Joan of Arc's room is at the deepest part of this art palace-like place.
To use a general palace metaphor, it would be [between the thrones].
In various game animations, as long as a castle appears, there will definitely be a room between the thrones. Either an important plot happens here, the prince and princess escape with the intention of restoring the country, or the decisive battle with the big devil takes place here.
Regardless of whether you are a good guy or a villain, in short, things should be discussed between the thrones. Even the vampire Count Dracula placed his coffin between the thrones, and I don’t know why he had to add a coffin between the thrones.
Window, every time someone from the Belmont family comes over, they use sunlight to destroy him. He really has an inexplicable obsession with the throne room. Count, don’t you think it’s enough to put the coffin in the basement to be airtight?
In short, Yagi Xuezhai came to the deepest place. The morning of Black Jeanne Arc was as always...
"Ahhhhhhhhh! Onee-sama! Hey hey hey hey..."
"Don't come here!!! What a pervert!!!"
Such shouts can be heard in the distance.
Yagi Xuezhai took a deep breath and knocked on the door: "We are in, Jeanne."
"Ahhhhhh!! No! Don't come in now!!!"
"Hmph, woman, I hate when others order me the most. Just kick the door! Right...I will never show mercy to a good woman!"
As Siegfried spoke, he kicked the door open with a flying kick!
Napoleon ducked in, took out a camera from nowhere, and took random pictures.
In the flickering of the flash, everyone could clearly see two women twisting together on the bed. The one on top was a blue woman with long aqua hair, a fanatical smile on her face, and her hands tightly
He held down Black Jeanne's hands and pressed her on the bed. Their hair was tangled together. No matter how you looked at it, it looked...
Yagi stretched out his hand to block Attila Lily's eyes on his shoulder.
"What are you doing in front of the children..."
"Take this woman with a brain problem away from me quickly!"
"Oh! So, which one do you want me to take away, Senior Jeanne?"
Napoleon, the little devil's descendant, chuckled and teased.
"Which one else! It's just...ah! You bastard, you are cursing me that there is something wrong with my brain?! Damn it!"
"Also, Senior Jeanne~ If you want the negatives, hehe, the price is not cheap."
"Uh-huh! Over there! Idiot idol, steal his film from me!"
"Are you kidding me? Why would I do this for a guy like you? Humph, you are an interesting woman."
"Ah, ah, onee-sama! onee-sama! Hehe, onee-sama!"
On the other side, while Black Joan was fighting with everyone, Brünnhilde lowered her body even more enthusiastically...
Oh oh oh oh! This, this scene!
Yagi took a picture in his mind. This is the CG he wanted! Great!
"Hey! Over there! Come here and help me!"
Seeing that Siegfried and Napoleon could not count on each other, Black Joan could only aim at Yagi Xuezai. Yagi nodded, put down the little Attila on his shoulders, ran behind Brünnhilde, and hooked her hands
Her shoulders felt like she was holding a kitten...well, judging from her physique, she should feel like she was holding a big lion.
"Okay, stop making trouble."
"Ah!!! Onee-sama! Sigurd, please don't get in the way of my love exchange with onee-sama!"
"First of all, I am not Sigurd. Secondly, please keep the communication of love within a healthy range. Otherwise, we will only be able to put the 18 label on the cover."
Black Joan didn't care about anything. When she saw that this woman with a brain problem was trapped, she quickly turned over and got up. Without caring about adjusting her clothes, she kicked Brünnhilde with a roundhouse whip, causing her whole body to fall apart.
Kicked away.
"protect me!"
Black Joan gave the order, and Yagi turned half of his body to block her, and intercepted Brünnhilde who was about to pounce.
"Damn, what the hell did I create!"
Black Jeanne shouted with lingering fear. No matter how she looked at it, she felt that she shouldn't have created these guys? She must have made a mistake! Yes! Her wish must have been distorted by the Holy Grail.
No matter what, now that Black Joan finally felt a little more relaxed, she asked: "What are you doing here?"
"Well, of course I'm here to ask, what should we do? As the servants you summoned, what should we do?"
Yagi Xuesai asked.
"Well…………"
Black Joan responded and suddenly fell silent.
Because she didn't speak, no one spoke, and everyone was waiting for her quietly.
The silence lasted for a long time, even Brünnhilde didn't make a fuss, everyone was waiting for her to speak.
Joan of Arc lowered her head and said nothing.
The atmosphere was awkward for a while.
(Oops, I didn’t actually think about anything. I was just attracted to the Holy Grail, and then I couldn’t give it in. I didn’t think about anything. I just summoned the servants casually. What should I do? What should I do? Tell them.
This will definitely not work! Hmm... It's hard, do you want them to make love to me? Teeth ah ah ah ah ah! Are you kidding me! I am a proud dragon witch! I am not that idiot with big breasts in love.
Brain, how could I give that kind of order to my servants! Wuwuwuwuwu...)
Black Joan's psychological activities are extremely rich, but her expression cannot be realized, and she can only react through the upwelling of Qi and blood.
Qi and blood surge up, and the only symptom is blushing.
Uh-huh.
"Everyone, our long-cherished wish is for the happiness of Miss Joan of Arc. Here, I have a proposal."
Yagi Xuezai suddenly spoke.
"We are both Heroic Spirits and not Heroic Spirits. We are a fusion of different aspects, so we are undoubtedly fakes. However, as long as we can be sure that the value of the fake is equal to or even higher than the real thing, then there is no problem at all.
Is it right? Just like the imitation porcelain of the Tang Dynasty is still an antique today. As long as I wait for the followers of the counterfeit to prove that the counterfeit can keep pace with the real thing, we can... we can..."
At the end of the knitting, Yagi couldn't knit anymore. He repeated it several times as if he was stuck. Finally, he simply gave up thinking. He took a deep breath, raised his fist high, and shouted: "For Jeanne d'Arc!!!"
Without exception, everyone below looked at him like an idiot. Only little Atila raised his fist: "For mother!!"
Seeing her raise her hands, Napoleon and Siegfried also raised their hands, and everyone shouted together: "For Joan of Arc!"
"………………quick……"
Black Joan spoke.
"Oh, Joan of Arc, don't worry, as long as I'm here, I will never let you..."
Yagi took advantage of the situation and wanted to hold her hand, but Black Jeanne angrily kicked him on the back, kicking him and Brünnhilde away!
"Shut up! It's so shameful! You idiot!!! The one who embarrasses me the most is you!!!!"