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"Well... I've thought it over, and I'll decide it's you."

The fatal wound disappeared without a trace, and Daphne got up from the ground, as if she had made a certain choice.

"Hey! Little girl, just let me be your family member~ You come to be my disciple—speaking of which, you don't have a name, right? It's not good to call you a witch (Witch) all the time, so I'll give you A simple and common name is fine, the more common the name, the better it is to be fertile—Jianna! Your name is Rangna!"

This is a very common name. If it is placed in the countryside of the Eastern world, it is probably a village girl named 'Big Flower' or something.

"My name is Daphne, and I'm a magician!"

"From today onwards, you are my disciple, and I will teach you the power of manipulating the 'elf'—it's my family!"

From that day on, the little witch's life became colorful.

Daphne no longer mentioned the matter of being separated from her, but started a formal life together with her. She tried her best to teach the little witch all her knowledge.

It's a pity that although the little witch is very healthy, her magic skills are not outstanding, so Daphne turned to teach her alchemy and medicine knowledge, and warned her:

"There is no right or wrong in power, and alchemy and magic are by no means evil things as the church says. The key lies in the kindness or malice of the people who use them."

"Jeanna, I hope you will become a witch, but not a villain who does evil in legends and stories, but use your knowledge to help others and let others know that not all witches are evil."

Daphne earnestly taught.

Moreover, because her actual age is much older than the little witch, when the little witch was 15 years old, she successfully completed Daphne's exam and officially became a qualified little witch. At the celebration, Daphne announced: "Would you like to form a family with me, Jeanne."

The little witch burst into tears: "Of course! Mom!"

"...Actually, I think it's better for you to call me sister. Well, forget it."

Daphne shook her head.

"Tomorrow we are going to Domremy, and then we will go east all the way to continue fulfilling. Nearby is the land of spiritual veins, and the wild herbs are growing well. Let's settle there for a few days—speaking of which, you can see your own again. friends, right?"

"Yeah!" The little witch nodded with a smile, "We've been staying in Domremi for several days. Mom, you have to go to see the medicinal materials every time, so you missed it. I must introduce you to her this year!"

"What's her name?" Daphne asked.

"Jeanne Dark—she's called Jeanne, like me!"

Daphne smiled.

That was the first time the little witch saw her mother showing that kind of smile, that kind of...joy from the bottom of her heart.

Daphne said that she had prepared gifts for her daughter and the girl named Jeanne Darke, and when she finished dealing with the herb field tomorrow, she would go back to see the little witch and her little friends and give them gifts.

Jeanne Darke is a very naughty girl.

Because of her mischievousness, the little witch lived here a few years ago. She was accidentally injured in the forest and was targeted by wild wolves when she wanted to spy on the witch's secret. Fortunately, the little witch Chaha passed by and rescued her. He got off her and healed her wounds.

Jeanne asked the little witch: "Are you a witch?"

The little witch was a little nervous: "You...what are you talking about? I don't know what you are talking about..."

But Jeanna suddenly realized: "Oh—I understand! This is your secret, right? I won't tell it! Because you are a kind witch, not an evil witch...we can be friends Can you teach me the power of 'magic'?"

In this way, Jeanne and Jeanne became friends.

During this time of year, they will study together, play together, and help those in need who they encounter by chance.

This year too—

......However

Domremy, a small border village, encountered a group of unexpected guests this year.

Not the usual war soldiers, but people from the Church of the Holy Church.

They didn't come here for the little witch, but to look for traces of some 'stigmata', to look for the 'saint' who might appear nearby.

It was only later that the little witch found out that it was her little friend Jeanne Darke, Joan of Arc, who attracted the people from the church.

But at the time, this 'coincidence' was fatal.

A chain of bad luck broke out.

Jeanne wanted to help the little witch hide, and wanted to tell the kind witches to leave quickly, but was attacked by a Chimera monster from nowhere in a hurry. The representatives of the church heard the news, but saw When the little witch used the magic dress that Daphne gave her as a bodyguard, she subdued and controlled the Chimera.

The agents turned pale with fright, because one of them happened to have seen the "Legendary Gluttonous Witch Daphne" and recognized her unique special magic power.

And so, the hunt began.

Just like many tragic stories in later generations.

In order to protect Jeanna, the little witch voluntarily abandoned her and pretended to attack her to help her escape.

Then, the little witch ran away desperately. She wanted to tell her mother, inform her, and run away immediately.

But the final ending was a tragedy, as if it had been written by a playwright on the stage——

In order for the little witch to live, the legendary witch, Daphne, who was dubbed the seven deadly sins of 'gluttony', died.

However, at the end, amidst the crying of her daughter, Daphne still did not forget what she taught the little witch:

"Don't avenge me, Jeanne... I'm not a good person, I've done a lot of bad things, death is what I deserve, and I'm just atonement, including cultivating The same to you."

"Jeanna... I never asked you anything in particular, you know? There is almost no mutual trust between witches, we only believe in curses, and I have never cast a curse on you... ..but now I regret it."

"...Jeanne, I will put a curse on you, I will curse you."

"Jeanne, I curse you."

"You are not allowed to avenge me, you are not allowed to hate and take revenge on those who killed me with correct beliefs."

"Jeanne, I curse you..."

"You must always be 'integrity', 'kindness', you must 'treat' the world well, and help those innocent people involved in the persecution."

"Jeanna...I curse you...Even if people call you a witch and call a witch a monster...you have to remember - you are human!"

"I love you...you must live, you must walk on [the right path]..."

At the end, Daphne transformed all her last life into magic power, injected it into the neat long hair that she personally combed for the little witch, and dyed the girl's original gray hair with a layer of sand gold .

"As a magician, as a witch, you are not an outstanding girl, so... this power will definitely help you walk on the right path."

"Even if you don't rely on illusory gods...human beings, you can use your own power to live...!"

Daphne closed her eyes.

With the passing of life, her body decayed, festered, and weathered rapidly, and at the end, the words Daphne left to the little witch were an apology.

"I'm sorry... I've been lying to you from the very beginning."

"If the witch wants to survive, she cannot reveal her true identity, she must hide her real name..."

"Hehe, if you think about it this way, as a 'witch without a real name', you will be able to live better."

"...Francesica"

The witch said softly.

"Francesica Prelati, that's my real name... I have a younger brother, but he is a very dangerous person, you must never approach him."

Then, the Witch of Gluttony disappeared into the sky——

The little witch knew that her mother didn't actually curse her, and that her mother sent all the magic power into her hair as a gift, and that was just a simple last word.

But that is indeed a 'curse'.

I was indeed 'cursed'.

A mantra called 'language', a mantra called 'love'.

She will always be 'upright', always 'kind', to 'treat' the world well, to help the innocent persecuted.

She will live, and live, and wander, both as a witch and as a human being.

Then, always walk on the [right path].

She has helped many people selflessly, and she will truthfully tell her identity as a "witch" when thanking the other party, emphasizing that although she is a witch, she is not a monster, but a human being, an upright and kind human being.

The little witch is used to being misunderstood time and time again, and is used to being feared and alienated by the people she rescues time and time again.

However, this kind of life changed one day.

When she rescued an old farmer who was involved in the Anglo-French war and told the other party that her name was 'Jeanne', she was about to explain her identity as a witch, but the other party thanked her first:

"Jeanne...are you that Jeanne? My God! This is actually true, you, you are the real 'Saint'! It's 'Saint Joan of Arc'!"

After that, no matter how the little witch explained, it couldn't change the fact that the other party believed that she was 'Saint Joan of Arc'.

The little witch who originally didn't want to be involved in the Hundred Years' War between Britain and France, but was silently preparing for the mysterious disaster called "Dragon Phenomenon" that might erupt due to the war, decided to meet this "Saint Joan of Arc".

It's a pity that the two failed to meet again. When the little witch confirmed that she was her former playmate, Joan of Arc was already dead, and died of the most despicable malice. Think she died in the hands of the church long ago.

During this process, the little witch saw the existence of the self-proclaimed 'François Prelati'.

Is he what his mother called his younger brother?

Sure enough, as mother said, it is a dregs that exudes the stench of malice and evil thoughts.

He seemed to want to invite the little witch to do something with him, but of course he was rejected.

Then, the little witch started wandering endlessly——

ironnically.

She has helped countless people as a witch, but because her name is also "Jeanne", her actions are often confused with Joan of Arc. Instead, a hundred years later, she became the work of an unscrupulous playwright named William Shakespeare. A tool used to discredit Joan of Arc.

As a result, her image was distorted, and in the end, she was called——

'Jean of Arc'

.........

......

...

"...This is the truth. I remembered everything. It turned out to be like this."

Joan of Arc, with the decisive battle in France coming to an end, Joan of Arc, whose memory has been in chaos since she appeared in the world, finally sorted out everything now, after getting all the clues and information.

Such a voice sounded in Joan of Arc's ear again: "If you don't realize your heart, don't fire..."

But now, Joan of Arc, who has recalled everything, just smiled wryly: "It's enough, you don't have to pretend, I was so stupid, you did put a 'curse' on me at the end, very successful 'Curse', it's no exaggeration to say 'the worst curse'...Mother, Francesca Prelati."

The name of the curse—【Praise the Glory of Humanity】