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Ian discovered that both Black Jeanne d'Arc and his sister Jeanne d'Arc in his memory looked somewhat similar to Altria.

Is this a coincidence?

Or is it some kind of inevitable connection?

The man couldn't figure it out for a moment.

He just felt that he had heard Ophelia mention this situation once in Chaldea, where someone could learn about a hero that they shouldn't know about.

That is knowledge closely related to the Holy Grail War.

"Hey!" Black Jeanne's dissatisfied voice sounded in Ian's ears as he was lost in thought, "Why are you always like this?!"

"You fell silent while talking... Did my words make you feel like you couldn't continue?"

She felt that Black Joan of Arc was a little angry about her silence - her temper was really very different from that of her sister Joan of Arc.

Ian adjusted his mood and then responded.

"No...I just thought about the promise you made just now."

"The promise just now?"

After Ian said this, Black Jeanne immediately reacted.

"Are you referring to my relationship with that saint?"

"Yes." Ian nodded without hesitation.

After all, that was one of the reasons why he decided to follow Black Jeanne.

"Why are you so anxious?" Black Jeanne looked up at the man behind her, "Do you care so much about the relationship between her and me?"

"Somewhat."

"after all--"

Ian looked straight at the girl's face that was superimposed on everything with so many memories.

"You do remind me of her...that's something that can't be denied."

"..."

Black Jeanne was silent for a moment, then began to mutter.

"This feeling is so annoying... You are chatting with me, the Dragon Witch, but your mind is completely on the Saint."

"This makes me feel like you were lying to me about everything you just said."

"Hey!" Black Jeanne d'Arc, who was getting angrier and angrier, pinched Ian's thigh.

"Do you think I'm some kind of woman that can be easily deceived?"

"..."

"There's no such thing." Ian smiled bitterly.

"You don't think you're so stupid that you can't tell I'm lying, do you?"

This is a very clever introductory statement - it fits perfectly with Black Jeanne's pride.

She was quickly caught.

“…That’s right.”

"From the look of you, you really don't look like someone who would dare to deceive me."

"Don't worry!" Black Jeanne held the reins of the evil dragon in her hand.

“I’m not the kind of person who doesn’t have integrity.”

"I will definitely do what I promised you."

"But before that, you have to become my Servant first."

"..."

Ian hesitated for a moment.

"So what exactly do I need to do to become your Servant? You haven't told me yet, right?"

"Normally, it would be fine to just sign a contract."

"But your situation is special."

Black Jeanne's eyes searched the ground where the evil dragon flew over.

"You have to—"

"I have to?" Ian demanded.

"You have to have sex with me once."

Black Jeanne d'Arc pressed herself against the man's body and spoke without any sense of shame.

"You--you don't think I brought you to such a high place because I was bored?"

220. Black Jeanne's First Experience/In-depth Communication on Dragon's Back/The Origin of the Witch (4k)

A scene very similar to the one in my memory.

To be precise, it should be a similar but not exactly the same scene.

After all, the younger sister Joan of Arc in his memory had once made a similar request to him - but at that time she had spent half a year thinking before making such a decision.

But now, the Black Jeanne in front of him not only did not take that kind of long consideration, but her tone was also full of impatience.

It was as if he wanted to do this very thing in the next second.

The sense of shame that bound her sister Joan of Arc was as thin as air to her and was completely useless.

This was somewhat contrary to Ian's intuition.

Seeing that the man fell into silence again, Black Jeanne immediately became angry.

"You started it again--!"

"Answer quickly!"

"...Let me think about it first."

"What is there to think about?" Black Jeanne d'Arc raised her head and glared at the man behind her.

“Aren’t these two options?”

"Why don't you just do as I say and have sex with me properly."

"Or I'll throw you out of here now."

"You can choose whichever you want - I will never force you."

"..."

"No?!" Ian felt a little numb about the "choice" given by Black Joan of Arc.

"What kind of choice is this?!"

"How can this not be considered a choice?" Black Jeanne asked the man, "Aren't there two very good options in front of you?"

"But there's no way to choose the second one, right?!"

"Why can't I choose?" Black Jeanne looked at the land below the evil dragon.

"Isn't it all right if you don't die after falling down?"

"But then again—"

"You'd rather die than do what I tell you to do?"

As she said this, the girl's eyes glowed redder.

"Then my evil dragon might think you are disrespecting me."

"..."

This is how the Dragon Witch operates.

At first glance it seems like you are given two options, but in reality the only one you can choose is the one that suits her taste.

Once you don't do what she wants, she will do everything she can to make you feel the consequences of your actions.

Realizing this, Ian no longer had any hesitation - he was not a good person to begin with, so naturally he had no mental constraints.

After all, it’s not the first time that a man has used his body as a weapon.

Besides——

Ian looked at the black Joan of Arc in his arms, who had her back turned and was glaring at him.

Although it was not the same person at all, he still felt that familiar past.

So--

Will it be the same inside?

The man couldn't help but have this thought in his mind.

"That's it, I know."

"If that's the case... then I won't pretend to be a good person anymore."

The evil dragon continued to fly forward.

It didn't seem to realize that some important and deep communication was happening on its back at this moment.

The evil dragon was still diligently fanning up the strong wind so that it could soar into the sky.

at the same time.

The Dragon Witch is earnestly carrying out the Servant Promise they just made with the person they love.

But her first question directly confused the other visitor on the dragon's back.

Black Jeanne asked:

"If I want to do something like that...what should I do now?"

"..."

Ian bit his lip when he heard this.

As the pain came, he confirmed that he had not heard Black Jeanne d'Arc wrongly.

The man asked the witch in a tone full of doubt and confusion.

"I said--"

"Are you serious?"

"You were the one who took the initiative to say you wanted to do this... and now you're telling me you don't know how to do it?!"

Faced with Ian's reproach, Black Jeanne did not feel the slightest bit embarrassed.

On the contrary, she found reasons to explain it all.

"Is there nothing strange about this?"

"I should have said this once before...you are a very special case."

"For other servants before, I only needed to sign a contract with them to achieve the desired relationship."

"But your situation is completely different from theirs."

"You can't conclude a contract this way. You have to do something further."

"and--"

Black Jeanne d'Arc hesitated to speak.

Ian noticed this and began to ask.

"And what?"

"It's come to this point... there's no need for you to keep it a secret from me, right?"

"I'm not hiding it from you." Black Jeanne curled her lips.