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"We agree," Ian replied. "You can go back to Domremy with us."

Maybe I got the answer I wanted.

Pulelati's expression showed a little more joy.

"Good."

"In that case, let's get going."

"You guys also want to go back to that village as soon as possible, right?"

【The journey of the three people began like this. 】

[Out of courtesy and the proper manners of a man, you gave up space in the carriage to your step-sister Jeanne and Plerati.]

[But you didn't expect that Plerati would take this opportunity to ask Jeanne about you.]

The carriage moved slowly along the country road, leaving two rows of ruts.

Pulelati looked at Ian, who was acting as a groom in front of him, and there was a hint of curiosity in his purple eyes.

"I'm talking to Jeanne."

"You and your brother, which magician's children are you? How come I have never heard of him before?"

"Eh?"

Jeanne was stunned by Plerati's words.

"magician?"

"What magician?"

"..."

The purple-haired girl turned around and looked at Jeanne d'Arc, who was wrapped like a little dumpling in her brother's clothes, with a puzzled look on her face.

"Your brother is a magician... didn't you know that?"

"magician?"

Joan of Arc's eyes widened a little, revealing a hint of surprise.

She shook her head, denying Pulelati's statement.

"I don't know... He didn't tell me he was a magician."

"..."

Plerati remained silent.

She glanced at Joan of Arc beside her, then looked at the groom Ian in front of her, and seemed to understand something.

"Oh~" She quickly changed the subject.

"Maybe I remembered it wrong?"

"Please pretend I didn't say anything--!"

[You don't know that such a conversation took place between Joan of Arc and Plerati in the carriage.]

[You don't even know that Pulelati has noticed something. ]

【Night falls.】

[You have arrived at a village.]

【You decide to rest here for one night. 】

【You have arrived at a local hostel. 】

As soon as she got the key from the proprietress here, Joan of Arc very sensibly picked up the box containing her and her brother's things and walked towards the reserved room.

Ian was about to follow, but Pulelati held his shoulder.

The boy turned around and looked at the purple-haired girl whom he had just met.

"what happened?"

"nothing."

Pulelati looked directly at Ian in front of him, with a hint of complicated emotions between his brows.

"Come out and chat for a while later."

[You sense that something is wrong with Pulelati's expression.]

【You realize that she may have something important to say to you. 】

[You hesitated for a while, but finally decided to agree to this request. ]

"Row."

"But I must tell Jeanne first."

"Ah."

[According to the agreement, you comforted Jeanne and found an excuse to leave.]

[She didn't doubt it, she just hoped you could come back soon.]

【You leave the room.】

[You met Pulelati who was waiting for you. ]

[You and Plelatti left the inn—you didn’t want your step-sister Jeanne to see you meeting Plelatti.]

[You have arrived at the village road outside.]

The land of France was still shrouded in the cold winter, and a chill enveloped this not-so-big village.

Ian's hands trembled slightly - he had left those thick clothes to his stepsister.

And Pulelati's voice floated over with the invasion of coldness.

"Is it cold?"

"...kind of."

"Then give me your hand." said the girl.

"Um?!"

"hurry up."

Although he was somewhat confused about this, after hearing Pulelati's tone, Ian hesitated for a moment and then extended his hand as she wished.

His hand was held by the purple-haired girl.

And the moment it touched, a warmth came directly over me.

Ian immediately understood what was going on - Plerati used some kind of magic to keep warm.

"you……"

Before the boy could finish his words, the purple-haired girl looked at him and spoke preemptively.

"Why did you hide your identity as a magician from your sister?"

"Huh?" Ian was stunned for a moment. "What are you talking about?"

"Don't play dumb with me."

There was a hint of sharpness in Pulelati's eyes.

"You... never told your sister that you were a magician, right?"

"..."

[You were a little surprised at first—because you knew you had never mentioned this to her.]

[But you soon realized what was going on—Plerati and Jeanne had a conversation in the carriage.]

【Joan of Arc's reaction made her realize this.】

"That's nothing."

Ian responded to the gaze of the purple-haired girl in front of him.

"Even if I don't tell Jeanne that I'm a magician, it won't have any impact, right?"

"There's really nothing wrong with that alone."

"but--"

Pulati stared at Ian in front of him.

"You concealed this identity so that you could take good care of her."

"As a magician, how can you have such thoughts——?!"

"..."

"What does this have to do with you?" Ian asked back.

"Of course it does matter!"

Prelati held Ian's hand tightly, stood on tiptoe, and put her cheek close to him.

"You're a magician after all! A talented magician without a family!"

"You'll never meet someone like me in a hundred years!"

"You shouldn't be taking care of a sister... People like you should leave your own mark in the history of magic!"

"She—?! She's just delaying you!"

"Enough!" Ian roared and shook off Pulelati's hand.

"If you want to study magic, it's your business. I just want to take good care of my sister."

"She is the most important thing in my life... No magic can compare to her!"

Perhaps realizing that he was a little excited, Ian took a deep breath.

"Sorry, let's stop here for today. I have to go back to accompany Jeanne."

"Goodbye."

Looking at Ian's receding figure, Pulelati's expression gradually became distorted.

"No, absolutely not!"

"To let a genius magician waste his talent just to take care of his sister... That's ridiculous!"

“This is not right!!!!”

The purple-haired girl clenched her fists and seemed to have made up her mind.

And at some point in the future it will turn into murderous intent towards Joan of Arc until her death.

211. Joan of Arc seems to be catching an adulterer/Magician's weakness/Crazy (4k)

[Pulerati did not directly expose this murderous intention to you. ]

[On the contrary, she behaved like a normal person after that day.]

【But you didn't let down your guard against her. 】

[You know she's still a crazy magician at heart.]

[You intentionally avoided being alone with Jeanne and Plerati.]

【But you didn't expect that this would attract Jeanne's attention. 】

[She became a little worried.]

"Brother~"

Hearing the voice of his stepsister Joan of Arc, Ian quickly turned around.

"Jeanne, what's wrong?"

"Nothing."

"that is--"