In the world of Type-Moon, it all begins with becoming Morgan's husband!

"Because Jeanne is really amazing... she always seems to hit the perfect spot, like she's tried it many times before."

“Hmm~ You guessed right.” Joan of Arc swallowed the affection from her brother. “When you’re unconscious, you often have these kinds of instinctive arousals.”

"Wait a minute, you wouldn't..."

"Hehe~"

Joan of Arc took out her handkerchief and gently wiped away the traces from the corner of her mouth.

"But let's not worry about that for now~"

"Brother, come with me to see His Highness the Prince... oh, now I should call him His Majesty the King!"

"Hmm?" Ian asked, somewhat puzzled. "Are you congratulating him?"

"Congratulations are part of it, but there are more important things to do."

Joan of Arc began wiping the stick for her brother.

"I would like to ask His Majesty the King to be the witness at our wedding."

"Witness?"

"Ah."

Joan of Arc looked at her brother, tilted her head slightly, and smiled sweetly.

"I--"

"I want to marry my brother!"

205. Joan of Arc Wants to Get Married / The Wedding Watched by the King / The Coronation Ceremony (4k)

"..."

Ian paused for a moment.

He wondered if he had just hallucinated.

"Jeanne, what are you saying?"

Perhaps realizing the considerable impact her words had, Joan of Arc moved even closer to the ground.

Those azure eyes stared intently at her brother, filled with the purest of supplications.

"I said--"

"I want to be witnessed by His Majesty the King!"

"Marry my brother!"

This time I heard it clearly.

It was his own younger sister who said she wanted to marry him.

"Jean, you..."

Ian had barely finished speaking when his sister Joan interrupted him.

"Brother, shouldn't your answer at this point be 'I do'?"

"Your sister...she's been so proactive!"

As Joan of Arc spoke these words, a few strands of white silk, not completely wiped clean, still clung to the corners of her mouth.

Those were the marks left from her recent sexual encounter with him—she didn't seem to mind showing her unsatisfied state in front of him.

"Or--"

"Do you want to refuse your sister's marriage proposal?"

After saying this, Joan of Arc's expression became somewhat tense—she was still worried that it might really be like this.

of course.

Ian, of course, wouldn't refuse her.

He gently stroked his sister's head, as if he wanted to grasp all the efforts she had made during this time.

"Brother... I just really want to know why you suddenly brought this up."

"You've never said anything like this before, have you?"

"If my brother wants to ask this—"

Joan of Arc put her hands behind her back and tilted her head slightly to look at her brother.

"I guess I want my brother to become dependent on me~"

"I want to be the first person my brother sees when he wakes up."

"I also want to be the first person to hold my brother's hand when he's lonely."

"If needed—"

"Helping you deal with your sexual desires, like you did before, is also an option!"

"In short, I just want my brother to become dependent on me!"

"..."

You understand Joan of Arc's feelings.

You decide to face it all head-on—after all, you already knew how she felt.

You responded to her request.

"I understand."

Ian held Joan's hand tightly.

“Since Jeanne wants to do this… then let’s ask His Majesty the King to be our witness.”

“Mmm~” Joan of Arc smiled sweetly.

You made a promise to get married.

However, before that, you need to attend Charles VII's coronation ceremony.

[This is a moment that France should record.]

[Because when Charles VII became king, Henry V's claim to the French throne, obtained through the invasion of a dragon, would be completely invalidated.]

This is a step that must be taken no matter what.

Reims, a city in eastern France.

Due to the setbacks of previous wars, the site, which served as the coronation and consecration ceremony for successive French kings, had been under the joint control of the English and Burgundians.

After the Battle of the Dragons in Orleans, Joan of Arc, who was given the title of "Saint," led the army and turned the tide of the war.

While ensuring her brother's safety, she successfully escorted Charles VII all the way to this place of great importance to France.

now--

The once-fallen Crown Prince of France will be crowned here and become the new king.

Upon hearing the news, the French people excitedly took to the streets of Reims.

Many of them may have never seen the prince before, but at this moment they all regarded him as a symbol of the rebirth of France.

They were about to witness this frail man take the crown and be crowned queen—which ironically made the invincible Joan of Arc seem less remarkable at this moment.

in the crowd.

Ian and his sister are holding hands.

“Brother…there are so many people.” Joan of Arc’s expression was quite wistful. “Everyone seems to really want to see His Highness the Prince crowned as king.”

Upon hearing this, Ian smiled calmly.

"Isn't that natural?"

"After all, this place has long been controlled by the English and Burgundians."

"We've finally welcomed our own French king, so of course we're happy."

"It seems so."

Joan of Arc looked at her brother beside her, her expression showing great joy.

"This feeling is probably similar to when I saw my brother wake up, right?"

"...That's actually quite possible."

"That--"

Joan of Arc gripped her brother's hand tightly.

"Let's go over there quickly!"

"okay."

You and Joan of Arc pushed your way forward with the crowd.

You have arrived at the largest church in Reims—the place where Charles VII will be crowned.

There are too many people here, blocking your view.

Finally, you let Joan of Arc sit on your shoulders.

"Can you see it?"

"My view was completely blocked by the crowd," Ian asked.

"Yes~" Joan of Arc's response came quickly.

"Brother... I feel like I've gone back to when I was a child~"

"You talk as if you're that old."

Ian said this, but his expression showed that he was very happy—he was actually recalling the time when he took Joan of Arc to catch fish and climb trees when they were children.

She really did say she wanted to marry me back then.

In the blink of an eye... it really became a reality.