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"So it's the Dragon Witch... I remember it."

"Well, that's more like it! So--"

Before Black Jeanne d'Arc could finish her words, she just stood there in a daze.

It wasn't that she had forgotten what she was going to say.

But -

Ian in front of me touched my head.

The man let go of Joan of Arc's hand and began to gently stroke her head.

His fingers rubbed back and forth in the girl's soft silver hair, leaving a series of traces.

"It's so soft... It's worthy of being Joan of Arc's hair." The man's voice was gentle and affectionate.

"Eh?"

Black Jeanne d'Arc, who was being touched on the head, opened her mouth slightly, and it took her a while to react.

Her face immediately turned red and she started to roar.

"What are you doing?!"

"Why are you touching my head?!"

"..."

Ian smiled calmly.

"Sorry, it seems like you don't really like being patted on the head."

"I was offended."

The man said this and prepared to remove his hand from her head.

But at this moment, something unexpected happened again.

Black Jeanne held down her hand on her head, then stared at Ian and said with some resentment:

"what are you doing?!"

"I didn't say I don't like this feeling... I just want you to answer why you touched my head!"

"Ok?"

"Uh what?! Answer me now!"

"..."

Realizing that Black Jeanne really wanted to know this question, Ian hesitated for a moment and then spoke.

"If you ask me that... maybe you remind me of someone."

"Remember someone?"

"Yeah." Ian nodded, "Someone very similar to you."

"Someone very similar to me?"

Black Jeanne frowned slightly at first, but soon revealed an expression of insight.

"You are talking about... another Jeanne d'Arc, right?"

"..."

Ian's pupils widened slightly.

He originally thought that the Black Joan of Arc in front of him did not know the sister Joan of Arc in his memory.

But now it seems——

The situation seems to be completely opposite to what I imagined.

"You...know her?"

"Of course I know." There was a hint of teasing in Black Jeanne's eyes.

"Isn't that the famous Saint Lady?"

"Compared to a dragon witch like me... she's the complete opposite."

"..."

Ian could clearly feel that Black Jeanne had some personal emotions when she said this.

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If Black Jeanne said that, could it be that she has already seen another version of herself? !

Before the old problems are solved, new ones arise.

Ian felt that his head was about to be filled with all these things, and he couldn't help but become a little anxious.

This emotion was quickly noticed by Black Joan of Arc in front of him.

She grabbed the man's hand on her head, took it off, and then held it tightly in her own palm.

"Are you... really curious about the relationship between her and me?"

Faced with Black Jeanne's extremely straightforward question, Ian hesitated for a moment, but finally nodded.

"Hmm...I want to know."

"Okay." Black Jeanne sneered, "I'm not a heartless person."

"If you want to know, I can tell you."

"but--"

Black Jeanne looked at the man in front of her and moved a little closer.

Those gorgeous golden eyes were now staring straight at him.

"In exchange for the secret... you must first become my Servant."

"..."

Before Ian could answer Black Jeanne's question, a groan was heard from the other side.

Mashu, who had been knocked down, was struggling to get up again.

Although she was gasping for air, her voice was still firm.

"Jeanne...let go of my senior!"

"..."

Black Jeanne turned her head away, with a hint of hatred in her eyes.

“It’s really annoying.”

"You're clearly not strong enough, but you keep talking to yourself."

"It would be better if you just died, so that it would be quieter!"

It seemed that Black Jeanne was about to launch another fatal attack on Mashu.

And she knew the news she needed.

Ian grabbed her and said:

"Don't do it!"

"I...will go with you now!"

219. The Witch's Will to Go Deeper/Black Jeanne's Face-to-Face Seduction/Servant Trap (4k)

"Ok?"

Hearing what Ian said, Jeanne d'Arc, who had been focusing all her attention on how to kill Mash, immediately turned her attention to him.

There was a hint of planning in those golden eyes.

"what did you just say?"

"..."

Although he knew that the other party was asking a question that she already knew the answer for, Ian still repeated the answer she wanted.

"Don't do anything to Mash."

"I...will leave here with you."

The moment she got this answer, the corners of Black Jeanne's mouth slightly raised.

That is the uncontrollable excitement when you get what you want.

"very good!"

"You said this yourself!" Black Jeanne grabbed Ian's hand and said, "Let's go now!"

"Go and complete the Servant Contract that belongs to you and me!"

"..."

"Wait a moment." Ian stopped the extremely excited Black Jeanne, "You... let me finish one thing first."

"Finished one thing?" The Dragon Witch looked at the man puzzledly.

"Yeah." Ian nodded.

He looked at Mashu, who was not far away and seemed a little overwhelmed by the sudden intimacy between him and Jeanne d'Arc.

"At least--"

"You have to let me say goodbye to her."

"..."

Black Jeanne's expression suddenly turned gloomy, as cold as the ice in the abyss.

But in the end she didn't refuse Ian from doing this.

"Okay." Black Jeanne held up her flag with the dragon's mark printed on it.

"Although I am the Dragon Witch, I am not a heartless person."

"you--"

"Let's say goodbye to her properly now."

Hearing this, Ian temporarily left Black Jeanne d'Arc and went straight to Mashu.

"Senior!" Mashu shouted when she saw her lover returning.

But Ian made a gesture to her to be quiet at this moment.

"Shh-"

"Mashu, something is wrong right now."

"I...have to leave with her."

"Senior, you..."

Mashu's eyes were filled with disbelief.

She could never have imagined that the man who had been fighting alongside her just a second ago would now be leaving with someone else? !

Of course, Ian also understood what the simple-minded girl was thinking, so he quickly explained:

"take it easy."

"I'm just going to figure out some things... I'm not just going to leave like this."

But Mashu could no longer listen to such words.

The only thing in her mind was that he was leaving - nothing else could enter.

Ian was very worried about Matthew's current condition.

But he could also feel the increasingly strong evil aura emanating from Black Joan of Arc behind him.