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"..."

Knowing that Atalanta has become a thoroughly trained pet.

Ian thought about it and decided to reveal a little bit of the situation to her.

"It's not like there's anything wrong with that."

"I just felt that something was wrong with him."

"Something's not right?" There was a hint of doubt in the cat girl's tone.

"What do you mean something's not quite right?"

"It's hard to explain right now." Ian frowned slightly, "I just have this feeling."

"..."

I had wanted to please Ian and get his praise.

Hearing this, Atalanta immediately wanted to help.

A bold idea came into her mind.

The cat girl stammered and said:

"That--"

"If that's the case..."

"Do you want……"

"How about asking the Master when the three of us are doing it tonight?"

235. Perfect Combat Method/Black Jeanne's Marriage Plan/Strange Jill (4k)

"..."

Ian had never expected Atalanta to take the initiative to make such a suggestion.

After all, this means that she has to "waste" part of the limited time she has available to her.

Thinking of this, Ian found himself hesitating.

This hesitation was also noticed by the cat girl.

While Jeanne d'Arc was still examining the Servant she summoned, she spoke again:

"What's wrong? What are you hesitating about?"

"You think this isn't the right way..."

Looking at the cat girl's cautious look, Ian realized that this unlikely suggestion was actually the result of her courage.

"No."

"Since you said so, let's do as you say."

"But... maybe I'll have to put you in a bit of a quandary then."

"I know." Atalanta nodded with a slight blush.

"But if I can help you, I don't mind."

"..."

Ian felt a little complicated when listening to the cat girl's words.

At the same time, Black Jeanne also learned about her Servant.

In full view of everyone, she ran to Ian and took his arm.

"That looks—"

"I can also invite you to be witnesses at Ian and I's wedding."

"..."

"..."

When Black Jeanne said this, the servants looked at each other in bewilderment.

They could never have imagined that after they appeared in France, they would be asked by their Master to serve as witnesses at the wedding, right?

but--

Not everyone is confused by this.

When Gilles de Rais heard that Joan of Arc was going to marry Ian, he burst into tears on the spot.

He was tall and he kept nodding his head while wiping his tears.

"Okay! It's really great!"

"If the Master is willing to get married... that would be great!"

"In this way, we have achieved a goal!"

As Ian listened to Gilles de Ray's words, the strange feeling in his heart became stronger.

He could sense that this Caster (magician) was very loyal to Black Jeanne.

But this kind of loyalty seems to be mixed with something else.

"It seems that no one has any objection——!"

Black Jeanne d'Arc, who instantly entered the girlfriend state, looked up at the man beside her.

"That--"

"Should we first ask Caster (the magician) what to do next?"

Instead of making a direct decision, Black Jeanne d'Arc rarely sought Ian's opinion.

"it is good."

After receiving the man's accurate reply, a smile appeared on Black Jeanne's face.

She was completely different from the murderous witch she usually was.

No matter who it is, they would probably be curious about what Ian did to make her become like this.

"Atalanta, take them to rest first."

"Yes."

After a brief instruction, Black Jeanne leaned on Ian with a look of joy, and then, under the guidance of Gilles de Ray, headed deep into the Demon City of Orleans.

I have to say is.

Although Orleans was once the place where dragons fought, it was almost reduced to ruins after that.

but--

At this moment, Ian could not find any trace of the past.

He realized it was magic.

A powerful magic was cast on the city, restoring it to its heyday.

Above the sky, the evil dragon was flying with its wings spread, roaring from time to time.

On the road bathed in sunlight were three people heading towards the depths of the Demon King's Castle.

Honestly.

Ian felt that this scene was indescribably weird.

However, Joan of Arc didn't seem to feel this way at all - she was still immersed in the excitement of being able to marry Ian.

even if...

She actually didn't know the true meaning of "marriage", but just felt that it was "a further step" in the relationship and made her own decision.

Finally, the three stopped in front of a church.

same--

This is not an original church in Orleans, but a building that was reproduced through magic.

But this doesn't mean it doesn't have its original function.

On the contrary, this church is not only magnificent but also quite splendid.

Although it is not the first choice for marriage, it can at least be considered an excellent place.

Gilles de Ray turned around and looked at the two people behind him.

"Master... and Ian."

"I think this would be a great place if you guys ever decide to get married."

"I wonder what you think?"

"pretty good!"

Black Joan of Arc raised her head and looked up at the church in front of her, her eyes already filled with infinite yearning.

Her hands were constantly tugging at the clothes of the man next to her.

"So... you need such a nice place to get married?"

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

The Dragon Witch who said this had completely lost her usual murderous aura.

Instead, she behaved like a girlfriend.

"I said I needed a place." Ian responded helplessly.

"But you didn't tell me it would be such a great place!"

"..."

For a moment, Ian really couldn't refute what Black Jeanne d'Arc said.

And seeing her excited expression, the man's mood couldn't help but change slightly.

She really doesn't understand the concept of "marriage".

But he wanted to do this with himself regardless of the consequences.

This is really...

Seeing Black Joan of Arc acting like a spoiled child to Ian, Gilles de Rey wiped away his tears for some reason.

"That's great...it's really great."

He was tall and spoke these words in a trembling voice.

"That--"

"Master, when are you going to get married?! I need to go and prepare properly!"

"This one……"

Black Jeanne hesitated for a moment, then answered very seriously.

"Then tomorrow!"

“Tomorrow?” Gilles de Rais was somewhat surprised.

"Yes!" Black Jeanne nodded and then began to describe her plan.

"One day off."

"Get married in one day."

"Use the remaining time to destroy this land!"

"Jill, this action should be perfect, right?"

"Good! Excellent!" Gilles de Rais said, growing more and more delighted.

"Then I will go and prepare now... I will make sure that you, Master, enjoy a perfect wedding."

"Until then—"