"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has prepared a dinner, and I would like to invite you to join us," said a waiter who came to Joan of Arc's room not long before they had rested.

"Wait, we'll be there right away"

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince specially explained that there is no need to prepare anything, as long as the Holy Maiden goes alone," lowered his head, the attendant said in a heavy voice.

"......" grabbed Bertrand, who wanted to speak, and Demes made a fuss with him, and I really didn't want them to get out alive.

"I see," nodded slightly, and Joan of Arc said calmly.

"Demes and Bertrand are on standby here, believing that there will be no danger in the castle of the crown prince"

"Hey, really let the saint go alone, the castle where the crown prince is is not safe, not to mention that it is more dangerous if it is considered a fake saint"

The sound of the door closing, Beltron immediately said solemnly, this is not a trivial matter, the letter should not have been delivered yet, and it is easy to deny it without prestige.

"The safety of the saint is not a concern"

“…… You old fellow, tell me what you're hiding" Looking at Demes seriously, Bertrand said with a sigh, knowing from Demes's expression that he had absolute confidence.

“…… Well, remember that you must not spread the word" By now, Demes also understands that it is difficult to hide, and it is better to tell him that his old friend's mouth should be able to control it.

Whispering words, Bertrand's eyes suddenly showed shock, in that case, there is no need to worry about the safety of the saint.

"You old soul, I said why did you choose her so firmly" laughed and scolded Demes and gave a punch, which was heard by any Celtic knight. I'm afraid it's all likely to cause a sensation.

"On the other side of the door is the banquet place" led Joan of Arc to a stone door. On the other side, you can faintly hear all kinds of laughter. The squire also said and retreated, and that was the end of his mission.

Taking a deep breath, Joan of Arc was also calming down, the palace banquet, this kind of thing she didn't even dare to think about a year ago, and she would naturally be nervous when she suddenly had to face it.

"Calm, it's just a group of ordinary people inside, and most of them are useless ordinary people. There was no need to be nervous at all."

A phantus loomed behind Joan of Arc, and the wind leaned behind Joan of Arc and said absently.

“…… Hmm" a calm smile, I'm not alone, at least there's a cute Lori with me.

The stone door was pushed open, and the sound of pleasant communication suddenly flowed into the ears, and the male and female nobles in gorgeous costumes were communicating with each other, and suddenly received an invitation from the crown prince, which can be said to be a temporary banquet.

Most people don't know what it was held for, they were only asked a little, but they didn't care. What else is the need for a banquet? With the sound of the door, they all looked at Joan of Arc, who had just entered.

"Where did the village girl come from?"

After a brief lull, a tone of jealous disdain sounded.

Joan of Arc's dress at this time can be said to be incompatible with the banquet. After three days of rapid travel, I only had a slight rest for half a day when I arrived at Shinon Castle.

Originally, I wanted to change into a neat outfit before coming, but the attendant refused, saying that there was no need to prepare it carefully.

In front of many gorgeously dressed female aristocrats, Joan of Arc's clothes really resembled a village girl, but at the same time, it also made those female nobles jealous.

"Tsk, a bunch of stupid guys, they're all jealous of you," the figure lying vaguely on Joan of Arc's shoulder, the wind said disdainfully.

Although Joan of Arc's clothes are simple and ordinary, they can better bring out the outstandingness, holiness and tranquility are by no means comparable to ordinary people, even equally brilliant women will lose in that temperament.

"Believe it or not, there's more than one man here beating your mind"

"I trust my gods to protect me," a smile appeared on his calm expression, and the nervousness suddenly subsided a lot when he was interrupted by the ghostly wind.

"Eh, I won't let them touch you" looks similar to his wife, and it is difficult to accept being touched by others.

The noblewoman present laughed when she saw that a village girl was being ridiculed, and her heart suddenly became depressed, and when she wanted to continue, her voice sounded.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has arrived"

Directly in front of the banquet, men dressed in gorgeous clothes walked up to the stage, looking at the people in the audience with smiles on their faces.

Although the other nobles looked at the stage with respect on the surface, they could see that they were not really thinking in their hearts, and they were still doing their own things.

"Ladies and gentlemen, there is a big event to announce at today's banquet, but before that there is another news for you"

Hearing the crown prince say this, the other nobles also stopped their movements and exchanges for the time being, at least a certain amount of face still had to be given, and they all looked at the stage.

"Today there is a guest from afar"

"A young girl from the village of Dolemi from the region of Lorraine and the Orange-Ardennes has crossed the territory of Burgundy to Chinon, claiming to be the Messenger of the Lord, and has been given the task of expelling the invaders of England"

The sound of laughter suddenly sounded, and almost all the nobles present burst into laughter, claiming to be the messenger of the Lord, and no one dared to say that.

Many people's eyes were on Joan of Arc, who had just entered the door, and it was self-evident who that person was, and more mockery flocked to Joan of Arc.

"It's really a village girl" The voice just now sounded again, and the mockery in her tone was a little more mocking.

Where is Doremi Village? A place that has never been heard of before, from the introduction of the crown prince, you can know that it is an inconspicuous village on the edge of France.

The noblewoman who spoke even regretted that she was actually talking to a lowly village girl.

Only a few people were thinking about it, and if it was really the case, they wouldn't have deliberately explained it at the banquet, and ...... Where are the regions of Lorraine and Orange-Ardennes?

Is it really possible to come to Chinon safely from a region surrounded by England and Burgundy with a young girl? is still a girl with a special temperament.

Joan of Arc's expression was still calm, and the words of the wind had freed her from her nervousness, and she was familiar with the environment of the venue, and the mocking gaze could no longer make her fluctuate violently.

"Joan of Arc from Doremi Village? Dark, what do you want to say to everyone present" The crown prince looked at Joan of Arc with a smile, and all eyes were on her.

"You're not the crown prince," Sakura pursed her lips slightly, and Joan of Arc calmly looked at the men on the banquet table.

The voice of ridicule stagnated, and gradually changed to the color of doubt and bewilderment, and they came to the banquet to be asked of the content, forbidden to talk to the crown prince, and ...... It is not the crown prince's business to be exposed on the field.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, Orleans is under siege, please send troops to rescue as soon as possible"

Looking calmly at the male nobleman who was drinking wine in the corner, Joan of Arc stepped forward and said calmly. (To be continued.) )

PS: The total boss of this volume should be able to be seen~ There will be a chapter in a while