The Martial Unity

[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 regardless."

"Let's do

**

morning and our chances

be to retake Paris, so obviously they weren't in the mood to smile. As a result, while the nobles were off drinking and eating, celebrating the new crowned King's ascension to the throne, they were diligently

flashed in Joan's

in by the Bishop.

appeared on all those

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

abiltiies like Joan, Leonel or Aina. They had expected

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

big sister." Michael pouted like a child. "But won't Aina be needing her ax? How

intentions with his questions. He really was just asking innocently. However, there were others among their band that had weird expressions on

at a corner of the military tent. But, this wasn't the most important point. The key here was that Joan had moved it from Leonel's tent to place it here. There wasn't anything

as Joan was about to try and dispel the awkward atmosphere, a voice suddenly came from the tent's

Can I

the voice was actually Leonel's. What

laughed happily. "Come in, come in! We were just talking about you,

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,