My Destiny Illustrated Book of Shape Moon

Chapter 438 Kitchen, restraint, saint.jpg

"Wow, it smells so good..."

The aroma of food wafted from nowhere, and Jeanne woke up immediately after fainting, and then found herself sitting on a chair.

No, he was 'tied' to the chair.

The moment she moved her arm muscles, she revised her previous judgment. The laziness after waking up from a coma disappeared. Her slender body was tense, and she was dressed in silver light armor. She also held the holy flag with the gun head in her hand. With one stroke, the magical chains trapping her will be destroyed.

"Okay, that's it."

"Well……!"

Like a speaking spirit, Joan of Arc clearly felt a feeling of weakness coming from her wrist. The magic power that had been slowly recovering was consumed by the chain's gluttony.

Looking towards the place where the sound came from, Jeanne squinted her eyes in the early morning light, and vaguely saw a tall and straight figure, as well as the young man's stern profile.

"Just wake up." The young man handled the instruments on the table without looking back, pouring the precipitated pure liquid into the reagents. Then he turned around and looked at the astonished girl with his shining golden eyes.

"Although I already said it once last night, it seems necessary to say hello again."

Shuo Yue slowly walked to Joan of Arc with a calm expression: "Hello, Joan of Arc, the arbiter of this Holy Grail War."

As he spoke, he put the reagent in his hand to the girl's lips and motioned for her to drink it.

"My name is Shuo Yue."

Shuo Yue...Jiang Arc closed her mouth tightly and just stared at the young man with her eyes, ordering him to untie her.

Secretly, she was not idle, but activated the judge's privileges behind her, looking for the command spell corresponding to the servant in front of her.

As the arbiter of this Holy Grail War, she was given the absolute right to execute orders twice for each servant. The fourteen servants had a total of twenty-eight command spells turned into wings and imprinted on her back. , protecting this saint who represents the Holy Grail system.

Even if you restrain her and deprive her of her magic power, it will be useless, because the command spell only requires a trace of magic power to activate——

But when the search results came out, Joan's amethyst-like eyes suddenly widened, and her small mouth couldn't help but open. Shuo Yue took the opportunity to drink the reagent without knowing it, and just stared blankly at this person who exuded the aura of a servant. youth.

Among her authority as a judge, there is no Command Seal related to him!

There was no doubt about what was going on, because Joan of Arc's revelation gave the direction from the beginning. The reason why she chased him all the way was because of Shuo Yue, not the artificial man.

Since young people have such specificity, it proves that Joan of Arc's revelation is not wrong, and he is indeed the key factor in changing this war.

It's just that the way he met the young man was a little too much.

"Ahem..." The liquid rushed into the throat, and Jeanne was caught off guard and choked violently. Shuo Yue sighed helplessly, wiped the liquid flowing out of the corner of her mouth with a handkerchief, and patted the saint's back gently.

"I'll choke even if I drink some water. I really don't know how to say hello to you."

"It's not because of this!" Joan of Arc coughed until tears came out. Her hands were tied and she could only let the young man wipe her face, feeling ashamed and angry, "Since you all know that I am the adjudicator. , you should understand that I have no malicious intentions!”

"Of course I know, that's why I tied you up." Throwing away the projected handkerchief, Shuo Yue stood up and returned to the kitchen. The sound of clattering pots and pans echoed with his voice. , "Before I ran away with the artificial man, I asked the witnesses to keep it a secret, but you found me.

Crap.

Joan's pretty face fell, and she instantly understood the reason why Shuo Yue tied her up.

"So, who was the informer, Saber Siegfried, Rider Astolfo... or that Assassin?"

"I don't know." As a saint, Joan of Arc is absolutely good in order. How could she betray Artoria? She closed her eyes and focused on her, and forcefully explained, "I just found you based on my feeling, and the others." People don’t matter.”

"Based on feeling?" He heated up the oil in a pot, and Shuo Yue projected bottles and jars, exposing Joan of Arc's poor acting skills while cooking. "You should have noticed by now, right? You don't have any privileges against me, which is the Command Seal." ”

Smelling the aroma coming from the kitchen, Miss Saint's eyes lit up after she had traveled hundreds of miles without eating for a long time. She unconsciously rubbed her thighs, and her stomach let out an empty whine. But she still used her iron will to force her attention back to Shuo Yue's question.

"Exactly...how did you do it?"

"It's very simple, because I am not a servant of this Holy Grail War." Shuo Yue kept talking nonsense and opened his mouth, "I am a servant that the Magic Association found long ago. Because of my special ability, I was able to escape from that war. Frame, freedom of movement.”

"This, this..."

The temptation of food was unusually strong for Joan. Her rationality could not tolerate Shuo Yue's words at all, and she simply accepted it as fact without doubting that he was there.

wrong!

The skill 'Revelation' issued a warning. Jeanne's body trembled, she raised her head and looked at Shuo Yue in disbelief.

“What was that thing you just made me drink!”

"Nutritional supplements will replenish your energy consumption throughout the night. How inefficient is it to use food to convert energy." Shuo Yue operated the spatula with one hand and confessed, "It's just that I added a little bit of ingredients to it, such as containment." Magic power, like amplifying hunger or something..."

"Wait, are you amplifying your hunger?" The blonde saint's beautiful eyes widened in disbelief, "And you're not going to let me eat, are you? Then what are you doing in the kitchen?"

"Hey, that's weird. Did I say I would treat you to dinner?" Shuo Yue turned around and looked at the shameful and angry Joan of Arc with a teasing smile, "It took a lot of effort to carry you over, Miss Prisoner, I'll do it Why don’t you treat yourself to something delicious?”

"You gave me this kind of medicine, and then you had to eat delicious food in front of me..." Jeanne was stunned for a long time, her lips moved, but in the end she couldn't curse out, she just wailed, "Why is this like this -!"

It's a pity that Shuo Yue has already put up a soundproof barrier, and others are destined to not be able to enjoy the miserable appearance of the fallen saint.

"You can eat it if you want, just give it to the person."

"Really? No, no... I will never say who it is!" Under the hunger that was amplified countless times, Joan of Arc's psychological defense was crumbling, but even so, she still refused to commit an act of betrayal.

Unfortunately, what she didn't know was that Shuo Yue had already known that Dai Mao had stabbed him in the back. The reason why he asked again was partly out of bad taste, and partly to amplify Joan's guilt and prepare for her next behavior. Prepare.

After putting in the ingredients and simmering in the large pot, Shuo Yue took off her gloves, wiped her hands, and walked towards Jeanne again.

"What...what?" Jeanne's eyes dodge, but this time, Shuo Yue did not give her a chance to escape. He stretched out his hands and directly grabbed her soft cheeks.

"what is your purpose?"

"Uh huh..." Joan of Arc's eyes were wandering, and the handsome young man was clinging to her like this. How could she have the nerve to say that she came for him because of the 'revelation'?

"Really?" Shuo Yue's eyes darkened, and Jeanne's avoidance verified his guess. From Shuo Yue's point of view, Jeanne had obviously discovered Shuo Yue's anomaly and regarded it as the biggest threat to this Holy Grail War. Factor——Yes, just like Amakusa in the original plot, it is something that must be eliminated.

After a fatal disagreement in understanding, Shuo Yue completely regarded Joan of Arc as an enemy. His originally fluctuating mood instantly stabilized. He loosened his hands and his tone became calm and cold again.

"It's a pity and hopefully we won't be enemies next time."

enemy? What's the meaning? Did Shuo Yue misunderstand something?

Joan opened her mouth to explain, but the words she wanted to say turned into a short scream!

In front of her, the young man pressed forward, his left knee held Joan's legs, his left arm wrapped around her neck, and pressed the two of them tightly together, while his right palm pressed against her soft body. A, construct a complex technique.

The next moment, Joan of Arc's clothes were forcibly transformed into spirits, exposing her delicate and smooth back!

Because she couldn't exert any strength, the girl's exclamations quickly turned into sobs and sobs. Shuo Yue ignored Jeanne who was trying to lower her body as much as possible. She just put her cold palms against her back with a calm face. on the command spell.

As the white-gold light shone, Jeanne let out a slightly painful moan, and the command spell on her back gradually lit up with the same color of light as Shuo Yue's palm...

There is a limit to the starting point. You can imagine for yourself whether it would be easier for Shuo Yue to take off Zhen Ping's top, or if it would be easier to just focus on the back part (spread your hands).

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