"Until now!"

Well, if that's the case, Mu Feng wouldn't think that 'Joan of Arc' is a saint. After all, if it is really a God-given sword, then ...... How could it be, just a flashy iron sword mixed with brass? How can such a false thing be worthy of the status of a 'holy woman'?

Because of this, she will indeed be questioned infinitely.

"What about the wind, the dance, the angels?"

"Huh?" Bertrand was a little stunned, the divine envoy really knew about the 'angel', so why didn't he know about the golden sword, "The rumors of the angel are indeed some rumors, but ...... This cannot be confirmed. Because of the falsity of the golden sword, basically no one believed what she said, seeing the words of the angel. As for the wind, dancing or something, it's not clear. ”

"Didn't you say you knew everything?"

“……！” Bertrand was embarrassed, "Mr. Mu, where do I know that?" How can I know something that has never been passed out? ”

"Alright, let's go, there's a market ahead, buy a horse!" Mu Feng strode forward.

"Ah, really go!" Bertrand struggled for a moment, but followed anyway.

……

"Come, look, the best Falun cowhide, cold-resistant, cheap."

"It's definitely hard to see this season, Orr snail, it's a cheap sale."

"Hand-woven ......"

"Armor armor, if you want to live, it's definitely the best choice if you want to."

"The best Seiko knife!"

"Isn't it prosperous, is this what you call depression?" Mu Feng walked in the middle, looking left and right curiously.

"Uh, this, that's really weird."

Bertrand blushed like a monkey, in the past six months, border-border-rush-clashes have often erupted, and small groups of soldiers from the other side have often broken in. For this reason, the market also stopped for a long time. Recently, it's been a little quieter, so it's been a little bit better, but it's not so prosperous, right? Moreover, today is not the day when the market is open, it stands to reason that there should only be a few vendors.

How so?

"Oh, this brother, at first glance, is a soldier, do you want my Seiko knife. Sue you, this is much, much better than the army, and the price of the army. If you want to live on the battlefield more easily, then choose my Seiko knife! A vendor suddenly stopped Mu Feng and enthusiastically sold it.

Mu Feng was a little painful, his current appearance was indeed like a soldier.

"Sorry, I don't need to."

The vendor was stunned for a moment, then took a sip, shook his head and walked away: "Ahh ”

Bertrand was furious, this is the Divine Envoy, this blind guy, how dare to offend the Divine Envoy? I just wanted to go up and ask for an explanation, but was stopped by Mu Feng.

"Why, sir, I can beat him!"

"These indifferent disputes, if you can avoid them, even if you win, what benefits can you get? I'll give you ten, a hundred, and even better! Mu Feng smiled, turned and walked to the other side, he had already found the place to sell the horses.

Bertrand is full of worship, this is the bearing that a god should have, and it is really different from him as a mortal.

But......

"Your Excellency, ...... Do you really want to buy it? ”

"Of course!"

"Yes...... How do you buy it? ”

"I have my own way."

As he was walking forward, when he passed a stall in the shade of the corner, Mu Feng sat down abruptly.

"Uh, sir?"

"Shut up!" Mu Feng's expression was solemn.

Bertrand was frightened, he couldn't understand, didn't the divine envoy want to buy a horse, why did he suddenly want to go to fortune telling and divination?

This stall is owned by a soothsayer.

Mu Feng stopped, not seeing an acquaintance, nor wanting to divination, but seeing a familiar thing.

The emblem of the Zhen-De-Hui.

On that cross, Joan of Arc is carved instead of the coat of arms of Jesus.

"What do you want to divination, sir?" The soothsayer looked up and smiled, a woman with a seductive voice.

At this time, Bertrand also discovered the special badge.

"Oh, it's strange, how is it that your cross is not carved with the Lord, but ...... A woman? ”

The soothsayer was slightly startled, and quickly stuffed the badge into the cloak and wrapped it tightly: "You read it wrong! ”

"Wrong, why did you ......"

"Hey, Bertrand, go over there and pick me two of the best horses!" Mu Feng waved his hand.

"Oh, yes, Mr. Wood."

"My servant is gone, soothsayer beauty, you can tell me now about the origin of this badge, right?" Mu Feng asked with a smile.

Previously, he believed that the 'Virgin Virtue-Society' had developed after the death of Joan of Arc. In other words, it was born when Joan of Arc led the French to victory step by step. But now it seems...... It's not like that. Bertrand knew about the golden sword and the angel, and it was impossible to hide it from him, and Jenny changed her name to 'Jean-Duc'.

That is, she is still Jenny. And when she is questioned, she is not a saint now.

And this badge?

I believe that it is not a chastity-virtue meeting now.

If this badge is the badge of the afterlife, then ...... Will Joan of Arc have already existed before Joan of Arc appears?

This, this is outrageous, right?

"If I'm not mistaken, this should be...... Saints will, right? ”

"You...... How do you know? The soothsayer was shocked.

Mu Feng didn't read minds, and he couldn't read minds now, just guessing. It seems that it is really the Holy Virgins. Because Jenny hasn't changed her name to Joan of Arc, it's not called 'Joan of Arc' now!

Oops, that's really troublesome.

Huh? Mu Feng suddenly thought, this will, could it be created by Feng Feifei?

"Beauty, since we all know it well, can we take off the veil? Wouldn't it be more convenient to see each other frankly? Mu Feng said with a smile.

The soothsayer hesitated, but really took off his veil.

The Holy Maiden Society is a secret being, which has been born for several years, and is so strict that it is impossible for outsiders to know. Since the person in front of him knows, he should not be an outsider. Moreover, she was also very curious about how the man in front of her knew about the Holy Maiden's Society. Could it be a member...... A man ready to get married?

Well, let's test him first.

When the soothsayer took off the veil, Mu Feng snorted, stood up, and shouted in disbelief with wide eyes: "You, you...... Are you Ambo? ”

The soothsayer was also confused: "How do you know my name?" ”

"Ah, yes, yes, no, no, you...... You're not Ambo, you can't be Ambo's! ”

Mu Feng was only startled for a moment, and then he came to his senses in an instant, An Bo is silver-haired, but the one in front of him is blonde-haired. Even if she crosses over, it won't be possible to travel back to the blonde hair she used to have. And, it feels completely different.

The soothsayer frowned: "I am indeed Ambo!" ”