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"What, what's the sound?!"

Obviously, the voices of the three people in front of them came from nowhere, which made the soldiers in front of them startled, and the already tense nerves couldn't help but become more and more tense, "Enemy, it's not wrong that the enemy is the enemy! What is the purpose of your coming to France?"

Seeing that the hostility of the other party was getting stronger and stronger, Roman also panicked on the Chaldean side.

"Slow, slow, as long as it's a joke, right? I think... Yes, seeing that they obviously have a hostile look, but they don't do it for a long time, could it be that there is something behind this~ dirty-"

“...... on!"

The soldiers on the opposite side were silent for a moment, then suddenly waved their guns and swords in their hands and rushed towards several people.

"I'm sorry, Master! I believe that Dr. Roman is the biggest mistake I have made!" Matthew denied the value of Dr. Roman mercilessly, and then his face was ugly: "But, what should it be now, that, - Hakuno-senpai..."

Seeing that Fujimaru Rika and Roman were helpless, Matthew had no choice but to cast a look of help at Shirano for help.

Seeing a funny farce, Bai Ye spread his hands and said helplessly: "Since you can't control the strength of the shield surface, it's better to use the shield back-"

"As long as you swing it out gently, not only can you knock them away, but it won't cause too much damage. "

"I see, I see, knock them away with the back of my shield, gently, gently... Matthew Gileadlet, play!"

After whispering to himself like this, Matthew's expression gradually became firm, and he picked up his shield and waved it at the soldiers who were charging towards him—

"Sure enough, it's very reliable, Bai Ye, anyway, aren't you going to help?" Roman asked.

"Matthew alone is enough, just to give her a chance to exercise. Bai Ye shook his head.

"After all, it is a fusion of the Servant, and the combat experience of that Servant should be engraved on her body like instinct, but it still needs to be honed if she wants to integrate it. "

In comparison, Bai Ye's own martial arts have reached a very high level, and Hercules's appearance as a berserker who has lost his mind does not help him much.

If Hakuno fused with Hercules instead of the berserker, but with him from another job, it must have inspired his martial arts a lot.

On the other side, Mathieu used the back of her shield, and with a slight wave, she knocked the soldiers into the air, and no one could hold out for a round under her men.

"Well, it looks like I started a little too lightly, and let all these people run away!"

Matthew, who had eliminated all the soldiers, said to the two, "In this way, if we want to get information about this era, we can only go to that fortress!"

Shirano nodded, no objection.

In fact, he didn't remember much information about this peculiarity, only that there were some characters faintly appearing, and there were evil dragons... The details have been forgotten for too long, and it's good to go and find out the information.

"This time, you must greet you in French!" said Fujimaru Rika on the side.

Matthew's face suddenly blushed slightly, "Yes, senior, this time it's a question!"

Bai Ye couldn't help but smile when he saw this, during the Hundred Years' War between Britain and France, it was strange to greet French soldiers in English, not to be regarded as an enemy!

Without more words, the three of them immediately rushed in the direction of the fortress.

When they got closer, a few people realized that the fortress in front of them looked fine from the outside, but once they got closer and looked closely-

"Wouldn't it?!, it's not a castle at all, it's all in tatters!" Matthew was surprised.

"There are still a lot of wounded soldiers," said Rika Fujimaru, also looking inside the fortress.

According to Roman, in 1431, in the weak state of the Hundred Years' War between England and France, a truce had actually been concluded between the two countries, and there could have been no such level of destruction, unless there was some other enemy-

"Babbling, again!" the patrol soldiers led by the patrol immediately spotted the three people in front of them, and shouted loudly, looking unusually panicked.

"Bonjour, we are travelers, what is going on in this castle?"

······ Asking for flowers...

Matthew greeted the soldier in his native French, asking questions.

I don't know if they believed Matthew's words, or if they themselves lost the mind to fight because they were tired of war, but the soldier easily believed Matthew's words.

"It's not... Enemy?"

Some of the soldiers looked at each other, and although the origin of the three of them was indeed a little suspicious, they completely relaxed, and all hostility was dispersed at once.

Bai Ye looked at these soldiers in front of him, and his heart was silent.

These people were really tired of war, and were even too exhausted to fight? Just look at the soldiers inside the fortress, you can see that there must have been a terrible battle here.

...... 0.......

"The army of England has already retreated, and we could have retreated back to the country, but that 'witch' has been resurrected!"

As if remembering something extremely terrifying, the expression on the soldier's face became extremely fearful, "That lord, Joan of Arc, rose from hell and came to France for revenge, the king was burned to death, and even Orleans was occupied by her!"

Bai Ye listened to the soldier's narrative with mixed feelings, and this information also appeared in his mind.

—Joan of Arc Dalk.

He was a hero of the Hundred Years' War between England and France, born in the countryside, with a fierce faith in God, who was obviously just a village girl, but under a series of chances, he became the leader of the French army, repulsed England, and brought the long Hundred Years War to an end.

But in the end, she was abandoned by France, and under pressure from England, she was given to the British side as a victim of war, and was slandered as a 'witch' and burned to death in public.

This character, in the hearts of the French people, must have a very special status, and countless people worship her as a saint.

But, now, the man who had just been burned a few days ago, was now a completely different person, resurrected from hell, carrying the flames of the curse, and trampling France under his feet—billions—_

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