King's Landing

"If you really want to kill him, then give him a good time."

Seeing how miserable Yanfeng Qili was, Joan felt a little intolerable. After all, she is a Catholic saint, and of course she has a benevolent mentality. Otherwise, she would not have tried to stop Bazette from taking revenge before and would not give Yanfeng. Qili had a chance to hurt Karen.However, the kind that Ye doesn't want to see most is this kind of kindness. Even if he can understand Joan's character, he doesn't like it, and he doesn't need a reason.

"If the saint can't stand it, just avoid it."

Although Ye's words were not direct, Jeanne was shocked and immediately read his dissatisfaction.She wanted to say something, but looking at Ye Na’s cold profile and Karen’s pale face in his arms, she still hadn’t said it yet. If it weren’t for her kindness, she would have repeated it. After blocking Bazet's shot for the second time, Karen would not suffer such a painful experience.

After the silence fell, Joan looked back with a complicated expression, she was afraid that she would continue to watch and could not help but speak.

"Sister Joan, are you okay?"

Seeing that Joan's face was very bad, Karen asked worriedly.

Feeling Karen's concern, Joan felt even more ashamed, she smiled reluctantly and shook her head slightly.

"I'm fine."

The sacred flag with the gold pattern on the white background was put away. This powerful defensive treasure has lost its former glory at this moment. It is no wonder that it has withstood the bombardment of the rain of the hero king’s treasure and blocked Cuchulin’s The nirvana technique was later consumed in the black mist of Jack the Ripper, so after purifying the black mud in the body, the power of the holy flag has been greatly reduced.

The treasure of Joan-"My God is here" is invincible, but it is a rare consumable. As the damage taken by the holy flag increases, the "angel blessing" attached to it will continue to weaken , Until the final sacred power disappears, the defense of the sacred banner will be greatly weakened. If it is in its heyday, it can completely block the hero king’s deviant sword (Ea), but in its current state, I’m afraid Lianku Chulin’s Gae .Bol (the spear that pierces the dead Xiang) can't stop it.

However, the biggest asshole of the Holy Grail War has been eliminated. Without the trouble of Yanfeng Qili, Joan believes that the next Holy Grail War should be carried out normally, and besides the Holy Banner, as Ruler, she has many targets. The only thing she had to consider was Ye and Hero King Gilgamesh, because they were not restricted by the rules, and Ruler's privileges were invalid for them.

If Ye He Xing's mind is wrong and wants to use the Holy Grail War to achieve some evil purpose, then this is the most troublesome for Joan, but fortunately after a brief contact with Ye, Joan finds that he is not heinous. Evil spirits, although their temperament is a bit cold, and they are extremely short-sighted, but their nature is not bad, at least they are not the treacherous generation.

In fact, Joan had a plan in her heart. After this incident was over, she was going to talk to Ye. As the guardian of the Holy Grail War, she felt that it was necessary to know the purpose of Ye’s extra-spirit. As for the hero King Gilgame. What's more, she was going to use Ruler's power to withdraw her contract and the curse, but Joan also knew very well that neither of these two things were so easy to do.

But before that, she must apologize for her fault.

"Sorry Karen..."

"His Royal Highness, I don't think we need to mention the past. This is better for everyone."

Just as she spoke, she was interrupted by Ye again, and Joan's apologetic expression stagnated, and her complexion became more bitter.

"I'm fine, Sister Joan, I forgot all about what happened just now."

With an innocent smile on her pale little face, Karen blinked her big golden eyes at Joan, with no resentment in her eyes.

Obviously, the little nun was telling Joan that she did not blame her, but at the same time, she also hoped that Joan would not mention the previous things again. Those sorrowful memories, let it hide deep in her heart, slowly Fade.

Of course, Joan of Arc also knew that the painful memories should not be preceded by Karen, but her inner self-blame was not so easy to eliminate, especially Karen’s uncomplaining understanding, which made her feel more guilty. Now she is really She didn't know how to face Karen, the contractor. Perhaps, all she could do was to do her best to protect her safety in the future battles.

Now that the black mud in Karen's body has been removed and the wound on her back has been restored, Ye is embarrassed to hold her all the time.

"Well, go back to your sister Joan of Arc, little nun."

With that, Ye supported Karen's underarms and put her on the ground.

The little nun seemed to realize how ambiguous it was that she was being held by Ye all the time. Her face was flushed, her hands clasped her clothes, and she was twisted, but this girl was not a shy master, she quickly gathered courage. Calm down.

"Thank you, Uncle Ye."

"Uncle Ye?"

With a frown, Ye Man stared at the little nun with a black line.

"Hey, Uncle Ye is a hero. I don't know how many years he has lived. Of course he is called Uncle. Does Uncle still want to pretend to be tender?"

I don't know if it was to change his mentality and forget the pain in her heart, this girl opened a dyeing workshop on Ye's head.

"Who said that the heroic spirit must have lived a long time? Little girl who has no knowledge, and if according to your standards, what is your sister Joan of Arc?"

"Sister Joan is Sister Joan, and Uncle Ye is Uncle Ye."

Karen didn't seem to be afraid of Ye, the big murderous demon. She held Joan's jade arm and put on a cute expression of'what can you do with me', except for those big clear golden eyes. In, but glittering tears.

It seems that Yanfeng Qili really hit her hard, but this girl is relatively strong and has to bear all the pain alone. After all, she is just a fourteen or five-year-old girl. At this age, she should be replaced. Whoever encountered that kind of desperation, was used by his biological father who finally recognized him, could not bear it.

Joan resisted the tremor in her heart and stretched out her hand to rub Karen's silver hair, her eyes were extremely soft, full of guilt and pity.

But at this moment, her jade hand froze suddenly, and her beautiful and gentle jade face suddenly turned pale.