My mother's love song

Atalanta rested the back of her head on Rhodes' chest, shook her cat ears comfortably, and spoke without raising her eyes.

"If Caster says he wants to defeat Amakusa Shiro, then I will join the battle. If he decides to help the Red Team, I will also go back to the Sky Garden with Caster."

"..."

Everyone felt speechless.

When I first saw Red Archer, I had the impression that she was a cold and icy beauty, so why has she become a pure love-brained person now?

Should we say that Atalanta is worthy of being a believer of the Moon Goddess... Although she is usually very calm, once she falls in love, she becomes blinder than anyone else.

Everyone's mood now is probably the same as Atalanta's when she first met the goddess Artemis, a feeling of inexplicable disillusionment.

"In that case, Archer, please step aside from this meeting for now. Since we don't know whether we will be enemies or friends next, can you please take Caster back to the guest room we have prepared?"

Fiore's request was very reasonable, and Atalanta readily helped Rhodes escape.

But Joan stopped her.

"That's not necessary. Caster will help stop Amakusa Shirou Tokisada."

"Is this something you and Caster have agreed on?"

Jeanne shook her head and said calmly with a relaxed expression: "No, I believe... if it is Caster who is more noble than anyone else, he will definitely make this choice."

Everyone was speechless and choked.

Oh my god, there is a love-brained saint here too!

What is going on in this Holy Grail War? Is Black Caster the reincarnation of a succubus?

Or is this young man the true god of love, Kama, who has the ability to make people obey him unconditionally?

The Indian loli in Black Assassin was sitting with her legs crossed, holding her chin with one hand and smiling without saying a word.

Since Ruler had said so, there was nothing she could do, so Fiore asked the next question.

"Well, let's talk about our next plan. First of all, where exactly are they going? Ruler, can you figure it out with your ability?"

Sadly, Joan shook her head.

"Using the power of the Sky Garden to strip the Greater Holy Grail and seize it is beyond imagination. I have no idea where they are going.

However, there is no problem in tracking it. Because of the way it was summoned, there is a particularly strong connection between me and the Holy Grail. As long as I know the general location, I think it should be possible to find it. "

Moreover, the sky garden has its own magic power, and the red Servants are also on standby in the sky garden. This means that if you want to track them, you won't have to worry about finding clues.

"They are moving in the sky garden, so something so huge must move very slowly. If we just consider the distance, it should be easy to catch up with them."

At this point, Ruler began to be vague.

But it's not surprising. If we catch up with them, it's very easy as Ruler said. But the problem is what to do after catching up with them. The Sky Garden is literally floating in the air.

If we just chase him from the ground, we won't be able to reach the destination no matter how hard we try. Although there is no problem using the Command Spell by jumping, it is too wasteful.

"Isn't it the only plane?"

Lion Jie shrugged and said, "Fortunately, Archer has decided to leave the Red Team. We don't have to worry about her sniping at flying units."

"No, I haven't decided to join you yet."

"Considering the price, it is more practical to take a plane."

".Well, let's just decide to take a plane for now."

Everyone unanimously decided that no matter whether it was by plane or something else, they must find a way to fly in the air and catch up with the sky garden.

"Let's go and rest now, because we still need to contact other relatives."

Fiore concluded, "You can always use any vacant rooms in the city. Well, I'll be leaving now."

And just like that, at three o'clock in the morning when the night was at its darkest, this impromptu joint operations meeting ended.

The Yugdomirenya clan and the Lion Jiejieli left the meeting room one after another.

"Then what's next."

Jeanne and Atalanta each hugged a part of Rod, and sparks flashed in their eyes when they looked at each other.

It looks like tonight will be a sleepless night.

Chapter 396: Jeanne's Transformation, Ata's Marriage

“Wow… You’re taking it for granted that you want to sleep in the same bed with a man. Ruler, are you really a virgin?”

In the luxurious guest room of the city of Milenia, Atalanta covered the sleeping Rhodes with a blanket, held his hand and lay down comfortably beside him.

Jeanne's cheeks flushed, and she said angrily, "What... Caster is my brother, and it doesn't matter since we are siblings!"

The saint said this and sat down beside the double bed.

She gracefully took off her leather shoes and the black over-the-knee socks she had worn for a day and a night, revealing her slender, plump, white thighs.

"And I'm going to monitor you to prevent you from doing anything inappropriate to Caster." Jeanne pouted.

"Humph... She said she was Rhodes' sister. How suspicious."

During the couple's candid conversation last night, Atalanta already knew that Rhodes was a person who had experienced the entire history of mankind, so it was not surprising that he knew Joan of Arc.

Atalanta said this simply to annoy this saint whom she disliked.

"It's just your wishful thinking, right?"

"It's not wishful thinking. At least it's much more real than the husband and wife relationship you claim."

After folding her knee-high socks on a chair beside the bed, Joan of Arc walked to the window, knelt on one knee, and began her daily prayer routine.

"I turned off the lights."

After taking a look at the focused Ruler, Atalanta turned off the lights in the room and turned her face towards the young man.

The girl stretched her neck and kissed Rhodes' cheek, then closed her eyes.

"Good night, Rod."

After a while, Joan of Arc, who had finished praying and changed into pajamas, climbed onto the bed and lay down next to Rhodes.

Joan of Arc made quite a noise when she went to bed, but neither of the two people on the bed reacted at all. It seemed that they were exhausted after fighting all night.

But Jeanne is different from Caster and Archer. She only fought with the original humans for a while. Not only did she not feel tired, she was also in a state of mental excitement because of the appearance of Amakusa, the mastermind behind the battle.

She observed the young man beside her by the light of the stars.

Hmm...Although he is usually an unpredictable and worrying brother, he becomes very obedient and quiet after falling asleep.

Besides... Joan of Arc felt that Rhodes was more lovable than usual.

"Hehehe..."

Rhodes was sleeping soundly. The saint looked at his sleeping face and smiled gently.

No wonder he slept so soundly. Tonight, he first used the [Anti-World Noble Phantasm] to destroy the vampire Dracula, and then summoned an extraordinary golem that was powerful enough to flatten Romania. The energy consumption must have been extraordinary.

Really, how many secrets do you have?

The saint gently stretched out her slender finger and poked the young man's sleeping cheek.

"But... I'm pushing myself again. Now just take a good rest. You've worked hard tonight."

After saying that, Jeanne pursed her lips.

A complex expression flashed across her beautiful face, and her pretty eyebrows slightly wrinkled.

She recalled the scene she had just witnessed accidentally, where Atalanta kissed Rhodes' cheek naturally and generously.

Although she was ready to stop him, Joan of Arc somehow did not do so.

Why didn't I stop Atalanta?

Now Joan of Arc knew the reason.

A small amount of saliva was secreted in her mouth, and the Saint Lady bit her lower lip with her silver teeth.

I was stuck like this for about ten seconds.

After a long ten seconds of decision, Jeanne finally showed an expression that showed she was determined about an idea.

She leaned her upper body forward slightly, and then quickly, like a chicken pecking at rice, brushed her lips across the side of Rhodes' cheek.

"…Good night, Rod."

After kissing the young man's cheek, she immediately turned around in panic, slightly arched her upper body with her back to Rhodes, and covered her burning cheek.

Woohoo…I really kissed you!

No, but it's normal for a sister to kiss her brother on the cheek before going to bed, right?

Yes, that's right! This is normal! It's a sign of love between siblings!

"Wow~ You are unexpectedly bold, Saint."

A voice sounded in Joan of Arc's mind. It was not the Lord, nor the head of the Seraph, but the body she possessed.

The personality of French high school girl Leticia.

This Holy Grail War is very special. Jeanne was the Ruler who was temporarily summoned after the Greater Holy Grail became aware of Amakusa's conspiracy.

For various reasons, Jeanne d'Arc is not an ordinary Servant, but one who descended into the world through the body of a JK who looks exactly like her.

“Eh? Eh, eh, eh, eh? Leticia, you’re not sleeping?”

"Yeah, I didn't sleep. How can I miss such a rare Shura field!"

"Shura Field? Stop saying weird things! I'm just keeping an eye on Archer to prevent her from doing anything weird to my Rod!"

"You're really not honest... You know boys will dislike you if you're like this?"

Leticia murmured softly: Well, it’s okay because Caster has always been so fond of you, right?

"Will men dislike me?" Jeanne asked nervously.

Leticia smiled and said, "I don't know. I have never been in a relationship, so I can't help you, Saint."

"So it's not a love relationship! Rod and I have a very close, loving brother-sister relationship!"

Jeanne puffed up her face angrily: Why is this kid like this? He always teases me about my relationship with Rhode...

However, Miss Saint unexpectedly discovered that she did not hate Leticia's "joking" behavior.

I even hope she can say more.

Leticia said, "Because of your unwillingness to face your inner thoughts, Caster might be snatched away by Archer... Do you think this is okay?"

"It's okay!" Jeanne said affirmatively.

"Rod isn't the type of person who would be led by a girl.

He has no romantic feelings for me.

Even if what you said is true, Rod won't hate me after he finds out that he can't get love from me! We can still be siblings!"

“Wow…”

Leticia stuck out her tongue: Joan of Arc is a natural green tea who has no self-awareness...

"and."

"And what?"

Jeanne said in a soft voice, "If Rhode really wants to seek love from me, well... that's not impossible... It's nothing!

Anyway, Rhode and I are just very good siblings with no blood relationship! Go to sleep, Leticia! "

"Yes~Yes~ Then I'll go to sleep. Good night, Saint Lady."

Jeanne let out a long sigh: "Well, good night."

For some reason, I felt a little empty inside and wanted to chat with Leticia about love for a while longer, but since I had already urged her to go to bed, it was not easy to change the topic.

In the end, Joan of Arc could only fall asleep in depression.

Just like that, the guest room returned to silence, leaving only the ticking of the quartz clock.

Tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick.

In the extremely quiet space, ten minutes seemed as long as an hour.