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Chapter 89 Jeremiah (1010)

After the Ring Dog's innate ability [Karma Fire] is upgraded to level 4, it can sense extreme negative emotions.

Lu Bai also separated out this ability to perceive negative emotions and gave it to the bronze statue of Joan of Arc.

Therefore, in Joan of Arc's view at this time, compared with those people who were full of sins, the two people in front of her were so clean that it was scary.

For the first time, her expression truly relaxed. She sheathed the sword in her hand and nodded to Sister Anna, who looked a little nervous, and Father Morin, who looked calm, standing in the helicopter cabin.

"In the Book of Jeremiah, the Lord said, 'Look around Jerusalem, search its streets and squares. If you find a just and honest person, I will spare the city.' So, tell me why you're here, both of you."

Joan of Arc also spoke this in French. Fortunately, both Anna and Maureen could speak French, so there was no difficulty in communication between the two sides.

Hearing Joan of Arc's words, Father Morin spoke up, "Your Majesty, I believe you have guessed that we are here to persuade you to stop."

"But this doesn't mean that we think the owner of the palace below is innocent. It's just that if chaos breaks out here, many innocent people may be affected."

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Joan of Arc was silent for a moment after hearing this. She looked up at the unfamiliar tall buildings in the distance and asked softly from her bronze horse, "Is this country very powerful?"

"Yes, it is one of the most powerful countries in the world right now."

Father Morin nodded.

"And what about the Kingdom of France?"

Jeanne asked hesitantly.

"France is also one of the five permanent members of the UN Security Council and its development is not bad."

"Is that so?"

Joan of Arc fell silent again after hearing this.

Their conversation was captured by a drone hovering in the distance, deciphered by an expert in lip reading, and posted online.

"Her Majesty Jeanne d'Arc!!"

For a time, countless French people shed tears.

Unexpectedly, this saint who once saved the French nation was resurrected after her death, and the people she couldn't let go of the most were them.

At this moment, the sentimental and impulsive French have launched an online vote. They want to march into Washington and bring back Joan of Arc.

"Tell me about this era, you two."

At this time, Joan of Arc came back to her senses, looked up and smiled at them.

"That's a long story."

Father Morin shook his head and looked at the young man beside him who seemed a little overwhelmed. He said, "Anna, I remember you took a course in modern world history. You will be the one to explain it to Her Majesty Jeanne."

"well."

Anna nodded repeatedly, looking a little excited.

Her mother is also French, and Joan of Arc was her childhood idol.

"If we start the story from the year of your unfortunate death, Joan of Arc, we should probably begin with the Ottoman Empire. That year, the Ottoman Sultan Murad II's army continued to expand. The following year, Mehmed II, who conquered Constantinople and destroyed the Byzantine Empire, was born."

This conversation lasted nearly an hour.

Anna was a little nervous at the beginning, but she spoke more and more fluently later on, and even mixed in some of her own personal opinions, such as how bad Britain is and how it has always been a troublemaker in Europe.

Joan of Arc listened with a calm expression.

Only after Anna finished her last paragraph did she nod. She looked at the girl in front of her, who was probably about her age, and smiled. "Thank you, Anna. Although there are many things I don't understand, this is indeed a different era. At least all the French don't have to worry about going hungry anymore."

"Her Majesty Joan of Arc!!" These words made the French cry again.

Some people have left frantic messages on the official website of the French Ministry of Foreign Affairs, asking them to ask the French ambassador in Washington to do something quickly and tell Her Majesty Joan of Arc that the entire French people welcome her home.

"I also want to see Her Majesty Jeanne, but I have to wait until I can get in."

The French ambassador to the United States, who was severely criticized online, felt very aggrieved.

Did he not want to?
These American soldiers have surrounded the White House.

Otherwise, with so many French people living, working and traveling in Washington, they would have rushed there long ago.

Even Anna's phone received hundreds of text messages at this time, all from her mother and French relatives and friends.

They hoped that she would express the respect of all the French people to Her Majesty Joan of Arc and welcome her home.

"No need, Anna."

When Anna told this story, Joan of Arc smiled and shook her head while riding on her bronze horse. She looked at the tall buildings in the distance and said:
"I don't belong to this era. The French people already have a bright future of their own. It's time for me to return to heaven."

As soon as she finished speaking, Joan of Arc and the bronze horse under her crotch landed again in Meridian Hill Park. A strong white light burst out from her body and she turned into a motionless statue again.

An octagonal stone engraved with a mouse pattern also fell off the bronze statue.

"This is?!!"

Anna also jumped off the helicopter and picked up the mysterious stone on the ground with some confusion.

Father Morin, who had come down with her, frowned slightly. He looked towards the woods on the left side of the park and took out a cross from his arms. A blazing white light flashed from the cross, and he shouted, "Who's there? Come out!!"

Spicy balls!!
Standing on tiptoe, Feiying was preparing to leave stealthily with a bitter face. Under the stare of the two extraordinary people, he walked out with his hands raised.

Two hours later, he was already in the interrogation room of the New York Special Investigations Bureau.

The FBI agents have already thoroughly investigated his background.

"Chen Gangsheng, male, 37 years old, was an internationally renowned thief known as the Son of the Eagle in the late s. He mysteriously disappeared from Alcatraz Prison a day ago, changing his identity and arriving in Washington, D.C. Tonight, he clashed with Life Foundation security personnel in Meridian Hill Park in Washington, D.C. When he was defeated, he used a mysterious oriental spell to resurrect the bronze statue of Joan of Arc."

"Mr. Eagle, do you have anything to add?"

Because his capable subordinate George Gently and two extraordinary people, Michael and Kane, have been busy dealing with supernatural events across the United States during this period.

In the interrogation room, Ray Kelly personally interrogated the international thief and asked with a smile.

"Have."

Feiying, his hands handcuffed to the chair, nodded honestly. "A day ago, Elliot Camorra approached me, hoping to use my abilities to help him find twelve magical oriental talismans. I agreed."

"Later, the Life Foundation and I simultaneously discovered an ancient Eastern temple in the mountains not far from Washington. Inside, we found the Rat Talisman, a prayer flag that recorded its origin and usage, and many strange sorcerous rituals."

“Where’s that prayer flag?”

Ray Kelly leaned forward and asked with some anticipation.

"Oh, sorry, I accidentally burned it after reading what was on it."

Feiying had an innocent expression on his face.

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Ray Kelly's face suddenly turned dark when he heard this.

Okay, okay, you want to play this trick on me, right?

(End of this chapter)