My Destiny Illustrated Book of Shape Moon

"Good afternoon, the sun is warm today, it's a good day to sleep~"

"There's nothing I can do about sleeping..." Shuo Yue was only halfway through speaking when a wave of consciousness quickly surged up from his mind, pushing him back.

With a faint smile, the young man looked at the blond saint and spoke lightly:

"If you want to sleep, it doesn't matter if you lie under the quilt or on the sofa, but just don't stay next to me."

"Really, do I seem to be such an indiscreet person?" Joan of Arc was also used to Shuo Yue's direct words. She pretended to be dissatisfied and walked to Shuo Yue, sat down opposite him, and looked at the young man. With a handsome face and deep eyebrows, he smiled involuntarily.

"However, it's really amazing. I didn't expect that after going around and around, you would actually be on the same side as me."

To be honest, Joan of Arc thought that she would still work hard to defeat Shuo Yue, but now it seems that the Lord still favors them both.

Thinking like this, a faint blush appeared on the saint's face, and Shuo Yue also turned her head slightly, staring at Joan of Arc's dazzling blond hair in the afternoon sun, and her bright smile, and pursed her lips.

"Um."

In the harmonious silence, Shuo Yue picked up the teapot and poured a cup of tea for Joan of Arc. The girl took it with a smile, blew it in small sips for a while, and drank it all in one gulp.

Yes--

Drink it all in one gulp.

Even Shuo Yue was stunned for a moment. He looked at Jeanne d'Arc, whose face was full of words like "Complain me how good I am." He always felt that this French saint was like a Samoyed with her tongue hanging out. She looked very beautiful, but in fact she was stupid. cute.

"Joan of Arc, this is tea."

"Well, what's wrong?"

Looking at the bewildered Saint, Shuo Yue sighed and briefly introduced him to the traditional way of drinking tea. As the introduction progressed, Jeanne's face gradually turned as intense as dusk, and her eyes were shy and timid. , almost dripping with water.

"Hug, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it!"

Jumping up from her seat in a hurry, Jeanne covered her face with her hands and walked around the room, not daring to look directly at Shuo Yue. After the radiator was turned on at full power, she finally regained some of her senses, just in time to see that the piano lid was open.

Out of curiosity, and also because she was shy to talk to Shuo Yue, she put her fingers on the keys.

"La..." The piano made a sweet sound, and Jeanne was even more excited after receiving the feedback. She put her hands up with enthusiasm like a child, testing the tone of each key, and didn't even notice Shuo Yue quietly coming behind her.

"Are you interested in the piano, Jeanne?"

Boom! ! !

The sound of different keys hitting Shuo Yue was confused, and Jeanne turned her head around in panic. Just as she was about to explain, she recalled her embarrassment when drinking tea, opened her mouth, and immediately gave up on herself.

"Woooo, yes, I don't even know how to play the piano, please feel free to make fun of me!"

She was originally a rural girl who was born and raised in the countryside. She carried a flag and went to the front line to beat people at the age of thirteen. After catching her enemy Kuku and beating them for seven years, she was accidentally killed by the FFF regiment. Her situation was really miserable.

——In this, there really is no chance for Joan of Arc to cultivate her sentiments and play the role of an artistic girl.

"..." Shuo Yue had no idea why the girl acted so aggrieved and had tears in her eyes. He moved his fingers slightly, resisting the desire to pinch Jeanne's face, then opened the piano stool and sat down.

Her fingers wandered over the black and white keys, compiling a nice melody. The sweet melody flowed in the room, holding back the two bags of tears that Joan held in her mouth. She stood next to the piano, feeling the sound of the strings and the chest cavity. Resonance, watching Shuo Yue's movements intently, eyes full of little stars.

"Wow……"

For her who was tired of fighting and shouting at people, such a peaceful and beautiful voice was really precious.

“It’s incredible how you can make sounds like this…When you see it, you want to play it.”

"Yeah."

Jeanne squinted her eyes happily, completely immersed in the atmosphere of the music, and when her emotions accumulated to a certain level, her throat moved slightly.

Before she could speak, 'Revelation' gave a warning.

There's someone behind you!

Turning her head as if she was electrocuted, in the same place, there was long emerald green hair hanging down and two animal ears growing out. The beautiful huntress squinted her eyes and looked at Jeanne with hostility in her eyes.

stare……

‘Atalanta’s’ favorability towards ‘Joan of Arc’ dropped by 99 points.

unknown reason.

After much thought, Ta Miao decided to blame Jeanne herself.

After completing her daily hunting, Atalanta followed the sound of the piano and came here - that was a few minutes ago.

Within a few minutes, she witnessed the saint's weak, persistent, and violent behavior, which directly shattered her cognition.

That judge who was brave and awe-inspiring on the battlefield, almost risking his life to protect the world, turned out to be this kind of person in ordinary life!

For Atalanta, a huntress who grew up alone without her parents, this sense of dependence must be unforgivable, right?

She does not allow the girl to reveal her weakness to anyone, because Atalanta has understood since she was a child that tears and pleas cannot buy anything. If you want to get the rights you deserve, shoot them down with your own bow and arrows.

...It is simply unimaginable that I would become like this. This is a betrayal of everything I experienced as a child.

Being stared at by Atalanta like she was looking at trash, Joan of Arc raised her hand weakly: "Excuse me...did I do something wrong?"

Atalanta had an unknown fire in her heart, but since Joan took the initiative to jump up and block the muzzle of the gun, she simply fired her bow:

"As a judge, how can you do this?"

"I, what's wrong with me?"

"You showed weakness, dependence, and no dignity at all in front of your servants... Moreover, you also showed intimacy with Shuo Yue and Black's servants!"

Ta Miao didn't realize that she had exposed her true words. At this time, she was still outputting:

"How can we believe in you, how can we believe in the fairness of the Holy Grail War? Not only that, but what about your dignity as a hero? Does it mean that you can do nothing if you lose your male gender..."

It can only be said that she is worthy of being a huntress. Every arrow she fired hit Miss Jeanne d'Arc's vitals. Before Jeanne d'Arc was about to be defeated, Shuo Yue quietly stood up, came behind Ta Miao, and began to move her hands up and down.

"Listen, even if um... us women... um, we shouldn't, we should... um, um, like that..."

Looking at Ta Miao who had a look of enjoyment on her face and even her words became intermittent, Jeanne's expression gradually became brighter. She looked at Atalanta who was lying like a cat and sitting on the sofa, providing Shuo Yue, who provides free knee pillow service, has a resentful look in her eyes.

"Excuse me, Miss Archer on the red side, how are you feeling now?"

"Very, comfortable, um..."

After letting out a comfortable moan, Atalanta's eyes straightened, as if she had turned into a pool of liquid, and she slumped limply on Shuo Yue's thigh, motionless.

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