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

Joan of Arc dared not ask any further questions.

They had only been chatting for a short while when his brother already had two wives.

If this continues, little five, little six, and little seven might come out soon!

Seeing that his Master Jeanne had stopped speaking, Gareth hesitated for a moment before continuing to answer Mordred's question.

"Xiao Mo, I had the same doubts as you at first."

“But my brother Gao Wen told me that this is the best way to handle it.”

"After all... even if Father gains such an honor, it doesn't really mean anything."

"But if the old king could gain this credit, Camelot would be able to enjoy long-term peace and stability."

"..."

Mordred did not respond to her sister Gareth's question.

Obviously.

She didn't really like that explanation.

Because this would be tantamount to negating everything the father had done.

but--

She could also understand that this might be the best choice.

After all, Camelot did indeed live a very wealthy life after that.

If there is indeed a connection between the two, then this approach is not entirely incomprehensible.

A deathly silence suddenly fell around the campfire.

After a long silence, the saintess spoke again:

"So...did your father sacrifice himself for Camelot back then?"

"Yes."

Gareth nodded, his eyes filled with longing.

"Perhaps... we should have done what Mother said and kept Father in the city instead of letting him go to war with the old king."

"..."

Joan of Arc was overwhelmed with thoughts.

Although I never actually went to that era.

But listening to Gareth and Mordred's descriptions, she could also sense how important her brother had been during that time.

This is someone whom two kings of the same country fondly remember.

It must have been an act of heroism beyond imagination.

Although she didn't know how her brother had managed to transcend time.

But that's not something you need to worry about.

That word is so apt—"hero".

That's right.

He is a true hero.

This is true at all times.

So--

It's not hard to understand why someone might fall in love with a hero.

but--

Although I can convince myself internally.

But looking at Gareth and Mordred in front of her, Joan of Arc was still a little annoyed.

After all, in her mind, she planned to have several children for him and then live together.

Now it seems... it was completely stolen by someone else!

She suddenly became the aunt of two girls of similar age!

Really!

What's going on here?!

And to be honest—

I don't want it to be just this level!

She should at least be their stepmother!

Gareth and Mordred had no idea what Joan of Arc was thinking at that moment.

They just felt that the saint seemed to have suddenly become unhappy.

"Master... what's wrong with you?"

"nothing!"

Let's stop here for today.

With Joan of Arc's words, an unexpected nighttime conversation came to an end.

But the truly unexpected thing was yet to come.

Several days later, the group, who had been cautious throughout their journey, finally arrived at the Demon King's castle, Orleans.

however--

What awaited them there was not the great battle they had imagined.

Ian, covered in blood, stood at the city gate.

Bathed in sunlight, the man radiated a scarlet glow.

At that moment, something seemed to be dissipating from his hands.

That's a person.

Or rather... a cat?

Amidst the astonished gazes of the crowd, he forced a smile and said:

"Everyone... it's been a long time."

242. Ta-Miao's Last Confession / Kill Through Orleans / Absolute Magic Reserve (4k)

Let's rewind to three hours before Joan of Arc arrived in Orléans.

Late at night, inside the Demon King's castle in Orleans.

A breath of hot air was exhaled from Jeanne Alter's mouth.

The Dragon Witch looked at the man beneath her, a hint of confusion creeping into her golden eyes.

"Honey...you're so amazing!"

"This makes me even happier than I imagined!"

"..."

Listening to Jeanne Alter's ramblings, Ian did not respond directly with words, but instead reached out and gently stroked the Dragon Witch's long hair.

"That--"

"Joan of Arc, do you still want it?"

"Yes~" Jeanne d'Arc Alter responded without hesitation.

She was completely unaware that she had become his girlfriend, and she seemed quite engrossed in it.

in the room.

The Dragon Witch's voice of enjoyment echoed once again.

She genuinely enjoys doing this with him.

After a long period of passionate lovemaking, Jeanne Alter peacefully drifted off to sleep.

For Ian, however, his plan was only just beginning.

After confirming several times that Jeanne Alter was indeed asleep, the man got out of bed.

Before leaving, he took one last look at the sleeping Jeanne d'Arc Alter, then slammed the door shut.

in the corridor.

Atalanta, fully armed, had been waiting there for a long time.

Holding the Tauropolos bow, she appeared to be in better fighting condition than usual.

but--

At this moment, the catgirl's face turned completely red, and her tail was half-dangled.

Looking at Ian, who was standing awkwardly by her side, she muttered something shyly.

"Wow, so many times... I hadn't even noticed before."

"..."

Knowing that Atalanta had overheard the whole thing outside, Ian gave a wry smile, then reached out and gently stroked her soft head.

"no way."

"You know... how dedicated Joan of Arc was to this kind of thing."

"If we hadn't done that, I probably wouldn't be out of here now."

Upon hearing this explanation, Atalanta's two cat ears twitched slightly.

At this moment, she felt a pang of sympathy for the man in front of her.