"My God... I've been here before!" Baron Milton cried. "Look at that castle over there... This is Le Havre! It's north of Paris!"
"Lord God above, we've really come home!"
"Long live Your Excellency Divine Envoy!"
The members of the French delegation embraced one another, tears of excitement streaming down their faces. Though the journey east had not taken long, the miraculous voyage and overwhelming joy of returning home after being in a foreign land only moments ago left them unable to contain their emotions.
Even though they could not understand what these foreigners were shouting, the Immortal Alliance cultivators could sense their joy from their expressions.
That was until Joan of Arc appeared before them with a squad of cavalry.
"Your Excellency Divine Envoy, welcome. It seems the teleportation array has operated successfully." She dismounted and placed a hand over her chest in salute to Chen Xuan. Chen Xuan had already briefed her beforehand; she only needed to recite her lines.
"Allow me to introduce her. This is the commander-in-chief of the French army, Saintess Joan of Arc," Chen Xuan said.
The cultivators were greatly astonished!
The commander of an entire kingdom's military was actually a woman? And judging by her full suit of armor, she was clearly not the sort of strategist who remained behind the lines. She was a general who personally led troops into battle.
Governor Xu Yuanqing had seen grand occasions before. Maintaining his composure, he cupped his fists toward Joan of Arc. "I am the Immortal Alliance Governor from the Central Plains Dynasty in the East. These fifteen are representatives of the Immortal Alliance delegation, responsible for handling matters involving cultivators from various regions who encounter problems in the West. As for those behind us wearing jade plaques, they are orthodox cultivators from their