I'm starting a mythical revival in Tokyo

Chapter 207 Priest Hug
Joan of Arc was a person who dared to think and act. The idea of ​​establishing Protestantism and denying the corrupt Christian Church took root in her mind as soon as it was born.

Once this line of thought is opened, many problems will be solved instantly!

We don't want priests anymore, we want nuns, no! Female priests.

Very good, now the biggest problem is where to get believers?

Joan of Arc dropped the fish and went to find some backpackers nearby to promote her new church.

Jeanne grabbed her slender waist and pushed her to the ground.

"Joan of Arc, you are crazy! Christ is here on earth now, and you are courting death by preaching a new Bible!"

"Yes, Joan of Arc, Christ will not allow such a thing. You can go and preach after we finish the holy war."

Velvet really didn't want to be implicated. Christ had already authorized a new Bible, which had been printed and distributed worldwide. If Joan of Arc jumped out and said "I have a new idea" at this time, the biggest difference between this and seeking death was that they would not die easily!

The paladins who came to purge heresy would not care whether Velvet was involved or not. Their consistent principle was to not let go of the wrong person.

She didn't want to die. Being targeted by Hera was already fatal, and if she was put on the purge list by Christ's men, she would be really desperate!

After the holy war was over and everyone went back home, she continued to hide from Hera, or simply became Hera's maid. Elves are also a kind of nymphs, and it is a great honor and not shameful to serve the queen of heaven.

At that time, if Joan of Arc wanted to preach, let her do it as she pleased, as long as it didn't cause her any trouble.

But absolutely not now!
The three of them are now in a difficult situation, and they belong together. Don't make bigger trouble!

The three of them wrestled with each other. Joan of Arc was very confused. She just wanted to save the church and spread the true gospel of the Lord. Why did they stop me?

"Jeanne, Vivienne, please let me go. The Lord has given me the guidance to do this!"

"Bullshit! I didn't even hear it!"

"That's right, Jeanne didn't even hear it, so where did the Lord's guidance come from?"

Not only Mogui felt strange, but everyone who knew Joan of Arc's situation felt strange. Even Jeanne had never heard of the guidance of the Lord, so it was more reliable to say that she had hysteria.

But the problem is that Jeanne's pure white microcosm is incredibly strong, and there is indeed evidence of the Lord's guidance.

"Don't stop me!"

"No, you can't preach now!"

"That's right, not now!"

"Wait, let go."

Joan of Arc suddenly stopped struggling, but Jeanne and Vivienne still did not let go of their hands holding her, fearing that this was a delaying tactic by Joan of Arc and that she would run away if they let go.

"How long are you going to lie on me? It's already dark, get up!"

"Ah, is it dark?"

"Ah~ So soft~"

Jeanne, who was sleeping on soft bread with a scent of milk, was pulled up by Joan of Arc by grabbing her cheek. However, she did not let go even so. Her hands still held Joan of Arc's slender and strong waist like iron clamps.

"You two actually fell asleep on me, what the hell, and you were drooling!"

"Hey, sorry, your chest is so soft, I accidentally fell asleep."

"Yes, there is also a sweet milky aroma." Jeanne suddenly became alert and asked seriously: "Joan, why is there a milky aroma? You wouldn't..."

Her eyes were extremely dangerous. Joan of Arc, who was washing the saliva marks on her clothes in the lake, stood up and slapped her. What was she thinking about?
What happened to her that Na couldn't feel?
"Don't let your imagination run wild. This place is supposed to smell like this."

"Really? But I don't think I fed him?"

Velvet took off her coat and smelled her own, then like a mouse she stuck her head into Jeanne's shirt and sniffed, but there was nothing!

Sighing, Joan of Arc exerted force with her hands and wrung out the clothes thoroughly like a twist. How did she end up with these two brainless guys? Is this the time to be fussing about such things?

"Okay, take off your clothes and wash them."

"Oh."
"Then we'll go back to Europe and finish the holy war."

"Go back now?"

"Aren't we waiting for news from Chiron?"

The two looked at Joan of Arc in horror. When did you become a warmonger?
She didn't become a warmongerer. She just wanted to finish the holy war quickly and then go on to preach.

Didn’t Violet and Jeanne tell her before when they tried to stop her that they wouldn’t stop her from preaching after the holy war? Then go back and fight!
"But, Jeanne, Hera and Zeus are still looking for us, aren't you afraid?"

Velvet asked weakly, hugging her little pillow.

In her eyes, Zeus and Hera were so terrible!
If you fall into the hands of Zeus, you will be toyed with and abandoned after he loses interest in you. If you fall into the hands of Hera, you will enter hell.

It is obviously not a good decision to go back now. Neither Chiron nor Athena sent any signals, and no one is protecting them. If they go back, they will definitely end up in a miserable state!
"Don't worry, I've figured out a way. Let's go."

After packing up, Joan of Arc took the two of them on the journey back to Europe, while Mogui secretly watched them from the side, without any obstruction.

He came to check on his soul clone that he had placed in Joan of Arc's microcosm. It had been a while since he last checked.

The strange thing is that the soul clone didn't move at all, as if it was dead!
Even when faith was boiling and Christ was resurrected, he did not move at all.

Logically speaking, Joan of Arc, as a saint canonized by the Christian Church, is a symbol of French freedom.

Although she has rejected the current Christian Church and has not returned to Christ, she still has the faith of many people who simply admire her. Her strength has increased a lot, but there is no movement in her microcosm.

I can't find any reason. The microcosm is getting stronger, Joan of Arc is getting stronger, but the clone inside hasn't changed at all.

"Could it be that it was suppressed by Jeanne's self-awareness?"

Looking at the three people's receding backs, Mo Gui touched his chin and thought about it. This possibility was the greatest.

It goes without saying how strong Joan of Arc's self-will was. As one of the most prestigious saints in the Christian Church, she was able to resist the changes brought about by faith and reject the church with her own will alone. Her self-awareness was incredibly strong!

With such willpower, it makes sense that he could suppress his soul clone, but this doesn't seem like a bad thing.

It is impossible for the milky scent to appear on a woman for no reason. Joan of Arc is undoubtedly a chaste saint!
The presence of such a smell on the body can only mean that Mogui’s soul clone failed to seize Joan of Arc’s microcosm and become Christ, but being Joan of Arc’s son is not bad either!
Joan of Arc herself did not feel any change. After all, no milk came out, there was just a pleasant smell.

She has body odor, so it's normal for her not to feel anything about it.

It's a pity for the soul clone, who is suppressed in the small universe without even a physical body. This is Mo Gui's clone who has suffered the most.

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