Layton didn't speak, just turned his head to look at the person standing behind him.

From the physical appearance, it seems to be a woman, she is not wearing a military uniform, but only wearing an ordinary woman's clothing, and she is also wrapped in a headscarf, and most of her face is covered, only a pair of eyes are exposed, and she looks like she is from the Middle East.

Layton met her halfway through and followed her here.

If it weren't for her, he wouldn't have known that Raman was here.

Although they are facing alien races, the dispatch of these armies is also unknown to ordinary people.

Her bright eyes watched Rahman silently.

Raman looked at her suspiciously.

After a moment, she slowly spoke, "Those who dwell on the past will never be able to look into the future. ”

The voice was so familiar that Raman's pupils instantly contracted to a point.

I saw this woman slowly remove her headscarf.

A golden braid was casually draped behind her head, and the braid was so long that it almost reached her waist.

Looking at the beautiful woman under the face scarf, Raman's eyes instantly began to tremble violently.

Joan of Arc was not yet twenty years old when she left West Farland, and is now in her thirties, but even so, her appearance has not changed in any way with the years.

The Isle of Skye is a place of abundant magical power, and she often lives with magical creatures, and the breath of life of those magical creatures also affects her.

However, compared with the past, she has become more mature, and she has a temperament that has been precipitated over the years.

An indescribable emotion surged in Laman's heart.

But these emotions were finally weighed down by his experience, and he took a deep breath and slowly closed his eyes.

"I see. I see."

He seemed to have figured out a lot of things.

"I sent a lot of people to investigate the matter, and many of the people closest to the execution site said that you were saved by a god.

It seems that this most unlikely answer may be the final answer. ”

Raman looked at Joan of Arc with complicated eyes.

"You've calculated everything"

"You and I are both people chosen by fate." Joan of Arc whispered, "And I, having already gone through my own destiny, naturally have to withdraw from the stage of history." ”

"Then why did you come back?"

"Didn't Layton already answer you?" Joan of Arc said.

There was a twinkle in her eyes, "I have never regretted what I did in my life, only what I did not do."

I can really sit back and watch where I'm staying is probably the safest place in the world.

But ah, Raman, from beginning to end, I have never changed. ”

Raman muttered softly, "yes. You haven't changed at all."

He looked to the other side.

At this moment, the large army has gradually moved away, and in addition to his mecha, there is also a personnel carrier that has just been stopped by a middle-aged man.

He looked at the soldier who had just communicated with the middle-aged man, "Let them get in the car, and then give them some weapons." ”

He looked at the shotgun in Layton's hand and sneered, "You can't kill those things with these old antiques." ”

The soldier came back to his senses and hurriedly said, "Yes! ”

He looked at Leiden and the others, "Please get in the car!" ”

Leiden and the others then boarded the troop carrier on the other side.

Rahman looked at Joan of Arc, who was still standing there, "Aren't you going up?" ”

"Where are you going?" Joan of Arc asked.

"The Mediterranean coast." "Based on the information I've received, these are the places where they are most likely to land at the moment," Rahman said. ”

But Joan of Arc shook her head, "No, not there. ”

Raman was stunned.

"To the west, near the former Verdun battlefield." Joan of Arc said, "That's the most primitive seal, and their forces are in the Pacific Ocean, so the only place where this kind of thing is most likely to appear here. ”

Raman didn't ask what had the original seal, let alone how Joan of Arc knew this, he didn't even think about it, he shouted directly at the controllers inside the mech.

"Call Drucker!"

"Yes!"

The controller then gave Raman a phone linked to a telephone line.

In wartime, communication channels must be kept open.

So soon, with a busy tone, a slightly rude voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Hello?"

"It's me." "Turn around the army and set up camp in the city near Verdun!" ”

"What?" The voice on the other end of the phone was a little sharp, "The front-line troops are almost at their destination, you tell me to turn around now?" ”

"Things have changed." "The latest intelligence shows that that place is the most likely location for the enemy," Raman said. ”

"You also said before that the coast is the most likely position for the enemy." The other end of the line continued, "Is your source accurate?" ”

"This time, Joan of Arc told me." Raman said.

"What?"

The person on the other end of the phone obviously didn't react, and even thought he had misheard, but then he couldn't help but say.

"What kind of joke are you talking about?"

"I'm not joking." Raman said calmly, "Even the dragon has appeared, what is there to believe it?" ”

The person on the phone was silent for a long time, and then continued.

"Where are you now?"

"I'll leave for Verdun in advance." Raman Dao.

"I'll go over right away, you'd better explain to me what's going on!"

With that, he hung up the phone directly.

Joan of Arc slowly raised her head and carefully looked at the mecha that Raman was riding, and said in a low voice.

"Who built this mech of yours?"

The mech that Raman was riding on was about eight meters tall, with sleek design lines and a streamlined geometric appearance. The main color is dark gray, with a strong sense of science and technology.

The head is designed as a sharp triangle, symbolizing invincible strength. The mouth part is a hidden design, which is usually closed, and can be opened to release the weapon during battle.

The body part is designed with a biomimetic design concept, and the shoulders are broad and thick, giving a sense of stability and security. The armor covers the whole body, and the link between each armor plate is difficult to detect, which increases the defense while also increasing the overall sense of fluidity.

The arm section is equipped with a powerful robotic arm that can grip heavy weapons or perform high-intensity work.

The legs are designed to be thick and powerful, supporting the weight of the entire body. The leg joints are flexible and can move freely on difficult terrain. The feet are designed with heavy tracks to increase grip and walk freely on rough terrain.

"Truth." Raman said the name of the mech, "It can even fly short distances, it is a mech created by Tesla and researchers from the Great Egyptian Empire and Beichen, and it has not yet been mass-produced."

If you choose to come back, this mech is yours. ”

"You know." Joan of Arc said, "I never joined the army for the sake of power. ”

Laman was silent for a moment, he didn't continue the topic, but asked, "Are you going to come up?" ”

Joan of Arc looked to the side.

Under Raman's slightly widened eyes, the phantom of a stag suddenly appeared on Joan of Arc's side, and soon became a physical entity.

This stag is much larger than the average deer, and has a blue pattern on its body, especially the pair of large horns, which are very majestic, exuding a strange azure glow, and on it grow plants that also emit fluorescence.

If this had been in the Middle Ages, the stag would have been seen by those who had caught it as auspicious and then presented to the king.

Joan of Arc nimbly jumped on the deer's back and looked at Lamando.

"Its name is Luna, which means moon. This deer is also a nocturnal creature, and it is also invisible, which is what brought me here. ”

Rahman came back to his senses and looked at Joan of Arc with complicated eyes. ‘

"Where have you been all these years?"

"Went to a place like heaven," Joan of Arc murmured in a low voice.

(End of chapter)