Chapter 1894: The Iron Virgin (12)

The moment his throat was pierced, the wolf knew that he was no longer good. Not only was the throat pierced, but the cervical vertebrae were also seriously injured by the piercing of the steel blade, and the lower half of the body was directly paralyzed as a result.

The wolf was nailed to the ground by the spear------ or rather------ on the roof tiles and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Jeremy, you're robbing me of credit again?" grumbled the papal crusader who was in charge of attracting attention in front of the wolf.

"No, Peyton. The Holy See crusader, who had attacked the wolf behind and pierced the wolf's throat with his spear, replied: "It is our crusaders' mission to destroy the abomination, and whoever does it will have the same result." ＂

"Hmph, you kid is really good at talking. The crusader named Peyton snorted and said, "In that case, when I go back, I will report to the cardinal that I killed this demon wolf, and you will have no objection?"

"I have no objection, senior. The crusader named Jeremy replied humbly.

At this time, the wild wolf, which was lying on the ground and had been pierced through the throat, was already dying from suffocation and blood loss. It knew it was doomed, but it still kept the last bit of consciousness in order to get as much information as possible from the crusaders.

Peyton looked at the moonlight in the sky and said thoughtfully, "Then again, Orleans is getting more and more peaceful. Together with the last few killings, this is the fourth time we have killed an abomination?"

"Five times. Jeremy corrected.

"Oh, five times. Peyton then said with some embarrassment, "Last time, the big shadowy crow couldn't catch it, so it escaped." What the hell is that thing? It's like a shadow of mist, and a crossbow bolt will penetrate it directly. That thing can't be invincible, right?"

"It's probably some kind of magic used by the demons. It has no entity, just an apparition for reconnaissance purposes. Jeremy analyzed: "No matter what. The next time it reappears, the priestly sealers will be its opponents. We don't have to worry anymore. ＂

"Yes, yes. Peyton turned his head to look at the dying wolf on the ground, "Oh, this abomination isn't completely dead. Isn't it eavesdropping on our conversation?"

"No, how could it be. ＂

"It's disgusting to watch. Die!" Crusader Peyton had already raised his spear and aimed it at the wolf's head. The moment the spear pierced through the wolf's head, the world suddenly went black.

"Uhh------h

Far away from town, in a cave in the forest, a monster that was half wolf and half human suddenly woke up from its contemplation.

He rubbed his drowsy head, and the experience of the moment when he was "killed" just now seemed to be conveyed to him through some kind of spiritual connection, making him feel as if he had been killed by the Crusaders.

"Damn the Holy See Crusaders...... The man-wolf Bediwell then murmured, "Why are you always nosy?" ＂

"Oh...... Beside the man-wolf, a wolf cub was whining in a low voice, as if grieved by knowing something.

"I'm sorry, little furball," said Bedwell, to the little wolf, as if the beast could understand his words, "I am saddened by your father's death. It's not supposed to be this way, it's all my responsibility. ＂

As a demon, as a human wolf, Bediwell can use mind control to manipulate his clan from a distance. Ever since he arrived in this world nine hundred years later, Bedeville has been using this ability to control wolves and scout around.

The wolf that was killed by the throat just now was also one of the dependents of Bediwell, it was too risky, and it went deep into the city, and originally planned to retreat quickly after obtaining useful information, but it did not expect to encounter the Holy See crusaders.

It is said that this Holy See crusader is also powerful, and in the middle of the night, he actually flew on the roof and walked on the wall, and found a wild wolf lurking on the roof of the bar to inquire about information. The stealth ability of the wild wolf was not low, but it can only be said that the perception of the group of Holy See crusaders was too high, so they detected the wild wolf that lurked so well.

Bediwell came to this other world to exist as a demon, and as a demon, this characteristic will never change. In the future, I am afraid that we will have to pay attention to the multi-embankment against the Holy See Crusaders.

Either way, Bediwell's first task now is to join Arthur. I don't know where Arthur had gone, but if Arthur had received the same information, he would have gone there.

The meeting place is in Tullier. As long as Joan of Arc did not capture the fort of Tullier for a day, Arthur would have rushed there.

The man-wolf Bedeville rose from the haystack in his lair and transformed into a great white wolf. He was different from ordinary wolves, he wore a waistcoat, a strip of cloth around his waist that could barely be used to hide his shame, and a silver sword on his back. A normal beast would never appear in front of a human in such a way, and Bediwell dressed like this but traveled as a beast in order to bring confusion to humans. When people see a big white wolf dressed like this, they will definitely have a preconceived idea that this wolf is a warrior or ranger's domesticated wolf, so that humans will not attack Bediwell, and Bedivel will have less trouble.

But of course, his outfit is more than just decoration. The silver sword he carried on his back could also be used, either by having his companion hold it in his hand and using it as a weapon, or by Bedivel wielding it with his mouth biting the sword. In the worst-case scenario, Bediwell could even take on the form of a human-wolf when no humans were present, and he could free up his sword-wielding hands.

When everything was ready, Bediwell stepped out of the hole.

The wolves waited for Bediwell's orders at the entrance of the cave, and although the hundred or so wolves were all ordinary beasts, they were the dependents of the man-wolf Bediwell, loyal to him, and even gave their lives for him.

"Listen up, my family. The great white wolf spoke, "I am going to leave for Turiel next." It's a long way to go, and it's impossible to move with your entire race. And if I go like this, I don't think I will come back for a long time. So stay here and guard the cave. A year's worth of food is ready for you. ＂

"Ahh

Bediwell turned his head to look at the little wolf beside him again: "This hairy child has lost his father, and now he is helpless, so he will be left to your entire clan to take care of." ------From now on, disband. Do what you have to do!"

"Ahh Their figures gradually disappeared into the forest, merging with the shadows of the trees.

Although these are only beasts, they have all been trained by Bediwell for a long time to become excellent warriors. If it's just a pack of wild wolves, humans won't just ask them for trouble. Even when Bediwell wasn't here to look after his family, his family was able to take care of themselves.

I hope so.

Bediwell sighed, turned his head and looked at the little wolf beside him again: "What? Why are you still stunned here? Hurry up and live with everyone." ＂

"Ahh......h The little wolf looked at Bediwell pitifully.

"It's useless for you to look at me like that. I'm not going to take yours, you know?"

"Ahh............h

"Wow...... It's a hassle. The Great White Wolf frowned.

Late April. Winter has gone to the spring solstice, but France is still enveloped in a chill, and the weather is unexpectedly hazy.

Chilly snow fell in the sky, and although the snow on the ground was not too thick, it covered the ground with blood, burying a bit of cruelty in what should have been a tragic battlefield.

The offensive and defensive battle of Fort Tuliel lasted like this for a month, and at this moment it was falling into a kind of tug-of-war in a quagmire.

"It's a stubborn guy, isn't it?" a young girl in full armor walked to the front of the battlefield, looking through the wooden bunkers of stakes and staring at the stone fortress opposite.

"But it's only a matter of time before you take it, Holy Maiden," the heavily armed girl was followed by a young knight.

The knight's appearance is actually quite handsome, from his face you can see that he is from a noble family, the bloodline is quite pure, and the long golden hair makes the knight quite a bit of a son's chic.

Compared to this knight of pure blood, the girl could not help but look a little discouraged, and the blood stains left on her face from the last battle still had not been cleaned until now, which made the girl look more like a rustic village woman than a great saint as people said.

Despite this, the faithful knights who followed the saint still worshipped her as a great man. What they look at is not the appearance of this girl, but her unwavering iron heart that takes the lead in saving the country.

For this reason, Joan of Arc also has another nickname, "Iron Maiden". Anyone in the world who has ever seen Joan of Arc charge forward with her sword and flag in her hand will surely feel this from the bottom of their hearts: this nickname is too apt!

The French army, led by Joan of Arc, numbering only a few thousand, after liberating Orleans, has been storming the city unstoppable and never losing a battle. The walled wooden walls of the British army were destroyed in front of the army of the Holy Maiden, and it was rumored that the army led by the Holy Maiden would be possessed by divine powers, and ordinary defensive structures could easily collapse and be vulnerable under the onslaught of the army.

The battle went well all the way up to this fort of Tullier, an impregnable fortress made of solid rock bricks.

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