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"Hurry up and read the book, otherwise your father will criticize you again when he finds out."

"I don't want to watch it!"

Joan of Arc turned her face away and pouted.

"My brother always took me out fishing at this time before, right?"

"And now I have to stay here and read a book... I want to protest!"

Hearing Jeanne's extremely straightforward words, Ian's expression became a little heavy.

Although he was born only fifteen minutes earlier, he was a head taller than Jeanne d'Arc. He reached out his hand and gently stroked his sister's soft golden hair.

"No, Jeanne."

"There are Burgundians everywhere near the village now. If you go out casually, you may run into them... That will cause a lot of trouble for father."

"But I just want to go fishing with my brother!"

"..."

[As the eldest son in the family, you love your younger sister very much. ]

【You will always find a way to satisfy her requests. 】

[You are somewhat shaken.]

【Joan of Arc realized this.】

【She decided to "press on the advantage." 】

"Brother Pierre~"

Zhen pulled Ian's hands and started to act coquettishly.

"Just take me out once!"

"I promise I'll read well when I get back!"

"..."

[Although you know that Jeanne will never read books honestly after she comes back. ]

【But she had indeed been locked in this room for too long. 】

【You feel a little bit reluctant. 】

【You finally agreed to her request. 】

[You sneaked out of the mansion. ]

[You came to a river outside the village.]

[This is the place where you often came to play before the incident. ]

There was a pop.

Ian dove headfirst into the river bottom.

As Joan of Arc waited, he caught enough fish for both of them and returned to the shore.

With a loud noise, a bonfire was lit by the river.

Joan of Arc hummed a country tune and grilled the fish with a happy look on her face.

After a while, a fragrance began to drift along the river.

"Brother, here~"

Looking at the delicious grilled fish handed to him by his sister, Ian felt a little complicated.

"I say, Jeanne...if you study so hard, you will definitely achieve something, right?"

"If things continue like this, I'm really worried that you'll become a country girl who can't get married."

Hearing this question, Joan of Arc suddenly asked back.

"If I really become a country girl, will you hate me, brother?"

"..."

"Why don't you answer me?" Joan moved a little closer to Ian.

"Oh...do you mean you hate me?"

"No, there is no such thing."

Ian looked directly at his sister as she approached him.

"Even if Jeanne really becomes a country girl...I definitely won't hate her."

"That's fine~"

Joan of Arc pressed the grilled fish into Ian's hands.

"Since my brother doesn't mind me becoming a country girl... then it doesn't matter if I don't read books, right?"

"Anyway, if it really doesn't work—"

"Brother, please raise me!"

"What are you thinking..."

[Just when you were about to criticize Joan of Arc's ideas, you heard the sound of horse hooves.]

【You look in the direction where the sound came from.】

[You see a group of people on horseback coming from a distance.]

[Their faces are very strange to you—they are not from the village.]

You realize they are Burgundians from the neighborhood.

[After you react, you want to take Jeanne away immediately. ]

【But it was too late.】

"stop!"

The Burgundian on horseback saw the two men running away and immediately shouted.

Was discovered.

Ian had to stop temporarily.

He turned around, protected Joan of Arc behind him, and looked at the Burgundians in front of him with an expressionless face.

"You two."

The Burgundian looked at the two children in front of him and shouted with a rather contemptuous tone:

"Where are they from?"

Joan of Arc had never encountered anything like this before and she was very scared.

The hand that was holding Ian's clothes was shaking all the time - at this moment she finally understood why her brother had always been reluctant to take her out fishing.

The Burgundians are terrible!

【You are only fifteen minutes older than Jeanne.】

【Whatever she fears, you will fear too. 】

[But you know that you must never show your inner fear. ]

[Because behind you is your sister Jeanne who you must protect. ]

There is a huge disparity in numbers, so we cannot provoke the other side.

Ian was so calm that he didn't look like an eight-year-old at all.

"We are from Domremy."

"My sister wanted to eat fish... so I took her out to catch some."

"It seems that we have disturbed everyone's interest. We will disappear now."

Naturally, Ian wanted to take Joan of Arc away again.

Huh.

An arrow flew over.

It passed by Ian and Jeanne and landed on the ground in front of them.

A blue ripple spread across the ground.

That was the sign of the magic working.

"You two stop right there."

The leading Burgundian man drew his bow and said so.

"If you run away again, I will shoot you."

"..."

no way

Ian had to turn around again, protect Joan of Arc, and face the Burgundians.

This attitude of obedience seemed to suit these people's taste.

They put away their bows and arrows, and then continued to ask contemptuously:

"Boy, you just said that you and your sister came from that Dongremi Village, right?"

"Yes."

"Then——" The big man in the lead showed a greedy expression.

"So where is it approximately?"

"..."

[You realize that the Burgundians in front of you are unaware of the existence of Domremy Village.]

[You also know that you absolutely cannot bring these hungry wolves back - that would be a disaster.]

You decide to lie.

[But you forgot that Joan of Arc was standing behind you. ]

"there."

Ian pointed in a direction.

That is the completely opposite road to the village.

If I really took that road, I would probably never reach Dongremi Village in my lifetime.

"Eh?!"

Joan of Arc showed a surprised expression - she knew that was not the way back to the village.

But she soon realized that her brother did it on purpose, so she immediately covered her mouth.

But it was too late.

These Burgundians in front of them were obviously in a hurry to find the village, and naturally would not miss any useful information.

They saw Joan of Arc's reaction.

The big men jumped off their horses and walked towards the two children.

"Where on earth is it!"

They yelled at the two kids.

"Tell me now!"

Joan of Arc was frightened.

She shrank back behind Ian, unable to utter a word.

The boy still insisted on what he said just now.

"there."