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Jeanne thought for a while and asked, "Who are you? Why are you here?"
Faced with this question that is heard in almost every world, Shen Ye's answer is naturally the same as before.
"My name is Shen Ye. I came here from China for tourism. As for why I am here... I am actually very curious as well."
No matter whether they were angels or demons, sages or witches, they all entered Purgatorio on their own initiative. Shen Ye was just thinking about this question, but he didn't have an answer as to why he entered unintentionally.
"Are you from that country? .." She looked at Shen Ye who put away his gun after he finished speaking, thought about it, and put away her pistol as well.
"Your gun is beautiful."
Noticing Jeanne's actions, Shen Ye smiled and gave her a compliment.
Speaking of which, witches are pretty easy to get along with. Even though they are related to demons, at least they are reasonable and won't start fighting like angels at the slightest disagreement.
Well, at least that's the case for now.
The personalities of witches are not much different from those of ordinary humans, but most witches are cheerful, generous and confident women. However, in addition to this, they seem to be extremely narcissistic. Just like their performance in the game, they are always showing their beauty and charm.
After hearing Shen Ye's praise, Jeanne smiled and said, "Is it only my gun that is beautiful?"
"She's very beautiful, too." Shen Ye did not hesitate to praise her.
"Thank you!" Jeanne smiled even more happily. Then she lifted her long right leg, passed it over the head of the motorcycle, sat sideways on the seat, crossed her thighs, which were longer than most people's lives, and looked at Shen Ye face to face.
The silver-haired witch looked extremely attractive in this pose, but Shen Ye had been through many trials after all. He looked at her with admiration for a while, and then said, "Speaking of which, Madam, you already know my name and origin, so now you should tell me what your name is, right?"
"Jeanne d'Arc." The silver-haired witch said her name.
"Jeanne d'Arc, as in Joan of Arc?"
"No, it's the witch Jeanne d'Arc."
Jeanne shook her head slightly and corrected Shen Ye's wrong address.
In fact, Shen Ye knew that Jeanne's date of birth was exactly the same as Joan of Arc's, both were born on January 6, 1412. According to the speculation of some players in reality, Jeanne was very likely the same person as Joan of Arc, and it is even possible that she participated in the Hundred Years' War between England and France.
But none of this matters.
"Okay, Miss Witch Jeanne, do you know how to get out from here?" After recalling for a while, Shen Ye asked the question that concerned him most. He didn't even know how he got in, so naturally he didn't know how to get out.
Looking at Shen Ye's sincere eyes, Jeanne knew that he was not lying, but... although she had the ability to enter and exit Purgatorio freely, it was basically an innate ability, so she didn't know how to answer.
After thinking for a moment, she asked, "Didn't the devil who signed the contract with you tell you?"
She still believed that Shen Ye had signed a contract with the devil, otherwise he would not be an enemy of the angels.
"They didn't tell me."
Shen Ye understood the meaning of her words and shook his head slightly. He didn't know whether his entry into Purgatorio was related to the two unspeakable beings he signed a contract with, not to mention that he didn't use their power.
Thinking of this, he tried to communicate with the two in his mind. However, perhaps because he did not know their names, or because he had not switched professions and used their abilities, no matter how he called out in his mind, he received no response.
Just when Shen Ye couldn't help but switch careers and was about to try again, Jeanne suddenly said, "The devil who signed a contract with you is really irresponsible."
"Yeah, I didn't even know what they looked like, but they signed a contract with me." Shen Ye complained.
Looking at Shen Ye's depressed expression, Jeanne smiled, then thought for a while, and then said: "It's a bit difficult for me to explain how to enter and exit the purgatory space, but I have thought of a way that should be able to take you out."
Shen Ye looked at her: "What's the solution?"
Jeanne patted the motorcycle she was sitting on and said, "Although we just met, you look pretty good to me, so I'm going to reluctantly take you for a while. Come on, get on the bike, and I'll try to take you out with me when I return to reality."
"Is that so? Thank you then."
Shen Ye was a little surprised by the words of the silver-haired witch, but he didn't hesitate and walked straight towards the silver-haired witch, sat behind her, and grabbed the rear of the motorcycle with both hands.
The silver-haired witch looked back with a satisfied look in her eyes, nodded and said, "Hold on tight, we are about to take off."
After saying that, Jeanne stepped on the accelerator to the bottom. The tires of the motorcycle spun in place for a while like burning tires, then suddenly rushed forward.
In Purgatorio, although humans are transparent, other objects can be touched in the purgatory space, so the silver-haired witch did not rush around recklessly. Instead, she controlled the motorcycle into an overpass and flexibly shuttled through the traffic.
At this time, Jeanne shouted: "Hold my shoulders, I am going back to the real world."
Shen Ye nodded and placed his hands on Jeanne's shoulders. At the same time, ripples began to appear in the surrounding space.
"It works." Shen Ye shouted in Jeanne's ear.
Then, the next second, Shen Ye's eyes blurred, and when he returned to normal, he could already see the people in the endless stream of vehicles around him.
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The motorcycle quickly went down the overpass and stopped on the side of the road.
Shen Ye jumped out of the car and said to the silver-haired witch: "Thank you very much for your help, Miss Jeanne."
"You're welcome. It's a very happy thing to help others occasionally." Jeanne waved her hand casually.
"Besides, instead of thanking you verbally, why not do something practical and buy me a drink?" she said again, but she didn't know why she said that. Maybe she was starting to like the man in front of her more and more.
Hearing this, Shen Ye naturally couldn't refuse. He nodded and asked, "Now? Sure, but I just came to this city, so please choose a place, Miss Jeanne."
"I know a place that serves really good beer." Jeanne thought for a moment, but a strange expression appeared on her face. "But I suddenly remembered something."
Seeing the questioning look in Shen Ye's eyes, Jeanne continued, "I almost forgot just now. I still have to go to school to teach students, so, can you wait a little longer?"
"Of course." Shen Ye nodded, then asked, "Ms. Jeanne, you are actually a teacher?"
"Yes, I'm a history teacher." Jeanne said with a smile.
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