"Your Highness, I wonder if I, Ryan, would be honored to invite you to taste some of my food?"

Upon hearing this, Jeanne performed a sacramental ritual and said with a smile, "Of course, it's my honor."

Then he sat on the chair that Ryan pulled out.

A green light flashed in Ryan's eyes, and the next moment, a chair woven with vines instantly appeared on the other side of the table.

He looked at Ophelia and said, "What about Her Royal Highness? The Holy Communion prepared by Her Royal Highness the Saint is not something you can enjoy at any time."

Ophelia nodded slightly, pulled up the hem of her skirt and bowed slightly to Ryan, "As you wish, Master Ryan."

After saying that, he came and sat down on the chair woven with green vines.

Then Ryan looked at Qitra, but Qitra shook her head, "Master Ryan, Qitra can't eat this. This communion contains too much light energy and a hint of faith power. I would feel uncomfortable if I ate it."

"What about Anna? Does Anna want to eat?"

Anna glanced at Qitra and shook her head. "No, Anna is staying with Sister Qitra."

Ryan looked at Qitra and Anna with confusion again, but seeing that they had such a good relationship, Ryan didn't say much and sat back in his chair.

The pastor on the side acted as a waiter, putting the food Ryan wanted to taste on his plate.

At this time, after Joan of Arc drank a sip of the moon dew nectar, Ryan raised a question.

"Master Ryan, although I don't know why the dwarf Fletcher can command monsters, you clearly have the ability to kill Fletcher before, so why didn't you kill him?"

"Now that the dwarves have lost the support of three level five monsters, they won't be as scary anymore."

Joan of Arc's question made several priests present look at Ryan.

Ryan put the golden apple flesh on the fork into his mouth, chewing it while looking at Joan of Arc with a strange look.

After swallowing the golden apple in his mouth, Ryan slowly spoke.

"I did have the ability to kill Fletcher at that time, but... why did I do that?"

"If Fletcher is killed... who will take away the Mist Lord's token?"

Joan of Arc's pupils shrank when she heard what Ryan said.

Ryan looked at Jeanne strangely and continued.

"Robbing the Mist Lord Tokens and Mist Tokens of other factions... Such a hateful act is something I, a righteous person, would never do."

"Wait until Fletcher has almost plundered the other forces, then I'll take action to kill him. What do you think the result will be?"

Joan of Arc was shocked when she heard what Ryan said. So that's it, so that's it.

It turns out that Fletcher poses no threat to Ryan...which is why Ryan can make such a plan.

"The result is... you will not only obtain all the tokens in Fletcher's hands, but also... gain a large amount of reputation." Joan of Arc said after pondering for a moment.

"Your Highness the Saint is so smart." Ryan raised the goblet on the table and gestured to Joan of Arc.

Seeing this, Joan of Arc picked up her glass and clinked it with Ryan's.

"Master Ryan... so calculating."

"Your Highness the Saint is so kind."