In the world of Type-Moon, start by becoming Morgan's husband!

Or should I say... confused?

"Brother~ Let me see your dick!"

"No, wait until you get better."

“Just take a look!”

"Not even for a moment."

"My brother is a stingy person!"

"Is this a problem for a cheapskate? Now drink your medicine obediently!"

"Ugh...hateful!"

After finally getting his sister to drink the medicine, Ian heard a noise outside the door again.

"Commander-in-chief...here is a letter for you."

【You took the letter for Joan of Arc.】

[You read the letter in front of her—after all, she is illiterate, so you will have to read it in the end.]

【But this time, the content of the letter is beyond your expectations. 】

This is--

A letter from Domremi Village where both of them were born!

207. Joan of Arc turned into a cat? / Want to be a good wife / A letter for help from Domremy Village (4k)

The envelope itself was wrinkled, but the wax seal was still very well preserved.

Obviously, it was passed on many times before finally arriving here.

Ian opened the wax letter and began to read the contents.

[The letter was written by old man Hancock - he was your father's best friend when he was alive.]

[When he was still in the village, he was also very kind to you. ]

【The content of the letter is very brief.】

[That means something happened in the village.]

[Although it was not said directly, the words between the lines revealed a hope that Jeanne could come back. ]

[You always feel like something is not right, but you can’t put your finger on what it is.]

"Brother~"

Jeanne, who was lying on the bed, tilted her head slightly and spoke with a dazed look in her eyes.

"What happened... Why did I hear there was a letter addressed to me?"

After thinking for a moment, Ian felt that this was not something worth hiding from Joan of Arc.

He told his sister the contents of the letter truthfully.

"Jeanne... this is a letter from the village."

After all, it is the place where the brother and sister were born and raised.

Joan of Arc still missed the village of Domremy very much.

So when she heard that the letter came from the village, she immediately became more interested.

"Eh?! What did the letter say?!"

"Uh... I just hope we can go back."

"This……"

[My reaction is similar to yours. Joan of Arc didn't expect the content of the letter to be like this. 】

[For a moment, she didn't know how to respond. ]

"That--"

Jeanne sat up and looked at her brother.

"Brother...what do you think we should do?"

"..."

Ian met his sister's gaze.

"I think... it might be better to leave it alone for now."

[You didn't make this decision because you were heartless and heartless. ]

[But you have considered many reasons why you cannot return directly to Domremi Village now.]

【First, let’s talk about Joan of Arc’s illness. 】

[You are now in the southeast of France, and Domremy Village is located in the north. ]

[This meant that if one wanted to go back, one would have to cross almost half of France to reach their destination—and this would involve passing through many areas still controlled by the English and Burgundians.]

[So once you really set out on the road, it is destined to be a journey full of dangers. ]

【Secondly, the current situation of the army does not allow Jeanne to leave like this. 】

【After all, everyone is following her actions. 】

[If you leave hastily without making other arrangements, it will definitely lead to an extremely chaotic situation. ]

[You told Jeanne your thoughts - she understood everything.]

[Although she is still worried, she still decides to do as you wish. ]

[You have temporarily put aside this letter from Domremy Village.]

Joan of Arc's illness is more serious than expected.

More than half a month has passed, and her condition has not improved much, and she still looks very sick.

Fortunately, Ian had anticipated this situation early on.

During this half month, his magic skills became more and more sophisticated, and he continued to perform "miracles" in the army.

This includes but is not limited to the gorgeous flames that ignite at midnight, or the thunder that breaks out when someone approaches Joan of Arc's resting place.

The brother's actions completely shrouded his sister in mystery.

and so--

Although Joan of Arc had not appeared for more than half a month, no one questioned this.

Ian disguised a serious illness as a meeting to receive divine revelation.

But Joan of Arc herself was unaware of this - because of her illness and being taken care of by Ian, she was completely immersed in the happiness of being a wife.

But the girl also felt a little guilty.

After all, she understood how troublesome it was to take care of someone.

"Ah~~"

"what--"

After feeding his sister the medicine like he did when they were children, Ian gently rubbed the girl's soft hair and coaxed her.

"Okay, I've finished the medicine."

"Rest now...you'll be fine when you wake up."

After saying this, Ian stood up and prepared to walk out of the room - he had to help his sister deal with the piled up matters.

But at this moment, Joan of Arc reached out her hand, grabbed her brother and stopped him.

Her face flushed slightly and her tone was a little shy.

"Brother, can you not leave yet?"

Hearing this, Ian, who always doted on his sister, naturally stopped on the spot.

"Jeanne, what's wrong?"

"Nothing~" Joan of Arc looked at Ian, her eyes full of love.

"I just want to ask my brother a question."

"Problem? What problem?"

"that is--"

Joan of Arc held Ian's hand shyly but firmly.

She just let him move to the empty space on the bed next to her.

"Brother, do you want to stay?"

"..."

Ian noticed something and pulled his hand back without any hesitation.

"I don't want to, and I don't need to."

"Jeanna, you should rest now and don't say such things."

"Eh?!" Jeanne became anxious, "Brother, do you hate me?"

"It's not that I hate you...but you're still sick now, so you need to rest well."

“It’s almost healed!”

"How is that almost there?!" Ian responded in a stern brotherly tone.

"Are you treating your brother like a fool? Or do you think your brother hasn't taken care of you at all these days?"

"..."

Joan of Arc lowered her head and muttered softly.

"But I feel so sorry for my brother... His wife is right next to him, but he's been working like a servant for a whole month."

"As a wife, I have failed miserably, haven't I?"

"..."

【You realize that Joan of Arc cares a lot about her status as a wife.】

[If I don't respond to her, the situation might get worse.]

[You've softened your heart.]

"That--"

Ian's hands were shaking slightly.

"Just sit for a while."

"Good~"

It was just such a simple thing, but Joan of Arc was as happy as a little child.

She snuggled up to her brother's arm and rubbed against it gently like a kitten.

but--

Because of her illness, she was powerless and only rubbed for a while, and her movements became much slower.

There wasn't much he could do, so Ian could only turn the tables and take the initiative to stroke her head, comforting her.

I don’t know if it’s the effect of the medicine or the physical changes caused by the illness.

Ian could clearly feel that his sister was more like a cat than usual.

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Feeling that Joan of Arc was probably tired, Ian decided to let her continue to rest, while he would help her deal with the affairs.

"Okay... time to rest, right?"

"..."