Create a fantasy paradise starting from Conan

"So, it would be better if I died?" Joan of Arc couldn't help but sigh. "Thank you, this is the most sumptuous meal I've had in over a decade."

"Then it's time for you to make a decision. Do you want to leave with us, or stay here and die?"

"... As long as I'm alive, I naturally don't want to die. My parents are waiting for me to return home. But..."

"Are you reluctant to leave your hometown? Or are you worried that I might lie to you?"

"That's not the case. With your abilities, there's no need for you to go through so much trouble just to deceive me."

But, I feel a little unwilling.

If I really die, that's fine.

Leaving like this always makes me feel guilty for betraying my companions.

Joan of Arc hesitated for a moment, looked again at the priest who was controlled by hallucinations outside the cell, and suddenly an idea came to her mind, and her eyes lit up.

"That's right! Since you can hypnotize him, you should be able to hypnotize the citizens of Rouen as well, right?"

"If possible, could you please restore history and fabricate a scene where I was burned at the stake?"

"Please allow me to hide nearby. If the citizens' attitude is as you say, I am willing to leave with you."

"No problem." Bai Mu nodded slightly, "Then it's settled."

After dinner, Bai Mu put away the gourmet tablecloth and opened the space door leading directly to the small world on his person.

"Then let's go. Leah, arrange for a few people to come to Rouen to keep watch, and come and call us tomorrow morning so that we don't miss the execution."

"Okay." Altria nodded slightly and said with a smile, "Then let Brother Kai lead the team and collect some ancient books from this era."

After taking a few steps and about to enter the door, he found that Jeanne was still standing there, and subconsciously asked:

"What's wrong? Jeanne."

"Don't I have to stay in the cell tonight?" Joan of Arc hesitated.

"No, my illusion magic is only for this area, and it can last for at least three or four days."

After saying that, Bai Mu was the first to pass through the space gate.

Seeing this, Joan of Arc hesitated for a moment, then quickly followed the others.

After passing through the door, what comes into view is a vast courtyard. In the distance, many knights in bright and beautiful clothes can be vaguely seen, and in the corner there is a maid cleaning.

The surrounding buildings are obviously taller than other places. Judging from the height and thickness of the walls and the strictness of the guards, this is obviously a noble castle.

But what Joan of Arc cared about most was that in the very center of the courtyard, there was a wooden house with at least a dozen rooms, which seemed out of place with the surrounding rock buildings.

"where is this place?"

"Welcome to the Kingdom of Camelot." Artoria smiled slightly. "This is not Earth, but a small world different from Earth. You can think of it as a different dimension that you can visit at any time."

Can you do this?

Isn't this like carrying a kingdom with you?

Joan of Arc first thought of military uses, and then quickly thought of time travel as mentioned by several people before.

There are many questions I want to ask, but I feel that they are unnecessary. I can learn more about them later.

If nothing goes wrong, I will move in tomorrow and live with them.

"What is this wooden house used for? It doesn't seem to fit in with the style of the castle."

"Hmm... I've actually wanted to ask this question for a long time. Can't we just tear it down?" Nero followed.

"Yeah, just tear it down directly." Bai Mu turned to look at Altria and said with a smile.

Seeing this, Artoria was speechless.

Because he didn't say anything and I didn't ask, I thought the house was very important.

Now it seems that I should have asked the question before.

"I'm sorry, Brother Mu, I thought this house was important to you. If it wasn't important, I would have demolished it."

Discovering that Altria had directly called out the management interface, Bai Mu quickly spoke:

"Wait a minute, at least take out the things inside. This is the warehouse I used to store things."

“Before demolition, materials must be moved first.”

"That's true. Do you have the key?" Altria asked subconsciously.

"of course."

Bai Mu took out the key and slowly opened the door of the wooden house.

The next moment, the people were completely unable to open their eyes due to the dazzling golden light.

Looking up, the house was filled with all kinds of gold, silver and jewelry that looked very valuable.

"So much money!!" Nero's eyes lit up and he rushed over. "This is actually a treasure trove!"

"You are the Roman Emperor after all, so it's not that bad, right?"

"Even the emperor has the inner treasury and the national treasury."

"If you need money, I can materialize a large amount of gold and gems."

As he spoke, Bai Mu sighed softly:

"Ever since my ability to manifest my imagination was upgraded and the items I manifested can exist permanently, my interest in treasure hunting has drastically decreased."

"The items here are all treasures I found before (from the One Piece World)."

"Unfortunately, it was never put to use."

"What a waste!" Artoria's eyes were also full of excitement, but then she thought of his ability to materialize fantasies and quickly calmed down.

Indeed, if one can use imagination to materialize gold, silver and jewelry, then gold, silver and jewelry will no longer be valuable.

The fake holy sword he had given to me was still intact.

By analogy, there is actually no difference between tangible treasure and real treasure.

"Forget it, I'll have someone count it and move it into the warehouse."

"Ah."

Bai Mu responded and turned to look at Jeanne beside him:

"Aren't you going home tomorrow and moving in with your family? You can get some money from here as settling-in expenses."

"No, that's not necessary." Joan of Arc looked away with difficulty.

At this moment, she inexplicably felt as if she had received a spiritual baptism.

"In that case, you will discuss with Leah later and decide the amount of land to be allocated to you based on the number of people moving into your family and your previous assets."

"it is good…"

Because it was getting late and she had been in the cell all the time, Joan of Arc discussed the specific details of moving in tomorrow with Altria, and then, led by her maid, entered the palace bathroom.

After washing up and changing into casual clothes, I felt like I was reborn.

"Miss Jeanne, this will be your residence from now on."

From now on? That's a strange thing to say. I shouldn't need to live in the palace forever, right?

"Can you tell me about the Kingdom of Camelot?"

"Of course. This is the capital of Camelot, the kingdom ruled by King Arthur... Within the palace, there are several areas that cannot be entered casually. First of all, His Majesty's bedroom. Only Lord Baimu and Lord Nero... a few of them are allowed to enter."

Joan of Arc's heart was pounding. Was that really the kind of relationship they had?

Wait a minute, could it be that I'm being targeted too?

Chapter 292: Death of Jeanne d'Arc

On the streets of Rouen in the early morning of May 30, 1431.

At this moment, many local people came out of their homes and stared closely at the blonde girl who was tied to the stake on the street in the distance.

The girl was covered with a white cloth, holding a small cross in her hand, and standing on a wooden board with her tender bare feet, surrounded by piles of wood.

Because the hood was taken off, everyone could see her delicate features, determined eyes, and no trace of fear on her face.

Eight hundred fully armed British soldiers surrounded the stake, armed with weapons, and kept the citizens out.

As the flames ignited, the girl chanted prayers and was gradually engulfed by the flames.

But until he was burned to charcoal, he never uttered a word of begging for mercy, but just kept praying.

Almost all of the more than 10,000 French citizens present shed tears, and the sobbing was endless.

On the roof of a nearby building, Joan of Arc stood next to Bai Mu and several others, looking at the scene in the distance with a solemn expression.

If it weren't for these people, this would probably be my ending, right?

Looking at the sadness and tears on the faces of the citizens around me, my mind unconsciously thought of the singularity story I read yesterday evening.

"Seeing this, how can I blame the citizens of this country? After all, everyone is trying hard to survive."

Jeanne sighed softly, then hesitated and asked:

"Mr. Baimu, what on earth is going on? I'm clearly here. Why is there another me who was burned to death there?"

"It's just an illusion. When humans interact with the outside world, they usually rely on vision, hearing, smell, and touch. When these four senses are obstructed, false hallucinations naturally occur."

"But how do we talk?"

"To be honest, they are actually communicating with themselves."

"That's it..."

Joan of Arc looked around and soon noticed a middle-aged woman in the distance who was crying bitterly with the support of two young men. A middle-aged man next to her was also crying silently.

"Dad, Mom!"

"Are those your parents?" Bai Mu asked subconsciously.

"Yes."

Seeing this, Bai Mu's mind moved slightly, and he brought a few people to Joan of Arc's family in an instant.

With the arrival of several people, the area within a radius of several meters disappeared in an instant.

“You…you guys…!”

Because there were several girls standing next to her who looked almost exactly like her, Joan of Arc naturally understood what they were surprised about.

"Dad, Mom, long time no see."

"Jeanne, it's really you! Woohoo... That's great! You're still alive."

Joan of Arc's mother, Isabelle, held her daughter tightly in her arms.

Although the women next to her look very similar to her, differences can be seen in their height, body shape, hair color and temperament.

Seeing this, Bai Mu moved again and brought a few people to Domremi Village, the hometown of Jeanne d'Arc.

Such a scene shocked Joan of Arc's family and they were stunned for a long time.

"What...what's going on?"

"Has God come to earth? Thank you so much for saving Jeanne! Thank you so much!"

Looking at the middle-aged couple who were constantly bowing and praying, and the two young men who had already knelt on the ground, Bai Mu waved his hand to help them up from a distance, and said with a smile:

"You're welcome. Today is the day Jeanne is destined to die. To avoid causing too much impact on the future, we need to fake her death."

“In the meantime, you have to go live somewhere else.”

"If you want, you can pack your bags and move to another world with her."

The middle-aged couple looked at each other and grabbed each other's hands at the same time, full of excitement.

"I never thought that people like us could go to heaven and live there. It's wonderful!"

"It's all thanks to Jeanne. Let's pack our bags quickly."

"There should be no war in heaven, and everyone should have enough to eat..."

Looking at her excited parents and her two brothers staring at her with burning eyes, Joan of Arc was speechless.