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Chapter 27 The Social Death of the Maid Lady(2/2)

 She was thinking about this question.

  It's better to just forget it and not install the machine for this maid...

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 …

 “I am the pure white Holy Sword user!”

The girl’s last voice was like a chant. After the light pillar of the [Sword of Victory] soaring into the sky disappeared, only a holy white light was revealed in the clouds in the sky!

Under the holy light, a huge light and shadow actually appeared in the sky... At this time, the light and shadow held the long sword in both hands and slowly unfolded the wings behind him... six wings!

 “Oh my God! This is an angel!!”

“[Saint Michael]...is really [Saint Michael]!”

 “I didn’t believe it before, but now...I believe it!”

 “A miracle, this is really a miracle!”

In the distance, when the villagers of Donremi Village who were evacuating saw the huge angel light and shadow appearing under the night sky, they all knelt on the ground and clasped their hands together... At this time, they all worshiped devoutly!

In the village, seeing the girl summoning the light and shadow of the angel, a group of young militiamen immediately knelt down to worship. Under the illumination of the holy light, their expressions were pious.

Mr. Jacques did not move, he just seemed stunned, looking at his daughter holding the stone sword high with a complicated expression... On the other side, Nan Xiaonan just frowned and was thinking.

Mr. Asaxes had a ghostly expression on his face and murmured to himself: "Angel... Seraph? [Saint Michael]... Isn't this the one from [City of Blazing Sky]? So, does this place belong to

The jurisdiction of [Blazing Sky City]? What exactly is here..."

 Holy light.

 Azaches also felt it at this time, which was basically the same as the holy light he felt on the statue of the "Saint" during the limited number of times he was in the "City of Freedom".

However, the appearance of the holy light and the angelic light and shadow did not make the Burgundian crazy cavalry retreat...On the contrary, under the illumination of the holy light, this group of mutated cavalry became even more crazy!

 They looked up to the sky and roared, as if they wanted to ascend to the sky, as if they wanted to kill the angels... as if they wanted to destroy the Holy Light!

The angel was angry.

It swung its sword in the sky and slashed horizontally...A huge sword light swept down, and the Burgundian cavalry in the village were instantly annihilated under this huge sword light!

The shrill screams seemed to be echoing, but after the sword light passed, everything in front of them disappeared, leaving only a huge crack on the earth!

The cavalry team, which almost caused the village to be destroyed, disappeared from this world under the attack of the angel's phantom.

 The power of the miracle made everyone's expressions of piety become more and more intense... And the girl on the roof holding the [Sword of Victory] had a rosy face at this time.

She breathed out slowly, and the shadow of the angel in the sky slowly disappeared, and finally there were only pieces of shimmering white feathers falling from the sky.

The girl stretched out her hand to hold up a feather that fell into her palm. The feather turned into a snowflake and disappeared as soon as she touched it.

The girl took a deep breath, looked at the crowd, and said loudly: "From now on, you can call me [Saint Joan of Arc]! I am the agent of [Saint Michael], and I will lead you to fight against the brutal erection." The Gendians, driven back to the birthplace of their ancestors!”

The crowd cheered and shouted the name of [Saint Joan of Arc].

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 At the farm in Lemi Village, there is a viewing platform for the windmill used for grinding flour.

Boss Luo is holding a charcoal stick in his hand and drawing something on the drawing paper set up.

What he painted was the Donremi Village from this angle. What he painted was the huge angel shadow under the night sky. What he painted was the girl standing on the balcony, holding the sword high. He was still painting. , painting the girl’s expression lifelike.

 “Hmm… I feel a bit worse.”

 He said softly, then waved his hand.

 The shadow of the angel in the painting just disappeared.
Chapter completed!
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