I, authentic, little sun

The dazed Joan of Arc suddenly came to her senses, and she tried to open her eyes. The next moment, she covered her mouth in shock to prevent her voice from coming out.

At the first glance, Joan saw Zhengzong who was still sleeping soundly, and the warmth she felt was precisely because she was almost curled up in the other's embrace.

At the same time, Leticia, who was awake with Jeanne, also felt unbelievable emotions from inside.

Her emotions were so complicated that Joan's brain went down for a while, and she seemed to see Leticia questioning herself with tears in her eyes.

'I just fell asleep, why are you lying on the same bed! '

"Ugh..."

The shame made Joan unable to help but let out a groan, and before she had time to consider the specific reasons for the situation, she quickly accepted Leticia's consciousness deep in her heart.

"Leticia, you misunderstood, I don't know what's going on!"

However, Leticia, who was already on the inside and her consciousness was not as clear as usual, how could she listen to her in a trance after seeing this scene?

Joan of Arc took possession of her, then robbed the person she liked, and even slept in the same bed with him... This kind of thing could never happen, but it really happened before her eyes.

Letitia lost her ability to think.

At this moment, Yoyo woke up... No, Sea King Zhengzong, who was already awake, couldn't continue to ignore it.

Otherwise, he suspects that the shameful Joan of Arc and the life-suspicious Leticia will split their minds.

"You're awake... Joan of Arc." Zhengzong said as if he was relieved.

"It's great that you're fine. You suddenly fainted yesterday, which really frightened me."

"Huh? Faint...fainted?"

It was only then that Joan remembered that she fell asleep because she was too tired yesterday because of this body.

Logically speaking, as a heroic spirit, she doesn't need to rest. It seems not surprising that Zhengzong mistook her for an accident and fell into a coma without knowing the specific reason.

So, the other party is guarding him here because he is worried about her?

Thinking of this, Joan of Arc breathed a sigh of relief, a little shy, and apologized with a slightly red face.

"I'm sorry, because of an error in the Holy Grail summoning mechanism, I need to eat and sleep just like ordinary people, so I've troubled you..."

Hearing this, Leticia finally calmed down, and her hanging heart fell back, thinking pitifully silently.

Great, things are not as I imagined...

In this way, Zhengzong comforted the two women lightly, and lightly dismissed the matter of "sleeping with Jeanne in his arms for the night".

He even gained the gratitude of the saint by the way. I have to say, if this ability to coax a girl is turned into a heroic skill, it must be an A-level, right?

Chapter 450 Chapter 42 Lovely Joan of Arc

Joan's inherent skill [Apocalypse] is a very buggy skill from any angle.

In battle, this skill can be completely equated with [Intuition], it is a skill that can predict the enemy's attack at the beginning of the battle, and then make the most favorable choice.

However, unlike the [Intuition] skill, Joan of Arc's [Apocalypse] has a wider scope of application.

Even in daily life, Joan can make choices that are most beneficial to herself based on these "enlightenments" that have no reason but do exist.

Likewise, detecting the veracity of a lie can be done as a matter of course.

However, because of Leticia, she, who was born with a greatly increased favorability for Zhengzong, subconsciously trusted his reasons.

Even though it felt like something was wrong, it was still ignored by Joan of Arc.

Knowing that Joan of Arc couldn't let Zhende think about it, he decisively changed the subject.

"Speaking of which, Joan, do you have a wish that you want to fulfill? Since you were summoned by the Holy Grail, you should have your own wish, right?"

Hearing this, Joan shook her head:

"No, for us Ruler, this aspect is also an exception. One of the qualifications to be summoned as an adjudicator is to have no desire for this world."

"Is that so... you really deserve to be a saint..."

To be honest, Zhengzong felt that it was difficult to understand the other party's thoughts. Joan of Arc saved France, but in the end she was betrayed by everyone, was robbed of everything, and even died in the end.

However, she actually accepted it calmly without the slightest bit of resentment or regret, neither longing for revenge nor redemption.

If she really wanted something now, it was just hope that this Holy Grail War could continue on the right track.

Thinking of this, Zhengzong suddenly became a little curious. In the original work, whether God really exists has always been one of the issues debated by the moon chefs.

Some said it was restraining power, and some said it was an external god, so he asked.

"Jeanne, did you really suddenly hear the revelation from the Lord, and that's why you decided to take the road to save France?"

"Huh?" Seemingly unexpected that Zhengzong would ask this suddenly, Joan of Arc was a little surprised, but she nodded without hesitation and replied.

"That's right, I did hear the Lord's sigh—" Joan of Arc had a look of reminiscence on her face.

"At that time, I heard screams, sighs, whimpers, and sorrow.

The world is rolling straight towards hell, and no one can stop it.

So sad—the Lord lamented.

People are not even allowed to survive normally, and are forced to make the ultimate choice of "either become a beast or become food".

The battle never ends, and the blood is always spilled on the ground.

That's why the Lord sighed -- and I heard His voice, that tiny voice that no one else could hear.

This is a very clear thing. Listening to that voice and doing things that echo it means that you have to give up everything you have so far.

The way of life as a simple villager must be abandoned, and the joy of being loved by others must also be abandoned.

There is no reward for doing so. Whether it is an enemy or one of my own, I will definitely be the object of ridicule by most people. "

Saying that, Joan of Arc laughed at herself, with a hint of fear in her tone.

"That was a very scary thing to me, a country girl going single-handedly into a murderous battlefield, that's simply not what normal people do.

But the Lord weeps—

True, the revelation I received from the Lord was not glory and victory, nor duty and mission.

The Lord was merely uttering a sigh of sorrow.

In order to let the Lord no longer shed tears, I put on the armor, hung up the sword, raised the flag, and challenged the hell of this world! "

After hearing Joan's answer, Leticia felt reverence spontaneously, and felt deeply guilty for doubting her just now.

But Zhengzong feels... How does Joan of Arc seem to have been fooled!

Maybe it was really the restraining force that made her hear a sigh in order to ensure the normal development of human reason?

Maybe it was this silly girl who didn't lament and cry for the war. In fact, she just followed her inner voice, and maybe she saved France all the way.

As for enlightenment... Now that people have intuition, it doesn't seem so strange to have the ability to guide themselves to favorable conditions.

However, such an authentic guess dare not speak out, after all, both Joan of Arc and Leticia are devout Catholics.

The two little girls would sulk if he said that.

"Woo..." At this point, Joan of Arc suddenly let out another lovely whimper, and subconsciously covered her stomach with her hands.

Zhengzong immediately understood what was going on - she was hungry.

Knowing this, Zhengzong chuckled, and said, "Let's go, let's go to have breakfast, because Mordred is very obsessed with eating, so Shishi Jie has stocked up on food."

After speaking, Zhengzong stood up, but what was puzzling was that Joan of Arc was still sitting where she was clutching her stomach, with a shy blush on her face.

"I, I can't move!" Joan was so ashamed that she almost wanted to find a haystack and get into it. Now she couldn't even walk because of hunger.

As mentioned earlier, although it has the physical ability as a Servant, it has to follow the living habits of people because it is connected to the human body in the unconscious domain.

If you don't eat enough and sleep enough, your body will break down, and even if you don't die, you may lose your ability to move.

Although Joan's material foundation was not good during his lifetime, it was not enough to make him unable to eat.

It was the first time for her to be so hungry. If she could, she felt that she could eat even a tree root.

"...Pfft, hahahaha..." Zhengzong couldn't help laughing out loud, and then quickly held back his smile and apologized again and again.

"Sorry, I didn't expect you to be... well, just cute."

Joan buried her head lower, she didn't think it was a compliment.

Perhaps because of Leticia's influence, Joan of Arc, who had a strange attitude towards Masamune, suddenly felt an unprecedented sense of shame.

She felt that she would rather gnaw on the roots of the tree than want the other party to see her in such a shameful state!

In the end, it was Zhengzong who carried Joan of Arc to the dining table, and then Joan, who was so hungry that she almost fainted, woke up suddenly.

The dying Ruler scooped up a mouthful of porridge with a spoon and put it in his mouth.

In an instant, she who was revived immediately ate up the whole bowl of porridge in a blink of an eye, and ate three more bowls in a row with tears in her eyes. Only then did she look like she was alive after a catastrophe, and barely regained her energy.

However, after that, every time Joan of Arc saw Zhengzong, she couldn't help but think of the previous gaffe and blushed...

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It was so hateful.

Sereneko twisted her exquisite beauty angrily, and walked forward while vigorously kicking her footsteps in the corridor.

No matter how much she tormented her Servant, she felt extremely depressed when she saw him always showing a playful smile.

Although delicious food is close at hand, she is not blessed to enjoy it.

Not only can't I eat it, but even stabbing it with a fork is so hard that I can't even bite it.

For Celeniko, who was raised by the old wives of black magicians, patience and torture are completely synonymous, and the only things she can endure are things related to magic.

What made her even more depressed was that the relationship between the rider and the artificial human seemed to be very close.

Damn it, the other party is obviously a man, even artificial humans have genders!

Think about it carefully, riders are always dressed in women's clothes, and they look cuter than girls. Could it be...

The more Celene thought about it, the more she felt that this possibility was very high, because Rider was clearly a famous pervert in history.

In the end, he didn't lie to himself, but his eyes would glow strangely after seeing the artificial human.

If you really want to say it, it's like a little girl in love!

Thinking of this, Celene's face was distorted by intense jealousy, and she even thought to herself:

If Rider could goug out his eyes, cut off his arms, cut off his tongue, dig out his intestines and let him eat him himself, I'm afraid that Rider would also groan in despair.

As long as she could see the distorted expression of Alstofor, the cutest of the famous Twelve Warriors of King Charlemagne, in despair, she didn't care even if she wanted her to die.

She felt that the artificial man who completely took away Rider's mind was extremely hateful.

The strong feeling of oppression almost drove Celene crazy, and several times she thought about dealing with the artificial man who stole the rider's "heart".

However, under Vlad III's order, she didn't dare to do anything to that artificial human without authorization.

Regarding the artificial man, we can only wait until the end of this war.

Seeing Rider's distressed expression, she wanted to do something excessive.

I really want to ravage him, I really want to humiliate him, I really want to drive him into despair - for this evil impulse, Celene had a hard time suppressing it.

As long as this war is over, as long as this war is won, there will be no problem.

After defeating the "red" side, he simply gave up his wish and fighting, and used the three command spells to torture Rider until he died.

Not only that, but before he died, he had to witness the tragic death of the man-made man he finally saved!

Section 451 Leave of Absence

Brothers, today's New Year's Day, the donkeys in the production team are also going to reward themselves with a day off.

Xuzhou has been around minus ten degrees these days, and the author who got up to pee at night was shivering from the cold.

I haven't encountered such a cold winter in recent years, alas!uncomfortable...