Dimensional Descent

[Bonus chapter for 300 powerstones. Next at 400]

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.

couldn't leave my ax behind

grinned. "Let's

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be setting off tomorrow morning and our chances at victory will

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

emotion flashed in Joan's eyes, but she

been taken in by the Bishop.

appeared on all those in the

like Joan had. All of their knowledge of him was by proxy of their big

be helped. They didn't have great abiltiies like Joan, Leonel or Aina. They had expected this result long

these matters, there'll obviously come a day where you're all rewarded for your service. Is there a need to feel sad? The disciples of

big sister." Michael pouted like a child. "But won't Aina be

there were others among their band that had

had moved it from Leonel's tent to place it here. There wasn't anything inherently wrong with this action. After all, they would be heading out soon and Aina wasn't here. But,

dispel the awkward atmosphere, a voice suddenly came from the

Joan? Can I

in astonishment, because the voice was actually

in! We were just talking about you, you lucky

face poked through the flaps to find the few of them having a meeting around a table. Since 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 made