"Woo......"

Joan of Arc whimpered quietly, she wasn't an impatient person, but it must have lasted too long!

From the day when she woke up to the long night, even Joan of Arc felt a little numb.

At first she was full of humiliation and pain, but as the gasps that came from the confessional became more and more submissive and more charming, the situation of the Holy Maiden gradually became awkward.

As a pure holy virgin, although she will not waver in her determination because of this means, she will not listen to the corner for most of the day and have no reaction at all.

Forget about Roland's monster, why can Karen withstand it!

In order not to distract herself, the red-faced saint Maiden was like a schoolboy who had been punished for standing, her hands were carefully attached to her sides, her back was straight, her eyes were slightly lowered, and she didn't even dare to move a little.

She even hoped that the servants outside would quickly fight so that they could divert their attention.

Unfortunately, with a defeat on a scale like yesterday's, and an atmosphere in which even people who don't care about the news wonder if terrorists had entered Tokyo, it is impossible for a cautious god like Gamma to continue to do things before the new plan is born.

And Roland, who is the backbone of the other half of the servant, is also resting, and under the combination of the two, tonight is a rare Christmas Eve.

But not necessarily.

"You're still here, Miss Joan of Arc, and I thought you were scared to run away from this dangerous place."

Roland said with a smile.

He casually straightened his collar and stepped out of the scented confessional chamber to glance at Joan of Arc.

"Although this is very shameless just now, it is still very effective, and as long as I get a little busy later, I guess I will leave you for a while...... It's even more dangerous to stay with me now. ”

Looking at the young lady in front of him, the expression on Roland's face was very sincere and sincere, as if he was really thinking about the safety of the other party.

"Do you want to break the deal with Kalian?"

- This kind of words, of course, Joan of Arc will not say.

She just hasn't read a book, but it doesn't mean she's stupid, the credibility of such a demon to keep her promise is too low, and it's hard to say whether the deal with Karen is a bad taste for her, if she is obedient and obedient, it's okay, once she stimulates the other party, it will make Roland be torn off by the current layer of hypocrisy on his face, and he will directly break the jar.

In fact, even if Roland's gaze was still as hot as a sharp blade, it could easily pierce the layer of fabric that was not very tight, and linger on her delicate body.

…… Although it was indeed his fault that he didn't change the maid outfit, this guy couldn't help but take it too seriously, weren't you satisfied just now!

Joan of Arc frowned, grimaced, and did not say the words in her heart, she decisively chose to give up responding to Roland's teasing and began to change the subject.

"Where's Kalian?"

"Ah, there it is, because she's so tired and still resting."

Roland leaned away slightly, allowing Joan of Arc to see the scene of the confessional.

The first thing that caught the eyes of the saint was the nun's clothes that were thrown on the floor, and the faint special smell that gradually filled the warm air of the church as the closed door was pushed open.

There was also a silver-haired girl leaning against the wall of the confessional, with her thighs still in a posture like letters, and her eyes were blank and blank.

This image, which was too impactful for an untouched girl, instantly took over Joan of Arc's head, robbing her of what was left of her calm and sanity.

Joan of Arc looked at Roland suddenly, her blue pupils filled with cold anger.

The torn holes, the torn black tights, the tear stains on Karen's delicate, flushed face, and the dried marks all illustrate how rough it was.

Just by seeing those details, Joan of Arc can feel the misfortune that befell Karen.

"Karen is really, always so greedy, I don't know if such a strong desire is her strength or weakness."

At this time, Roland also looked at Kalian's appearance and shook his head helplessly.

Although it may be a bit bad to say such things as the initiator, but the conscience of heaven and earth, Roland is just a wicked person without humanity. It's not a scumbag who doesn't care about anything.

When getting along with Kalian, the specific game method is determined by the other party, and the complexity of its tricks is a bit eye-opening for Roland, and it may be because of past experience and personality, Karen is quite fond of rough ways, and after exhaustion, even Roland wants to heal her will be refused, and every time she has to immerse herself in the afterglow for a while as her exclusive finish.

"However, my resistance to coquettishness is really low, and I am always prone to being too spoiled, and she is not the only one who needs to be reflected."

"Karen ......"

Listening to Roland's sincere exclamation, Joan of Arc resisted the urge to punch the bastard, and subconsciously walked to the confessional, and as if thinking of something, took out the regular clothes he had used to change from the bag hanging behind the bench, intending to cover Kalian.

And then—

"Snap ......"

Perhaps because she didn't master the strength well, or maybe she was too anxious, the lady didn't notice the dark marks in the dark confessional, and the splashed liquid quickly hung on the girl's small black leather shoes and white stockings.

- Ahhhh

The discomfort from her calves made Joan of Arc regret it as soon as she stepped inside, and she glared at the innocent Roland with rather terrible eyes, glaring at the other party with an effort.

Her iron will, which she could handle in the face of thousands of troops on the battlefield, was useless at this point, and Joan of Arc only felt that her calves were trembling, and her whole body felt as if it had been petrified, cold and hard.

But there was no turning back from the bow, and the holy lady could only staggered over the mire under her feet, covered Karen with clothes, and after settling down, she moved out of the confessional little by little, and closed the door.

"What are your conditions?"

Joan of Arc bit her lip, the expression on her pretty face was serious and serious, and the will in her eyes did not waver.

Even if she has fallen to this point, she has not changed her attitude and style towards evil people.

Because of this, Roland instantly got rid of the calmness brought by pleasure, and the fire in his heart was hooked and burned.

"On what terms?"

"No more conditions for Karen to do this, your original target didn't include this child, how can you let her go?"

Seeing Roland's deliberate appearance of pretending to be stupid, Joan of Arc frowned imperceptibly, but still said what she thought.

Karen is just an ordinary girl who has been involved by herself, and even if she has a special physique, she doesn't have the value to make the Apocalyptic Beast willing to trade with her.

In Joan of Arc's opinion, Roland's ultimate goal will definitely not be so simple, let her go so easily, even if the other party's strength is far stronger than her, it is too unreliable.

In this case, in the end, you still have to find yourself.

"Although I was easily defeated by you, I am still a servant, and I am fundamentally different from ordinary people like Kalian, what do you want me to do?"

Joan of Arc asked straight to the point.

"What do you want to do?"

Seeing the untactful appearance of the Holy Lady, Roland froze for a moment, and after realizing Joan of Arc's thoughts, he showed a playful smile.

"You're so arrogant, Miss Joan of Arc, I don't need anything, and even if I really have a wish that I can't fulfill, it's not something you can reach."

Roland said lightly.

"What's more, I'm just helping Karen."

"Help? No kidding! I've done this kind of thing, too! ”

Thinking of Karen's previous appearance, and hearing Roland say such a high-sounding reason, even Joan of Arc could no longer suppress the anger in his heart.

Compared with evil in the broad sense, Roland's attitude of not thinking that he is doing evil at all is more likely to anger the girl, because this is the real evil.

“…… And you did. ”

Roland wasn't annoyed by Joan of Arc's elevated tone, but nodded with a smile.

"So, are you going to help her instead of me?"

"If I said yes...... Will you let Karen go? ”

"Of course."

Roland nodded as a matter of course.

"So, I promise you, what will I do?"

Although she may be forced to become an accomplice driven by Roland, Joan of Arc itself sees little hope in this Holy Grail War, as long as she is not allowed to burn and loot such things as impossible, even if she is an enemy of other heroes, Joan of Arc intends to grit her teeth and bear it.

This is the few rewards she can give to Karen, who won that freedom for herself.

Although Roland had also shown covetousness for her body before, the other party did not cross the line when she couldn't resist, and some of the natural Joan of Arc naturally regarded Roland as the conspirators he had met in the Holy Grail War.

But soon, she will realize how outrageous this misunderstanding is, and how unfathomable the lower limit of the man in front of her is.

"Very well," Roland nodded with satisfaction, "Then I'll make a long story short,

- Make up for it with me, Miss Joan of Arc. ”

"Huh?"

As soon as Roland's words fell, the saint froze, and the atmosphere of looking at death as if she was at home was unconsciously broken.

She looked at Roland, who looked as usual, with shocked eyes, and thought that the other party was joking.

But Roland was no different, just quietly staring at Joan of Arc, looking very leisurely.

However, this attitude was enough to make Joan of Arc realize the seriousness of the other party, and in combination with the scene just now, Joan of Arc's eyes when she looked at Roland also became a little complicated.

Although as one of the characteristics of the moon out of the circle, the act of mending demons is not uncommon in derivative works, what needs to be corrected is ...... Demonic replenishment is a fairly formal term.

Although it is an absolute anomaly for ordinary people, in the inner world, such situations are commonplace.

Mana is equivalent to life force, and its abundance can affect the outcome of a battle, even for the Servant, the amount of magic can mean whether or not he can reproduce the expressiveness that is enough to make people drop their jaws during their lifetime.

In the same way that Webb could put aside his negligible self-esteem and learn from female magicians to grow long hair in order to increase their magical power, for other magicians, it is not uncommon to replenish their magic by ingesting bodily fluids, and it can even be regarded as a type of transaction that is not uncommon.

But despite this, Joan of Arc is still very new to this kind of thing.

In the past, when she participated in the war as a ruler, she was offered by the Holy Grail, and her own type of treasure is also a level where magic power can be played at the highest level as long as the supply is normal, and no matter how much it is, it is useless.

Being summoned simply as a servant is the first time for Joan of Arc.

Therefore, she was completely unprepared.

"Kalian!"

The Holy Maiden let out a low exclamation, understanding what Roland meant.

Her Noble Phantasm is a permanent type, and the consumption is not particularly large, but in the face of the power of the Noble Phantasm itself, which is almost broken, this consumption is still considerable, and ordinary magicians will feel too hard to fight independently.

Then Karen, even less.

Although I don't want to belittle the master, but the other party's qualifications in the demon path are really not good, his father was born with a magic circuit because of the miracle of the church, and the quality can only be said to be at a decent level, and it can't be compared with the normal first generation magician.

Coupled with free marriage and love, she was not affected by the demonic atmosphere, and Kalian's qualifications ...... It had reached the point where Webb could be a little more confident in front of her.

It can be seen from the fact that they have already come to the church that is located on the leyline and surrounded by a lot of magic, and Joan of Arc needs extra food to replenish the magic power.

Theoretically, Karen shouldn't have been involved in a big battle like the Holy Grail War, because her qualities as a master were probably only better than ordinary people.

Yesterday's own consumption, I'm afraid it's quite difficult for Kalian, if it ends a little slower, I'm afraid that in order to maintain his existence, the contract will forcibly squeeze Kalian's lifespan to convert the magic power.

In this way, Roland's timely replenishment of the demon is indeed helping her.

But in such a situation, if you don't replenish the magic power of the master, then the only remaining demon replenishment objects are ......

Even if he had already realized it before, such a sudden situation still made Joan of Arc stop talking.

But worse than that, she didn't have time to regret it.

"So, let's start preparing now for the future."

Such words came to the ears of the Holy Lady.

Feeling the approaching temperature, she subconsciously took a step back.

Then she staggered into the other end of the confessional, the room where the priest used to confess to the faithful, with a mesh of panes, and she could even see Kalian's unsightly appearance in her peripheral vision.

Such a familiar and vivid fate made Miss Joan of Arc's heart rise with an irrepressible deep remorse.

She had never regretted it so much, and she had recklessly agreed to Roland's move out of guilt without asking clearly.

Nope-

When I met this guy last night, I should have followed my instincts and instincts and turned and ran away immediately.

If I had managed to escape, would the outcome have been different?

Joan of Arc retreated step by step, but until her weak body touched the solid wall, and there was no way back behind her, the revelation that had always been omnipotent did not give her an answer, as if it had already been answered.

What's worse is that feeling this ambiguous atmosphere and the temperature of the approaching man, the strange and strong smell gives her a strong sense of vertigo.

The Holy Maiden's breathing also became a little rapid.

In the end, she is just a pure girl, and before she gets the mission, she inevitably fantasizes about meeting her beloved in the future, and then dedicating the things she has guarded to the other party.

At this time, she realized that in the time she had been waiting, her will was firm, but her body was still very honest.

Because there are some things that do not need to be taught, even for pure saints.

Joan of Arc's pretty face turned red, like a burning cloud on the horizon.

The crystal blue pupils are also glowing with mist-like water.

From Roland's pupils, which were as clear as pure rubies, the Saintess clearly saw a trace of enchantment in her body that she had never felt before.

Her body leaning against the wall slipped a little, and under the hem of her skirt, the legs wrapped in white stockings were also intertwined with each other, rubbing uneasily.

Under such an action, the maid's outfit, which was not very strict, also became messy, setting off the girl's beautiful body curves and the skin that was as white as the first snow, but was slowly dyed red at the moment.

"Uh-huh...... Don't..."

Joan of Arc subconsciously stuck out her tongue and licked the crystal on the corner of her mouth, and her throat trembled slightly.

This action was made, and the Holy Maiden regretted it.

That's right, because of the contrast is too great, even Roland was stunned for a moment because of Joan of Arc's appearance, not knowing whether this vague action was a rebellion or acquiescence.

After seeing Roland's performance, Joan of Arc was even more ashamed.

When did her voice become so soft?

And this shameless action, isn't it like inviting the other party?

The unwavering faith, the guilt and determination caused by Karen's situation, and the fantasies and instincts from her girlhood, between the entanglement of the three, there is finally only one thought left in the heart of the Holy Maiden.

Mutter...... Kill me.

(End of chapter)