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Sha You was still in a daze in her mind, but the memory soon came like a tide.

The hideous noble lady, painful abuse.

It made her body tremble invisibly.

But, she quickly endured it.

Sha You is a girl with strong willpower. No matter how abuse she was, she never defeated her spirit and will. She persisted until the end without giving in. So now, she still looked at Joan of Arc with a little stubbornness, as if this gentle smile overlapped with the young lady who looked equally gentle at the beginning.

A trembling voice came from "Sha, Sha You".

"Iyeas!" Shayou suddenly heard the voice of his companion, turned his head suddenly, and saw what Iyeas looked like now.

He was naked and holding a scarlet sword, and his whole body exuded a terrifying sense of sharpness.

Even so.

But just by looking at the care and excitement expression, you can understand that this is a companion who grew up together since childhood.

"That's great, Shayou!" Iyeas seemed to have become the boy before, and leaned over excitedly, "It's okay, the queen and the queen's companions saved us."

"Queen?" Shayou's eyes moved around.

Soon I saw Artoria wearing gorgeous armor and blue cloak, as noble and majestic as a queen.

She finally understood what was going on.

Covering the bath towel that Joan of Arc changed to her, she struggled to sit up.

"Thank you very much!"

"Don't move." Joan of Arc extended his hand to stop her. "Although your body has been healed, in that case, you have already stepped into death with one foot. The separation between the soul and the body still needs to be well maintained."

"But, please accept my thanks!" Sha You looked a little stubborn, "Although we are countrymen, we also understand the meaning of life-saving grace."

"A countryman?" Artoria suddenly muttered a whisper and looked at Shayou deeply, "In my eyes, you are more like a 'people' than these decadent nobles. Knowledge and status do not represent a person's morality. Now, they are left to you to deal with."

After saying that, she turned around and walked out.

Even as powerful as her.

If you stay in this purgatory environment, you will also feel some kind of torture.

After all, Artoria is still sticking to the morality of the knighthood in her heart.

And immediately followed.

Joan of Arc and the night attackers also came out one by one.

Iyeas glanced at the three nobles on the ground and looked at Shayou again. The meaning was obvious. He planned to leave it to Shayou for disposal.

These three nobles seemed to finally understand, and their lives were left to Sha You to decide.

"Sha, Shayou." Miss Arya said with a trembling look on her face, "Yes, I'm sorry, I apologize to you, but, but I did help you, right? I've also invited you to such a delicious meal. I promise that this will never happen again in the future."

At this time, Arya looked like she was still the gentle and lovely noble lady.

Anyone who sees this will think this is a very good girl.

And on the other side.

There was no sign of hatred on Sha You's face, nor did she have much expression. She just looked at Arya quietly, as if she was listening to her words seriously.

This gave Arya's family confidence, and they almost smiled.

Arya's father even proposed a financial compensation, which was a number that Shayou and Iyeas dared not think of before.

So Sha You chuckled.

Although she comes from the countryside, she is actually born with beauty. Her smile at Arya is a little jealous when she looks at her.

But she also laughed.

Because she felt that Shayou had agreed.

Humph, the country people are the country people, and you can just spend a little money.

"May I ask, are you finished?" Sha You asked softly.

"Huh?" The noble master, who was getting louder and more confident, seemed to be stunned for a moment.

"If you finish speaking, please go on the road." Sha You's tone became more and more gentle.

"Let's go!" The family seemed to have finally realized something and screamed again. However, Sha You had already picked up the dagger left by the person who had just attacked her at night, dragged her weak body, and walked over step by step.

"Don't struggle." She held the dagger and smiled gently, "Don't worry, I won't torture you. It would be bad if the clothes given by her benefactor were dirty."

One knife goes straight into the heart.

And he carefully avoided the blood splattering on his clothes.

This is a skill that a girl can learn during long-term hunting.

Listening to the terrifying screams coming from inside the room, some people outside naturally knew what was going on, and Joan of Arc and Artoria's expressions were even more relieved.

Although they came out, nothing that happened inside could escape their perception.

So you can feel it clearly.

Like Iyeas, Shayou actually didn't have much hatred for this family of crippled nobles. She made this decision based on reason.

This time, although it was painful, it was also the driving force behind their transformation.

Both Joan of Arc and Artoria admired them a little.

"I'm thinking now." Joan of Arc whispered, "Was that feeling the same when that adult was cultivating us?"

"We can't easily understand the existence of that state." Artoria shook her head, but after pausing for a moment, she said, "But there are always some emotions that are similar."

Yezhe next to him, everyone pricked their ears.

Especially Najeta.

These two short conversations revealed too much news.

That adult?

nourish?

Can't you easily figure it out?

Even if they are as powerful as them, there will be people who will be described in this tone? How terrifying is it?

Najeta finally began to realize that these two people might have come from a place where the Empire had never been exposed to, a place even stronger than the Empire, and powerful enough to a place that they could hardly imagine.

"Your Majesty." Najeta seemed to have made up his mind and walked to Artoria. "Although I don't know why His Majesty came to our country for, but as you can see, our country has come to an end. I beg you, your Majesty can wish us a hand in the struggle for the people who are struggling to survive on this land!"

She sent out an invitation directly.

Whether you agree or not.

This is her plea, her hope.

The rest of the people who attacked the night also looked over.