With half of the territory captured by the two-legged flying dragon, there are no places in France that can be regarded as absolutely safe, and the scope is no longer so wide. In addition, the city is limited and the plains are vast, so there are not many places to hide.

At least, ordinary residents, such as the army fighting outside, the gang of thieves, the collective of wandering people, etc., can choose to hide in the only places in forests, mountains, bushes, etc., otherwise they will be discovered by flying dragons flying over the air from time to time.

Although the friends Joan of Arc met during his journey were followers, he did not need to be too afraid of the flying dragon on both feet. However, the whereabouts of the (Dragon Witch) are exposed, and there is also a danger of being targeted by the (Dragon Witch) forces.

Therefore, the meeting place agreed in advance by both parties is also in a hidden place, located in a forest a distance from Orleans.

“It’s there.”

Joan of Arc, half-squatted on the back of the eagle, raised the holy flag in his hand and pointed to a forest below.

“Where?”

Luo Zhen almost subconsciously used the (spiritual vision) skill. He first looked at the inside of the forest, and then discovered a lot of magic reactions.

Some of these magical reactions are naturally born monsters, some are magic residues leaked from the spiritual veins, and some are beasts that mutated from somewhere to swallow the corpse of the two-legged flying dragon from somewhere, which made Luo Zhen sigh.

"If it weren't for the special point here, these visions wouldn't have happened, right?"

Although it is not as serious as modern, in the fifteenth century, the mysterious decline also reached a certain level. Generally speaking, such abnormalities will not occur.

Now, thanks to this special point, the conventions of this world have gradually deviated from the right track, and so many abnormalities have formed.

"If you just let it go, you don't need to destroy France (the Dragon Witch) 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 special point must be repaired no matter what.

"As long as (the Holy Grail) is recycled, the special point will be repaired, and everything will return to what it should be in this era."

By then, all abnormalities that do not belong to this era will be erased.

Including the memories of time and space travelers like Luo Zhen, or the lives of those who should not have died, will also return to their original appearance.

This is what Roman gave to Luo Zhen.

"We have to think of a solution as soon as possible."

Luo Zhen left this thought and then discovered two huge magical reactions with his ability (spiritual vision).

That is not a reaction that ordinary existences can have. Its scale is so drastic that it can only be a follower.

“Is that there?”

Luo Zhen immediately drove the eagle beneath him and flew in that direction.

Just then...

"clang!"

A sound like a gong came as a sound wave, rolling up the air and shooting towards it like an invisible shell.

"Danger!"

This time, Joan of Arc took action first, suddenly stepped forward, raised the holy flag, and blocked Luo Zhen.

"Bang!"

As soon as the sound of invisible shells hit Joan of Arc, it immediately bounced away like broken glass.

That's because Joan of Arc has an ex-level (magic) skill.

Due to the unshakable faith, Joan of Arc holds a very high resistance to magic and can almost stagger, dodge, and bounce it away, which is only not suitable for the secret traces of the church.

The incoming sound attack obviously does not belong to this list, but is an attack from magic.

"Magic?"

Luo Zhen seemed to understand something.

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

"It's me! Please stop attacking!"

As the sound fell, the sound waves that came from the forest suddenly stopped and disappeared.

“Go down.”

Luo Zhen immediately urged the eagle beneath him to fly into the forest.

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

"Welcome back! Joan of Arc!"

A girl rushed over.

It was a girl wearing gorgeous and beautiful clothes, with dazzling silver-white long hair tied into a pair of ponytails, and a fluffy and gem-covered crown on her head.

The girl looks less than twenty years old, but her whole body exudes a sense of a noble lady, and at the same time gives people a naive, romantic and natural idol temperament. She looks so delicate that she is not as beautiful as the world, and is enough to make people fascinate at first glance.

Faced with such a girl who rushed towards her passionately, 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 and Joan of Arc are scared."

As he said this and held the girl in his hand was a man.

It was a man wearing a colorful exaggerated black dress, pale skin, slender fingers, and holding two batons in his hand, looking quite frivolous.

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

However, such an artist-like existence speaks like this.

"Although I don't mind the beautiful girls hugging and flirting together, that will definitely make people feel so excited that they have to play a song, but it will be troublesome to become like that. If the songs used to praise the friendship between beautiful girls are passed down to later generations, it may be... quite good?"

The other party thought about it like this, which made the girl who was called Maria angry.

"Really, didn't you say that you were not allowed to tell bad jokes? Amadeus!"

Upon hearing this, the man named Amadeus patted his head as if he had woken up at this time.

"Oh, it's so rude, I accidentally forgot."

Amadeus said this, but there was still a smile on his face, obviously not inclined to reflect at all, but just restrained himself a little.

Seeing such a pair of partners who were like happy enemies, Luo Zhen was a little confused.

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

"Maria Amadeus?"

No way?

Probably not?

Just as Luo Zhen was thinking this, Joan of Arc stepped forward.

"Sorry, I'm worried about you, Mary, and MR Amadeus."

Joan of Arc's apology turned their attention back to this side.

"Really, don't worry so much next time."

While condemning the girl, she had a flawless beautiful smile on her face.

"I just hope that there is no next time. Even if there is, then don't be so sudden. Otherwise, if my music attacks the wrong person, it would be really embarrassing."

The artist looks like he doesn't care.

Immediately, the two of them noticed Luo Zhen.

"Oh? Are there any new friends here?"

The girl's eyes lit up and she was very happy.

"So that's it. The eagle that was so big that was just now was your devil, right?"

The artist instead expressed calm remarks.

The two introduced themselves.

"For the first time I met, I was the servant of rider, and my real name was Marie Antoinette."

This is a girl-friendly self-introduction.

"The servant of the caster, Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart, just call me Amadeus."

This is an easy introduction to the artist.

As for Luo Zhen, he had already lost his words.
Chapter completed!