Dark Soul Moon

Durand waved his hands nervously, and he turned around awkwardly to hide his panic.

"Please come with me."

Durand came to a simple carriage, just two groups of horses pulling a flat cart with hay piled on it.

Joan of Arc sat on the railing of the flatbed without caring.

Then Durand began to drive the carriage towards Vaucouleur near Domremy.

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Sitting in the carriage, Joan looked ahead calmly.

Her intuition told her that danger was coming.

But Joan didn't know what danger it was.

A Burgundian soldier?Or an ordinary bandit?

She thought so.

"Durand, stop the car."

Joan jumped out of the carriage and drew her weapon.

"Huh? I see, Jeanne."

Durand immediately stopped the carriage.

Carefully he took a pitchfork from the haystack.

Not long after, figures appeared around.

Jeanne's face suddenly became serious.

Is a cultist.

Wearing a black robe, the robe seems to be wet forever, and it seems to be dripping black liquid all the time.

They seem to be going elsewhere.

But if nothing else, it will go through Domremy.

Thinking of this, Joan's expression became firm.

For the sake of everyone in Domremy, I must kill this group of cultists.

Otherwise, my father, mother, and neighbors who get along well will all be killed by the cultists.

"Huh? A high-quality soul?"

The leader made a hoarse and strange voice.

It came from under the black robe that concealed his face.

That voice didn't sound like a human voice.

However, no matter what, he couldn't see his face clearly, all he could see was a mass of darkness.

"Presumably the gods will be very satisfied. Go, catch her, and then directly offer it to the gods. The gods will definitely give us more power."

Stretched out his own finger like a nymph's claw, pointing at Joan of Arc.

The leading cultist ordered.

"For the gods!"

Then, a group of cultists who seemed to be the lowest ranked came rushing up in chaos.

There wasn't any conversation.

For them, dedicating Joan of Arc to the gods is the most important thing.

As for Durand?It can be used as a supplement.

"Jane!"

Durand's face was pale, obviously he didn't expect to meet a cultist.

"Don't be afraid, Durand."

Joan of Arc held the straight sun sword given by Ashes in one hand, and the holy bell bestowed by Princess Sunshine in the other.

She stared at the cultist rushing over, and made a fighting stance.

The time has come to test the results of so many years of training.

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Chapter 23 Sudden Reinforcement

Hold the Sun Straight Sword tightly in your hand.

Joan looked at the cultist who was running over.

Although she has been training for a long time, it is the first time for her to actually fight.

After all, training and actual combat are different.