Chapter 537

The two fell silent, their eyes fixed on each other. With the ringing of the bell, the duel began, and Jeanne took the lead in attacking, holding a spear in his hands, raising his vindictiveness to the extreme.

I saw that she knew everything with her wrist, and the dense and rainy gun shadows attacked, and even a fly could hardly fly over!

Faced with a tricky attack, Alice was also unwilling to show weakness. There was no gap between magic power and vindictive energy, and she raised her sword and began to counterattack.

For a time sparks flew from the two of them, and the clanging of weapons was very fierce, and no one of you came or me would back down.

The two couldn't play between them. In a short period of time, they had played no less than a hundred rounds, and there was still no winner.

Joan of Arc's spear skills are fierce, and she looks down on Alice in her heart, so she didn't keep her hands at all when she made a move, so she forced Alice into a blind spot?

A drop of cold sweat dripped from Alice's forehead, and with a swipe of the rapier, a large number of ice cones attacked. The ice thorns drilled out of the ground, and Joan was caught off guard.

Seeing the opportunity to take advantage of it, Alice started to counterattack in a rush, fuse ice crystals on the sharp sword, and knocked Jean to the ground with one sword.

Joan was unwilling to get up and fight again, but was pressed against her neck by the chilling rapier, she did not dare to move.

Alice's chest rises and falls, panting frequently, obviously consumes a lot, barely squeezing out a smile: "I won.

"233 generation brave T is my tiT"

(Jiang 2)?

Chapter 33: Provocation (monthly ticket plus more)

Two months after the end of the brave selection, the mighty one hundred thousand crusades set off.

The residents of the entire Holy Roman Empire came out and cheered, like throwing petals in the sky, blessing the new brave.

The scene is grand and grand, comparable to a major festival held every four years.

The knights held their heads high and left the sacred capital, as if they were heroes marching.

Headed by the trusting brave Alice, wearing a heritage mithril armor that symbolizes identity, riding a snow-white steed, facing countless cheers, Joan of Arc, who is gradually leaving and as a loser, can only hide in the bell tower of the church. Looking at Alice leaving the holy capital.

Watching Alice get everything, inheriting the Mithril armor, the highest standard farewell ceremony, loved by countless people.

These shouldn't belong to Alice, she is just a guy who makes money, very low!

As the sword of the goddess, Alice obviously does not have the qualifications for faith.

Joan felt that all of this should belong to her, and that she should be the brave man and set out to fight against the evil devil.

However, this thing that should have become her was taken away mercilessly by Alice.

Joan was very unwilling in her heart. She felt that she was just a little bit close, and she would become a brave man. She could win with a little effort!

hateful!why!?

Why is it not me who became a brave man!?

It is clearly an insult to the goddess to make people like Alice a brave man!

Isn't the Holy See already like this?Even a guy without faith can become a glorious brave!

Joan's eyes were full of anger, she clenched her fists silently, and had a very complicated feeling for Alice.

On the one hand, Joan respects Alice, who is a senior and powerful.

On the other hand, he was jealous of Alice becoming a brave man, and hated her a little.

Joan drew a dagger from her waist, gathered her long hair, and cut it directly?!

She uses this method to make her heart stronger, and she no longer treats herself as a woman.

Looking at the direction where Alice was disappearing, Joan secretly swore one in her heart

There is always...

One day I will take everything back!

Merlin looked at Alice and Joan quietly next to him, thinking that these two people seem to be grudges?You can tell from the look in your eyes, it seems that today’s encounter is not a good thing. Joan put away her thoughts and returned to reality. She looked at Alice and said frankly, "Senior Alice, I hate you very much. Everything is to be a brave, but you have taken them away.

Alice looked embarrassed and hesitated for a while and said, "I can't blame this? The selection is fair, I won the duel, right?

"That's right, you did win, senior, but now I haven't changed my opinion. You are not worthy to be a brave man." Jeanne said in a serious tone.

"Then... Alice is slightly ashamed. I didn't expect that after so long, Joan still hates herself so much. "Whether I am worthy or not, I am no longer a brave man. I am just an adventurer with foreign debts. I don't care much anymore.

"If it doesn't matter, you will completely ignore the previous things. You really have your style, senior." Jeanne's eyes were meaningful, as if mocking Alice.

Alice frowned, feeling that Joan of Arc did not intend to tell her old times, her tone was full of cynicism, "What do you want? Is it necessary to use the power of a heretical interrogator to arrest me as a heretic?

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere of the conversation suddenly became tense inexplicably, and there was always the illusion that he would start a fight if he didn't agree. Mei Lin narrowed his eyes, didn't he think?Want to fight?What's so competitive about a broken brave? Isn't he obediently coming to me to die?

The old Akaron was very timid and fearful, and whispered secretly, "Miss Alice, please calm down, the strong dragon will not crush the snake, don't have trouble with the heretical interrogator."

The subordinates of Joan of Arc's interrogator felt that something was wrong, and asked tentatively, "Master Joan, don't you need to do this? The opponent is also a former brave at any rate, who fought for the light.

Joan looked at Alice’s eyes, smiled suddenly, and said indifferently, “What kind of person do seniors think of me? I’m not a prudent guy. You used to take care of me as a senior in the Holy Capital. I am still very grateful. How could it be possible to abuse your power to criticize you as a heretic? Isn't this avenging revenge?

Alice did not speak, thinking that it was a mistake to meet Joan today. Isn't she a careful guy?I only know that she is quite jealous.

"Speaking of all these things have passed, I didn't care that my predecessors took my position as a brave man. After calming down, it was because of my inferior skills." Jeanne showed a resignation and turned to him. It became hot again, "But since the duel two years ago, we haven't learned from each other for a long time. I wonder if the seniors are interested in giving it a try?"

These words sounded very euphemistic and not offensive, but in such an atmosphere, it seemed like they were in the beginning of the war. Even Merlin could smell the smell of gunpowder.

When we met again two years later, Joan was eager to prove that she was stronger than Alice, and wanted to beat her very much. Shame!

"Compare? Is it really simple?" Old Akalon muttered suspiciously. Looking at this militant tomboy like Joan of Arc, he doesn't seem to be a person who can study at ease.

The subordinates who are heretical interrogators also feel that this is inappropriate. Joan is a clergyman and Alice is a former brave. It is obviously wrong to use force in private.

"Master Joan, isn't this bad? Using force in private has violated the precepts."

"Don't talk. Didn't you hear what I said was a discussion? This is also considered martial arts? One Jeanne glanced at his subordinates, retorted him unceremoniously, and asked him to be quiet and not to be nosy.

In a calm state, Merlin could barely perceive the slightest coercion of Joan of Arc, which was not as great as Alice's, so she secretly said, "Alice, don't persuade her!"

"I've seen a lot of people who find faults like this. If you don't hammer her, it will itch."

"Have a hard time to make sure you will be honest in the future.

"Go on, I will support you with my eyes..."

"Tsk! Go aside!" Alice pushed Merlin away, and examined Joan, "I'm afraid it won't work? Your injury does not seem to be light, and you haven't healed. Let's discuss what... No need anymore.

"Ha, isn't this hurt..." Joan let out a sneer, his expression gradually turned scornful, and said unabashedly "What?"

"Senior Alice worried about pitying me?"

"It's not necessary, it's just a discussion, if you don't dare to accept..."

"Could it be that Senior TT is afraid of me = Two

(°Xinchuan

Chapter 34: Guessing the Devil

The provocation + points in Joan's words are obvious, and the idea of ​​wanting to fight Alice may have been there at first.

The atmosphere has become a little tense, not to mention that Alice is not the one who is willing to be angry at all. Perhaps these ten or two years will turn into a fight with each other.

Alice looked at Joan of Arc's eyes, and after thinking about it, she lowered her head and forced a smile.

"Forget it, I am a little adventurer, how can I dare to interrogate adults with heresy?"

"I don't want to fight you at all. I used to treat me as if it were you."

"And... there is no reason to fight with you at all. Maybe you are worried about the past, but I have left the Holy See. You and I are no longer in the same world."

Merlin raised his eyebrows subconsciously, thinking that I would go, right?Alice actually endured it, this stinky lady has never tolerated me!

Jean's face instantly became difficult to look like, as if a plaster was glued to her face viciously, appearing very stiff.

She thought that Alice was still the same as before, brave and combative, not to be outdone, and very low tolerance for humiliation.

But I didn't expect that she had belittled so obviously, but Alice was still unmoved, as if she hadn't heard it.

Joan was disappointed in Alice's heart, and slowly got up from the chair, and said coldly.

"Senior, you really disappoint me. Compared with the past, you have completely lost the blood you had at the beginning, and you have become looking forward and backward.

"Don't say anything when facing other people's provocations. Is this a brave man?"

"Why are you now like this? Is it because of the man next to you?

"Huh?!" Merlin was obviously in a daze, and the inexplicable war was burning in front of him!Cut o "It looks ordinary, like a little white face following you eating soft rice. So seniors like this kind of man? It's really hard for me to understand." Jeanne showed disdain, if it wasn't for the adventurer's certificate. It was Alice's husband, she might have skipped Merlin's humble fellow.

"...Merlin darkened, frowned and wondered if something was wrong!? Alice vented her anger at me without agreeing to the duel!? It's unreasonable! It's disgusting to be treated as a white face again!

"...Say! Your Excellency Merlin is not a pitiful man, he is a man with real talent!" Old Akaron couldn't help but speak to Merlin.

"Huh, ridiculous." Jeanne snorted coldly with a sarcasm.

"Jan of Arc, if you have any dissatisfaction in your heart, you can just rush to me and don't involve other people." Alice said seriously.

"I don't have any dissatisfaction. Don't get me wrong, senior. I'm just disappointed in you." Joan sighed, seemingly planning to leave. "I thought Senior was the same as before. It seems that I think too much. Goodbye, hope for the future Don't let me see you, just live with that trash man in peace, such a mediocre life suits you well."

"Tsk!" Merlin looked unnatural and whispered, "It's true that I want to beat her.