Leaving the tent, the wind jumped casually and lay on one of the tents basking in the sun...... Are you sick and want to bask in the sun......

The slight discomfort on his body made Youfeng think of a stomachache, and next time it would be better to lie down and watch the stars at night.

The situation in the tent was almost reassuring, and Ghostwind could feel that they were beginning to be infected by Joan of Arc, and to believe in her, at least that was the still capable Dinoir or something.

As for the other waste materials, it doesn't matter what they do, they waste air alive and waste land when they die, when they become dead.

Anyway, it's a little bit like Sha.,Sure enough, it's natural.,I'm bored and I don't want to talk to someone.,Now it's probably making a fuss on my own body?

I don't know how the main body reacted when he saw the gift he gave me, thinking of what he did in the Moon Tower, Yufeng couldn't help but smile evilly...... Wait a minute! The ontology is also itself, right, is it pit yourself? Probably not......

The peculiarity of the Heroic Spirit System is that the ontology does not have the memory of this time after the summoned doppelganger disappears in reality, unless it is the ontology descending.

Of course, there are some exceptions, such as Alaya and Gaia's big release of water, or some heroic spirits have their own special abilities that can make the body also have the experience of clone.

In fact, Gaia is still quite lenient in treating the Heroic Spirits, which is very different from the anime-type months he knows, as long as the Heroic Spirits want to, they can still get the experience of being a clone.

At least until the Ghost Wind clone disappears, the main body should not know its own experience, as a whole...... Yourself or are you pranking yourself? What a tangled question......

Lying down, the wind fell asleep very leisurely. It's not a matter of discomfort or anything at all. For ghosts, as long as they are in a daze, they will unconsciously want to eat or sleep, right?

At least that's what the powerful undead are familiar with (Yuyuko: That's right. It is a natural principle that the undead will want to sleep and eat as long as they are in a daze.

"What are you doing lying there?"

I don't know how long it took, but it was only a split second for the wind anyway, and Joan of Arc was already standing in front of him, looking at him with her little head in her hands.

"Hey, you've already finished the meeting?" When I got up, I also found that something was wrong down there...... Although it was normal, the eyes of those soldiers seemed to be unconsciously glancing this way.

"Joan of Arc. Standing here really big husband? The soldiers below are looking at you."

"It's not me, it's you"

"Huh? Wow! ”

"......" hugged the breeze, Joan of Arc jumped down from the tent, with some helplessness on his little face, and as soon as he came out of the meeting, he could sense that the atmosphere outside was wrong.

Although the soldiers were still resting and patrolling the camp normally, even idiots could see that they were looking at a certain place, and in less than a few minutes, the patrol team in front of them walked through three times......

In the direction, her god was sleeping lovely in a tent somewhere.

That's her god! How can the god who holds himself allow others to take advantage of him (fog, Joan of Arc hurriedly went up and brought his own god down.

"Joan of Arc! Don't do that next time! Falling to the ground, Yufeng said to Joan of Arc with a serious face.

Shame, shame. was actually hugged down by the princess......

"Yes, yes"

“…… Joan of Arc, are you looking at me more and more like a child now?" The corners of his mouth twitched unconsciously, and he said with black gas bubbling around Youfeng.

"Huh"

What was that look of being discovered? Isn't it too dignified in front of Joan of Arc...... I seem to have a little gastritis.

"What's going on with the meeting inside" covered his head, let's skip this topic.

"Initially approved of my idea" Joan of Arc also looked a little tired, making detailed plans or something is not what she is good at, at most she has a general idea......

"By the way, the departure time will be changed one day earlier, and we will leave early tomorrow morning"

"Temporary changes?"

"If we hadn't come today, it wouldn't have been a temporary change, and we would probably have been notified a few moments before to hurry there" Joan of Arc was still very clear about his position, and he didn't know that if he held a military meeting today, they would definitely find a way to embarrass themselves.

Even if you reluctantly approve it today, if you want to truly obey yourself, it is better to start from the grassroots soldiers.

"Rub, does that guy want to die" frowned, and Youfeng suddenly wanted to go into the camp tent to beat that guy, obviously trying to embarrass his Joan of Arc.

"By the way, in order to play a tactical surprise, I have to rush to the next few days"

In the Middle Ages, France still highly admired cavalry tactics at the beginning of the Hundred Years' War, and even now that it has changed, elite soldiers can basically ride it.

“…… So what?"

"Let me take you on a horse," Joan of Arc looked at the wind with a smile in her eyes.

"I can fly"

"But the sage can't fly, he will be considered a heretic"

"As a commander, you must not ride with others, otherwise your majesty will run away!"

"Anyway, I'm a decoration in their eyes, so it won't be too much of a problem"

“…… Absolutely not! ”

Early the next morning

"Shame," whispered the wind as he sat in front of Joan of Arc on his horse, while Joan of Arc was behind her, with a smile on her delicate face.

What the hell did Alayah do to this doppelganger of herself! It's like beating a dead man and beating a child, but he can't fight with Joan of Arc......

Compared to sitting in the back...... Or the front is safe.

"Is the Count of Denoir unusual today?" said Gilles, who rode to Joan of Arc's side.

At the front of the line, the Count of Denoy walked alone at the front, wearing all the armor on his body, and Gilles remembered that the Count rarely wore a helmet on the battlefield, let alone on the road.

"Haven't you heard, boy, Count Dinoy accidentally fell yesterday, so his face is a little broken, and now anyone who dares to approach him will definitely be reprimanded" patted Gilles on the shoulder, Demes had a smile on his rough face, it was so comfortable!

"Get out of the back of here!"

As he spoke, a nobleman at the front of the line who wanted to go up and say something was thrown back......

"Will the Earl's strength still fall...... If you hit a hole in the rock, you won't get hurt, anyway, you are also a well-known knight in China. Giles looked ahead in a bit of a daze, this reason was too powerful.

"Hmph" tilted his head, and the wind hummed disdainfully.

Compared to Demes and Bertrand, the Count of Denoy was much stronger, and a thousand years ago, he was almost at the level of the Knights of the Round Table.

However, there is still a lot of gap with the knight in front of him, even if Lancelot comes, let him kneel and lick. (To be continued.) )