Chapter 8: Joan of Arc
Outside the unnamed hamlet, Sang Zhefeng was watching the constantly beating system. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ο½iqugeγ ο½ο½fo
[Oh oh oh! The lottery system has begun! Aren't you excited? Isn't it exciting? Isn't it fun! This is the time to witness the character! In order to experience this exciting feeling at all times, I didn't participate in the lottery backstage here at all~ Do you regret now that you don't usually help your grandmother cross the street? I see that your character is still very anxious~]
"It's just a calculation of probability, what does it have to do with character?" Sang Zhefeng bluntly interrupted the constantly beating system dialog box and said.
He had just gone back to the village with Artoria, and when he reached the center of the village, he told Artoria, "This is a very important matter, I need to find a helper, you are waiting for me here." Artoria wasn't too skeptical, but just asked, "What kind of helpers can be used here?" Sang Zhefeng coping, saying "Just live nearby", and then came out. In this regard, the system said that this upright knight king is too easy to fool.
After that, it was Sang Zhefeng who ran to a deserted place outside the village, ready to start summoning.
Sang Zhefeng looked at the system and called up the lottery system, only to see that something that seemed to be a slot machine appeared on the dialog box.
[Roar, roar, roar! Let's start spinning! γ
Sang Zhefeng had an almost indiscognizable smile on his face.
"If it's luck, I'm not bad."
He whispered.
[Roar! Let's try it! γ
The slot machine spun quickly, and countless names flashed on it, if it was a person with an otaku attribute here, he would definitely be excited and couldn't help himself, but Sang Zhefeng was indifferent when he arrived-he didn't understand this at all.
The speed of the slot machine gradually slowed down, and the names of each one could be seen clearly.
γOh! Stopped...... Eh! Wait a minute! This is ......]
Sang Zhefeng looked at the slot machine that had stopped and frowned.
"There's another one in the anime?"
γβ¦β¦ All right...... I trust your luck ......]
I saw this name written clearly in the center of the slot machine.
Ran Dark, also known as Joan of Arc.
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Joan of Arc, also known as Ran Duck in Chinese, was a French military strategist, a Catholic saint, and was regarded as a national hero by the French. During the Hundred Years' War, she led the French army against the British invasion and was eventually captured and executed.
Joan of Arc was originally a French rural girl who claimed to have received a "divine revelation" from her under a tree behind her village one day at the age of sixteen when she met the angels St. Michael, St. Margaret, and St. Catharine, who had been under a tree behind the village, and asked her to lead an army to recover the lost territories of France that had been occupied by the English at the time. Later, she made several turns, got military power, solved the siege of Orleans, and became a famous heroine in France.
However, Joan of Arc was captured by the Duchy of Burgundy during a skirmish in Compiègne, and was soon bought by the English for a large sum of money, and the Inquisition, under the control of the English authorities, sentenced her to be burned at the stake for heresy and witchcraft, and put to death in public in Rouen, France. When the English army was completely expelled from France 20 years later, Joan of Arc's elderly mother persuaded Pope Calixter III to retry Joan of Arc's case and eventually rehabilitate her. Canonized by the Vatican 500 years later.
In that anime world, Joan of Arc is a heroic spirit who acts as a good strategy in the form of a heroic spirit, and is given the responsibility of correctly managing the "Holy Grail War" in that world.
And as a heroic spirit, she also has extremely strong combat strength, and the strongest Noble Phantasm has reached EX, which is equivalent to the ability of this Digolisi above the fifth order - it can also be said to be the pinnacle level ability of this world, but the price is too huge.
And what was summoned by Sanzhefeng was Joan of Arc at its best. With a strong ability to seek enemies, as well as the ability to dodge almost all magic, a super sixth sense and a certain military foundation, even if you use your strongest treasure, you will not die, but you will only be seriously injured.
In any case, he is a powerful and heart-warming servant.
ββ¦β¦ That's why she's doing the same as Artoria......"
For the first time, Sanzhe felt that his mind was a little messy.
When he saw the dazzling golden light appear in front of his eyes, he was indeed slightly shocked, the energy in front of him was indeed amazing.
But when the light faded, he felt even more shocked.
The girl was dressed in bright silver armor with a dark blue sweatshirt that wrapped around her body, her hair tied in a large ponytail, and in her hands, a flagpole stood there.
It's almost exactly the same as Artoria......
[Well...... Is this also a kind of cuteness......]
The system doesn't care about the way.
ββ¦β¦ Bored. β
Sang Zhefeng made his most pertinent evaluation.
The saintess in front of her looked at Sang Zhefeng's slightly darkened face with a curious expression, and said, "Excuse me...... Are you my master? β
She speaks the language of this world.
Sang Zhefeng glanced at the dialog box next to him.
[Well, in order to avoid trouble, language and some simple information have been injected into her head. After all, not everyone can learn a language by looking at a dictionary. γ
It's pretty convenient.
Sang Zhefeng looked at Joan of Arc, and Joan of Arc looked at him.
"Theoretically, I'm your master, but I still don't want you to call me master, if you can......" Sanzhefeng said to Joan of Arc with a gentle smile, "You still call me Sangzhefeng." β
Joan of Arc was stunned for a moment, then a smile appeared on her face.
"Yes, Mr. Sangzhefeng."
Sang Zhefeng didn't answer, just turned his head and walked towards the village.
"Let's go first, there's still some trouble to deal with here."
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By the time Sanzhefeng and Joan of Arc returned to the village, Artoria had been tightly surrounded by a group of children.
They all looked like the children of the village, and all the hairy little ghosts surrounded Artoria in armor, and it seemed that the children in these small villages had never seen Artoria's knight in armor, and surrounded her curiously.
Artoria now had a helpless and gentle smile on her face, it seemed that she had been surrounded by these bear children for a long time.
In the surrounding area, many villagers were smiling at Artoria and the children, and it seemed that Artoria had "formed a deep friendship" with these villagers just after Sanzhefeng left.
Of course, it is very likely that the bear children themselves ran up and pestered Artoria, and Artoria was unable to scold these children.
And when Artoria saw Sang Zhefeng, the expression of "Ah, it's finally here, help me" also made Sang Zhefeng confirm his thoughts.
"Okay, little ones," Sang Zhefeng walked to the side of the children, smiled gently, and said, "Quickly loosen the armor of this big sister, don't you see that the big sisters are a little embarrassed?" β
He opened his eyes slightly, looking at the children.
The group of children looked at him as if they had seen some kind of flood beast, and they all screamed and scattered to the side.
Sang Zhefeng touched the tip of his nose, as if he was a little embarrassed.
Artoria was also out of trouble, she breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Sanzhefeng's side, and then immediately froze.
She is different from Sang Zhefeng, she is a person in this world of swords and magic, and she is naturally very able to see the strength and weakness of weapons.
The girl's armor over there wasn't a bargain at first glance, that level of armor was usually worn on the general's body, and the flagpole in the girl's hand wasn't anything ordinaryβat least not something that a knight of her rank could use.
But what surprised her the most was the girl's appearance.
Artoria was amazed by her appearance, and seriously, anyone who looked like them would be surprised.
Joan of Arc wasn't much better over there, and was obviously taken aback.
[Hmph, I'll see how you explain it to these two girls.] γ
The system looked at Sang Zhefeng gloatingly.
Sang Zhefeng coughed and said to Artoria, "This is Ran Dark, you can call her Joan of Arc." β
Then he pointed at Artoria, "This is Artoria......"
Sang Zhefeng suddenly paused, and he suddenly remembered that he didn't know Artoria's last name yet.
"Hello," Artoria on the side picked up Sanzhefeng's words, smiled and said to Joan of Arc, "My name is Artoria. Pendragon, it's a pleasure to meet you. β
Sang Zhefeng looked at Artoria and complained in his heart: It's really King Arthur's surname.
The two girls saw each other like old friends, and soon chatted and laughed together, and the system on one side was silent for a while, and a dialog box popped up.
[Good guy, you don't explain......]
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Sang Zhefeng saw that the two girls had already talked together, so he thought about retreating slightly, and then he glanced not far away from the village, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.
And after the little ghosts over there saw that Sang Zhefeng was gone, they all walked cautiously next to the two big sisters who looked exactly the same and surrounded the two girls.
"Big sisters," a young boy's voice interrupted Joan of Arc and Artoria's conversation. Both girls looked at the little boy curiously, and the little boy blinked and said, "Are the two big sisters sisters?" β
Both girls were stunned for a moment, then both smiled. Joan of Arc looked at the little boy and said, "No, I just thought about it a little bit." β
"Oh." The little boy nodded as if he had received a satisfactory answer.
On the other side, another child gathered around, asking about all kinds of things.
What" Are the sisters adventurers? "The armor is so beautiful." The two girls were scrambling to deal with the words in the children's mouths, and often their words could make the children smile.
None of these children have been to a big city, they just listen to their parents talk about those things, and some adventurers from outside usually don't say anything to these children, and now there are two very gentle big sisters, who will naturally let these children surround them.
Artoria reluctantly spoke to the children, but she didn't feel bored in her heart.
She looked at Sang Zhefeng, who replied to her with an expression of "I can't do anything about it". This also made Artoria sigh helplessly.
But seriously, what the hell was that black stuff just now? What did Sang Zhefeng want to say to her again......
Forget it, I'll ask Sang Zhefeng later.
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Everything looked so peaceful, the laughing children, the adults smiling and watching on the side. Two young girls in a hurry.
Everything doesn't look dangerous.
Until a touch of black jumped out of the clearing not far away.
It was so fast, almost faster than the human reflexes, it was like a desperate death speeding through the air, flying towards Artoria.
Flying towards the group of children.
There is almost no escape, almost no way back.
Artoria spotted the shadow, but she couldn't pull out her sword or stop it.
I could only watch the black smear fly towards me.
An inexplicable feeling of imminent death came, a feeling of powerlessness to resist.
Just ...... It was the same at those times.
She remembered something.
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There was a crisp sound of metal clashing, and the black streak flew upside down.
Joan of Arc stood there with the flagpole in her hand.
"Who?"
She said with an angry look on her face.