Dimensional Descent

Chapter 48

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Maps, especially during the middle ages, were incredibly expensive. Even a simple map would be worth hundreds of gold coins. Obviously, despite having been here for a long while, neither Aina nor Leonel had such funds.

If they didn't have a map, they would have no choice but to follow Joan's army from a distance. But if they did this, then the advantage they had in movement speed would be nullified and they'd lose their chance to prepare in advance. If this happened, their chances at changing history and capturing Paris would end in failure.

Leonel almost slapped his forehead. How could he forget something so important.

After frowning for a moment, memories gradually surfaced in his mind.

During his studies, since he had chosen French, he had of course seen many historic maps. It was just that the maps in these textbooks were incredibly crude and simple and would at most point him in a general direction.

After a while, Leonel shook his head. This wasn't good enough. A single mistake could throw them hundreds of miles off course.

"We're going to need to raid the military camp." Leonel suddenly said.

Aina nodded seriously. This really was the only choice.

There were probably cartographers in such a large base, but did they have the time to find out where they were? And even if they did find them, they would be within the city walls, something that would put them at a great disadvantage.

At the very least, the military camp definitely had what they were looking for. In addition, if they were found out, it would be comparatively easier to leave the military camp as opposed to a fortified castle.

my ax behind regardless." Aina

grinned. "Let's do it,

**

morning and our chances at

was seemingly the only one in the meeting of commanding officials who didn't have a solemn expression. All of them knew how difficult it would be to retake Paris, so obviously they weren't in the mood to smile. As a result, while the nobles were off drinking and

emotion flashed in Joan's eyes,

by the Bishop. Their role

on all those

had. All of their knowledge of him was by proxy of their

Aina. They had expected this result long ago.

feel sad? The disciples

"But won't Aina be needing her ax? How could

no other intentions with his questions. He really was just asking innocently. However, there were others among their band that had weird expressions

was that Joan had moved it from Leonel's tent to

Joan was about to try and dispel the awkward atmosphere, a

Can I come

the voice

We were

it was late, the space was illuminated by numerous candles. But, despite the fact it was a military tent, it carried a delicate fragrance that

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