She felt hungry here, but she did not have a penny on her. Having never even considered asking for help, she could only wander around until night fell.
Jeanne d'Arc Alter did not realize how strange her clothes were, nor did she notice that what she wore was not armor. She could only sense that less than a tenth of her power remained, leaving her like an ordinary young girl.
She could not walk anymore—
Jeanne d'Arc Alter stopped on an overpass. Cars flowed back and forth below, and she could not help thinking, I'm so hungry. My stomach's growling.
Fortunately, this unfamiliar place was full of indifference. Everyone hurried along, and no one would notice her pathetic state. Just as Jeanne d'Arc Alter was about to continue walking through this strange city, a somewhat familiar voice sounded beside her.
"I've watched you walk around all day. Have something to eat."
Jeanne d'Arc Alter looked at the familiar man before her—no, at this point, he should have been a boy. She stared at him in slight surprise. Although she could not understand what he was saying, she understood that he was telling her to eat.
Fluent French burst from Jeanne d'Arc Alter's mouth. "Tch. Even when you're smaller, you're still just as irritating!"
Though she said that, Jeanne d'Arc Alter obediently accepted the food from the boy and began eating. The boy sat beside her. "Um... sorry, I don't understand. But I followed you around all day, and you didn't eat anything. Don't tell me you came here on vacation with your family, then ran away from home?"
Jeanne d'Arc Alter paused. Then, remembering that Bai Ming did not know French at all, she switched to Chinese. "No. I don't have a family."
"By the way, is your white hair