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"But I think maybe it has something to do with Jeanne?"

"Yes, cough... cough." The father took out his handkerchief and wiped his mouth.

"You should know that she has been going to the church recently, right?"

"Ok, I know."

"That--"

The father's eyes fell on the boy in front of him, looking a little heavy.

"What do you think about this?"

"I feel good." Ian looked directly at his father, "At least it's much better than staying at home and doing nothing before."

"I'd love to see her do that."

"Really……"

The father's brows slowly opened, as if he had gotten the answer he wanted.

"That's great."

"Then it seems that you will support Jeana in doing this in the future."

"correct."

Father rummaged in the cabinet nearby and took out an exquisite box.

He opened the box and took out a pendant.

It was a pendant with very exquisite workmanship and carved into the shape of a dragon head.

"Pierre, this is for you."

"This……"

Ian looked at the pendant and was a little at a loss for a moment.

His intuition told him that this thing was worth a lot of money.

"Father, why did you give me such a thing? It would be safer if I left it with you, right?"

"No." The middle-aged man shook his head.

"This is your thing originally, I'm just giving it back to you now."

"My stuff?"

"Yes." Father nodded, "Your mother left it to you."

"So Pierre, take it."

"and also--"

"I'm sorry for what happened before. I shouldn't have whipped you."

"Ahem...cough, you can hate me as much as you want, but please don't take your grievances out on Jeanne, and you must take good care of her."

It's not easy for a man to admit his mistakes.

Especially admitting his mistake to his own son.

"..."

Ian took the pendant, put it on his neck, and said very seriously.

"I have never resented my father - I know you are just as worried about Jeanne as I am."

"Your illness will definitely get better."

"As for Jeanne—"

"Even if you don't tell me, I will definitely take good care of her as an elder brother."

[Talent Dragon Pendant Obtained: You got a dragon head pendant from your father, which seems to contain some kind of power. 】

[You did not tell your father what happened by the river that day. 】

[Because you think this kind of thing is likely to make his condition worse. 】

[But your filial piety has no effect. 】

[Not long after handing the pendant to you, his condition deteriorated rapidly. 】

[He died within a year. 】

It rained on the day my father was buried.

Joan of Arc watched the black coffin pass in front of her, and then watched it being placed into the pit that had been laid in advance.

Her eyes were so empty, and she looked like a soulless rag doll.

A section of loess was filled into the pit, completely cutting off the inside and outside.

"elder brother……"

Joan of Arc looked at the flattened ground, feeling completely lost.

"Will I never see my father again?"

"..."

Ian did not answer Joan of Arc, but bent down and hugged her silently.

In an instant.

Tears and rain intertwined together, silently announcing the departure of loved ones.

Ian swore inwardly.

You must protect your sister Joan of Arc well.

[The death of your father has had a considerable impact on your lives. 】

[The most obvious thing is the visible decrease in treatment. 】

[After all, you were the children of village officials before, but you no longer have this status. 】

[The villagers will no longer please you. 】

[Those who were at odds with my father also began to resort to tricks in secret. 】

【You will often encounter various difficulties. 】

[You realize that it is absolutely impossible to continue like this - something will happen to Jeanne sooner or later. 】

[You decided to disguise yourself as a vicious person. 】

Pierre has changed.

This is something that the entire Donremi Village is discussing.

A child under ten years old actually has a machete with several blunt edges tied to his waist at all times.

In addition, there were several scars on his arms, making him look like a gangster.

No one could connect him and Joan of Arc, who prayed devoutly in the church all day long, as brother and sister.

but--

This is just an outside view.

Joan of Arc, who returned home hand in hand with her brother, knew the truth clearly.

He made the blunt end of the machete himself to make it look like it had been used many times.

The scar on his arm was also made by himself, and he was still grinning in pain at that time.

All this was seen by Joan of Arc.

She knew that everything her brother did was to protect herself.

"elder brother."

"Ok?"

"Thank you for doing these things to protect me, I love you the most!"

"..."

"What are you talking about...this is what I should do."

[Showing someone with a sharp sword is often the most effective way to intimidate someone. 】

[After you package yourself as a vicious person, there will indeed be a lot fewer people looking for trouble. 】

[After all, everyone knows that young people are the most reckless in doing things - no one wants to cause such trouble. 】

[But your life has not returned to its original level. 】

[You and Jeanne moved out of the original mansion. 】

[You and her lived in an inconspicuous cabin in the village. 】

[However, neither you nor Jeanne have any complaints about this. 】

[After all, it is not easy to survive in this situation. 】

[You have lived in this environment maintained by your fierceness for several years. 】

[Joan of Arc has become a little beauty, but you continue to act like a gangster. 】

[The situation outside is still deteriorating. 】

[The lands of northern France fell further. 】

[The village of Donremy where you and Joan of Arc are located was completely captured by the Burgundians and became enemy territory. 】

【Your life has become more difficult. 】

[But you can't change anything - after all, you are just a pair of ordinary siblings. 】

【until--】

【The arrival of that day. 】

Boom!

A ray of light broke through the dark clouds.

It's thundering.

Pitter-patter rain fell on the road in Donremi Village.

A chill hit him, making Ian hug his quilt tightly.

"It's... so cold on this ground."

The cabin has only one bed.

As an older brother, of course he had to give up his bed to his younger sister Joan of Arc.

not cold!

I'm not cold at all!

While Ian was hypnotizing himself - he heard the voice from his sister.

"Brother, are you still awake?!"

"What's wrong? Jeanne."

Ian turned over and looked at the bed where Jeanne was.

"There's something over there."

"Something?"

"Correct."

The blonde girl sat on her bed and looked out the window.

I saw light reflected in her blue eyes.

"It seems...an angel?"