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Ian held hands with his sister.

"Brother... there are so many people." Jeanne's expression was quite emotional, "Everyone seems to want to see His Royal Highness the Prince be crowned king."

Hearing this, Ian smiled calmly.

"Isn't that natural?"

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

"We finally have our own king, so we should be happy."

"It seems so."

Joan of Arc looked at her brother beside her, her expression appearing quite happy.

"This feeling should be similar to when I saw my brother wake up, right?"

"…That's possible."

"That--"

Jeanne squeezed her brother's hand.

"Let's go over there quickly!"

"okay."

[You and Jeanne follow the crowd and squeeze forward.]

[You have come to the largest cathedral in Reims—this is where Charles VII will be crowned.]

[There are many people coming here, blocking your view. ]

【Finally you let Jeanne sit on your shoulders.】

"Can you see it?"

Ian asked, his view completely blocked by the crowd.

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

"Brother... I feel like I'm back to my childhood~"

"You talk like that, like how old you are now."

Ian said this, but his expression seemed very happy - he was actually recalling the time when he took Jeanne to catch fish and climb trees as a child.

At that time, she actually said that she wanted to marry me.

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

It's unexpected.

"Hold on tight, don't drop it."

"Hmm~!"

Amidst everyone's anticipation, Charles VII was escorted by soldiers to the door of Reims Cathedral.

At this moment, he is no longer as haggard as he was in Chinon, but instead has a more confident look.

The heavy black wooden door of the church was slowly pushed open.

The old bishop came out.

There were tears in his eyes as he held a crown - perhaps he had been waiting for this day for a long time.

The old bishop glanced at Charles VII, and then read the coronation words in a voice that was not loud but clear enough.

"The glory shines forever, the angels bless, and the king's eyes finally embrace the earth."

"Even though the enemy is numerous, they can be driven away, and the king's sword will be invincible."

"So I follow your advice and grant you this crown."

"May you bring eternal peace to France."

Charles VII took the crown from the old bishop with great respect and placed it on his head.

He turned around and looked seriously at the French people who were witnessing his coronation as king.

"Everyone."

"I know you've been oppressed for a long time - I feel for you on this point."

"but--"

"From today on, things like this will be a thing of the past."

“Because the Lord is watching me…He is showing me a way to restore the France of the past.”

Charles VII drew his sword and pointed it toward the sky.

"I--"

"Charles VII will definitely fulfill this promise and let you all enjoy the glory!!"

"Wow--!!!!!"

A deafening roar broke out in the church square.

People's eyes were filled with excitement, looking forward to the vision of the future.

【Charles VII completed his coronation ceremony—he officially became the King of France.】

[He will lead the people of France onto a new path and recover the remaining territory.]

[But before that, you need to fulfill the promise you just made to Jeanne. ]

【You will meet Charles VII with her. 】

Inside Reims Cathedral.

Charles VII, who had just completed the coronation ceremony, was discussing some details with the old bishop.

At this time, Ian and his sister Joan walked in.

The two men had considerable status in the French army, so the soldiers at the door did not stop them.

"Your Majesty." Ian addressed the man in front of him who was radiating new life with some respect.

Hearing the familiar voice, Charles VII turned around.

After discovering that it was Ian and Joan of Arc, he signaled the old bishop and other followers to leave first.

In the huge church, there were only three people left.

Charles VII was very grateful to the two people in front of him, especially Joan of Arc.

He spoke in a tone that he would use when treating distinguished guests:

"It's you guys, what's going on?"

Ian and Jeanne looked at each other, and the younger sister spoke first:

"Your Majesty, I have something to ask of you."

"Please ask me?" Charles VII frowned slightly.

It can be seen that he seemed a little worried - this is the caution of a person in power.

"What is it? If it's too difficult, I may not be able to help you."

"That's not true!" Joan of Arc quickly dispelled Charles VII's concerns, "We just want His Majesty to be a witness!"

"..."

Charles VII was stunned for a moment, then forced an awkward smile.

"that……"

He looked at Jeanne, then at Ian.

"What you call a witness... doesn't that mean you two?"

"Yes, Your Majesty, you are right."

Ian held tightly the hand of his sister beside him.

"I want to marry Miss Jeanne here in Reims... so I hope to get the blessing of His Majesty the King."

"..."

【Charles VII fell into silence.】

[His expression seemed a little complicated, as if he was worried about something.]

【You realize that this may not be as simple as Joan of Arc imagined. 】

【You decide to find out what's going on.】

"Your Majesty the King."

Ian looked at the thin man in front of him.

“Are we asking too much?”

"No." Charles VII shook his head.

"I know the relationship between you two, and it's not excessive to ask for this."

"It's just... under the current circumstances, I may not be able to witness your marriage."

"What does this mean?" Ian asked, "Is it because His Majesty the King thinks we don't deserve this blessing?"

"Of course not. I saw everything you and Jeanne did. You certainly deserve my blessing."

"only--"

Charles VII looked at Joan of Arc, his eyes full of worry.

"I am afraid that if I perform your wedding publicly, the soldiers will no longer be as brave as before."

【Charles VII's words are not difficult to understand.】

[As the French army continues to expand, the number of people who know about your relationship with Joan of Arc is far less than you might imagine.]

[And Joan of Arc has become a symbol of the army in a sense. ]

"If I publicly support your wedding, I will most likely destroy this symbolism and make the soldiers no longer heroic."

[This is undoubtedly a heavy blow to the French army at this moment. ]

[It makes sense that you realize this is Charles VII's concern - after all, France has not yet been completely liberated.]

【However, Joan of Arc seems to have thought of a solution to this problem. 】

"Your Majesty." Joan of Arc blinked her beautiful blue eyes.

"So according to you... as long as it doesn't affect the morale of the army, then it's fine?"

"Yes." Charles VII nodded, "As long as it does not affect the morale of the army, I am very willing to preside over this wedding for you."

"After all... you two have indeed made a great contribution to us, and you deserve this kind of treatment."

"That--"

Jeanne blushed slightly.

"In this case, please have your Majesty preside over a secret wedding for us!"

"Don't invite anyone, just me, Monsieur Pierre, and His Majesty the King."

When these words were spoken, not to mention Charles VII, even Ian felt surprised.

This is a once-in-a-lifetime wedding.

"Jeanna, you..."

"It's okay~"

Joan of Arc looked at her brother, her eyes filled with love for him.

"I don't care if there's a big wedding or if there's enough people to see it."

"Those don't mean much to me... because I'm marrying you, not them."

"If you want to... then what's the difference between one person knowing and ten thousand people knowing?"