Song of Blood and Wine

At the same time, north of the Imperial Capital of Griffon Heart, the city of Adams.

The announcements flying in the sky, the busy banquet arrangement, the loud scolding of City Lord’s opponents and the cautiously compliment to the Pope’s son Rex have become the main theme of the city of Adams today.

And at this time, the protagonist who made the entire Adams city dry, Archangel Michael, was in the living room carefully prepared by the City Lord, and was changed clothes by Saintess Jean.

Since that night in the City of Alexandria, Saintess Joan of Arc has naturally become Michael’s personal guard. In addition to communicating with the City Lord, Michael’s clothing, food, shelter, and transportation are also responsible for him. Caleb exchanged knowledge.

The son of the pope, Rex Louis, who was so happy, after enjoying the gluttonous feast in the city of Sand, did not follow the instructions of his father, Pope Martin Louis, and brought Archangel Michael straight. Going to Imperial Capital, instead, on the grounds of “promoting the miracle of Light God”, Michael was invited to the city of Adams to the north of the Imperial Capital, so he re-applied his skills and enjoyed the singing and dancing banquet again, as well as the popularity of his fans. month.

Rex Louis did not feel any dissatisfaction with the early departure of Arthur and the Crusaders. Instead, without Arthur’s gossip, the son of the Pope really began to enjoy his “Indulgence Journey”.

“After tonight, we are going back to Imperial Capital.” Michael gently stroked Joan’s hair, his eyes filled with tenderness.

“Yes, sir.” Jeanne’s voice is full of endless attachment to Michael.

“Jan, you really don’t want to stay here until I return in triumph?”

Jan did not speak, he just looked at Michael quietly , As usual, just watched him quietly and persisted gently.

After seeing Joan’s expression, Michael sighed quietly. This is not the first time Michael has proposed to Joan to let her stay and face Pope Martin Louis alone. But every time, Joan’s gentle eyes can always melt Michael’s persistence.

Jan of Arc is not the kind of aristocratic Young Lady who learns to be rich but has no power to restrain the chicken. In fact, she was born into a commoner family, but she was completely dependent on her innate talent and hard work to obtain a real deal. Rank 4 Low Level battle strength, and master the life system spell of Grandmaster Rank and the close combat strength of Grandmaster Rank.

After all, Joan, who can be stationed at the Tolstoy River along the border with the champion Knight’s deputy head, Rose Talis for a long time, can rely on more than just the title of Saintess.

Michael didn’t look down on Joan’s battle strength, he just didn’t want to see Joan feel sad because he turned against the Pope who once gave her bread and faith, but Michael knew that he couldn’t hold back Joan. The days of getting along made this powerful Archangel clearly aware of what kind of unswerving heart the somewhat thin girl in front of him has.

Since the consolation was fruitless, Michael also made up his mind.

“Jan of Arc.”

Michael’s voice was full of seriousness.

“I have a hunch that this trip to Imperial Capital will be a journey of bode ill rather than well. If an accident happens to me, you must live, and the holy light behind you will guide you In the future.”

Dignified the fifth-order powerhouse, what happened to Michael Archangel? Although it sounds ridiculous, when she looked at Michael’s deep eyes, Joan couldn’t laugh at all.

“He is serious.”

Jan suddenly remembered a rumor. It is said that after a peerless powerhouse reaches a certain level, it can foresee its own time limit. Although Joan couldn’t imagine that there would be a who could hurt Michael, she was willing to believe everything her faith said, and she was willing to fight side by side with him until the last moment of her life.

“But to live is the mission he gave me, and I must complete it.”

After the difficult nodded, Jeanne suddenly couldn’t suppress her feelings, she held tight Holding Michael, she couldn’t stop sobbing.

She clearly knows that her feelings for the Archangel in front of her are not only respect and admiration, but also love and attachment.

“This is my destiny, I must go. But you are different. You have to live, Jeanne, for your future and for me!”

Two pure whites The wings stretched out from behind Michael, gently wrapping Jeanne inside, the gentle magic of light enveloping her all around, warming the girl’s heart that became sad for him.

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(End of Third Volume)