Chapter 1369

Luo Cuilian sat down wherever she could, but then, to her astonishment, Wugeng Liuli climbed straight onto Su Han's bed and lay down beside him, closing her eyes as well.

Luo Cuilian: "......"

Her lips twitched several times, but Luo Cuilian said nothing more and entered the chat room.

...... At this moment.

Type-Moon World.

Joan of Arc walked upon the earth, having changed into a beautiful student outfit—though she could instantly transform into her battle form via the 04 Power Release.

"Ticket to Paris, Great Law Empire! Is it tomorrow at 2:00 p. m.?"

Joan of Arc stared at the ticket in her hand, lost in thought.

Gaia had placed her in this era, granting her not only the legendary power unique to Heroic Spirits, long celebrated in legend.

She had also received from Gaia a vast amount of knowledge from the modern world.

In fact, her understanding of this era was no less than that of someone living in modern society.

Naturally, she knew how to buy tickets.

"It's already late! Let's find a place to stay first."

Joan of Arc thought for a moment and made a decision.

The sky was nearly dusk; she walked through a deep forest, and as she went, she saw a grand cathedral.

The cathedral glowed with dim lights.

"...... A cathedral?"

Joan of Arc's eyes flickered; as a holy maiden of Catholicism, she held deep affection for cathedrals. After thinking, she murmured, "Let's see if I can stay the night. If not, then consider other options."

In truth, even if she found no lodging, spending the night in the dense forest would not trouble her.

Though she held high status in the Great Law Empire and within Catholicism,

in her lifetime, she had first been a village girl, then taken up command of armies, enduring countless hardships.

She was not one who... sought luxury.

"Is anyone there?"

Joan of Arc softly asked, gently knocking on the cathedral door—only to find the door had not been locked.

"Hmm."

Joan of Arc immediately frowned, pushed the door open, and saw, right at the cathedral's center, a young girl reading the Bible.

The girl was extremely young, her frame tiny, almost childlike.

Her hair was silver-white, hanging straight down behind her.

Hearing the sound, the girl suddenly looked up at Joan of Arc, her face instantly lighting up with delight; she rose, flung open the door, and dashed into the cathedral's interior.

"Father! Father... there's a guest!" Soon, an elderly priest in a large robe emerged.

He sized up Joan of Arc, a flicker of uncertainty passing through his eyes.

"May I ask who you are?"

"My name is Jeanne! I happened to be passing by.

I hope I may stay the night."

Joan of Arc spoke sincerely.

"Jeanne... Joan of Arc?"

The priest paused, then, after a brief silence, smiled brightly and nodded at Joan of Arc, "What a wonderful name! Lord, welcome your arrival."

After exchanging greetings, the priest learned that Joan of Arc was also a Catholic believer, and immediately smiled as he instructed the girl to prepare a room for her.

After arranging the room, Joan of Arc smiled faintly, then softly asked the girl,

"Thank you. What is your name?"

The silver-haired girl beamed, "My name is Carine... Carine.

Aldesia!"

Settled into the room, Joan of Arc silently prayed inwardly, then re-entered the Gong Society chat room.

Upon entering, she saw Su Han inviting people.

Su Xiao Xiao: "Ti Qie Hui Li.

Tu Shan Hong Hong.

Arcueid.

Aisi Desi.

Are you free? If you are, let's play World Tree."

Tu Shan Hong Hong: "Too busy cultivating! Sorry, President."

Ti Qie Hui Li: "I've chatted too long in the guild today—my required training hasn't been completed.

I must make up the training now!"

Bai Hu Zi: "Gulalala! That must be exhausting."

Lao Fu Shi Hou Jue: "Hmph! If training quota isn't met, making it up, I can understand.

But if cooking time is missed, why make it up? What's there to make up?"

Ti Qie Hui Li: "......"

Miss Xia Shizi: "Old Hou Jue is too harsh! Miss Ti Qie Hui Li's goal is to become the greatest chef.

Striving with all her might for her goal—is that something to be mocked?"

Ban Tian Yin Shi: "Exactly... Those who strive for their goals are undoubtedly beautiful.

No matter what their goal is—whether to become a Cooking God or a Martial God."

In my eyes, there is no necessary hierarchy.

Sakata Gintoki: "Old Hou Jue, I must say this to you—you've gone too far."

The old Hou Jue: "......"

Su Xiao Xiao: "The old Hou Jue really did get it wrong this time."

Su Xiao Xiao: "Cough, cough, but that's not the point! The point is—who's willing to join me for a game of World Tree? I've already invited Wugeng Liuli and Luo Hao!"

Tony Is Not the 637th Richest: ""

Tony Is Not the Richest: "The Black Cat and the Sect Master have arrived at the President's house! And while they're here, you're playing games!"

Tony was stunned: "Girls come to your house, and you drag them into playing games? Are you even human?" Su Xiao Xiao: "What else would we do if not play games?"

Luo Hao, the Sect Master: "What else would we do but play games with Brother Yi?"

Fallen Angel, Twelve-Winged Black Cat Clan: "Besides... the Demon King! What I love most is... games! Playing games with the Demon King."

This is like doubling the joy... double the happiness! Double the delight!"

Su Xiao Xiao: "White Scholar! I'm in."

Fallen Angel, Twelve-Winged Black Cat Clan: ""

Fallen Angel, Twelve-Winged Black Cat Clan: "What's a White Scholar?"

Su Xiao Xiao: "......"

Su Han paused, then suddenly understood.

He hadn't released White Album yet.

The Suoyigong Society still didn't know the origin of the term "White Scholar."

Su Xiao Xiao: "It's a proper noun from a certain work. I'll release it when the chance comes in the future."

Fallen Angel, Twelve-Winged Black Cat Clan: "...... So! If the Demon King didn't tease us, he'd be even more charming."

Tony Is Not the Richest: "If the Demon King in your house didn't tease us, would he even be the Demon King?"