One Hundred and Seventy "Idol" And "Artist"

With half of the country captured by Wyverns, there are no places in France that can be called absolutely safe at present, and the range is no longer that wide. In addition, the cities are limited and the plains are vast. There are not many places to hide.

At least, regardless of ordinary residents, the only hiding places that can be chosen are forests, mountains, bushes, etc., for armies that are fighting abroad, gangs that have been reduced to thieves, and homeless collectives, etc., otherwise they will be killed from time to time. The wyvern flying through the air was discovered.

Although the friends Joan of Arc met during the journey were servants, there was no need to be too afraid of Wyverns, but if they exposed their whereabouts, there was also the danger of being targeted by the forces.

Therefore, the meeting place agreed by the two parties in advance is also in a hidden place, in the forest some distance from Orléans.

"It's there."

Joan of Arc, half squatting on the eagle's back, raised the holy flag in her hand and pointed to a forest below.

"Is there?"

Luo Zhen used the skill of almost subconsciously. First, he took a look inside the forest, and then found a lot of magical reactions.

Some of these magic reactions are naturally born monsters, some are magic residues leaked from the spiritual veins, and some are wild beasts that devoured the corpse of the wyvern and mutated from nowhere, Luo Zhen couldn't help but sigh.

"If it wasn't for this place becoming a singularity, none of these visions would have happened, right?"

Although it was not as serious as it is in modern times, in the fifteenth century, the mysterious decline phenomenon also progressed to a certain extent, and generally speaking, such abnormalities would not occur.

Now, thanks to this singularity, the routine of this world has gradually deviated from the right track, and so many anomalies have formed just now.

"If we let things go like this, we don't need to destroy France, and this era will also evolve into a foreign object, which will have a great impact on the future."

In view of this, for the development of human history, this singularity must be restored no matter what.

"As long as the is recovered, the singularity will be restored, and everything will return to the way it should be in this era."

At that time, all anomalies that do not belong to this era will be erased.

Including other people's memories of time travelers like Luo Zhen, or the lives of those who shouldn't have died, will also return to their original appearance.

This is what Roman gave Luo Zhen.

"We have to figure out a solution as soon as possible."

Luo Zhen left such a thought, and then discovered two huge magical reactions with the ability of "Spiritual Vision".

That is not a reaction that ordinary beings can have, and its scale is so violent that it can only be a follower.

"Is that right there?"

Luo Zhen immediately drove the eagle below him to fly in that direction.

at this time…

"clang!"

A gong-like sound struck like a sound wave, while rolling up the air, while shooting towards this side like an invisible cannonball.

"Danger!"

This time, Joan of Arc took one step before Luo Zhen, and suddenly stepped forward, set up the holy flag, and stood in front of Luo Zhen.

"boom!"

As soon as the invisible cannonball hit Joan of Arc, it was immediately bounced off like shattered glass.

That's because Joan of Arc possesses the ex-level skill .

Due to her unshakable faith, Joan possesses extremely high resistance to magic, and is able to stagger, dodge, and bounce almost any magic, but it is not applicable to the secrets of the church.

The incoming sound wave attack obviously did not belong to this category, but an attack from magic.

"Magic?"

Luo Zhen seemed to understand something.

Joan of Arc seemed to be the same, and hurriedly spoke to the bottom.

"It's me! Please stop attacking!"

At the same time as the sound fell, the sound wave coming from the forest suddenly stagnated and dissipated immediately.

"Go down."

Luo Zhen immediately urged the eagle under him,

Flew into the forest.

When the two got off the eagle's back...

"Welcome back! Joan of Arc!"

A girl rushed over.

It was a young girl wearing gorgeous and beautiful clothes, with dazzling silver-white long hair tied into double ponytails, and a fluffy jewel-studded crown on her head.

The girl's age seems to be less than twenty years old, but she exudes the aura of a lady all over her body, and at the same time gives people a naive, romantic and natural idol temperament, and her appearance is so exquisite that it is not like anything in the world , enough to make people fall in love at a glance.

Faced with such a young girl who rushed towards her with enthusiasm, Joan of Arc seemed a little at a loss.

Fortunately, before the girl was about to pounce on Joan of Arc, someone stopped her.

"Calm down, Maria, Joan is going to be terrified."

It was a man who said those words and grabbed the girl with his hand.

It was a man wearing a colorful and exaggerated black dress, with pale skin, slender fingers, and holding two batons in his hands. He looked rather flirtatious.

The man's voice is also quite pleasant, and one can tell at a glance that he has a very high control over the sense of music, giving people a very artistic feeling.

However, the words spoken by such an artist-like existence are like this.

"Although I don't mind seductive beauties hugging and flirting together, it will definitely make people's emotions so high that they have to play a song, but it will be troublesome if it becomes like that. If the song used to praise the friendship between beautiful girls is spread In future generations, maybe... it's pretty good?"

The other party became thoughtful like this, which made the girl whom he called Maria angry.

"Really, didn't you tell me you're not allowed to make dirty jokes? Amadeus!"

It was said that the man named Amadeus patted his head as if he just woke up at this time.

"Oh, what a shame, I accidentally forgot."

Amadeus said so, but there was still a smile on his face, obviously he didn't mean to reflect at all, he just restrained himself a little.

Looking at such a pair of partners who were like happy enemies, Luo Zhen was somewhat confused.

Not only because of the playful attitude shown by the two, but also because they inadvertently revealed the name that Luo Zhen had to care about.

"Maria? Amadeus?"

No way?

Shouldn't it?

Just when Luo Zhen was thinking so, Joan of Arc stepped forward.

"Sorry for worrying you, Mary, and Mr. Amadeus."

Joan's apology redirected their attention to this side.

"Really, don't be so worrying next time."

While the girl condemned, there was a flawless and beautiful smile on her face.

"I just hope that there will be no next time. Even if there is, it will not be so sudden, otherwise if my music attacks the wrong person, it will be really embarrassing and embarrassing."

Artists, on the other hand, act as if they don't care.

Immediately, the two people noticed Luo Zhen.

"Oh? Is there a new friend here?"

The girl's eyes brightened, she was very happy.

"So that's how it is. That unbelievably big eagle just now is your familiar, right?"

The artist, on the contrary, uttered calm words.

The two introduced themselves in this way.

"We met for the first time. I am a servant of Rider. My real name is Marie Antoinette."

This is a girly-friendly self-introduction.

"Caster's servant, Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart, well, just call me Amadeus."

This is a light-hearted self-introduction by the artist.

As for Luo Zhen, he has already lost his words.

Not for anything else, just because of the two people in front of me.

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