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"Okay." Xiao Wuming turned around and found that all the juice on the plate had been licked up by Ruoye Jise.

The residence of the Order of Saints.

In a simple room.

Jeanne frowned as if she was holding back the pain, but her eyes remained firm.

The door was pushed open.

A familiar figure walked in carrying a pot of rabbit meat. Behind the maid, there were also Gildrey's group of people.

"Your Highness the Saint, I made some Gale Rabbit Pot, which was brought back by Captain Gildrey."

"Wind Rabbit?" Jeanne dispelled the clouds between her brows and raised her head again, her usual seriousness restored.

"We saw that Your Highness the Saint had a poor appetite, so we spontaneously went to the grassland to catch the Wind Rabbit." Gildre continued with a somewhat troubled face, "I'm sorry, we didn't catch the Wind Rabbit."

"Then isn't this rabbit hotpot?" Jeanne's stomach was already protesting.

"Xiao Wuming specially captured this in 2.2, and then said that he wanted to repay us for helping him transport the Earthly Dragon back to Earth." Gildrey's face turned red. "We all know that he was just trying to find an excuse to take the dragon back to Earth." The rabbit is for Her Royal Highness Jeanne d’Arc.”

The other people behind him lowered their heads in shame.

"Him?" Joan's mind was filled with tremors of soul again, her brows tightened, "I will thank him in person another day."

"Your Highness Jeanne d'Arc, he is a knight." There was a strange light in Gilred's eyes.

"I understand. You should go and do your own business first. I want to rest for a while." Under the bright magic lamp, Jeanne looked weak.

But this scene, in the eyes of others, was filled with helplessness and pain.

What happened between the two of them?

"Your Highness Jeanne..." Sighing, Gilred turned around and left with the others.

Chapter 103

When Gildray and others left, the maid placed the rabbit pot on the table. "Your Highness the Saint, are you okay?"

"It's okay, but my head still hurts. The Spider Queen's attack actually comes with abyss corrosion magic, so it won't be too much of a problem. The holy light in my body will be cleared automatically, so I'll be fine the day after tomorrow." Joan of Arc picked up the chopsticks.

However, when she saw the rabbit meat pot, she thought of Xiao Wuming.

How could he... catch rabbits for himself?

Is the other party real?But we haven’t seen each other many times.

"Your Highness the Saint, does he really like you? He actually knew that you were not in good health and he went to catch rabbits."

"It should just be a simple thank you."

"Yes, yes, Her Royal Highness the Saint is right. Eat it quickly. He caught two ends and one more. I will save it to get you some braised rabbit meat tomorrow." The maid reflected an exquisite shadow under the magic lamp. .

Yes, Joan of Arc responded.

The delicious rabbit meat has a sweet taste, which instantly dilutes the side effects of the corrosive magic in the brain.

The image of someone appearing in my mind becomes more and more frequent.

under night.

"Rune Paper Shop" Two dark figures appeared quietly.

The black-bottomed auspicious cloud suit exudes an aura that prevents strangers from entering.

Against the backdrop of the blood moon, 23 evil forces appear.

The boss in front of the counter was sweating. The two people didn't speak when they arrived today, they just looked at him coldly.

"Brother... we have something to talk about... I don't make much money anymore when I buy ten and get one free... In the future, if you sell ten and get two free, you can only get two." The boss stretched out two fingers and gestured tremblingly. He said, "No one has ever been able to rob in the city and still escape... You two must think carefully and don't make any principled mistakes."

"..." Xiao Nan.

"Then she came to you yesterday to buy charms, and you only gave one away!" Xiao Wuming, who spoke in a low tone, did not expect an unexpected gain.

"I will give you another five hundred detonating charms." The boss replied hurriedly.

Five hundred, how much did you spend yesterday?Xiao Wuming turned to look at Xiaonan.

Closing his eyes again, Xiaonan pretended not to see it.

Feel guilty again.

Xiao Wuming was already very certain and certain that as long as the other party closed his eyes, it would definitely be a sign of guilty conscience.

"We'll talk about the talisman later. I came here today to ask you something." Xiao Wuming took out the Bagua manual and threw it on the counter: "Has anyone ever come to your place to print such items?"

"I..." The boss hesitated.

The new leader of the Akatsuki organization in front of him has various relationships with Joan of Arc according to the gossip manual.

Now the other party has come to visit, but he is a small boss, how dare he refuse the affairs of the affairs officer.

"I don't need to hold you accountable for the ones you printed before." Xiao Wuming's words made the other party not relieved before he said something that made him even more frightened: "I want you to print new ones now!"

A new manual was thrown on the counter, and the boss picked it up with trembling hands and looked at it carefully: "Knowing that Her Royal Highness Saint Joan of Arc was in poor health, Xiao Wuming caught the strong wind in the hot prairie in the hot summer. Rabbit, after working hard for a day, finally caught two wind rabbits, and gave them to Her Highness the Saint to replenish her body in the name of thanking her for transporting the dragon. Will Joan of Arc really accept him..."

Watching these follow-up gossips is as exciting as a novel. The boss’s hands no longer shake and his waist no longer hurts.

Sudden!He noticed there were two signatures. "Your signature?"

"With Shakespeare's signature, 900 copies will be printed, and with Shakespeare's signature, 100 copies will be printed." Xiao Wuming said with a smile.

high!It was really high. The boss looked at the leader of the Akatsuki organization in front of him with admiration, "Please wait a moment, it only takes ten minutes to complete the printing."

"I have never appeared here. I will give you whatever money Shakespeare can give you. I, Xiao Wuming, can do what Shakespeare dared not do."

"I understand, don't worry, I didn't receive any guests tonight." The boss suddenly understood. He could see that the person in front of him was much more cunning than the clerk.

He turned around and walked back to the house and started printing.

Xiao Nan in front of the counter asked in a low voice: "Why do you have to print them separately? Can't you just use Shakespeare for them all?"

"If it were all true, it would be too obvious. Most of it is false, and part of it is true. Everyone will focus on the part that is true."

"I understand." Xiaonan lowered his eyes.

"This is called the murderous spider heart." Xiao Wuming moved Ruoyejise on his shoulder, "I'll ask you to distribute flyers later." Humph, Ruoyejiseli didn't even bother to pay attention to him, and just lay down. Close your eyes and rest on your shoulders.

clap la la...

Manuals all over the sky fell from the sky.

Dropped at the entrances of various taverns, adventurers' guilds, and Saint Knights' stations. "It's actually the latest gossip manual."

"let us see!"

"I asked why the members of the Saint Knights were running around on the grassland today. It turned out that they were running to catch the Wind Rabbit."

"This Xiao Wuming, didn't he bring out a lot of rabbits at Titania's restaurant?"

"Wait! Why is this manual signed by Shakespeare?"

"Shakespeare? My signature here is the former Shakespeare."

"But the covers of these papers are exactly the same. Could it be that there was a mistake during printing?"

"Awesome, it turns out that this Shakespeare is Shakespeare. No wonder, there is a Shakespeare." The lively crowd instantly made this matter loud and noisy.

At the station of the Holy Knights, the guard at the gate hurriedly collected these manuals. "Your Highness the Saint, something happened."

The door was pushed open, and the maid, whose appearance was unclear, rushed in with a manual in her hand.

Beside the bed, Joan stuffed "Mein Kampf" under her pillow. "Look at this manual, a new one has been released."

"Manual? I told you that Xiao Wuming and I have never had any substantial relationship." Joan of Arc also had a headache. She had no idea who this sand man was, let alone settling a score with him.

"Your Highness the Saint! Some of the signatures on it are Shakespeare, but most of them are Shakespeare. There should be an error during printing."

"Let me take a look!" Joan of Arc took the manual and looked at it carefully.

She can understand the plot of giving a rabbit.

But why do you describe yourself as the woman who fishes for Xiao Wuming!When did you catch the other party?Joan of Arc couldn't bear it anymore.

I didn't know who it was before.

Now, she knew who it was.

Especially the signature of Shakespeare, which is red and seems to be dyed with blood.

"Shakespeare!!!" Just as Joan was about to stand up, her mind was spinning.

The side effects of abyss magic have not been completely eliminated by the Holy Light.

"Your Highness, please take a rest first! We will settle the score with him tomorrow." The maid hurriedly supported the other party.

Taking a deep breath, Jeanne suppressed the impulse in her heart. "I'll go when I'm better!"

"You should take a good rest first and don't think too much. Shakespeare can't escape."

"it is good."

When the maid left the room, Jeanne's breathing slowly calmed down, and she took out the copy of "Mein Kampf" from under the pillow. Now she wanted to use violence to get rid of everything just like in the text.

Under the light, the shadows became sharp and sharp, and a cold atmosphere filled the air...

Chapter 104 The Awakening French Lady

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Joan of Arc is lying on the bed, still holding "Mein Kampf" in her hand. On the table on the right, there are several consecutive issues of the gossip manual piled up.

As she fell asleep, her eyebrows kept beating, as if she was experiencing something very painful.

She was so angry that she was still thinking about how to let Shakespeare go back to where he came from.

This trace of anger was like a spark igniting a powder keg, exploding the purple flame deep in his heart.

deep in mind.

She walked towards the cross with sluggish steps. The heavy handcuffs made her tired eyes look downcast.

Not far away, a fire was waiting at the end.