I became Joan of Arc, walking on the continent of Terra

"Since the notification is completed, why don't you leave? You don't want me to let him go when he comes out, right?"

Fiameta didn't have a friendly tone towards this gun rider at the moment, and she didn't want to see this old guy when she was angry.

"I want to make sure you won't be in danger! You two are too dangerous to face that guy, at least I can help you by the side."

While speaking, he raised his revolver.The one in his hand is more than twice the size of the one he gave to Lemuane before, one can imagine its terrifying power.

"No need, this is my business! Besides, if you hit him with this thing, what if you break the commandment?"

Fiametta knew very well that the commandments' requirements for gun cavalry could be described as harsh.If it is against Andorn, it will be broken if the gun is used!

"If he intends to hurt you, the old man will go all out to kill him! Besides, he is a wanted criminal! Have you ever heard of the gun rider who shot and killed the wanted criminal?"

"You...forget it, you'd better go back soon."

Facing this old guy, Fiameta didn't know what expression she should use, and now she just wanted him to stay away.

"You have such a good family relationship."

"Of course, we are a family! Otherwise, why must I come?"

"Shut up, Mostima! Also, a Sakota is not related to Riberi!"

……

At this moment, Andorn was walking in the empty pope's hall. The pope's hall at this moment was not as lively as before, but was incomparably silent.

This was something Andorn had never seen before. Even in the middle of the night, the Pope's Hall was still brightly lit, with people coming and going, which had never happened before.

And now the only light on is the road leading to the Pope's seat.

Obviously, the other party also intends to meet him.I just don't know, the moment he stepped in, would there be a room full of gun riders waiting for him?

But these are not in the scope of Andorn's consideration. Now he only hopes to get an answer, an answer that Sakota should not ask, a nightmare that has plagued him for more than ten years.

"You are welcome, young man. Although I should ask someone to arrest you, I, an old man, am also very curious about why you came to see me before that."

The pope's heart at this moment is also very exciting, because too many things happened today, so many that his aging head can't accept it.

Everything today is too coincidental, coincidence is like someone playing the strings of fate, implicating some irrelevant things together, and making them appear.

Among them, the most important thing is the young man in front of him.This was a child he had looked up to, a child who had committed the unforgivable.

He looked at this wanted criminal who had disappeared from Rutland for many years, and looked at his face that was much thinner than before. It seemed that his life in these years was not good.

Only those eyes became brighter, it seemed that he had found his future direction, but he was still a little confused now.

"Perhaps I should say good evening to you now, or happy new year? Great Evangelista XI?"

Andoren Kanze, an old man with a calm smile, had an urge to question him immediately, but he quickly suppressed this urge.

Because he also knew that such questioning was useless.Excessive expression will only make people feel that he has fallen into a crazy world.

In that case, not even the wise man would want to argue with him.After all, arguing with a lunatic is the stupidest thing in the world.

"Oh, if I were you, I might invite you to sit down and have a cup of tea. But not now, Andorn, tell me why you are here!"

The pope's eyes became sharper, and he completely lost the look of the kind old man in the past.Now he is extremely serious, showing the majesty of the Pope to the other party.

"Ah, that's right. I am now Evangelista No. 11. After all, those guys looked like before I changed back to the title. I can only make a living with this title that is not high or low."

Chapter 380 Two New Year's Gift Exchange

And just when Andorn questioned the Pope, the three Joan of Arc, who were about to fish in troubled waters and leave the venue, met the Lateran officials who came to maintain order.

And the odd one is the purple-haired Violev.Although she is still smiling now, the slightly tired expression on her face will not lie.

This guy has been working overtime for a long time!

"We meet again, Your Majesty the Holy Maiden."

Vierliv looked very respectful at the moment, which was in contrast to the way she met before.

After all, a saint in name is completely different from a saint who can cause miracles.The latter indeed has the power to rewrite Lateran.

"Is there so much work in Rutland? I feel like you've been working overtime these days. Don't you have a rest day?"

Looking at the other party who seemed to have dark circles under the eyes, Jeanne murmured to herself.The main reason is that the high-level cardinal I saw was the cardinal, and the others were basically not seen.

It was as if all the other bishops had gone to catch fish, leaving such an honest man to work overtime day and night.

"You can just call me Joan of Arc. I don't know why you came here yourself?"

for what?Of course it's for the miracle that your old man made!

Vierliv thought to herself that she was a person who disliked unplanned emergencies, because she would feel that she had insufficient control over the situation.

But the reality is like this, some things will come so suddenly, and even ruthlessly smash all the plans that I have carefully arranged.

In this regard, she is not as good as that old man.That person can solve everything with an extremely easy method, just like the wind in spring, you won't even notice his method.

This is also the main reason why she was willing to help the old man deal with these matters, even working overtime for free.She admired the wise man.

"The Pope wants to meet with you, saying that there are some things he wants to let you know. By the way, I want to meet this little girl named Cecilia once."

She looked at little Sakota who was hiding in Joan's arms at this time, and her mood was also very complicated.

For this unstable factor, her consistent suggestion is to completely bury this child in the history of Lateran, just like the previous generations of popes.

If the Pope doesn't want to do anything, she doesn't mind taking the reputation of violating the Pope's will, and taking care of the risk by herself, and accepting the Pope's punishment.

However, looking at Joan in front of her, she felt that if she planned to fight the other party, she and this group of people would probably suffer a disadvantage.

Moreover, she couldn't bear the objection of the Holy Maiden and the Pope, so she could only see where things would go.

And Feria, who was in the crowd at the moment, looked at her daughter very heartbroken, and now she wanted to rush over and take the child back into her hands.

No matter what they are facing next, it is good for them to bear those things together.

She knew very well that this secret couldn't be hidden anymore, and the people around her were probably targeting her children.As for what the future will look like, she feels that she can foresee it.

Regardless of the dissuasion of others, she resolutely walked to the place where Joan of Arc and the others communicated.It's actually very inconspicuous there, only a few sharp-eyed people discovered them.

"Stand back, ma'am! This way..."

"I am the mother of that child!"

Before the surrounding gunriders stopped him, Feria first opened his mouth to explain his identity to them.The gun rider looked at the child in Joan's arms, and let her in.

Because the two people do look alike, and judging by the grade of the saint, it doesn't seem like there will be such an older child.

It should be a lost child who was found, right?But the kid was really lucky to be able to see the scene on the top of the tower with his own eyes.

"mom!"

Regardless of the thoughts in the gun rider's mind, Cecilia here also called out to her mother in surprise when she saw her mother wanting to come by herself.

And this call also attracted the attention of Joan of Arc and the others. They looked at the direction of Cecilia's outstretched arm almost at the same time, wanting to see the appearance of the child's mother.

It was a thin woman who seemed to be in poor health.I guess it's because of the exhaustion of taking care of the young child alone, while trying to find a way for the family of three to meet each other?

"I'm sorry, Cecilia accidentally ran away when she saw someone her mother said she wanted to avoid..."

Cecilia also quickly apologized to her mother. When she saw the haggard mother, she knew that she had caused trouble.

"It's none of Cecilia's business, it's my mother's fault for not taking good care of Cecilia..."

She took Cecilia from Joan's hands and held her tightly, crying.

On the other hand, Val Liv was a little surprised, she didn't expect that this mother would throw herself into the trap?Maybe in the heart of the other party, it is like this.

But she didn't interrupt the reunion between mother and daughter, and Rutland didn't plan to do anything to them anyway.

At most, let her take the child to the notary office, at least to make up the account first.

"Thank you for taking care of the lost Cecilia, I really appreciate it."

She thanked Joan of Arc and Lemuen. Although the secret was discovered this time because of the two, she never blamed them from the bottom of her heart.

They really want to help their children along the way, and they can't blame others for the current situation.

"Then let's go quickly, it's not easy to leave here too late."

Vierliv also urged, because Sakota, who had come to his senses nearby, seemed to be celebrating, and they wanted to see if there was anyone on the top of the tower.

And those who found this place are also trying to find a way to touch here.

After a few people got into the car, Cecilia also happily told her mother what Joan of Arc and the others had seen and heard along the way.

Although she didn't know her own fate, Feria still smiled and coaxed her daughter, and at the same time carefully observed Joan of Arc who had taken care of her daughter before.

What a beautiful girl, she seemed to be surrounded by light, and that kind of sacred feeling made Feria admire this girl.

Surely this is an extremely devout non-Sakota missionary?

"Sister, this is for you!"

Suddenly, Cecilia gave Joan the brooch in front of her.It was her favorite thing, a birthday present her mother once gave her.

"Happy New Year! This is Cecilia's favorite brooch, and I gave it to my sisters as a New Year's gift."

Cecilia still remembers that her mother gave her a gift in the New Year.Cecilia also wanted to send something to Joan of Arc and Lemuen, also to thank them.

But after thinking about it, it seemed that this was the only thing she could send out.Unfortunately, two gifts should have been prepared.

"This……"

Looking at the brooch, Joan looked towards Feria.She could tell that this should be something her mother gave her, and it didn't look very cheap.

Of course, this is compared with their slightly plain clothes.For such a brooch, her mother may have to save a lot of money for it, right?

"This is a gift from the child to you, and it also expresses our gratitude. If you don't dislike it, please accept it."

Speaking of which, Feria put his own coin in the child's hand, it seems that this was originally a pair.

Joan of Arc and Lemuen looked at each other, looked into Cecilia's pure eyes, and had no choice but to accept the gift from them.

But what should I give in return?For a while, the two couldn't think of any good gifts.

The main reason is that neither of them has the habit of wearing jewelry or decorations, and they can't produce any decent things at once.

In addition to candy and money on the two of them, only Lemuen also had guardian guns and bullets.You can't take bullets in return, can you?Too perfunctory!

"Since it's a New Year's gift, I'll give it to Cecilia too. I wish you a bright future."

Saying that, Joan gave Cecilia the cross she wore around her neck.

But it's not such a precious thing, it's just that Joan was cut out of a tree branch with a knife.