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VOL. The exchange of believers and pagans

In the eyes of Fujimaru Ritsuka, Joan of Arc should be a representative of the saint who has no desires or desires.

Because apart from praying every day, Joan of Arc seems to have nothing special to care about. Lady Martha occasionally shows... a little, a little, a bit closer to ordinary people. Lord Paladin Giorgios

Well, I am keen on taking photos.

If you have desires, you will appear not to be much different from human beings.

In fact, many times, the distance between people is caused by lack of understanding.

Whether it is the earliest totem worship, the subsequent kingship worship, or the subsequent theocratic worship, human beings always worship something that they do not understand at all. Until they figure out what the other party is, they no longer respect it so much.

Joan of Arc's completely unconventional behavior made Ritsuka feel that she had actually transcended the category of a saint and could be called a god.

until today……

Joan of Arc's grip was very strong, but for some reason, Fujimaru Ritsuka felt that Martha, who had weak muscles, had a stronger grip... After all, she had no intention of yelling right now.

"Master... although, to say so, it is a bit against the rules... but... can you give me the teachings handwritten by Lady Martha?"

Jeanne's face was red and her eyes were a little wandering. It was obvious that as a saint, she was very embarrassed to ask for offerings.

However, this also shows that she regards this scripture as very important.

There is nothing special about this scripture.

This is what everyone calls the New Testament.

If you are not afraid of trouble, you can easily find the original text online and just copy it. If you are not afraid of trouble, you can just print it. Or you can just find a church and buy a copy.

Martha's handwriting...can't be said to be very good. She is neither a famous calligrapher nor very beautiful.

but!!!

The value of this book is not limited to this!

That’s Martha’s manuscript!

It's like, to ordinary people, the sneakers signed by Kobe are just an ordinary pair of sneakers, but to the fans, they are priceless treasures.

The focus is not on who it is, nor on the specific content. It is on the [other party’s belief]. For Martha’s fanatical fans, this book can already be called a [divine book].

For reference, just by signing a name, the value of the star soared hundreds or even thousands of times. The entire Bible was written by Martha!

For Joan of Arc, this is what she wants most. For a devout believer, being able to have such a deep relationship with the religious figures in the book is not something that can be achieved casually!

Ritsuka finally understood how important Martha was to Joan of Arc from her pious and enthusiastic eyes.

Ritsuka thought for a while: He even gave up gold, so what if he gave up a scripture? Moreover, it must be noted that Martha is not Japanese, nor is she a modern person. This scripture was copied in ancient English. Considering that

Her English score probably didn't reach 100 points in all high school exams combined, so Ritsuka felt that she couldn't understand this thing.

Sometimes, Ritsuka really hates why she is not a Heroic Spirit: If she were a Heroic Spirit, the Holy Grail would have given her common sense, and there would be no need to learn the language or culture! How exciting!

"The original owner bless you, Master!"

Joan of Arc held the scripture in both hands and pressed it to her chest, looking happy.

"Then I'll leave..."

"Wait a minute, Master. I am really ashamed to accept your generosity by not doing anything but accepting it. Although it is just a token of my gratitude, please accept it."

Joan of Arc took out a large bag of something that looked a little dark.

It has a triangular structure and is contained in a transparent bag. It feels...maybe...possible...maybe...maybe...it's...chocolate? There is about a 24.15% probability of it being chocolate.

Why didn't Lixiang dare to make a conclusion? Because these black things collided together and made a clanging sound.

"These are biscuits I made by myself. Sorry, I only have this in hand now. I will officially give you a more suitable gift in the future."

"Ah? Ah, there's no need to be so polite."

Ritsuka was still frightened and quickly blocked her kindness. She said in her heart: I didn't expect that Jeanne d'Arc was also a member of the dark cooking world.

Thinking like this, how can she dare to accept the other person's intention? It has been said in countless animations: If a woman can cook dark food, then no matter how hard she tries, it will only aggravate the degree of dark food.

After bidding farewell to Joan of Arc, Lixiang quickly opened the bag and threw one into her mouth to taste it.

Sure enough, hard.

In other words, solid.

Can't be broken easily with teeth.

But the taste is surprisingly okay.

After all, chocolate is essentially something made by mixing cocoa powder. No matter how bad it is, it still tastes like chocolate.

Holding it in your mouth, as the outer layer continues to melt, your mouth is filled with a thick, sweet and slightly bitter taste.

Li Xiang tasted it, smiled, and walked away... However, just after walking less than 100 meters, two people walked over from the opposite side of the corridor.

Fujimaru Ritsuka always felt that he could already guess what was going to happen next. It was going to be exchanged again, right? It must be exchanged again, right?

The two people who came were none other than Paracelsus and Guildred (caster).

Two men in robes, who looked like magicians from the research department, walked over side by side, and seemed to be discussing something.

These two people, one in black robes and the other in white robes, walked together, the difference was too obvious. Gildre was still holding the magic book made of human skin in his hand, and it was obvious that Paracelsus was very interested in this book.

I was very interested in the book and kept looking at it.

"Oh! Isn't this the Master!"

He saw the Master at a glance, and Gildre bowed deeply to her.

Gildre, a caster, was not very popular in Chaldea.

He is obviously polite and has the common sense of ordinary people. He will greet you politely no matter what time.

As for appearance, depending on different perspectives, it cannot be considered ugly.

There is only one possibility for this kind of person to be unpopular: he or she cannot speak.

Not only did he not know how to speak, he was not very good at speaking. He talked about blasphemy and destruction of gods every day, which made everyone dislike meeting him.

Only researchers like Paracelsus who were particularly interested in other people's treasures would approach him.

"good afternoon."

Ritsuka waved her hands slightly, trying to quickly walk past the two of them.

However, Gildray suddenly locked his bulging eyes on Ritsuka's chest.

The protruding eyes that look a bit like a frog give people a slightly disgusting intimidation.

"Joan of Arc...this place smells like Joan of Arc!"

"Wow... your nose is so sharp..."

Fujimaru Ritsuka smiled awkwardly and took out the chocolate hidden in his chest.

Forget it, I didn’t think it tasted good at first.

Fujimaru Ritsuka thought so and felt a little unwilling, so she took another one and stuffed it into her mouth.

"Oh oh oh! Chocolate specially made by the Holy Maiden!!! Saint Valentine!!! How long will that guy continue to use my Holy Maiden!! Damn God!!!"

"Wow, give it to you, give it to you, I'll leave first. I have something else to do!"

When Fujimaru Ritsuka heard his tone, he immediately understood, quickly stuffed the chocolate into his hand, and ran away.

However, Paracelsus turned around and took her hand.

"Master, don't worry. Nothing will happen to us."


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