find clues by himself.

After his analysis, since the "Holy Grail of Heaven" sent him to Domremy, and the time was exactly one year after Joan of Arc was executed, this trial must have something to do with Joan of Arc.

Then starting from Joan's family, it is likely to find some useful clues.