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It is not easy to make a man admit his mistakes.

Especially admitting mistakes to your own son.

"..."

Ian took the pendant, put it around his neck, and said very seriously.

"I never resented my father - I know you were just as worried about Jeanne as I was."

"You will definitely get better."

"As for Jeanne——"

"Even if you don't tell me, I will definitely take good care of her as a brother."

[The innate dragon pendant has been obtained: You have obtained a dragon head pendant from your father, which seems to contain some kind of power.]

【You did not tell your father what happened at the river that day.】

[Because you think this kind of thing is likely to make his condition worse. ]

【But your filial piety did not work. 】

[Not long after he gave you the pendant, his condition deteriorated rapidly.]

[He died within a year.]

It rained on the day my father was buried.

Joan of Arc watched the black coffin pass by her, and then witnessed it being placed in the pit that had been prepared in advance.

Her eyes were empty and she looked like a soulless puppet.

Pieces of yellow soil were filled into the pit, completely cutting off the inside and outside.

"elder brother……"

Joan of Arc looked at the ground that had returned to flatness, feeling completely distraught.

"Will I never see my father again?"

"..."

Ian did not respond to Joan of Arc, but bent down and hugged her silently.

In an instant.

Tears and rain mixed together, silently announcing the departure of loved ones.

Ian swore inwardly.

I must protect my stepsister Joan of Arc well.

【The passing of your father has had a significant impact on your life. 】

[The most obvious thing is the visible decline in treatment. ]

[After all, you were the children of village officials before, but you no longer have that status.]

【The villagers will no longer please you. 】

[Those who were at odds with my father also began to resort to tactics in secret.]

[You will often encounter various kinds of difficulties. ]

[You realize that this won't work - something bad will happen to Jeanne sooner or later.]

【You decide to disguise yourself as a fierce and evil person. 】

Pierre has changed.

This is what the entire Dongremi village is discussing.

A child less than ten years old would actually have a machete with several blunt edges tied to his waist at all times.

In addition, he has several scars on his arms, and he looks like a gangster.

No one could connect him with Joan of Arc, who prayed devoutly in the church all day, as a sworn brother or sister.

but--

This is just an outsider's opinion.

Joan of Arc, who returned home hand in hand with her brother, knew the truth clearly.

He had made the machete's blunt edge himself, to make it look as if it had been used many times.

The scar on his arm was also cut by himself, and he was grimacing in pain at the time.

Joan of Arc saw all this.

She knew that everything her brother did was to protect herself.

"elder brother."

"Ok?"

"Thank you for doing all these things to protect me, I love you the most!"

"..."

"What are you talking about... This is what I should do."

[Showing someone a sharp sword is often the most effective way to deter them.]

[After you packaged yourself as a fierce and evil person, there were indeed fewer people who came to cause trouble. ]

[After all, everyone knows that young people are the most reckless when doing things - no one wants to get into such trouble. ]

【But your life has not returned to its original level. 】

[You and Jeanne moved out of your original mansion.]

[You and she moved into an inconspicuous little wooden house in the village.]

[However, neither you nor Jeanne have any complaints about this.]

[After all, being able to survive in this situation is already very difficult. ]

[You have lived in this environment maintained by your ferocity for several years.]

[Joan of Arc has grown into a beautiful girl, but you continue to act like a gangster.]

【And the situation outside is still getting worse.】

【Further loss of land in northern France.】

[The village of Domremy where you and Jeanne are located has been completely captured by the Burgundians and has become enemy territory.]

Your life has become more difficult.

[But you can't change anything - after all, you are just a pair of ordinary stepbrothers and sisters. ]

【until--】

【That day has come. 】

Boom!

A ray of light pierced through the dark clouds.

It's thundering.

The rain fell lightly on the road in Dongremi village.

A chill came over him, and Ian couldn't help but hug his quilt tighter.

"The ground here... is really cold."

The cabin had only one bed.

As a sworn brother, of course he had to give up his bed to his sworn sister Jeanne.

Not cold!

I'm not cold at all!

Just as Ian was hypnotizing himself, he heard the voice of his stepsister.

"Brother, are you still awake?!"

"What's wrong, Jeanne?"

Ian turned over and looked at the bed where Jeanne was.

"There's something over there."

"Is there something?"

"Correct."

The blonde girl sat on her bed and looked out the window.

I saw the light reflected in her blue eyes.

"It seems... an angel?"

192. Angels Descend? / Stepsister's Wish / Man on a Rainy Night (4k)

"Angel……?"

Ian looked at his sister Joan with a little confusion.

As a person who does not believe in any religion, although he understands what angels are, he also knows clearly that such things do not actually exist.

After all, if there really are angels—

With so many people praying to Him, He should have come to this world long ago and driven all those hateful Burgundians and English people out of this land.

Now Joan of Arc says she saw an angel?

This is impossible no matter how you think about it.

"Jeanne, don't joke like that."

"I'm not kidding." Joan waved at Ian seriously.

"Brother, you will know if you come and take a look!"

[Although Jeanne is a little naughty at ordinary times, she is still very honest when facing you. ]

You can sense that she is not lying.

[You followed her request and came to the window next to the bed.]

[This is something you specially arranged for Jeanne - so that when the weather is clear, she can see the stars in the sky at a glance.]

[You looked in the direction she pointed, and then witnessed an extremely shocking scene.]

It's a pillar of light.

A beam of light starting from the ground and moving upwards.

On this stormy night, it is so dazzling and eye-catching.

But Ian still didn't quite understand one thing - how did Joan of Arc connect it to angels?

He asked directly:

"Joan of Arc... Although this is definitely not a normal phenomenon, it doesn't seem to have anything to do with angels, right?"

"Yes!"

Joan of Arc anxiously reached out her hand and pushed Ian's head to a certain angle little by little.

"Brother, look at it carefully again!"

"There is a figure over there!"

"what?"

Following Jeanne's words, Ian once again looked towards the location of the light column.

His eyes widened slightly.

Because he did see the "angel" his sister talked about.