Planner of Age of Heroes

If these props are really useful, Xia Yan would not reject such behavior. People have to live and spend money in this world. It is not illegal to earn money by their own ability.

If I think about it, from the time I boarded the plane and came to this country, the heroic spirit I summoned should have arrived. Anyway, I should try to find the heroic spirit first.

In Notre Dame de Paris, a young girl with long golden hair tied into a pigtail, wearing a white dress, looked at the statue of Our Lady of Pieta in the center of the church with a pious smile on her face. Then she clasped her hands together, put away the smile on her face, and prayed quietly.

Lord, I already know what the mission of this advent is.

"May you bless these wandering souls to return to your embrace. They have been trapped in the flames of war and blood for too long. I hope that this time my flag can not only win the souls of my motherland back to the sky, but also guide the souls of foreign lands to rest in peace."

"Little girl, it's not open to the public now. How did you get in?"

An old priest walked behind the blonde girl with a smile on his face. His tone was calm and kind. Because of the particularity of this era and the existence of faith in the Lord, he had of course gained some peculiar abilities. This old priest could be classified as a person with special abilities.

On the one hand, his calmness and kindness came from his own character. On the other hand, of course, he felt a power similar to that in his own body from the girl in front of him. That was a gift and revelation that only a devout believer in the Lord could obtain.

Such a girl was born to be a member of their world. If such a girl were accepted into the Holy See, she would surely become an archbishop or even a higher position in the future.

The girl stood up and looked at the old man in front of her, smiling, "Hello, nice to meet you."

The blonde girl placed her hand on her chest, looked at the old man in front of her and introduced herself, "My name is Jeanne d'Arc. I came to this world according to the will of the Master and followed the Lord's voice. In order to deal with the disaster that is about to occur, can you gather more companions to come here?"

The old priest widened his eyes slightly. If the blonde girl in front of him was really the saint, then this matter was not something he could decide on his own. He must tell the Pope as soon as possible!

Under heavy protection, the girl came before the statue of the Virgin Mary. She was indeed blessed by the Lord, and the light of divine justice shone on her. In addition, as it was predicted before that great ancestors would come in the future, the old priest did not doubt the self-introduction of the girl in front of him.

"Ah.....Praise my Lord, please wait a moment, I cannot make the decision on this matter alone."

After leaving the airport, Xia Yan's first destination was of course the church. He knew clearly what kind of servants he had summoned and what their preferences were. He believed that the saint would definitely go to such a sacred place first after her advent, where he should be able to meet up with familiar yet unfamiliar companions.

Chapter 70: I am a witch

Holding a mobile phone in his hand, Xia Yan pulled the suitcase and followed the navigation on his phone towards the cathedral.

At the same time, Xia Yan was still thinking about how to greet the saint next. However, according to the saint's decisive style, it was still unknown whether he could meet her after rushing to the church. After all, with her identity, once other church members knew it, it would definitely cause an uproar.

This is a living being. No, this description is a bit problematic. This is a saint who can jump around in front of them!

If you think about it carefully, the Protestants and the Catholics would definitely argue for a while over the affiliation of this saint. Of course, for Joan of Arc, it should not matter which side she belongs to, as long as she can continue to listen to the Lord's teachings, there will be no problem at all.

Walking through the streets and alleys, Xia Yan kept speeding up his pace. Along the way, he could see ambulances and private cars taking the injured to the hospital. It seemed that in the past few days, the souls that wandered around the battlefield and had no way to be reborn had begun to affect the living people in this area.

The current situation is also reported on the screen next to it, but fortunately, the death toll caused by the various undead possession incidents that have occurred so far is not large. However, after being harassed by these souls, the sequelae left on the body are not so easy to recover from.

Not to mention the wounds left on the body after the battle between the two sides, it is simply impossible for the eyes whose nerves have been completely torn to recover. After losing their original vision, it is an unimaginable disaster for ordinary people today.

Although electronic prosthetic eyes can be transplanted, they are ultimately not as good as the original ones.

"Little girl, I think you should have seen the current situation, right? If you don't buy an item with divine power, you will be parasitized by the dead souls like those people. There is no need to go to the priest specifically. You can buy it directly from us. It's just a little more expensive. Of course, we don't mind if you pay us back with your body."

Xia Yan subconsciously turned his head to look at the alley. Several French young men dressed in French style seemed to be surrounding a girl in the middle. A drop of cold sweat appeared on Xia Yan's head and a helpless expression appeared on his face.

There are such spirited young men in every country.

In short, under the current circumstances, he did not want to cause any trouble, so Xia Yan planned to cross the alley and continue heading towards the cathedral. Unexpectedly, a familiar voice came from the alley, which made Xia Yan stop and open his mouth slightly.

Of course, it is not ruled out that this is just because of what happened in recent times, which caused him to be overly nervous and regard similar things as things he is familiar with. Therefore, Xia Yan just stood at the edge of the alley and stuck his head out to look into the alley.

"I'll say it one last time. Now get out of the way. Since you've amused me, I'll only break one of your fingers. Otherwise, don't blame me."

Through the gaps around these energetic young men, Xia Yan saw the girls surrounded by these guys.

The girl is not very tall. She has denim shorts underneath her black jacket and tight dress. A pair of black boots reveals a rebellious vibe. She wears a dark blue coat with a fur collar, which makes her look fashionable yet a bit bad.

Her slender arms were crossed in front of her chest, and the adobo hair in front of her short white hair seemed to be constantly sticking up because of her own unhappiness. Her golden eyes were filled with deep sarcasm, and the French sneer on her face was no different from what she remembered.

There is no mistake! This is the second heroic spirit that he summoned in France. Xia Yan silently raised his hands and made the gesture of the cross and prayer on his forehead and chest. I am afraid that these French spirit guys will be gone.

However, the romance and frivolity in these energetic young men made them fail to notice what the sneer on the white-haired girl's face meant.

Therefore, these spirited young men gathered forward again, and took out the sacred props in their hands, which were not sure whether they had any effect or not. "So you don't plan to buy the goods from us? It seems that we didn't make it clear enough. You can buy the goods in our hands whether you want to or not! There is no other way!"

The white-haired girl twisted her neck, and then directly grabbed the wrist of a spirited young man. The increasing force caused a faint sound of bone breaking from the wrist, and along with the bone-breaking sound, there was the spirited young man's cry of pain.

Listening to the screams of pain, the white-haired girl rubbed her ears. "It seems that I didn't explain it clearly. I meant to tell you to go away! But since you didn't understand, you can't blame me, right? To be honest, I was already very unhappy when you came to me with these sacred objects that I didn't know whether they were real or fake.

And your chirping in my ears makes me even more irritable! It's too late to run now! I'm different from that nagging, stupid woman who easily forgives others. I'm an avenger. Are you ready to be beaten up by me? You bastards! "

Then the sound of fists hitting flesh could be heard continuously in the alley. The screams of pain and the girl's happy laughter formed a unique melody.

After all the spirited young men fell to the ground, the white-haired girl took the cross on the ground through her pocket, feeling the power of the cross, and shook her head. The power contained in it was extremely small. Although it was not a scam, selling these things would definitely not have any good results.

"Won't you come out and comfort me? I managed not to tear their heads off and kick them like balls."

The white-haired girl looked towards the outside of the alley. She had long felt that someone was watching her at the entrance of the alley. To be honest, it was quite pleasant. She would first reunite that annoying saint with this person. After meeting that annoying saint, she could laugh at her as much as she wanted!

"However, I didn't expect that you would let me act with that annoying guy. If you don't give me a reason or compensate me properly, the wrath of the Dragon Witch will burn you, Master."

Chapter 71: The most accessible woman in Chaldea

The white-haired girl had a smile on her face. She stretched out her hand and crushed the cheap cross in her hand. She didn't care about who was the Lord or not. She couldn't hear the voice of God at all. If the gods really existed in this world, they would surely punish her.

But what if that's the case?

All believers can deny her, all French people can hate her, as long as she knows that she has companions who recognize her, that is enough. Even if she is a witch who controls dragons, even if she is an illusory bubble, she will be remembered sincerely in people's hearts.

Ah...nothing could make her feel happier than this.

Although she thought so in her heart, the white-haired witch must have said something like this, "Eh... such sweet words are really funny."

She has a sharp tongue but a soft heart. Although she despises others very much, this witch always enjoys it.

"Alter, if you're here, that means you originally wanted to come pick me up, right?"

Xia Yan looked at the golden eyes of the girl in front of him and a smile appeared on his face. After all, according to the witch's habit, he and the saint came to this world together, and the two of them would definitely fight each other because of the witch's dissatisfaction. He had not heard such news, and the girl's location was not too far from the airport.

If she hadn't been entangled by these gangsters, this witch would have pretended that she just happened to pass by the airport entrance and met herself, and then said, "Isn't this a coincidence?"

The white-haired witch curled her lips, revealing a stubborn look on her face. "You think too highly of yourself. I am a witch. There is nothing in this world worthy of a witch's stay. If you make me happy, maybe I will stay by your side for a short time."

After all, her dreamlike existence itself is illusory, and no one knows when it will dissipate like bubbles. But before that, let her enjoy the happy time "briefly". "After all, eternal and unchanging things always make people feel bored, don't they? Sometimes brevity is more unforgettable."

Seeing that the young boy next to her seemed to want to say something again, the witch took two quick steps forward and grabbed the boy's arm, "Are you still going to compensate me? Do you really want to be burned by the witch's flames?"

A small flame appeared at the witch's fingertips, and she gently pushed the flame in front of the boy. Although she said she wanted to burn the boy, she did not do it in the end.

Xia Yan sighed softly, with a helpless look on his face. Although compensation was one thing, the real reason was that the witch didn't want him to see Joan of Arc.

It might be too late to rush to the church now. In that case, I will accompany this witch to have a good time in Paris. This is my first time in this country and this city. Moreover, with a heroic spirit by my side, I can avoid being invaded by those souls wandering around this world, right?

"Then go, witch-sama. My time belongs to you until night falls."

After hearing these words, the witch dispersed the flames on her fingertips and took out a map from her pocket.

"Then come with me to the commercial street to shop. Don't worry, it won't cost you much."

The Dragon Witch smiled, grabbed her master's hand, and ran towards the commercial street. Next to the commercial street was the amusement park. Besides, this witch didn't intend to spend too much money, so there was no need to say where the Dragon Witch wanted to go. After taking the map, Xia Yan ignored the commercial street and locked onto the amusement park.

How should I put it? Even if the witch was born from nothingness, she was ultimately created based on the prototype of the saint. So overall, like the saint, she has a girlish complex hidden deep in her heart.

Just as Xia Yan thought, the witch just made a hasty appearance in the commercial street, glanced at the prices of those luxury goods and turned her head away unhappily. As a heroic spirit, she didn't have bad skin, and she didn't need cosmetics. The witch was quite confident about her appearance.

As for the clothes, the clothes on this street are a bit too "fashionable". The bright colors are not the favorite colors of this witch.

"Tsk... The costumes of this country are no different from what I remember. Instead, they look more and more like those of the nobles. The bright colors are a bit nauseating. It's still early now. What a pity, Master. I'm sure you're complaining about why the time we spent together was so short."

Xia Yan at least held the witch's hand, and then bowed slightly like a gentleman, "Then Miss Witch, could you please accompany me to the amusement park to have some fun?"

The Dragon Witch smiled, with a hint of approval in her eyes. Of course, if you didn’t pay attention, you wouldn’t be able to detect this approval. How could this witch easily “bow” to others?

Without hesitation, Xia Yan directly purchased a ticket to enter the amusement park and bought a lot of snacks for the Dragon Witch.

Looking at the rare genuine smile on the face of the Dragon Witch, Xia Yan couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth. At the same time, it was surprising that although the Dragon Witch said that she preferred exciting entertainment projects such as pirate ships, bungee jumping machines, and roller coasters, Xia Yan noticed that the witch's smile on the carousel was actually more brilliant.

Well... the easiest woman to deal with in the whole of Chaldea, isn't she always so tsundere around the people she approves of?

While the two were having fun in the amusement park, Joan of Arc, a saint, began to meet with people of higher status in the Roman Catholic Church in the cathedral.

It's not that no one questioned the identity of the blonde girl. On the one hand, one must be extremely vigilant about such matters. Such an incident of impersonating a great ancestor had occurred not long ago, of course not in France. The identity of a saint is extremely important in the Vatican, so they had to confirm it again and again.

On the other hand, many people are worried that the power they now possess will inevitably lean towards this saint after the saint descends. To a certain extent, if the girl in front of them is really the saint, even if they want to change the pope, it would probably only take a word.

This identity is so attractive and cohesive to ordinary people and low-level church members!

Chapter 72: Jeanne is thinking about whether to go to college

Although she didn't have the ability to read minds, by looking at the expressions of the people below and the way they communicated with each other, the saint roughly guessed something, so she could only shake her head in her heart.

Because she was mainly active on the battlefield during her lifetime, and only communicated with some clergy when Britain was guilty of treason. Although the communication was not friendly, she understood that they were fighting for different countries, so she was not clear about the situation inside the church.

Of course, what is more important is that it was during the Hundred Years' War and the church was also in a period of reconstruction, so overall, everything seemed relatively good.

With the stability of modern society, people began to pursue the beauty of the spiritual world, and the church had the opportunity to make money, and various drawbacks came to the surface.

Although Joan of Arc seldom calls herself a saint, after all, before she became a saint, she was just a French country girl. Perhaps on the Internet, she was just a general leading an army to war. But now this saint girl is beginning to consider whether she should use her identity as a saint to reorganize the church.

It would be great if Lord Malda and Senior Georgios were here at this time. Perhaps Amakusa Shiro could also help. If she could meet the Master, she would try to tell him her thoughts. However, this is all a matter for the future. If she can do it now, there is naturally no need to trouble others.

Perhaps this is also a test from the Lord to himself.

"Everyone, please be quiet. Now is not the time for us to argue among ourselves. According to the Lord's revelation, the first wave of soul revival will begin tonight. We still have half a day to prepare. If possible, I hope that everyone present can liberate these souls regardless of their nationality."

Of course, the liberation that Joan of Arc mentioned was to send them back to the Lord with her own power. For the other people present, it was unknown whether this liberation meant the scattering of their souls or the cleansing of their obsessions.

Joan of Arc stood up. Because she arrived in a hurry, she did not have enough time to deal with these problems within the Vatican. In this case, she would decisively demonstrate her absolute strength. Saving people was the most important thing at the moment, and after that she would try to step into an environment that she was not very familiar with!

I didn't expect that after becoming a Heroic Spirit, I would have to try to learn management, so should I take the time to go to school like those child Heroic Spirits in Chaldea?

You should know that in Chaldea, there are martial arts classes, music classes, literature classes, science classes, modern magic classes, Age of Gods magic classes, swordsmanship classes, gunmanship classes, archery classes, riding classes, cooking classes, rune magic classes, Egyptian magic classes, theology classes, etc. ... All kinds of classes are offered to facilitate the learning of Chaldea members and younger heroes.

Of course, due to the special environment of Antarctica, these classes are taught by the heroic spirits inside. Now that she has come to the new world, she can find a way to enter the university and study theology and management again.

But these are all things later.

Jeanne stood up and the magic enveloped her. When the magic dissipated——

She was wearing silver armor and dark blue nun's uniform, with a silver and black knight's sword hanging at her waist, a trident-like head armor on her forehead, and a long battle flag in her hand. This was the flag she held tightly in her hand when she took action as a commander.

As the girl became a heroic spirit and then a saint, the power of the flag became increasingly sacred and bright. Now the extreme has been opened by the girl, and it is fluttering in the wind in the church.

At the same time, powerful magic power spread outward from the body. Although it was sacred and bright, the enormous power of the magic still brought an unimaginable sense of oppression.

At this moment, even if the girl in front of him was not Joan of Arc, the divine power she displayed was enough to make everyone present temporarily submit.

I didn't want to do this originally, and I don't know whether it will be a blessing or a curse.

Joan of Arc sighed inwardly, then quickly raised her head and opened her blue eyes. She pointed the flag in her hand, and the ground made a crisp sound.

"My compatriots, gather under this holy flag, under the glory of the Lord! Now is the time for us to protect all living beings! Now is the time to lead the ancient souls back to the arms of the Lord. In the name of Joan of Arc, I ask that we work together to resolve this abnormal incident so that the people can safely pass through this chaotic period!"

The Dragon Witch, who had just stepped off the Ferris wheel in the amusement park, curled her lips. She seemed to have just felt the power displayed by a certain stupid woman. Really, that stupid woman always forced herself to carry unnecessary tasks. It was precisely because of this that there were always people who were hostile to her.

Isn't it good to live freely like myself? If someone dares to provoke me, I will just burn everything with the flames of anger!

But it just so happens that the woman is willing to keep herself busy, which is not a bad thing for her. When the time comes, she can take the Master's hand, walk to the table piled with documents, and laugh at this idiot to her heart's content!

Ha ha ha ha--!!

Ahem, anyway, there is still some time before dark, so after having dinner with the Master, let's go to the Eiffel Tower for a good tour. We must live every minute and every second freely and wonderfully!

The avenue directly below the Eiffel Tower is illuminated by neon lights, making it particularly romantic. Even though unusual incidents may occur at any time during this period, there are still many couples walking leisurely hand in hand here.

After seeing the actions between these young lovers, the Dragon Witch couldn't help but pull Xia Yan's hand. Well... it was just an ordinary action, just an ordinary action!

Walking under the lights, the Dragon Witch raised the corners of her mouth, but there was a hint of sarcasm in her mouth. This was the happiest day for her in recent times, but such a happy day was actually disturbed by someone... It was really annoying!

A black knight sword wrapped with thorns appeared in his hand, and along with the blade, it pointed in a direction towards a raging fire. An explosion sounded out of nowhere, coming from the darkness. Two burnt souls fell out directly, and in the depths of the darkness, a faint blue light appeared little by little, transforming into a soldier wearing tattered armor.

These soldiers were divided into two groups, fighting while flying towards the ordinary people around them.