Chapter 110: Joan of Arc Reincarnation

"My own people, Knight Reynold, what do you mean by that, why are they destroying the sacred tree?" Irian trusted the knight very much, and when he heard this, he couldn't help but stop attacking, and stood to the side and looked at the two of them with a scrutinizing gaze. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Irian, my child, what's wrong with you, don't you know your father?" said the old knight, who didn't care about the boy's question, and couldn't help but be shocked to hear him call him by his first name. Dawn realized that this was Reynolds' missing youngest son, but the difference between father and son in appearance was really big.

"While I am grateful for your kindness to me over the years, I beg your pardon for not being able to call you father anymore. Irian probably also saw that Dawn and the others did not look like fierce and evil people, so he put away his horn and rolled up the military flag, and had no intention of doing it again.

Dawn and Hansel couldn't help but let out a long breath, although it was only a simple move, but the terrifying strength of the young Irian really made the two of them frightened. In Bai Ze's assessment, this young man is a stable god-level strength, much stronger than Yi Sweep.

Irian's words made the old knight like a lightning strike, he stood in place and was stunned for a while before noticing the unusual strength of the "son" in front of him, you must know that the real Irian was just a trainee knight before he disappeared, although he was also talented, but compared with the young man in front of him, the gap could not be calculated in the Dao: "Who are you, what's wrong with my child?"

Irian sighed a little bitterly, and slowly walked towards the old knight: "I have granted you permission to continue to call me Irian in the future, but do you remember your mission to come to Don Remy?"

"Mission?" the old knight took a few steps back in a panic, and Baron Jill, who had been carrying it on his shoulder, was also thrown to the ground, "Kid...... You have awakened!" As if thinking of something, the old knight instantly aged a lot, and asked a little decadently, the "child" still didn't shout after all.

"Yes, I just wanted to help you solve the disappearance case in the town, because I think this case seems to have a lot to do with me!" Irian walked over to the old knight and hugged him tightly for a moment with his arms outstretched, "but in the process of pursuit, I found the original site of Joan of Arc's house, where I retrieved my memories and my weapons!"

"Now you'...... What the hell?" the old knight unconsciously had tears in his eyes. Although the child in front of him is not related to himself, he only took over the task out of admiration for Joan of Arc back then, and came to this remote town as a Vatican Holy Knight, and has been incognito since then.

For more than a decade after that, this warrior who once only held a sword became both a father and a mother, watching the little baby grow up like a real father. The loyal warrior who once solemnly swore before the cross to dedicate his life to God, and never married and had children, also unconsciously had an emotion called fatherly love, so what he feared most for so many years was this moment.

"Am I finally going to lose my child?" the old knight, who had never shed a tear in his life, could no longer stop his tears from falling.

"No, you can always call me Irian. I am now both Joan of Arc and Irian, the Holy Daughter of God and your child, and although I can no longer call you father because of my status, please do not grieve for this!" said Irian, bowing his head and gently comforting.

Immediately he noticed Jill lying on the ground who didn't know whether he was alive or dead, he squatted down and stretched out his hand to gently caress Jill's strange and familiar face, and couldn't help but say helplessly: "This is the culprit of the disappearance, no wonder I feel that I have a deep connection with myself!"

"Yi ...... Riel, what should I do about this?" said the old knight, pointing at the vampire with some bitterness, his brain was still a little muddy at this time, and he had no decisive position at all.

He ...... I don't know how to deal with it, and I'm primarily responsible for why Jill is the way she is. But no matter how you deal with it, I can't let him continue to be evil!" Irian's brow furrowed slightly, his feelings for Baron Gil were actually extremely complicated. On the level of Joan of Arc, the two are just comrades-in-arms. But the baron had done so much for Joan of Arc, and she couldn't turn a blind eye to this kind of dedication that had long gone beyond the friendship of her comrades.

"Let's not talk about that, what happened to these two people?" Irian didn't forget the two of them, or rather, he was a little angry at the two of them for burning the sacred tree, after all, it was where he had met the holy angels in his previous life.

"Hansel is a knight of the Holy Grace of the Holy See, and this time he came to hunt down a vampire who escaped in the recent battle of the Black Forest, and the other is the little brother of Wu Chenxi, who came with him, from the Wu family in Kyushu, Jiangsu, Zhejiang, and Jiangsu. ”

"Oh...... I don't understand, can werewolves become knights of grace in the Holy See now?I'm sorry, I don't mean to discriminate, it's just that werewolves can't escape the control of the ancestors, right?" Irian asked puzzled, he trusted the old knight very much, but Joan of Arc lived in a dark age when vampires and werewolves were unscrupulous in the West. Irion, who has awakened the soul of Joan of Arc, really doesn't have a good impression of werewolves.

Hansel shrugged his shoulders helplessly and told him about his bitter origin, which made Knight Reynold, who was also in a fatherly mood, very emotional.

"Does the strength come from the sacrifice and protection of my father, it is really a strange existence. However, the erosion of werewolf bloodlines will be continuous, and your father's soul protection will always collapse completely. Unless you can solve this problem, I hope you will have a calm decision in the future!" Irion thought for a moment before responding, but no longer had any doubts about Hansel's identity.

"As for the matter of your burning of the sacred tree...... Irian said as he looked down at Jill again, "It can be regarded as a reason, I originally had to retrieve the power of the sacred tree today, and now although the holy light element is somewhat depleted, I can't blame you!"

Dawn was born in a family, so he naturally knew what this young man with Joan of Arc soul meant, and he no longer pursued the two of them about the destruction of the sacred tree, and Dawn and the two naturally couldn't intervene in the handling of Baron Gil, which could be regarded as a disguised exchange!

"Take it back, do you mean that this huge light elemental power was once stored here?" Dawn didn't have any intentions for Jill in the first place, and he was happy to do it at this time, but he was curious about the way to store this power.

"Well, that's not my power, it's theirs. Irion pointed to the horn hanging from his waist and explained, "This is the Doomsday Judgment Horn of the Holy Angel Michael, and after Joan of Arc was burned at the stake, Mistress Michael's soul was kept in this artifact. But the power of the artifact is too strong for a human baby, and His Majesty the Holy Angel can only temporarily strip out its power and seal it in this big tree, and seal the body of the horn and my soul in the body of a baby who has just died!"