"Joan of Arc, is there anything else?"

"I'm wondering......" Joan of Arc put her hands behind her back, her head bowed, the tip of her right foot pressed against the ground, "if the Lord is too tired." ”

"Worried you?" Shen He sat on the bed and patted the position beside him.

"Of course I'm worried." Joan of Arc sat down beside Shen He and cleared his throat with a red face, "Because the Imperial Master was just an ordinary person before this, and suddenly he had to face so many people and think about so many things all at once, so he was almost tired......

"I'm not that vulnerable." Shen He smiled and shook his head.

"Isn't it really being strong?" Joan of Arc looked at him with a suspicious expression, "I just looked like I would fall asleep as soon as I closed my eyes. ”

"That's just because Violet's massage is very comfortable, and the war tonight has been tense and nerve-wracking, so I'm a little sleepy."

"Really?" Joan of Arc was a little unconvinced.

"Of course it's true." Shen He nodded fiercely, with a face full of memories, "The little hands are soft, and probably because Violet is very familiar with the muscles and bones of the human body, and has a strong control over the strength, obviously just looking up some teaching videos, and then practicing it, it becomes super powerful." ”

In fact, Shen He just got up immediately, and he was also worried that he would really fall asleep if he was not careful.

"Well......" Joan of Arc smiled a little reluctantly, "yes, that is, knees, knee pillows, or something, it's really a joke." ”

“...... Joan of Arc ...... You don't think you took that sentence seriously before you stayed. Shen He's eyes widened slightly.

Joan of Arc's shoulders drooped down in frustration all of a sudden, his face was flushed, such cute movements and expressions made Shen He couldn't help laughing, and seeing him smile like this, Joan of Arc twisted his face to the side as if angry.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."

Shen He hurriedly apologized and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, "Joan of Arc, you also want to do something for me to muster up the courage to stay, since this is the case, then I will live up to your kindness." ”

He stretched out his hand and gently patted Joan of Arc's thighs wrapped in stockings, lay down on his side, and put his head on it, this sudden movement made Joan of Arc's body freeze suddenly, but after seeing the slight tiredness on Shen He's face, he gradually relaxed, and gently put his palm on Shen He's shoulders and side head.

It's just a matter of being a servant and doing something powerful for the master.

Joan of Arc thought to herself.

The scene suddenly fell silent, Shen He originally just wanted to get up with a joke pillow, but now he felt a little unable to get up, not only because of the softness of the contact between his head and neck, not only because of the fragrant smell of constantly licking his nose, but also because of the warm feeling in his heart.

If this is still in the Overworld, I will probably take a photo with my mobile phone and send it to the circle of friends to show affection.

Then they are bombarded with messages from parents, relatives, and friends, asking questions, and envy, jealousy, and hatred.

It's a pity that Joan of Arc is not a lover, she just shows concern for the more suitable lord based on her kindness, carefulness, simplicity, and the quality of her duties as an orthodox heroic soul - Shen He knows this very well, so he is moved by this girl's demeanor.

"Now, Joan of Arc."

Shen He raised his eyes slightly, wanting to see Joan of Arc's expression.

However, nothing was seen, everything was blocked, blocked......

"Master?"

Joan of Arc lowered his head sideways, and his long braided hair swept over his shoulders from behind him because of such a movement, and gently swept over Shen He's inner ear.

It's a little ticklish.

But now it's inconvenient to reach out and wrap around, and you'll be treated as a pervert.

"What do you think?" Shen He held back the itching of his ears, "You no longer have to participate in the Holy Grail War, you no longer need to take on the duties of the Ruler, you don't even have to go back to Valhalla, although you are now a Heroic Spirit, but it is no different from being reborn - you can stay here forever, what do you think about this?" ”

The Immortal Servant is summoned from the Throne of the Immortal by the Holy Grail and given a body, acting as a magician's messenger.

Although they are directly connected to the Heroic Spirit itself, they have their pride and dignity, but they are still essentially things that do not belong to this world, and only appear in the human world for a short time to achieve the mission of winning the Holy Grail War with the Master, and after the defeat or the end of the Holy Grail War, they must return to Valhalla.

And now, although it's not clear how the system does it.

But the Joan of Arc in front of her is undoubtedly the Heroic Spirit Body, and she doesn't even need to go back to Valhalla.

"Reborn ......" Joan of Arc's eyes flashed with a hint of confusion, "I don't know...... Because the Heroic Spirit is only a shadow of the world, a thing that has passed away, we should have lost all possibilities and only spent a brief time with humans..... That's right. ”

As a Heroic Spirit, or rather, as a Heroic Spirit, human beings have always been her very cherished existence.

Because human beings are free, even twisted, evil, and ordinary humans have all kinds of possibilities, and they can open up all kinds of paths to the future, which is something that the Heroic Spirit cannot do.

But as Shen He said, this possibility is now available to her.

"Why don't you go find it?" Shen He suddenly said softly, "Not as a heroic spirit, as a servant, but as that little girl in the countryside, go find what you like and what you want to do, but if you live for nineteen years old, you should have a lot of nostalgia for this world." ”

In fact, of all the heroic spirits, Joan of Arc can be regarded as a relatively rare type - as a saint, she is too approachable.

In the process of getting along with Joan of Arc, Shen He often forgets that this is a saint with great achievements, and the evidence is that there is no psychological pressure to flirt.

"That's ...... Can it really be? Joan of Arc looked indescribably tempted or confused.

"Absolutely." Shen He took a deep breath and turned over, "Didn't I say that I was going out to have a good time tomorrow?" So be prepared with anticipation, there are so many more fun things in this era than in your time. ”

“...... Thank you, Master. ”

Joan of Arc smiled happily, and then she reached out and held Shen He's palm tightly, looked at him and said:

"I wanted to help you do something, but you helped me again, but it's great to have met you, Master."

Joan of Arc also said this when he was summoned, but saying it again at this time seemed to have a different meaning, and Shen He couldn't take his eyes off Joan of Arc's face at this moment.

Sure enough, it is a heroic spirit that does not belong to human beings, Shen He sighed in his heart.

The smooth pink skin, the bright blonde hair, and the jewel-like lilac eyes were too beautiful for a living being.