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

And when Li Boli, who was named Praise of Light, heard this code name, his whole temperament left and collapsed.

The Praise of Light, who had the expression of an elite soldier just now, was as spiritless as Li Boli who had his hair plucked at the moment, and he didn't even have the thought of talking to the old man on the communicator.

"Your safety, Your Majesty the Pope. It seems that today you are still under the radiance of the gods. May you closely follow the steps of the gods..."

The Praise of Light replied feebly to the opposite Pope with a very small voice, as if she hadn't eaten for several weeks, so weak that she would die the next moment.

At this moment, the praiser of light stared at the communicator with a pair of dead fish eyes, as if his eyes were about to melt the machine.

She really didn't understand the pope, had he ever eaten something unclean, how could he say such an embarrassing name to his subordinates so frankly?

But with such a boss, she also has a headache.This name is like a person naming his knife a pink furry rabbit, which belongs to the type of brain circuit cancer.

"Speak up, I can't hear you clearly here! You have to be considerate of an old man's hearing! Say it again, Miss Bright Praise!"

The pope over there suddenly raised his voice, which startled the praiser of the light.Then she quickly turned down the volume of the communicator, otherwise her social death would have been born in an instant.

"Your safety! Your Majesty the Pope!!! I hope you are still in good health during this time! I am here to pray for you!!!"

There is no way, although she knows that this is just a prank, but our praiser of light can only respond loudly to the old man opposite.Because the other party is his boss.

"Thank you for your blessings, I'm fine. By the way, what's your code name? I'm really old, it's just this moment, I can't remember..."

"I can't remember your grandma's legs! Even if I know you're faking it, as the pope, can't your acting skills be better? You bastard who has been raised with halo!"

The Praise of Light kept cursing the old and unscrupulous bastard opposite him, and also kept pricking the draftsman for him.

Now she is hoping from the bottom of her heart that this old thing will not recover in one breath, and that going to see God honestly is better than anything else.

"I am the Praise of Light, His Holiness the Pope."

Although he kept cursing the old man in his heart, he was his boss now, no matter how ridiculous he was, he had no choice but to deal with his bad taste honestly here.

"What? Speak louder, I can't hear! My ears are not working well recently, speak louder!"

"Buff-breath, breathe-breath."

The Praise of Light was there breathing deeply, trying to calm his desire to rush to Chernobog now, shield in hand, and humanely destroy the old man.

"Calm down, you can do it. The old man on the other side doesn't have a few years to live, and it will be your happy life after this time."

She kept persuading herself there, while she said those things that made her happy, she silently counted the prime numbers to calm her mind, now is not the time to kill.

"My name is the Praise of Light!!!! Your Majesty the Pope!!!"

This time, she almost shouted the words out.If it still doesn't work, she will immediately smash this communication device, delete all her communication methods, and run away with a bucket.

"Okay, so it seems that there is indeed no one else around you. Otherwise, you wouldn't be able to shout such a loud voice."

In the old man's words, it seemed that the reason why he did what he did just now was to make sure that no one else was listening to her.

"I believe your evil! Even if it is to confirm that no one is listening, you have other methods. What's more, this kind of action is not very useful."

The Praise of Light complained about the Pope's words with a look of disdain, but she knew how bad-hearted this old guy was, and what a bad old guy he was.

"If these are of no value, don't talk about them there. Why are you looking for me at this time? You must have a point when you talk, right?"

Before the Pope could speak, the Praise of Light interrupted the Pope directly, ending the old guy's desire to continue to pervert.

"It's like this. The Holy Maiden has some personal matters to go to Longmen in a few days. However, she is hiding her identity at the moment, and Lateran will not help her in the open, so you should understand what to do, right? "

"Help the saint in the name of the individual, and at the same time prevent others from associating her with the saint... But is this really necessary? Longmen doesn't even know the concept of the saint. Besides, I don't know the saint. What does the girl look like!"

The Praise of Light proficiently reported what she needed to do. She had accepted many such things, but this time it was replaced by a saint.

I just don't know what type of character this saintess is. If she really has the temper of a spoiled young lady, can she just beat up that saintess?

"She's got a Sakota guard with her, and they'll be looking for you. Don't worry about the little things you said."

"Yes, yes, I will complete the task well then."

Chapter 140 Three Because of being overheard, the Praise of Light is going to silence Mastema

Listening to the Pope's non-stop rambling, the Praise of Light knew intuitively that this matter was definitely a huge trouble.

Maybe I might have to talk to that old guy Wei Yanwu because of them, and try not to let too many people associate the identity of the Lateran Saintess with her...

Even just thinking about it, she felt an inexplicable tiredness, the urge to hang the Pope on the cross of the cathedral repeatedly grew from her always peaceful heart.

"Can you give me some easier tasks? Even if I were your subordinate, I wouldn't be so exploitative, right? I still need to be distracted to look at Mostima..."

Poor red-haired Li Boli felt that in the next period of time, the hair and feathers on his body would fall off at a speed visible to the naked eye... and he had no solution to this matter.

She can only face the boss in front of her who has a somewhat abnormal brain circuit, and she has to work hard while looking forward to her vacation that has been doomed for an unknown amount of time.

"Don't worry, this task is relatively easy for you. Maybe you just need to meet up. I think the saint can handle the matter in her hands well."

Regarding the pope's comfort, this Li Boli could only tentatively believe that what he said was the truth.The hand she held on her forehead was almost rubbing the sky lines on her forehead.

Otherwise, what else could she do? Could it be that she drove to Rutland now, and had a fight with this dead old man?

"If you have nothing to do, I'll hang up the communication first. Wait a while and just send me the information about the guard. As for the rest of the matter, I will handle it properly."

After wandering around the room for a few times, the Praise of Light couldn't help but sigh.She's already planning to end this correspondence.

Anyway, the old man on the other side of the communicator has stopped making fun of her, so the serious business is probably over.She didn't want to hear the old man's voice for a quarter of an hour.

"When the time comes, that Lateran guard will contact you proactively. Moreover, you definitely know the information about that Sakota very well. As for who it is, you will know when the time comes."

The pope's words revealed a state of watching the excitement without too much trouble, indicating that he did not intend to tell her the specific situation.

But as far as she knew, the Pope wouldn't make such foolish jokes on matters of real importance.From this point of view, it doesn't matter if she knows about the guard or not.

As for the specific reason, the Praise of Light has yet to think of it.But she didn't intend to quarrel with him on such a trivial matter anymore, so she hung up the communicator directly.

"Praiser of Light? After a careful taste, you can feel that this is really a good name! It seems that the Pope really took great pains to give you a better code name!"

Just after she hung up the communicator, the Praise of Light suddenly heard a slightly joking voice.The voice came from the position behind him, accompanied by footsteps.

She didn't feel the slightest surprise that there was someone behind her.The praiser of light just turned around and looked behind him blankly, and a person appeared there at some point.

It was a blue-haired Sakota, but her halo and wings had turned black, becoming a fallen angel.

What's even more strange is that this fallen angel actually has the racial characteristics of Sarkaz!This is very rare in Terra.

Under normal circumstances, even if two people of completely different races give birth to a child, the child will only inherit the racial characteristics of one parent, and this will not happen.

It's like no one has ever heard of a film with bunny ears that Carters has on his head.

"Mostima! If you think the code name he gave sounds nice, it's not impossible for me to go to the Pope to get one for you right now. Since when did you start eavesdropping?"

She was so miserable that this smiling fallen angel actually made fun of her!This made her unbearable.

If it wasn't for her, how could he be sent to Longmen?If you don't get sent to Longmen, you won't take this mission, if you don't take this mission, you won't be awarded such a shameful code name...

"When? I've been outside since that sentence, I can't hear you clearly. However, it's just a little trick to prevent you from finding out. Don't pay attention to these details."

At this moment, Mostima felt an emotion called joy emerge from his heart.Now her smile is completely from the heart.

"Come on, keep talking! Believe it or not, if you continue talking, believe it or not, you may not see the sun tomorrow?"

At this moment, the Praise of Light stared at Mastema with wide eyes, and picked up the shield he had put aside.

That posture, it seemed that if Mostima continued to speak, she would raise this shield to save the fallen angel first, and send her to the Lord's side for re-education in advance.

"Calm down, calm down. It's important to get down to business, isn't it? Otherwise, I'll help you deal with those things, and you take a few days off before the saint's arrival, how about taking a vacation?"

Mostima looked at his old friend who was about to go berserk, and stopped teasing her fragile and sensitive nerves.

Instead, Mostima took the initiative to take care of the most troublesome things for his friend, because the arrival of the saint disrupted the plan, so there were a lot of trivial things that needed to be done in a few days.

"If you hadn't insisted on running to the snowy field, would I have been so busy? One by one, none of them were my fellows. The captain, too, hasn't written to me for several days."

The Praise of Light threw aside the shield in his hand, and sat there dejectedly complaining about his unreliable teammates.

Especially the guy with the red hair, since the last time he wrote to say that he has recovered, he has never received a letter from her, and he doesn't know what's going on.

"Let's put the matter of Xueyuan aside. Haven't I found a suitable mission yet? But Angel Li hasn't contacted you recently? Did you go to perform missions where you had so much fun that you forgot?"

Having said that, Mostima still paid attention to the matter of Li Angel.When I go back to see the situation, can I ask the emperor's intelligence network to find this person.

But did she really go on a mission?No matter how short Rutland was, he wouldn't let a newly recovered wounded go, would he?That old Pope wouldn't be so black-hearted... right?

"You can let go of the snow field, but I can't let it go here! I don't know why, the recent task approval for going to the Usas snow field is extremely strict, it can be called abnormal!"

Now, when she thinks of those approval staff, her teeth itch with hatred.As far as their insane approval process is concerned, if she didn't know that this was an order from above, she would have thought that these people did it to amuse her.

"It's possible, she hasn't been driven out before. It's not that I have a premonition, maybe we will meet the captain next!"

When he said this, it was as if an LED light bulb was lit up on the head of the Praise of Light.Even Mostima didn't understand where this thing came from?

Chapter 140 Kelsey: When I return to the Tower of Babel, you two are finished

A few days later, the fairy-like Kelsey almost floated out of the closed door of her room, apparently not sleeping much.

In order to hurry up and complete the deal with Joan of Arc, Kelsey hurried back to the Tower of Babel after getting the things in her hands. She hardly had a rest these days and lived entirely on coffee.

If she hadn't encountered Joan of Arc in Azazel, she would have left Chernobog and returned to the Tower of Babel a long time ago, and she wouldn't have turned herself into a state of being successful in cultivating immortals and about to ascend to the ascension.

Just yesterday, worried about the situation of the Tower of Babel, she still tried to contact the communicator of the Tower of Babel at such a distance, but the result made her feel that she had to go back.

When Kelsey heard that the person who answered the communicator was not the doctor who should be sitting in the office, but the wronged little rabbit Amiya, she knew something was wrong.

According to Amiya's complaint, during the time she was away, Teresia was busy with war issues and had no time to take care of the interior of the Tower of Babel. Now there is no one in the Tower of Babel who can restrain the doctor.

What's even more frightening is that the doctor didn't know what he was thinking. Some time ago, he actually ate a lot of pure origin stones, causing his rationality to evaporate, and now he is in a state of losing his mind.

"Dr. Kelsey, the doctor has now found Dr. Warfarin, and said that he will give her blood to replace my ears with rabbit ears... I am a little worried about the doctor's condition. When will you come back, Dr. Kelsey... ...I won’t talk about it, they found here.”

What Amiya said made Kelsey's blood pressure jump up. If there was no Tianling Gai blocking this, it is estimated that the medical miracle of the human fountain would be staged here.

Listen to what life this poor child has lived there. It seems that Kelsey has been away from the Tower of Babel for too long, which has caused some people to let themselves go.

"Ah, it's Dr. Kelsey! You...you wrote those things by hand? I remember there should be a place to print things around?"

After Kelsey knocked on the door, Tallulah opened the door after hearing the knock.The first thing she saw was Dr. Kelsey with a fairy face, and the dark circles under his eyes were like being shot twice.

Look at Kelsey holding a big box with one hand, and holding a stack of papers full of beautiful fonts in the other hand. It is really unexpected that this is from the hands of a doctor.

It was strange, but Tallulah let Kelsey in.After entering the door, Kelsey saw a large jar in the room, but Joan of Arc and that Sakota were nowhere to be found.

"Sorry, I didn't bring the backups of these files with me. If they are transferred, it may cause network security problems. So I can only rely on handwriting, wasting some time."

While talking, Kelsey handed the pile of papers to Tallulah.And Tallulah put away this pile of things very preciously.

The knowledge recorded in these papers is very precious to them, and Kelsey has revisited her research over the years, which has benefited her a lot.

As for the question of whether it is necessary to verify the authenticity of the information, Tallulah can only say that she knows every word above, but she can't understand a single sentence together.