Chapter 366: Joan of Arc

"That's what fate is." Char whispered, "You never know if it will give you happiness or accident in the next moment."

"What are you looking for?" Alicia asked.

"Fate." Char muttered softly.

"Did you find it?" She asked.

Char looked around, "There are only sad souls here, and I want to find one, clear, pure souls." ”

"Like Arthur?"

"Arthur of the past."

Alicia smiled, "People always have to grow. ”

"It's not a bad thing to lose your innocence." Char said, "But the world still depends on idealists to change." ”

"Let's go, let's go ahead and have a look."

Char pulled Alicia away, and they traveled hundreds of kilometers to a village near the front line of the West Francis battlefield.

It is very close to the front line, so it is often bombarded by shells, and some of those who can afford it have chosen to migrate, while others have chosen to stay where they are.

It's not that they have a fluke mentality, for farmers, the field is life, and without it, they can't survive.

However, it is clear that their enemies do not deliberately cross this place because they are civilians, or rather, as the battle line progresses, there are many stray bullets flying here.

The village had apparently suffered a wave of stray bullets flying from the battlefields of the front line.

Everywhere there were deep craters blasted by shells, and the inside of the charred craters was still smoking, and it looked like it had been projected not long ago.

Some shells flew into the village, many houses were blown down, and the air smelled of burning.

Alicia walked into the village with Char.

They saw some people who had been hit by the shells, and they were directly torn apart, and some flesh was stuck on the walls.

The village was built in a nice place, there is a small river nearby, and if there were no wars, the people here would have lived happily.

But in just one year, they left their homeland and lost their loved ones and lives.

Although Char can weave fate, sometimes, he has to sigh its cruelty again and again.

"It doesn't look like it was accidentally affected." Alicia looked around and said, "Such a dense bombardment, it seems to be deliberate. ”

"The war is not like it used to be." Char said quietly, "The existence of the train makes the support easier, no matter how much resources and manpower are consumed on the front line, they can be quickly transported under the strong transportation capacity." ”

"It is also difficult to win a war by traditional means of breakthrough and encirclement. Because of the railway network, the army can move quickly, and the gaps in the defensive line can be quickly repaired. Victory through a huge siege is no longer possible with today's industrial power. ”

"Modern warfare is no longer just a contest of numbers and the quality of the army. The competition is industrial capacity, the competition of resources. Germany is backed by Tsarist Russia, while West France is backed by Britannia, and both sides occupy almost half of the world's resources. This is also the reason why the two sides are at a stalemate, entering a war of attrition. ”

"Germany was clearly in a hurry, and they were not willing to pay such a terrible price. So, they made another choice. That is to completely defeat the will to war of the West Francoisers. ”

"If the West Francis are made to realize that a military victory is no longer possible, then there will inevitably be an internal collapse.

And their method is ......"

"Drain the country's vital forces as much as possible." Alicia muttered softly, "That's why they bombed Paris." ”

"Look." Char's eyes were shining, "This war has just begun......

Alicia fell silent, "I have seen the situation on the battlefield in Serbia, and I never thought in my life that there was a war where so many people could die in one day. ”

"The Germans are already planning to start using poison gas." Char said.

Alicia fell silent.

They reached the end of the village and found a girl near a shell crater.

She looked to be in her teens, and there was a well nearby, which was supposed to have been bombed when she came to fetch water, and then it was hit by shells.

Her body was red with blood, and she couldn't see where the injuries were, but there was some breath.

It's also a shame that the damage of the cannonballs in this era is not too strong, otherwise, it would be lucky to be able to keep a whole corpse.

Alicia lowered her body, as if healing Ekaterina, and used magic to heal her injuries.

The wounds on her body healed quickly under the influence of the magic.

Soon, her fingers moved slightly, and her eyes slowly opened.

She looked around a little confused, and then she saw a house that had been destroyed by a shell not far away.

The previous memories came back to her mind, and she didn't care about her weak body now, and she didn't care about the two people beside her.

I just got up from the ground and ran to the house.

"Father! Mother! Hanida! ”

She called out the names of her loved ones, tears welling up in the corners of her eyes. She kept digging through the rubble in front of her. Some sharp wood dripping her hands with blood, but even then she dug into the ruins in front of her as if she were completely unconscious.

Alicia stepped forward to pull her away, but she broke free of her grasp.

"There's no one alive in there anymore!" Alicia spoke, and there was a rare scolding in her voice, "See for yourself!" Where are the cracks in this ruin! ”

It seems that it was Alicia's scolding that awakened the girl's sanity.

She sat on her knees, covered her face and cried bitterly.

In the past, she had lost all her loved ones.

Alicia crouched beside her, touched her head, and soothed her.

"Child, death is not the end, but the beginning of everything. At the end of the day, you will see you again. ”

She reached out and grabbed her wrist and took her hand off her face.

"Here, let me see."

Her voice is warm and pure, and her words are round, like gurgling water, and like the wind blowing willows, there is an indescribable sense of comfort.

This soft voice soothed the pain in her heart and stabilized her mood a little.

The girl's hands were covered with blood, old wounds mixed with new wounds, and blood stained her palms red and mixed with dust. The nails were also full of dust.

There was a stark contrast between Alicia's white, slender hands and the girl's blood-stained hands.

But Alicia didn't care, she grabbed the girl's hand.

Under the girl's slightly gaping eyes, the light of magic lit up on her hands, and the wounds on her hands were rapidly recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The girl looked up at the woman in front of her, who had grabbed her arm.

It was the first person she saw when she opened her eyes.

The memory before she fell unconscious, the girl remembered very clearly, and the shell landed on her side.

She knew very well that she would not be able to survive in that situation.

Obviously, it was the mysterious existence in front of him who saved him.

When she caught a glimpse of her just now, she thought she was beautiful.

At this moment, when she looked closely, even though she was also a woman, her breathing was still a little stagnant, and her heart was beating non-stop.

She never imagined that there were such beautiful people in this world.

The facial features are like a work of art carefully pinched out by God, and the skin is white and delicate like solidified oil, and even glows with a faint glimmer under the light of the quiet moonlight.

However, the most heart-warming thing is her eyes, like stars hanging in the sky, bright but hidden in the night, no one knows how many years it has passed......

However, this is not the cause of the girl's breathing stagnation.

The family is the most devout of the family, and a few years ago she had made a pilgrimage to the Baal Cathedral in Britannia with her father.

There is a legend that an angel descended, and even inserted the sword in the stone to choose the king.

The sword in the stone had already been pulled out by King Arthur, but the traces were still there.

And behind the high platform with the sword in the stone, those who had seen the angel before erected a statue there.

And the appearance of that statue is exactly the same as the woman in front of him......

There was a slight distraction in the girl's eyes.

"Ange (French Angel)"

"I'm not an angel." Alicia slowly got up.

"I've seen you, in Britannia!" The girl said excitedly, "You are exactly like the statue there." ”

Alicia raised her eyebrows and looked at Char helplessly.

Char's eyelids twitched slightly, and he continued to ask.

"What's your name?"

"Randy." The girl said.

"You...... Want to get revenge on your parents? Char asked, "Or ...... Let millions of families no longer encounter the same pain and sorrow as you. ”

The girl looked at the ruins on one side, her eyes turned red again, but she eased her emotions and lowered her eyes, "I'm just a village girl in the countryside." ”

All you have to do is answer and want to ...... Still don't want to. Char said quietly.

The girl looked up at Char and met his eyes.

His eyes are even more special than the angel, as if they contain the stars of the universe, and the years go by.

Like the angel, he had white hair, and even a little rainbow at the roots of his hair in the moonlight.

Thinking about the identity of the lady, the girl's heart stirred slightly, and then nodded.

Char smiled, "Then do you accept you changing a name?" ”

There was a slight doubt in the girl's eyes, but she thought about it carefully.

"If more people can no longer encounter the sadness and pain of me, not to mention changing the name, it will not be a problem to make me pay with my life."

Not because I want "revenge", but because I want more people to no longer suffer such pain

"You don't have to pay for your life." Char said calmly, "You have enough choices for your future fate. ”

"What do you want me to change my name?" The girl asked.

Char slowly walked in front of her, slowly raised his finger and pointed it on her forehead.

In that instant, her pupils contracted violently, countless knowledge surged in her mind, and her brain's thoughts became clearer and clearer.

"Bell! Clang! Clang! ”

At the same time, a melodious bell rang in her ears.

It seems that the morning bell of the church is ringing, sacred and ethereal.

It seems to be a death knell for those who died in this war, full of sorrow and solemnity.

She looked up slowly.

At this moment, the night has completely disappeared, and the sun has risen in the east, and the dazzling sunlight shines on the earth, and also illuminates the whole earth, shining on her body.

The golden light that illuminates the white clouds over this land shines.

No, that's not the sun's light.

The girl's eyes widened - there seemed to be something else behind the white clouds!

β€œAaaaaο½žβ€

Suddenly, the divine, as if thousands of angels were chanting and then the bells rang, and the heavy harmony shook the whole world!

The answer soon unfolded in front of her eyes

The white clouds dispersed, and a temple shimmering with divine light appeared behind the white clouds, and the buildings were pure white, glowing golden in the sunlight, like sacred churches.

The large golden bell hanging from the church spire-like building is particularly conspicuous, and even from the ground, it is still terrifying.

This bell rings in the evening of the land......

Melodious, solemn and sacred.

In her ears, there was a whisper of a god, and she seemed to understand something, and tears slipped from the corners of her eyesβ€”

They were not tears of sorrow and fear, tears of joy and excitement at the privilege of carrying such a mission.

By the time they regained their perspective, the man and woman had already disappeared from the same place.

If it weren't for the knowledge in her head, she would have thought it was all just an illusion.

At this moment, she was extremely sure that that woman was the divine who had descended the sword in the stone in the first place.

And the man.

The status may be higher, and it may even be

Soon, the sound of vehicles and mechs moving could be heard in her ears.

She turned her head and saw an army slowly approaching the entrance to the village.

Looking at the flags and emblems sprayed on the mech, it was the army of West Fland.

The leading general wore the military uniform of West Farland, wore a cape, and rode on a tall black war horse.

He looked about thirty or forty years old, very handsome, but his eyes were very tired, and he looked like he should have come with troops temporarily, and he hadn't rested for a long time.

Looking at the epaulettes on his shoulders, his rank does not seem to be low, he is a general.

He walked in with his army, looked around at the collapsed houses, at the arms of the children exposed in the rubble, and at the people on the ground who had been bombed to pieces.

There was a suppressed anger in his eyes.

Soon, however, he saw the girl half-kneeling on the ground.

He stepped forward, stopped near her, and then stepped forward quickly, asking with concern.

"Kid, are you alright?"

The girl shook her head.

He turned his head and shouted at the army behind him.

"Medic !!"

A group of men and women with crucifix armbands on their arms approached and began to examine the girl's injuries.

"Child, do you still have relatives?" The general continued.

Hearing this, the girl's eyes obviously dimmed a little, and she lowered her eyes.

The general fell silent, "Is that so, then what's your name?" ”

Hearing this, the girl slowly raised her head, she thought for a while, and then continued.

"My name is . Joan of Arc"

(End of chapter)