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It was a figure in the light.

and--

Or floating in the air?!

【How can this be? 】

【You won't believe what you see.】

[Even though this is an era where magic exists, a situation like this is too outrageous.]

[You realize that Joan of Arc mistook this figure for an angel.]

"Brother, I want to see it!"

Joan of Arc was so excited that she shouted out loud immediately.

“This is the Lord’s response to me!”

"What kind of response is this?!" Ian was also anxious, "Besides, we can't even be sure what kind of angel it is!"

"Besides, it's raining so hard outside—Joan, I won't let you go!"

Upon hearing this, Jeanne immediately shook her head.

"no!"

"If I don't go to that angel now, the Lord will think I'm not sincere enough."

"In that case—"

"I promised to have a child with my brother..."

Halfway through her words, Joan of Arc realized that this was something she shouldn't have said, and immediately changed her words.

"Brother, you said I couldn't confirm it was an angel."

"But you can't prove that it wasn't an angel, right?"

“I have to go see Him!”

"..."

[You have always been very fond of your younger sister, Jeanne.]

[And to be honest, you are also a little curious about what is floating in the air. ]

[You are wavering.]

"...Alas." Ian sighed.

"I understand."

"Since you insist on going, Jeanna—"

"Then I'll go with you."

"But let me make it clear first, if this isn't the 'angel' you mentioned, we'll come back right away."

"Hmm~!"

Jeanne smiled happily.

"let's go!"

[To be fair, you feel that you dote on Jeanne a little too much at times.]

[But you can't deny that seeing her smile is very important to you.]

[Although sometimes you make some irrational choices because of this, you still feel that it is all worth it. ]

Boom——!

Boom——!

There were lightning and thunder in the sky, and the red and white light seemed to shatter the endless darkness.

The cold wind and the chilly rain mixed together and surged along every road in Domremi Village.

The dripping water soaked the land, forming patches of muddy rot.

In such weather where one shouldn't go out, Ian was walking against the wind, carrying his sister on his back, step by step.

He didn't want her to get her feet dirty in this weather - that was something she should deal with herself.

"Brother, you are so nice~"

Joan of Arc, who was lying on Ian's back, held an umbrella with one hand and tightly embraced her brother's neck with the other.

Because of this movement, her breasts rubbed against his back a little bit, which was a rather unpleasant tingling sensation.

Ian took a deep breath, and then said as calmly as possible:

"Jeanne, don't move so violently."

"You...are not young anymore."

"Ok?"

Joan of Arc may seem a little slow in other aspects,

But she had an extraordinary talent for analyzing her brother's behavior.

The blonde girl quickly realized that it was the rubbing of her breasts that caused her brother to say such a "warning".

The corners of her mouth rose slightly, and her actions not only did not slow down, but became even more excessive than before.

After her breasts were slightly squeezed and deformed behind her brother, she took the initiative to ask:

"Brother... do you hate girls' breasts?"

"Of course not. I am a man after all."

"That--"

Jeanne leaned close to Ian's ear and blew softly.

"Brother, I think you don't hate my breasts."

"..."

Ian was silent for a moment, then directly threw out his ultimate move.

"Jeanne, if you do this again, I will have to go back the same way."

"Eh?! No way!"

"If you can't, just be honest with me."

“Brother you!”

Jeanne grumbled.

"If my brother continues like this, he will never find a girlfriend in his life!"

"Okay, okay, I understand."

Ian dealt with Joan of Arc's "vicious attack" perfunctorily.

"The curse from my sister really makes me sad."

"..."

Jeanne turned her face away and muttered in a voice that only she could hear.

"It's not a curse."

"My brother can't find a girlfriend or something...it's obviously a great wish."

[After some small fights along the way, you and Jeanne come to the vicinity of the light column. ]

【This close observation changes your perception a little bit. 】

It wasn't a beam of light coming out from underground.

It seemed to be a path formed by the light blue light emitted by something.

but--

What could be capable of emitting this kind of light?

And speaking of it...

That "angel" seems to have disappeared too?

Ian couldn't figure it out for a moment.

In stark contrast to her brother's caution, Joan of Arc became even more excited after seeing such light up close.

"Brother, let's go over there quickly!"

“I’m afraid He will leave soon!”

"..."

no way.

Now that we're here, we should really find out what's going on.

Ian said nothing more.

He carried his sister on his back and moved closer to where Guang was.

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The rushing water soaked the boy's shoes.

But at this moment, he didn't have the mind to pay attention to these details.

Because he saw something more important.

I saw a large golden cup lying quietly in the column of light that was rising into the sky.

The light on a rainy night is emitted by it.

"This……"

Ian never dreamed he would see anything like this.

Joan of Arc's eyes were filled with surprise, and she exclaimed:

"Isn't this the Holy Grail?!"

"Holy Grail?"

"Yes!" Joan of Arc began to explain, "That is the cup used by our Lord, called...Jesus!"

“He is responding to me!”

"..."

[You know Joan of Arc doesn't like reading.]

[Most of what she heard came from the conversations of villagers in the church.]

[So you can’t be sure whether the thing you “confirm” in this way is the so-called “holy grail”.]

【And more importantly, you don’t think this response makes any sense. 】

[Throwing a cup over is considered a response to one's believers? ]

You find this incomprehensible.

[However, you do have a more realistic idea. ]

【This gold cup looks very valuable. 】

[If I can bring it back, I might be able to smash it and exchange it for money later.]

【This way, we can provide Joan of Arc with a better life. 】

[You know this idea sounds a little stupid.]

[But even if there is only a one in ten thousand chance of it happening, you are willing to give it a try. ]

It's true that he wanted to exchange the Holy Grail for money, but it's also true that he didn't want his sister to get close to strange things.

Ian put Jeanne on the ground.