Age of Heroes, I Was Exposed by Alaya

In the video.

The young Saintess shook her head, "I'm sorry, I don't want to deceive anyone."

"These people died with the belief of saving their country. Only we who are alive can give their deaths the value they deserve."

The Nameless Heroic Spirit stared at her, a relaxed smile on his face, "So, let me deceive the world, and let me bear everything. You just need to be a holy and radiant Saintess!"

Seeing this, all the viewers understood the meaning of the video title.

Anyone who heard these words could confirm that he was a true knight who selflessly dedicated himself, willing to walk in darkness and bear all sins!

A true nameless hero!

Joan looked at him with complex emotions, "Who exactly are you? Why are you doing this?"

"Just a Nameless Heroic Spirit."

The other party replied with a smile, his red cloak fluttering in the wind.

At this moment.

The dark clouds dispersed, and sunlight shone on the man, making him appear extremely sacred and transcendent.

[Ahhhh, this man is so handsome, I want to fence with him!]

[So romantic, I'm crying with envy. If a man said this to me, I'd go get our marriage certificate right away!]

[It all makes sense now! Your name is unknown, your deeds will last forever!]

[Isn't this more exciting than Boruto?]

"Damn it, he's really handsome!"

Luo Ya couldn't help but stare, her eyes shining.

He had the same face as that shut-in Wei Gong at home, yet he was handsome enough to make her heart race.

Next.

With the Nameless Heroic Spirit's assistance, Joan began to claim that she had received revelations from "the Lord" and that she had personally witnessed the Archangel serving the Lord.

As proof, she accurately predicted that the French Army would be defeated in the Battle of the Herrings!

Prince Charles, who was leading the French Army, had tried every conventional and rational option, but all had failed.

In despair, he had no choice but to believe this illiterate village girl who claimed to be guided by God and let her command the army.

A miracle happened!

Saintess Joan held a banner, which was a pure white flag hanging from the tip of a spear.

It was embroidered with golden fleurs-de-lis.

She waved the holy banner and led the French Army to victory after victory, actually recapturing Orléans!

Having achieved immense merit, the Saintess refused to be ennobled by the King, only requesting that the taxes for her birth village be waived.

She truly did it without seeking reward, willing to sacrifice!

"As expected of an edited video, only certain clips are used. The scenes change so quickly," Luo Ya couldn't help but complain.

The war scenes were all skipped using movie footage.

However, if one looked closely, the Nameless Heroic Spirit was beside Saintess Joan in every shot!

He possessed formidable combat power, stepping forward to turn the tide every time a crisis arose.

Otherwise, how could a group of soldiers, who were practically militia, defeat ferocious enemy troops?

In battle after battle, the Nameless Heroic Spirit forged the formidable title of "Red Phantom."

His subordinates worshiped him fanatically, and his enemies were terrified at the mere mention of his name.

He truly did it!

Willingly remaining nameless, yet present everywhere, he assisted Joan in recapturing Orléans!

"Nameless Heroic Spirit... I never expected such a noble person, who upholds justice, is content with anonymity, and dedicates himself silently, to exist. Truly admirable!"

Luo Ya's eyes sparkled as she looked at him.

A man who silently protects you is like a deadly poison to a woman.

It made the gossip fire in her heart burn fiercely.

Did Saintess Joan and this person...

At this moment, The screen suddenly shifted from the ultimate war scene to a burning pyre.

The blonde girl was tied to a cross, with a large pile of firewood beneath her.

Countless people surrounded the pyre, shouting loudly:

"She is not a Saintess guided by the Lord at all, but a witch who was bewitched by the devil and wants to drag us to hell!"

"We've been deceived!"

"Burn her! Burn her! Burn her!"

The frenzied shouts of the crowd converged into an incredibly shocking and cruel scene.

"These people really deserve to die! Nameless Heroic Spirit, hurry and take her away, far from France!" Luo Ya's heart ached more and more for the Saintess.

She had paid every price, led the army to liberate Orléans, and was about to completely defeat the invading army.

Yet, she was betrayed by the very people she saved and sent to the stake!

Countless foolish commoners would rather suffocate to death in a metal house.

Than listen to the words of the clear-headed and willingly sacrifice everything to fight.

Pitying their misfortune, hating their lack of ambition!

[Damn, the Saintess clearly saved France, but she's betrayed by the people she saved. No wonder Emperor Napoleon refused to become the Emperor of France!]

[Sigh, in the face of the wheels of fate, humans are still too weak!]

[Why doesn't the Nameless Heroic Spirit save her?]

[Please, Nameless Heroic Spirit, come out quickly and save the Saintess!]

As if hearing the calls of the people, the Nameless Heroic Spirit descended!

His red cloak fluttered in the wind, carving a bloody path through the crowd.

The originally fanatical crowd retreated, their faces filled with terror: "Red Phantom, don't come any closer!"

His reputation for cutting his way through was such that no one dared to stop him.

Everyone watched with their own eyes as he walked towards the execution pyre.

Forceful! Dominating! Unstoppable!

The Nameless Heroic Spirit stood on the pyre, his black eyes sweeping across the crowd like a god of death, filled with mocking laughter: "You fools! Do you even know that it was she who led you to liberate Orléans and repel the invaders?"

Despite being contemptuously called fools by him, not a single commoner, soldier, or even noble below dared to retort loudly.

They hated him to the extreme, yet feared him to the extreme!

The originally fanatical crowd fell silent, looking at him with anger and terror.

However.

The Nameless Heroic Spirit didn't care about their reactions at all, turning to look at the Saintess bound to the cross.

He reached out to the girl: "Joan, why must you sacrifice yourself for these fools? Come, let me take you away!"

One man standing on the pyre, making hundreds below dare not make a sound.

This was the prestige the Red Phantom had earned through countless battles!

He was like a ghost roaming the battlefield, wantonly slaughtering enemies.

Whether soldier or general, none had the slightest chance of survival before him!

[This is the Nameless Heroic Spirit?!]

[You don't believe it, but I do! He's nameless, yet more powerful than the famous ones!]

[So cool! So cool... it's leaking out!]

[So, why is such a powerful and domineering Nameless Heroic Spirit completely undocumented?]

"This is so romantic! Saintess, quickly agree to him and elope with him!"

Luo Ya couldn't help but bite her lip, her small face flushed with excitement.

A strong and domineering man was the most reassuring for a girl.

Compared to that shut-in at home, who was always lazy and looked half-asleep.

She worried if she'd have to protect him if they encountered thugs.

However.

Under the gaze of everyone below, under the gaze of countless spectators.

The Saintess gently shook her head.

"I will no longer be deceived, nor will I allow myself to be betrayed again. Since I can no longer hear the Lord's voice, it means the Lord has long lost faith in this country!"

On Joan's face, which should have been filled with despair, she looked at him with immense tenderness, "Nameless, you did nothing wrong! Let me bear all this, and use my death to awaken these ignorant masses!"

At this moment, the Saintess, who was originally divine and powerful, revealed a smile as innocent and cute as a little girl's.

So cute it was heartbreaking.

The Nameless Heroic Spirit reached out and gently stroked her golden hair, smiling tenderly as well: "Joan, you've done enough. When you become a Heroic Spirit, live the life you want."

At this moment, the flames roared, and the ignorant masses cheered wildly.

"No, I don't want you to die with me! Nameless, please live on!" Joan's eyes welled up with tears, and she reached out, trying to push him away with all her might.

The man, however, grabbed her hand, full of apology: "I'm sorry, it's time for my magnificent exit too."

The flames crackled, devouring the two like demons from hell.

The cheers of countless ignorant masses transformed into the most terrifying depiction of hell, inspiring awe and dread.

The Nameless Heroic Spirit's body dissolved into countless points of light, slowly fading away.

This miraculous sight left the cheering, ignorant masses utterly stunned, each and every one of them.

It wasn't just the Nameless Heroic Spirit; a miraculous scene unfolded on the Saintess as well.

She broke free from her restraints within the raging inferno and cut her own palm.

Then, she knelt, clasped her hands together, closed her eyes, and assumed a praying posture.

A devout and ethereal voice echoed throughout the heavens and earth—

"My end is here, my destiny is here, my life is here!"

"With the only thing remaining, I wish to protect his steps!"

"Lord, this body I entrust to Your will—"

"After despair, hope will surely come!!!"