The world of Type-Moon starts with saving Altria!

"don't want……"

"Don't abandon me again..."

On the other side, Black Jeanne was already sitting in the corner.

She was hugging the child and was currently covering his ears.

The current situation of the "shelter" must not be made known to this child - otherwise, there will definitely be very bad consequences.

Just saying that...

Black Joan of Arc looked at her sister Joan of Arc's beautiful golden ponytail fluttering like waves, feeling a little embarrassed and confused.

He felt embarrassed, naturally because his sister's appearance was somewhat unexpected.

Even until just now, Black Jeanne d'Arc had never expected her sister to have such an expression.

As for the doubtful words, they were about Black Jeanne's confusion about her sister's situation.

Was she originally like this?

To know……

My sister is usually very sensitive about this kind of thing. But on special days, she would even go to the waterfall and wash herself for a whole day until all the thoughts disappeared.

It can be said that she is the embodiment of "abstinence".

but……

It doesn't seem difficult to understand.

After all, the man holding her fingers now was no longer the ethereal air, but the real man.

If it were me, I would probably care more than she does.

No.

It's not a fear, it's definitely possible.

That man is the most important person in every sense - if possible, I would like to stay with him forever and never be separated.

only……

Let's wait until he wakes up before we talk about that kind of thing.

If I lose him like this, how long will it take before we meet again?

Black Joan of Arc didn't dare to think about it, nor did she want to think about it.

"Wake up quickly...you bastard brother, didn't you promise that you would never abandon us again when we meet again?"

This may have been Joan of Arc's most indulgent day.

She usually cultivates herself and cultivates herself, but now she shows the opposite side of herself and is constantly "tempting" him.

"elder brother……"

"You clearly said that we would never be apart again when we met next time, didn't you?"

Perhaps Satan's arm worked, or perhaps Ian heard the call from his sister.

After Joan of Arc said countless words that were inappropriate for a nun, she suddenly felt a pair of eyes looking at her.

"Joan of Arc..."

"..."

At that moment, Joan of Arc felt like her breathing was about to stop.

And such a reaction also indirectly affects men.

"Joan, I..."

"Stop talking—"

The excited Jeanne met her brother's gaze, and with a trembling voice, she whispered:

"elder brother……"

"Finally see you."

"I miss you so much……"

That day, Black Jeanne saw for the first time what it meant for a girl to have insufficient memory.

"Should I help out next time..." The dragon girl sighed.

795. The Reunion of Sisters Joan of Arc/A Quest Across Life (4k)

"Brother is really amazing..."

"Just once, it reminded me of everything in the past..."

"I'm quite satisfied..."

"How are you feeling, brother... Did you miss me?"

Listening to her sister Joan of Arc's mumbling one sentence after another, tiny blue veins popped out on Black Joan of Arc's forehead.

"elder sister!"

"That's enough! What should I do if a child hears what you say?"

"Eh……"

Joan of Arc, who was sitting in front of Ian with her arms around his neck and expressing her love with the most enthusiastic look, then turned her head to look at her sister Black Joan of Arc.

only--

At this moment, she was completely lost in longing.

That was a look completely different from the self-disciplined saintly lady's expression.

In a sense, this might be her Alter state?

"Sister, I'm sorry..."

Joan of Arc responded softly to her sister with love at their reunion, and even her flawless white skin turned a little redder.

"I just... miss my brother so much."

"..."

This reason alone blocked everything Black Jeanne wanted to say next.

Yes.

Just hearing the word "miss you" was enough to make me unable to come up with any reason to refute it.

After all...am I not also looking forward to seeing my brother?

Now, the opportunity to express my feelings first was simply taken away at the perfect moment.

"That's not the case!"

Black Jeanne's voice became a little softer, and it no longer sounded as powerful as it did at the beginning.

"Sister, I..."

"Feeling lonely, huh?"

Joan of Arc seemed to understand everything and said so.

"So--"

"come on."

"Brother must want to see you too."

"Hey, this..."

When she heard that she could go through, Black Jeanne suddenly became panicked.

She felt that she should refuse, but it seemed that if she refused she would miss some very important opportunities that might never come again.

Finally, Joan of Arc thought of a reason - that was the child in her arms.

"no!"

"I can't go over there! This child needs someone to take care of him!"

"That's not necessary, actually." Jeanne rested her head on Ian's strong chest, hugged him, and said with a smile, "That child, like us, has been blessed from the moment he was born."

"So even if we put it aside temporarily like now, there won't be any problem."

"Besides -"

Joan of Arc looked at the child in her sister's arms.

"She looks like she's sound asleep, doesn't she?"

"..."

It was hard enough to watch Ian and his sister Jeanne enjoying the joy of their reunion alone.

Now that there is such an opportunity in front of her, Black Joan of Arc naturally feels like countless bugs are crawling on her body.

Correct!

do not miss it!

If you miss it, you don’t know when you will have the next chance!

You must seize the opportunity!

After placing the child in a safe place, Black Joan of Arc came to her sister Joan of Arc and brother Ian.

"what should I do?"

"Of course it is——"

Joan of Arc smiled and stepped back a little, leaving a space that looked big enough for someone to squeeze in.

"A reunion hug, huh?"

"..."

Although she always felt that there was something wrong with this "space", Jeanne d'Arc felt as if her legs were infused with some kind of magic and began to move on their own.

Soon, she came to the space vacated by her sister.

only--

The moment she arrived, Black Jeanne regretted it.

Because his sister Joan of Arc and his brother Ian laughed almost at the same time.

"Brother, my sister came here without hesitation."

"Yeah...it's true."

This feeling of being the only one being kept in the dark naturally caused dissatisfaction in Black Jeanne d'Arc.

"Hey!"

"What do you two mean?"

"Nothing." Jeanne looked at her sister tenderly, "I just wanted to make sure you wouldn't be so lonely."

"And feel my brother's love once again."

"Sister, would you be willing?"

"..."

Black Jeanne turned her head to the side and muttered softly.

"That's only natural. How can you two be celebrating your reunion while I'm left out in the cold?"

"That's great! In that case, our party is about to begin!"

"Eh!"

After a while.

Jeanne tidied her clothes, held her child in her arms, and looked at her trembling sister who was hugging her knees beside her with a smile on her face.