Have You Considered Coming to the Moon to Become a Demon God?

But Gildre shook his head quickly and said: "My saint, you are right. If you sign this agreement, it will be an insult to our belief in revenge."

This made Hei Zhende feel relieved, and she looked at Mo Yu with an expression of winning.

"What? Are you planning to snatch it by force? That's right, after all, you demon god pillars are not good things in the first place, and breaking your faith is nothing more than normal."

After saying this, Barbatos' face turned slightly blue, secretly thinking that things were going to get worse.

Although he didn't get along with Mo Yu for a long time, he knew very well that Mo Yu would not compromise on the matter of the contract.

Just when he thought that Mo Yu would continue to use force to conquer people, Mo Yu smiled lightly, as if Hei Joan's reaction was in his expectation.

"I have another choice here, and it depends on whether you agree or not. You, who were born out of other people's delusions, even if you burn this world to nothing, will leave only emptiness in the end."

"Ah? Are you still determined?"

Black Joan looked at Mo Yu unhappily. Although she didn't know what new tricks he would come up with, it was absolutely impossible for her to hand over the Holy Grail no matter what the conditions were.

Absolutely not!

"So, have you considered being the real you?"

The plain words precisely hit the weakest part of the girl's heart.

Chapter 37 Joan of Arc's Contract

When love exceeds the normal acceptable level, it is evil.

Guildre's love for Joan of Arc is undoubtedly extremely distorted, so that from the first moment after he got the Holy Grail, what he thought of was neither using the Holy Grail to summon powerful heroes to destroy the world, nor using the Holy Grail to subtly change history .

Instead, he created what Joan of Arc should have looked like in his own mind.

The Joan of Arc in his mind should be sacred and undefiled, and also possess a heart of revenge, and then use his own anger to burn the world to ashes.

It is very irrational to create a non-existent servant out of thin air, because such a servant has neither popularity bonus nor spiritual base bonus,

Relying solely on the strength of the Holy Grail pile, if the Holy Grail has less magic power, the Heroic Spirits created will be relatively weak.

But for the crazy Gilderley, Joan of Arc is his only spiritual support, and whether he is weak or not is completely secondary.

But Mo Yu actually wanted Black Joan to become the real Joan of Arc, which undoubtedly challenged his belief.

"I don't agree with this!"

Gildera said it almost without thinking.

Mo Yu looked at the crazy blue beard with a smile: "Because she was created by you?"

The understatement immediately stimulated Gildre,

Gildre, who was poked in pain, hugged his head and roared to the sky: "No...she was not created by me, she is the real Joan of Arc, and no one else needs to prove it!"

"Because she was created by you."

Mo Yu put away his smile and repeated his previous words seriously.

"It's true that she is Joan of Arc, but she is just the Joan of Arc that you dream of."

Gildrey's face was ferocious and furious, his painful soul that had been tortured repeatedly could no longer bear the words of others.

Even if this person is telling the truth...

No, it was because the man was telling the truth that he was angry.

"The lackey of the Magic King, did you not hesitate to use this method to take away the Holy Grail? Since you handed over the Holy Grail to us in the first place, why did you resort to such obscene means!"

There was endless resentment and madness in the hysterical roar, if it wasn't for being unable to fight, Gildrey would have already made a move.

Crazy but unexpectedly calm, it is vividly reflected in Gildrey, and it can even be said to be incredible.

Mo Yu narrowed his eyes slightly: "It's just a negotiation. I would like to mention another point. Although I don't mind, you'd better pay attention to your wording. If the contract cannot be negotiated peacefully, accidents will easily happen."

After Mo Yu finished speaking, he felt that something was inappropriate. It was a little threatening to say this from the strong side to the weak side, so he added another sentence.

"What I mean is, it's like negotiations between countries often don't match their mouths. I don't want to see things like a full exchange of opinions here. If you feel unwilling, you can directly refuse, and I will abide by the contract and leave here I won't bother you any more."

"Of course we will refuse! That's right, my... Joan of Arc?"

Gildrey stopped abruptly in the middle of his speech, because he was lost in thought when he saw that it was Joan of Arc this time.

Since she came into the world until now, this shell girl has never thought about this problem, or even if she thinks about it, she will forget it and cover everything that tries to shake herself with vengeful anger.

But when the confusion in her heart is spoken out by others, she is like Schrödinger's cat, and she has no chance to choose after the box is opened.

There are multiple choices, but only one observed result.

Does she want to be Joan of Arc?

Of course, this is the only way to prove that I have been to this world.

However, she didn't want to fall into the conspiracy of the other party.

"Hehe...hahahahaha!"

Suddenly, the pitch-black saintess laughed lightly with trembling shoulders, and the laughter continued to grow louder, and finally turned into a hearty laugh.

"I think it's something interesting. Is this your hole card? It's really funny."

The girl sneered mercilessly at the calm boy, trying to make an angry look appear on his handsome face with sharp edges and corners like a stone sculpture.

But it was a pity that Mo Yu kept smiling.

Why can this guy keep calm all the time?

That high and mighty look seems to be in control of everything.

Unhappy, from the first time she saw him, Joan of Arc felt inexplicably annoyed.

Maybe he was arrogant, maybe he killed Favna, or maybe he was simply competitive.

It may be difficult to like someone, but it is very easy to hate someone with a stereotyped look.

She really wanted to tear up that calm face with the anger in her heart, really wanted to see him begging.

So she changed the reply she was about to blurt out.

"Okay, I agree to your request."

"what!?"

Ignoring Gildera's shocked face, a morbid smile appeared on the face of the pitch-black saint.

"Since you have a way to make me the real Joan of Arc, it means that I am not Joan of Arc now, but I am the real Joan of Arc! Why do you have to prove it!

Since you like contracts, how about signing a more exciting contract with me?

If I don't change anything, then not only will I not hand over the Holy Grail to you, but you have to become my guard and help me guard this singularity!

On the contrary, once I change, I will obediently deliver the Holy Grail to you.How about you, do you have the guts to agree to this contract? "

The aggressive words made Barbatos and Andusia frown.

The price of Black Joan's contract was too high, and it was obviously unfair, so it was impossible for Mo Yu to agree.

You are a little saint, how can He De be your bodyguard with Lord Morax?

Just when everyone was thinking this way, Mo Yu, who frowned and thought, seemed to have thought of something.

"If I sign a contract with you, does that mean I have the responsibility to protect you now?"

"Of course, you are afraid."

The girl proudly straightened out her plump breasts. This sentence can be said to be hearty, and she vented all the grievances accumulated before.

Be afraid, reject it, and then leave with an angry look!

The girl was looking forward to this, longing for the boy to show the expression in her heart.

However, the young man seemed to have found some valuables, and his gilt eyes were much brighter than before.

"Then as a condition for guarding, all expenses during this period will be paid by you who own the Holy Grail, no problem."

At this moment, it’s like a Chinese teacher calling your name and asking you to answer what kind of thoughts are contained in the inner meaning of Lu Xun’s paragraphs, but you reply that the price of the shirt is nine pounds and fifteen pence, which is completely beyond everyone expected.

But who is the dragon witch, although she has never seen anything in the world, she has seen many big scenes.

Since Mo Yu dared to ask, of course she dared to answer.

"Of course there is no problem, so where is your answer? Come on, don't give me a pass!"

The girl urged impatiently, panic appeared in her eyes, and followed Mo Yu's slightly raised mouth in her heart, and after a sprint along that arc, she fell into the water with a plop and sank.

"Then, in the name of the rock god Morax, even if the sky falls, the contract will be fulfilled."

Chapter 38 Bring wind and freedom to France

A Summer Night in 1428

Vaucourel, about twelve kilometers north of Domrémy

The journey of Joan of Arc started here. After persuading the local garrison commander Robert de Bochamcott, he obtained the horses and supplies he assisted, and was able to continue westward to Chinon. It is the seat of Prince Charles VII, and after obtaining the authorization of Charles VII, the journey to recover France officially began.

Everything started here, and her original partners also came from here.

"Does the Demon God Pillar have the ability to turn back time?"

Looking at the strange town, the white-haired girl felt an indescribable sense of familiarity, but she didn't know where this familiarity came from, and there was a trace of confusion in the golden pupils burning with anger.

She is Joan of Arc, but she has no memory of before Joan became a saint.

In her mind, all the memories were the battlefield, the burning frame before she died, and endless resentment.

The handsome young man beside him stretched his body slightly, breathed in the fresh air from the grassland, and explained with a smile:

"There is no chance to start over in life, but it is not impossible in the singularity."

The special incineration formula developed by Armored House for the first singularity can restart the first singularity and reselect the timeline.

"You want me to relive a part of her past, so as to completely replace Joan of Arc in history?"

The girl guessed the true intentions of the boy who claimed to be a rock god, but his smiling face was like a layer of rock. When she thought she had opened a layer and could see the inner heart, it was still a layer of rock covering his true heart. heart of.

Looking up at the starry sky, Mo Yu chuckled and did not answer, and lightly threw the question back to the girl.

"For you, what is the real Joan of Arc is actually very clear in your heart."