He really left?
The corners of White Night's mouth twitched as he looked at the empty shop space.
What the f * ck was going on!
However, today seemed to be White Night's day to earn money and treasures.
Before he could put away the sledgehammer, the portal lit up again.
This time, a white-haired woman in black armor came out of the portal with a flag on her shoulder.
"Welcome to the dimensional store, customer. Is there anything you need?”
"Do you need it?"
The corners of the woman's mouth twitched, and she raised her hand. Amidst her somewhat hysterical laughter, a ball of fire burned from the bottom of White Night's feet.
White Night was speechless.
F * ck, is this endless?
Can't I have a normal customer?
White Night, who was in a rage, did not say anything else. He picked up the sledgehammer and jogged a few steps, arriving in front of the woman and hammering her head.
Dang ~
"Not a bad hammer." The white-haired woman nodded and looked at the sledgehammer that was blocked by her flag.
Although the force wasn't too great, it was able to block his flames. Moreover, the force that he had added to the flag, which was originally intended to knock him back, actually didn't have any effect on him...
Was he looking down on her because she was a woman?
"Heroic Spirit, I admit that your strength is not bad, but if you look down on my strength just because I'm a woman, then you can only say that you're suitable to stay in Heroic Spirit Hall for the rest of your life! Therefore, if you don't want to be burned to ashes by me, then show me your full strength!”
Heroic spirit…?
He had some impression of it. This seemed to be a profession in some anime, right?
Speaking of which, he didn't pay much attention when his roommate recommended him in his previous life. He didn't expect to meet a living heroic spirit after transmigrating…
What was the name of that anime? Was it all the fault of the time?
Anyway, it was just a name. It didn't matter.
"Those who can become heroic spirits are all famous characters in history, right? What's your name, woman?”
"Hmph, what an unpleasant title.”The white-haired woman raised her eyebrows." However, seeing that you were able to withstand my attack, I will make an exception and let you know my name…"
"Listen well, I am Joan of Arc, the Witch of Destruction who was born from the flames of revenge and will destroy France!”
"Joan of Arc…really?"
"Don't mention me to that cowardly and ignorant woman…!”
Clang!
"As expected of a heroic spirit. Even the armor you wear is so hard.”
Looking at the decorative headgear on Jade 'Alter's head that had not been scratched at all after being hit by his hammer, White Night nodded with emotion.
Hmm…In order to prevent someone from suddenly barging in, after putting away the weapon that was either a gun or a flag, Bai Ye dragged her to the guest room in the dimensional store. God knows why the dimensional store had a guest room with such a strange style.
Speaking of which, he remembered that there was a command spell in the anime that controlled the heroic spirit. How should he draw that thing?
Looking left and right, White Night's eyes fell on the flag that he had put away.
The pattern on it was quite unique.
……
Who am I?
"I am Joan, or more accurately, Joan alter. After my predecessor was burned to death by those foolish people, I was born in the raging flames as an avenger, a witch who vowed to destroy France!”
Where did I come from?
"I don't know where it came from either. The last moment of my memory seems to be passing through a strange door and seeing a heroic spirit wielding a sledgehammer.”
Where am I going?
"Of course, we will return to France and take revenge on those who burned our predecessors to death!”
Right, revenge!
He forced his eyes open, and the first thing he saw was the Hammer Spirit. There was still a fake smile on his face…Where's my sword? Where's my flag?
"You can't find it, right?"
“……”
Soulless!
"Actually, I wanted to say that it was a misunderstanding yesterday. I'm not a heroic spirit, but now I can't say that it has nothing to do with you.”
Bai Ye raised the back of his hand and showed the blood-red pattern that he had carved using one Origin Coin.
It was the same as the Witch of the Dragon's coat of arms on the Jeanne of Arc flag, but the color was changed to red.
"No, you're lying to me. There's a connection between the heroic spirit and the master. I don't feel any connection between the two of us!”
"Uh…Maybe it's because I'm not a proper magician?”
"I see."
“……”
I was just joking, but you really believed me?!!!
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