Illimitable Until Death

Sylvia had a dream, too.

Dreaming of myself as if I had become an ordinary young girl in a rural area, growing up carefree.

She has three siblings older than her.

She would chase and play with them in the fields while they were farming until they were covered in mud.

She has a mother.

She knew from her that Jesus existed and decided to pray to God every day as a Catholic.

“If there were no accidents, I would like to be able to pray so consistently until the embrace of the Returning Lord. ”

She said this to her mother.

At that time, her mother just stroked her head with a gentle smile and said.

“The Lord will hear your prayers. ”

At that time, she was very happy.

Of course, she doesn't know, her prayers, whether the Lord hears them or not.

Only, one day, she heard the voice of the Lord.

Yes, it is.

She —— Joan heard the voice of the Lord.

“Man, why are you fighting so hard...”

The Lord sighed like this, and made the sigh come into Joan's ear.

JOAN was seventeen.

So JOAN knows what the Lord's sigh is for.

Because people are at war.

France, England and later Burgundy.

These three countries, in that era of JOAN, have fought each other for decades.

In that longest war in nearly a hundred years, how many people have died as a result of the struggle in three countries?

JOAN doesn't know.

I'm afraid nobody in the world knows, right?

But...

“The Lord knows...”

That's right.

Even if people don't know, but God who sees the world in heaven surely knows.

That's why God sighs.

So, since then, JOAN has decided.

“I'm going to stop it all. ”

Not to save the world.

And not to save the world.

The people of the Hereafter are called the existence of the Virgin, whose origins began only with a sigh.

In such circumstances, JOAN said goodbye to his family and left his hometown.

She was just a little girl from the countryside, who eventually gained military power after a few waves to liberate Orleans in central France, trapped in war.

A seventeen-year-old girl is in command of the army.

I'm afraid the good things who don't know the truth will see her as merely symbolic and decorative, right?

However, the soldiers who followed her, without exception, would refute that assertion.

“If it's just a symbol, just shake the flag behind you and shout. ”

However, the girl was not in the rear, but in the front line.

“If it's just a decorative presence, it won't go to war. ”

However, she believed that herself as a flag should be rushed to the forefront and that even if she had never pulled the sword out of the sheath between her waists, she was still fighting.

“You have no idea how long you've been looking at that flag to catch up with us. ”

As long as she is present, then, in any event, France will not fail.

That's how people trust her.

Then she liberated Orleans and became a hero of France.

She then retrieved Prince Charlie and triumphed back to Lance to assist her in the coronation as King of France.

However, the sighs of the Virgin were not heard either.

“Ah, since I killed so many people...”

To stop the war, the Virgin went to war.

In order to protect the people of France, the Virgin has killed many of the enemies.

She had blood on her hands and never thought of herself as the Virgin.

“I'm just a sinful man too...”

So, Joan knows.

“One day, I will definitely be punished...”

This punishment will come soon.

“You witch! ”

“Unknown symbol! ”

“You must be executed! ”

“You shouldn't live in this world! ”

Once upon a time, the cheers and praises around Joan began to turn into curses and resentments.

JOAN had been fighting to end the war, and had finally fallen into the hands of the enemy and been pushed to the death row.

It is known that she is a devout believer who attempts to burn her in the fire under the name of witch, heresy and evil.

“Your prayers are just lies. ”

“Your battle has brought many catastrophes. ”

“You cannot be blessed by God. ”

“You have no devout faith. ”

The clerics of the trial thus proclaimed, and finally tied Joan to the cross and lit the fire.

Feeling the tongue of fire swallowing his body, Joan truly thought so.

“That's wonderful...”

I was finally punished.

“Lord...”

I entrust this to you.

……

Sylvia wakes up in a glorious space.

My heart is filled with sorrow.

“I'm sorry. ”

JOAN apologized to Sylvia as if he knew what had happened.

“to show you something boring. ”

So, Joan's face had a guilty look on it.

The spirits and memories of both are shared.

Now that JOAN can learn Sylvia's memories, that Sylvia can naturally learn about JOAN's past.

This reciprocity even prevails over dreams between the Lord and his followers.

If Fangli only dreams of the past, then Sylvia has experienced Joan's life in a sympathetic way.

Unfortunately, never.

Because Sylvia knew that JOAN was leaving the world with satisfaction and returning to the embrace of the Lord.

Sadness, just your own.

Because, even with empathy, Sylvia can't help but feel sad when she thinks about the life of this young girl who is not her own experience, but her own.

“You could have lived happily as an ordinary teenage girl. ”

Sylvia said so.

JOAN just gave it a smile.

“No way, that's my choice. ”

There is no regret in the voice, only tolerance and breadth.

Sylvia finally understood.

“I finally understand why you're called the Virgin. ”

Sylvia's words, in exchange for Joan's bitter smile.

And the reason is simple.

“I never thought of myself as the Virgin. ”

Didn't Sylvia feel that way?

“What a shame.” Sylvia smiled softly: “Actually, you should live a normal life like a normal girl, live in a normal house, talk about a normal relationship. ”

“Love...?” JOAN smiled somewhat embarrassingly and blushed, “Well... not that I hadn't thought of it that way, but... it was too luxurious for me. ”

Sylvia understands again when she looks at Joan with a slightly embarrassing look on her face.

Indeed...

“The Virgin is just an ordinary girl...”

It's just that this girl carries too much stuff.

If possible…

“If I could, I wish I could let her have a normal relationship...”

Understand how wonderful love tastes, Sylvia, with such sincere hope.

“That's right. ”

Sylvia suddenly laughed happily.

“Let's do this. ”