"Drink! Ha! Hey!"

In Marda's room, there were occasional such a very imposing shout.

With it, there was also the neat sound of something being beaten up.

Norville noticed this because he accidentally noticed it in order to help Mozart find some damn noises.

This saint with a first-class figure and temperament is similar to Joan of Arc, but also has a different existence.

Although for people today, Joan of Arc is more famous - of course, this is largely due to the publicity of the two-dimensional world, a handful - by the way, if Joan of Arc knew that the one who liked to be used as a selling point in the game was Japan, Britain, the United States (not too many France) and other countries would think.

However, from the genealogy of the saint, Marda is much more powerful than Joan of Arc.

How to say it, yes, it's like a lich and a half-lich. Although I've made a translation joke in a magical country, at least half-lich is far more powerful than a lich, and there is no need for popular science now.

There are currently three saints in Chaldes, among which Marda is the most prestigious because she is not only a Christian saint, but also a person who personally served Jesus. The second is Joeljos, who, in the name of St. George, was regarded as a saint in many regions as a guardian saint. Finally, Joan of Arc.

It seems that whether it is ancient or modern, the topic of beautiful women is easier to pass on. No, in this regard, Marda should... not worry about it.

Anyway, Norwier occasionally heard this kind of beating sound from Marda's room.

But for safety reasons, he never thought of opening the door.

Um?

Why do you ask?

Have you watched the movie?

Have you seen the animation?

This is a classic scene! The last second, the protagonist who was dying was still peeping in the room, the next second, he saw the secret and was about to escape. Then, generally speaking, when he turned his head, he saw the owner of the house or his guard standing behind him and said, "Where are you going?"

Then the next second the dog is brought by the dog at the speed of light.

Just kidding, knowing that he is a saint and has a great harm to the skeleton, he actually wants to provoke her? What a fuss!

However... curiosity sometimes defeats reason.

Norville knew he couldn't peek, but... sometimes, he still had to...

So he decided to attack head-on, so he knocked on the door of the saint.

"Who?"

"I, Norville. I have something to ask."

Soon, the door opened.

"What's up?"

"That... I want to ask, does the saint have a hobby that cannot be told to others? - Teacher Joel Jos."

Yes, the coward, Norwich, didn't dare to ask Marda, so he went to Joeljos indirectly.

"A good question. Although later generations call us saints, there is no doubt that before we become saints, we are also human beings. Naturally, we will have our own habits."

Joel Jos is probably the easiest person to talk to among all the saints. After all, he is a man and looks very gentle. When Joan of Arc said that Novel always felt that he didn't know where to put his eyes. If it was Marda, he would have to worry about being beaten to death by her.

"Then, is Teacher Joel Joss interested, too?"

This move seems to be asking Joel Jos, but in fact, the real killer move is behind. After Joel Jos introduced himself, you can use the situation to say "Where are other saints?" to safely obtain information.

In fact, Norville can escape this danger safely. However, his fierce curiosity is increasing day by day. Although he has speculation in his heart, he just wants a solid idea and wants someone to affirm his own speculation, and then he feels comfortable. This is like the comments under modern online news. Basically, everyone says his own speculation, then firmly believe that he is right, then divides the boundaries, argues with each other, and then waits for the truth to be announced. If the truth is the same as his own speculation, he will attack the person who had opposing opinions before. If it is different from his own speculation, he will leave a sentence: Who knows if there is a dark curtain! Someone must be covering up the truth! Then he will not continue to give evidence, so he will go to the Internet to find the next topic to debate.

What a pity, although he is no longer a human being, his mind still retains the human soul after all!

Joel Jos was also very happy. He carefully picked up the camera on the table. It was an old Canon camera, Japanese product, and there were only a few Japanese living in Chaldeans. Norville had already guessed who gave it to him. From a cute little rabbit sticker on the outside of the camera, it was speculated that it was given to Fujimaru Rika?

"Modern civilization is really amazing. In my time, it took a skilled painter to paint for several hours."

Oh! Photography!

Norville nodded.

As if intrigued, Joel Jos showed him his collection, which was a photo of the entire wall, and the scene was casual. The subject had everything from small objects to small animals to people to staff, just like an unpicky recorder who wanted to record everything he saw.

Um?

Norville suddenly noticed a photo.

That's a photo of Joan of Arc.

In the photo, Joan of Arc is lying on a haystack, his golden hair and the withered grass stems merged together, the saint's expression is soft, no longer the holiness of the past, nor the seriousness, but just a beautiful woman.

"What is this?"

"Oh, I can see it? This is my pride. Joan of Arc's hobby is to nap on the hay, which, according to her, will make himself most relaxed."

"So that's it - can this photo be given to me?"

"Oh? Do you like it? Yes. I still keep the negatives and can be printed."

"Well... it's not just that I like it, but there's something else to do. Then, does Saint Marda have any personal hobbies?"

Norville asked.

"Um?"

Joeljos raised his eyebrows, as if he understood something. He smiled slightly, "Then, isn't it best for us to ask her?"

"Wait, something will happen, right?"

"It doesn't matter."

Joeljos said this, tugging Norvell's arm hard and dragging him to Marda's room. Marda did not lock the door, so he pushed it away with a slap...

Norvell closed his eyes and tried hard to make himself look like a victim. But we all know that skeletons have no flesh and blood, and closing their eyes is impossible... Therefore, Norvell clearly saw Marda's figure from his eyes.

The Saint was throwing a piece of meat that was unknown to the table and repeatedly beat it with his fist...
Chapter completed!