The Missionary of the Second Dimension

"what...?!"

However, Joan's cheeks showed a slightly distorted look, and then a small exclamation came from her mouth.

Joan of Arc woke up from her sleep and suddenly opened her eyes, her hands under the quilt seemed to want to grab something, but the girl felt that her body was extremely heavy, and it was very difficult to move even a little.

"Just now...was it all a dream?"

The powerless Joan of Arc saw the white ceiling in front of her eyes, and realized that this is the real world.

"It's really good."

The girl suddenly felt a sense of peace of mind, and some cold sweat permeated her neck and back. The dream just now made her, a saint, feel instinctive fear.

But okay, it was all a false fantasy.

However, what is going on now?

Joan of Arc began to recall what happened when she was in a coma, and she seemed to lose consciousness when she was discussing the situation due to exhaustion.

"Did you have a nightmare just now?"

When Joan was about to sit up, she heard a slight sound of footsteps coming from her ear.

The door of the room was opened, and a young man who couldn't find a single flaw in his appearance walked in slowly.

"What kind of nightmare can scare our lady saint?"

The young man half-jokingly said that Zhai Nan happened to come to check on how Joan of Arc was recovering in the morning, and noticed the inner instability of the girl.

He first walked to the window and opened the closed curtains to make the room brighter, then sat on the chair beside the bed.

Then, Zhai Nan put the prepared breakfast on the table near the bed.

". Although the servant will not starve to death because of not eating, but if he wants to recover faster, he needs some food."

Zhai Nan once thought in the past that if he quit this business one day, maybe becoming a chef would be a good choice.

But at this moment, Joan of Arc suddenly didn't know where the strength came from, and reflexively grabbed Zhai Nan's arm, and said as if feeling extremely relieved: "Mr. Zhai Nan, although this is my trivial extravagance, But please don't abandon me "anymore"?"

"I'm afraid it won't work." Zhai Nan looked into the girl's eyes calmly.

"for..."

"Because there is no reason for you to say "again". I have no reason to give up a pious saint like you."

Although Zhai Nan didn't know what Joan of Arc dreamed just now, it was certain that the girl was quite disturbed.

And as one of his future spokespersons, Joan of Arc's survival (of Li's) is indispensable.

Besides, she is such a beautiful girl, I am afraid there is no

Which man would be willing to give up on her?

"Ah... I'm relieved now."

A happy smile finally appeared on Jeanne's face, and she staggered up and leaned on the bed, her cheeks seemed to have regained some rosiness.

Only then did the girl let out a sigh of relief, and immediately, he noticed the situation in front of him, and hastily withdrew his hand holding Zhai Nan.

At the same time, he said with guilt and apology: "I'm really sorry, because of something just now, I couldn't help but..."

"No, I don't mind, and I'm very happy to see that you will take the initiative to seek support."

Zhai Nan shook his head with a smile, then pointed to the things on the table and asked, "Do you need me to feed you?".

Chapter 69 A feeling of being treated like an animal

"thank you very much!"

Joan blushed slightly and said that due to physical inconvenience, she could only be fed by Zhai Nan unilaterally.

After the food fell into the stomach, she could feel the speed of recovery quickened.

"It will probably take two or three days for your body to recover to its full strength, so you should take a good rest during this time." Zhai Nan stood up and prepared to leave.

"This... but as the arbiter of the Holy Grail War, I still have a lot of things that must be done. Otherwise, wouldn't the status of ruler be meaningless?"

Because the ruler is the judge, he has the greatest power in the Holy Grail War.

She was given the right to execute two mandatory orders for each servant. Although there were only two times, there was no limit to this kind of execution right.

For example, if Joan of Arc wants a servant to commit suicide, as long as the authorized authority is executed, the servant designated by Joan of Arc will be forcibly executed to commit suicide.

Even, if Joan of Arc could go on to the last moment of the Holy Grail War, for example, the Grand Duke of the Gun and Astolfo had a final battle for the Holy Grail.

The Grand Duke's fighting power was overwhelming, but if Joan made the Grand Duke commit suicide, the Holy Grail would naturally fall into the hands of the last victor.

Therefore, whether it is to exclude the ruler or win over the ruler is a choice.

But Joan would never do that, she has her own restrictions on herself, otherwise, wouldn't she be no different from a dictator?

"It was suspicious that the red team pointed the finger at me, but now the black team seems to be in a state of internal strife, and there seems to be a case of assassin wantonly killing ordinary people in Sighişoara."

Joan of Arc said with a headache, everything was messed up.

Few people are willing to abide by the established rules.

"Then before you resume action, I will take care of these matters for the time being." Zhai Nan nodded and said. "Anyway, I'm free again."