Chapter 90: Curse

Jeanne chases after Jack until he reaches a dead end where Jack can no longer escape.

Jeanne looked at Jack who had stopped advancing, and said, "Why, you don't run anymore?"

Young Jack saw Jeanne holy aura, and said with fear: "You... Aren't you afraid of Jack the Ripper?"

Jeanne shook her head calmly.

"You are just a victim of tragedy."

Jack was also relatively calm, when she waved his hand, several children appeared around the smoke.

There was a boy and a girl, the oldest was about eleven or twelve and the youngest was about four or five, these children began to ask for help from Jeanne.

"Saintess Jeanne."

"Miss Jeanne."

"Saintess."

"Please save us."

"Help...."

"Save poor Jack."

They raised their hands and headed towards Jeanne like a bunch of ghosts.

Jeanne said without a change of expression: "I can't do it."

In an instant, these children stopped their actions and stared wide-eyed at Jeanne.

"All of you have been absorbed by the legend of Jack the Ripper."

Then, Jeanne right hand started to glow.

"Even if I can beat you, I can't save you."

Looking at the retreating children with wide open eyes, Jeanne continued to speak.

"All of you should also understand."

"The accumulated hatred and desperation of the victims have turned all of you into legends of Jack the Ripper."

Young Jack stood in disbelief with a desperate expression.

Jeanne raised her hand and looked at Jack.

At this moment, an arrow shot towards Jeanne, she retreated suddenly, and the light in her hand disappeared.

Jeanne looked at Atalanta, who was standing on the roof next to her, and said.

"What do you want to do! Red Archers!"

Atalanta jumped in front of the children, shielded them, and then fired his bow and arrow at Jeanne.

"That's what I want to say, what do you want to do!"

"They are children, innocent children. These children are not even evil, they are victims! They are sad souls destroyed by the structure of the world!"

Atalanta said with a gloomy expression on his face.

"If you want to kill them, then I will never let you!"

Jeanne looked at Atalanta, and said firmly and earnestly: "You also have to understand that these children live, just to add to their friends."

"Shut up."

"Restoring the soul is salvation."

"What kind of rescue is that!" Atalanta roared.

Then arrows filled with anger were fired.

Don't know if it was because of Jeanne anger or technique, but Jeanne only slightly tilted her head to dodge the arrow.

"Then I ask you, you chose to hold the holy flag instead of wielding your sword on the battlefield, not because you don't want to kill people, or because you don't want blood on your hands!?" Atalanta asked.

"What do you think, Red Archer."

Jeanne said thoughtfully.

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"Do you think I didn't use a sword, just didn't cover my hands with blood… Since I decided to participate in the war, my hands have been covered in blood."

"It is also because Soderlake helped me share this blood and I will be called a Saintess by later generations."

"If you really think so, you are not a Saintess at all!" Atalanta is angry again.

"Because of that, I never thought of myself as a Saintess," Jeanne said naturally.

"What!?" Atalanta was a little taken aback.

"That's right, Atalanta."

"Who!?" Atalanta arrow points elsewhere.

Wu Ming slowly walked out of the dark path.

"That is you!?" Atalanta looked at Wu Ming nervously. After all, Wu Ming combat effectiveness should not be underestimated. The Servants of the red faction had seen the Pillar of Starlight that day all from Hanging Garden Semiramis.

"I am not a general of national safety. Those titles were only added to us by later generations."

"Just like Vlad, he was slandered as Dracula, and now he really is Dracula. Like Jack, he is a Legend turned Jack the Ripper, this is the sorrow of the Heroic Spirit." Wu Ming looked at Jack and said.

At first, Jeanne wanted to end the war and put an end to this crime. Just because God said he couldn't stand watching the war between humans

Jeanne was going to war, and Wu Ming was worried about Jeanne, so he also joined the army.

Jeanne became more and more like a Saintess with God revelation, but Wu Ming was different. Apart from saving the country, he has gone his own way.

Soderlake had the skills of an adventurer and it could be seen how restless Wu Ming was.

Then Jeanne spoke again.

"This is their world of memories, this is just the remnants of a birth dream. Do you want those children to suffer in this ambiguous world forever, Red Archer."

"So, please get out of the way."

With Jeanne eyes shining, Atalanta gasped, and she put down the bow and arrow in her hands.

But...

"I refuse." Atalanta said as if refusing.

"If I reject them and reject these children, then who else can love them again. Is your god!" Atalanta looked at Jeanne viciously.

"I will never let you kill them! Ruler!"

However, at this moment, one of Jack incarnations, the blonde girl Wu Ming had seen before, slowly walked towards Jeanne.

"Isn't it possible, do you really want to kill us?"

Jeanne lowered her head, and the front bangs covered her eyes, making it hard to see the expression in her eyes.

But from Wu Ming point of view, Jeanne must be very uncomfortable in her heart.

"That's enough, Jeanne." Wu Ming said, walking behind him.

"You've done enough, leave it to me next."

Jeanne looked at Wu Ming suspiciously. Seeing Wu Ming didn't mean he wanted to kill Jack like her. What the hell is that? Did Wu Ming really have a way to save the children who had become Jack the Ripper?

After speaking, Wu Ming walked in front of Jeanne and turned his gaze to the blonde girl who was staring at Wu Ming.

"You are evil spirits absorbed by the legend of Jack the Ripper. Actually, you're also Jack the Ripper. In other words, you have your own Throne of Heroes."

After that, Wu Ming stretched out one of his hands, and the hand emitted a star-like light.

The other kids started to join towards the blonde girl

After blending with the other children, the girl in front of him changed back to the appearance of a Black Assassin, namely Jack with white hair.

Wu Ming hand touched Jack hair, closed his eyes slightly, and smiled.

"I will let you get rid of the legend of Jack the Ripper, please believe me."

After being surprised for a while, Jack looked at the gentle older brother in front of her and nodded heavily.

"Um."

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