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"But I haven't figured out what's going on yet."

The Dragon Witch moved her body back a little.

"do not know why."

"My body has been telling me to do this since the moment I saw you."

"I've been holding back for a long time."

"If you don't do this——"

“I’ll feel totally uncomfortable.”

"..."

If anyone else had said this, Ian might have just maneuvered slightly.

But when Black Jeanne d'Arc, who had almost the same face as the one in his memory, said this, the man's feelings were completely on a different level.

His throat moved slightly, swallowing the undigested past.

Finally, Ian nodded.

"I understand."

"If this is really the case, the situation is a bit complicated."

"It's good that you know!" Black Jeanne was a little impatient, "Don't dilly-dally, time is precious."

"If we keep wasting time like this, the contract won't be fulfilled!"

The Dragon Witch said this as if what she was about to do was just some daily routine.

The evil dragon continued to fly forward.

The clouds in the sky were broken by this huge demon, leaving a white path.

It has no idea what is happening on its back.

It only felt that the noise coming from there seemed a little louder.

In fact, it does.

At this moment, the Dragon Witch is controlling the evil dragon she summoned in a special posture.

To be precise, she was controlling the evil dragon while being controlled by the man at the same time.

"Is this the only way to do this?"

Black Jeanne looked at the legs beside her ears with curiosity, as if she had discovered the way to a new world.

"But it seems to be cool."

"..."

Ian now confirmed that the fierce-looking Black Jeanne had basically zero experience in this regard.

She didn't even know how to greet it.

This is a very contradictory existence.

The Dragon Witch who yells about turning others into her servants, is actually a virgin who knows nothing.

This is somewhat sweaty.

but--

For the man at this moment, the girl's blank state may not be a bad thing.

After all, it means she doesn't have so many weird ideas.

In a way, this is a pretty lucky situation.

"Hey!"

Black Jeanne's voice called Ian back from his celebration.

"and then?"

"What should I do next?!"

"..."

Black Jeanne took the initiative to the point that Ian began to doubt whether he was paying tribute.

Otherwise, how could there be such a positive attitude? !

Fortunately, this is not the first time that a man has become a girl's enlightenment teacher - he has unparalleled experience advantages in this regard.

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"Well... let's try this first." Ian began to take the situation seriously.

"Hold on to your flag and don't let it drop."

"Yes, of course I know!" The Dragon Witch nodded in response.

Thus, at this moment in the sky of France, a wonderful enlightenment ceremony began.

It was an experience the girl had never had before.

At the same time, it was also what she believed was a way to conclude a contract with the man behind her.

“Burn up—!”

"My Servant Ian!"

The sun is shining brightly and white clouds are floating.

The evil dragon felt that his head seemed to be wet by something.

Is it raining?

That’s not right either.

And speaking of which, since a while ago, it seems that my witch master has only been making strange noises.

In the end what happened?

The evil dragon couldn't figure it out no matter how hard he tried.

Evening came quietly.

The evil dragon landed on the ground once again - it was already quite far away from Dongremi Village.

It folded its wings and seemed to be taking a rest.

but--

The evil dragon is resting.

But its master, the Dragon Witch, who intended to destroy the whole of France with ferocious flames, was even more spirited than before.

She planted the flag with the dragon's mark on it into the ground, and she excitedly started to pester the man next to her.

“So that’s what it feels like—!”

“Isn’t this too comfortable?!”

"Ian, why didn't you tell me earlier?!"

"No." Ian looked at the Dragon Witch in front of him helplessly, "How could I tell you this earlier?"

"Just say it directly!"

Black Jeanne d'Arc touched her lower abdomen, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised.

He looked as if he couldn't wait to dig out the memories in his head.

"If you told me that this is how I felt... I wouldn't have talked to you about so many weird things."

"..."

Ian had no idea how to respond to Black Jeanne's words.

But at this moment, he could confirm one thing - that was the girl in front of him was extremely lacking in common sense.

No.

It should be said that it is not just a lack of common sense, but a lack of a benchmark that can allow her to judge whether something can be done.

Because it is shameful not to know how to have in-depth communication.

So I mistook the desire coming from my body as a way of "contracting" myself - after all, I had never experienced this feeling before.

This situation can no longer be called abnormal.

It is an extremely horrible state of mental distortion - making decisions based solely on whether you like it or not.

If you like it, you will do it;

If you don't like it, you will destroy it.

It's probably not an exaggeration to say that she is crazy.

How could this be?

At this moment, Black Jeanne suddenly pounced on Ian.

Those beautiful golden eyes stared straight at the man beneath her, not concealing the aroused desire in her heart at all.

"Hello--!"

"Now that you know it's so comfortable, hurry up and do it again."

The girl licked her lips like a hungry wolf.

"You can still do it, right? My Servant."

"..."

Ian realized that Black Jeanne was obsessed with this feeling of soul connection.

She also had no idea that the so-called "contract method" was just an illusion of the body.

And judging from the fact that she is still as hungry as a wolf after this incident, her demand in this area is probably not a little bit huge.

Of course, men are not afraid of such things.

He has always been good at demonstrating his masculine abilities.

What he was worried about was that Black Jeanne would put all her energy into this matter and eventually forget her promise.

If that happens, one would not be able to achieve one's goal.

Thinking of this, the man took advantage of this rare opportunity and answered directly.

"Of course that's no problem."

"but--"

"I think you haven't forgotten what you promised me, right?"

"Once you become your Servant, you will..."

"Tsk."

"You always care about these unimportant things."

Although she said this, Black Jeanne looked like she was going to explain seriously.

Although she has a bad temper, she is very trustworthy.

Just like what I said before - the Dragon Witch keeps her word.

Black Jeanne sat on Ian's legs, tilted her head, held her cheek with one hand, and looked at him in front of her.

"But I'll tell you anyway."

"My relationship with that Saint Lady...is just a name."

"what?"

Although he had prepared himself mentally in advance, Ian was still somewhat surprised when he heard Black Jeanne say such words.

but--