My Mom Sandy Love Song

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In the end, it still didn't work out.

Musashi failed to kill Berserker before he could free the Noble Phantasm, and Spartacus finally unleashed his rebellion.

The ferocious brilliance illuminated the entire Romanian night sky, and the turbulent heat blew the forest and the earth away.

but--

But only the front of Spartacus was not devastated by the Noble Phantasm.

Everyone who witnessed Miyamoto Musashi's sword inadvertently recalled the myth of the saint who parted the sea.

The heat of rebellion cut off from the middle by a handle of ordinary iron looks like separated ocean waves.

Spartacus risked his life and poured all his magical power into the destruction, destroying one-third of the forest in the east of Tuliphas. Only the girl standing in front of him and the city of Mirenia——still had no hair. hurt.

The ultimate sword slashed by Miyamoto Musashi, even the destructive explosion was cut in two!

After the glare disappeared, Saber finally breathed a sigh of relief, and then sat down on the ground without being ladylike.

"Ah... I'm going to die, I really thought I was going to die."

The Master's trembling voice echoed in his ears: Hello! Saber!It's different from what you said!Didn't you say you were going to cut his spiritual core directly! ! !

Musashi waved his hand: "Well...as long as it succeeds."

……

The streets of Tulifas are illuminated.

Rhodes and Joan of Arc stopped at the same time, looking back at the bright light shining in the distance.

"How about it, Jeanne. Has everyone in Yog Domirenia left?"

"No, only Berser is leaving... Ah! This is an unspeakable war secret! Rhodes, forget about it!"

"Yes Yes."

Rhodes sighed and walked towards the church.

Jeanne suddenly bumped her shoulder affectionately.

"Caster, shall I tell you the story of my childhood?"

"I do not want to hear."

"That was when I was 7 years old..."

"Hey, listen to someone talk!"

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355 Joan of Arc丨丨Love Song

"...It seems that only the two of us can share a bed tonight."

Standing side by side with Rhodes in front of the single bed in the attic of the church, Joan scratched her cheek awkwardly.

On the other bed next to it, the master girl who stayed behind has already fallen asleep.

But Ai Ge's sleeping appearance was beyond the imagination of the two of them.

On the narrow single bed, Ai Ge, who was already tall, lay in a big character.

The plump breasts are so stalwart even when lying down, a seductive whiteness is exposed from the front, and it rises and falls smoothly with breathing.

"Ah... I didn't expect that she would sleep like this."

Although I already know that the love song Shajo here is a little different from the one at home, but the difference is too big.

You are very dignified tomorrow?

His eyes returned to the single bed in front of him.

The width is only 1 meter, which is obviously only barely enough for one person to sleep on.

If two people want to sleep together, they can only cling to each other's body like lovers who love each other.

The nun raised this question when they were borrowing the room. At that time, Rhodes replied that one of them is my sister and the other is my fiancée... so there is no problem.

Rhodes thought for a while and said, "Just sleep on the floor, I want to sleep on the bed."

"It doesn't matter if I sleep on the floor... ah!"

Joan of Arc frowned slightly after reacting, and pouted her mouth: "Usually, at this time, boys should say to girls, 'I sleep on the floor, you sleep on the bed', right?"

Rhodes folded his arms and said confidently, "Sorry, I never treated you as a girl for a second."

"Aha!?"

Jeanne said angrily, "If that's the case, then we can sleep together!"

“Beds are too narrow and uncomfortable so don't.”

The real reason...of course not.

Rhodes couldn't imagine that if he slept in the same bed with Joan tonight, what expression Ai Ge would use to greet him tomorrow morning.

"Okay, okay, I get it. I can sleep on the floor, my sis—"

Before Rhodes could finish speaking, Joan grabbed his wrist and pulled him onto the bed.

"Lie down for me."

Stared at by Miss Saint's indisputable gaze, coupled with the soft touch of the mattress, Rhodes finally gave up the resistance of propping up from the bed.

The two lay down, shoulders pressed together.

Both stared at the mottled ceiling.

Joan of Arc said: "Go to sleep, you must be very tired after fighting tonight."

"It's so easy for Miss Saintess to sleep with a man so easily." Rhodes sarcastically sarcastically.

"Rod is my younger brother so it doesn't matter." Jeanne said angrily.

"Ah."

Rhodes turned over and turned his back to Joan of Arc.

Drowsiness gradually came.

In the silence, Rhodes heard the girl talking to herself from behind.

"What I did... really made you feel annoyed."

Joan stared at Rhodes' broad back and whispered.

"I also know that I am just self-satisfied.

Because I've always dreamed of...

There are only three older brothers and one older sister in my family. Growing up under their care, I have always wanted a younger brother or sister.

I want to take care of them like my sister, I want to be their role model, and I want to listen to their troubles. "

The voice of the saint was very lonely.

"As a result, this wish was not granted until the end—"

There is only one reason why Joan did not fulfill her wish and did not become a sister until after her death, because she was too short-lived.

To die at only 19 years old is an anomaly among abnormalities even in the Throne of Heroes.

Most of the heroes may not have left Novice Village at her age, but she has already made a name for herself on the battlefield as a woman.

——An ordinary village girl who listened to the voice of the sky.

——Lead the army like a bamboo, and become the idol of the country and the god of war on the battlefield.

——betrayed by those who also believed in the Lord, their motherland and companions, and thrown into prison.

——The interrogation was too long compared to the war, full of deceit and cunning, until finally ended his life in the fire.

The above is what happened in just two years when she was 17 to 19 years old.

Joan's life was as short and heroic as a summer rainstorm.

For the holy girl who only lived for 19 years but whose name has been passed down through the ages, "being an older sister" is really too small a wish, but it is absolutely impossible to realize.

"...Sorry, I have said so much...to trouble you again."

Jeanne patted her cheek, and said in a reassuring and hearty voice.

"Okay, go to sleep, Rhodes! From tomorrow onwards, I won't bother you—"

"It's so cold."

Rhodes suddenly said with stick pronunciation: "Ah~ah~ it's so cold tonight, I feel like I'm going to freeze to death."

"—"

Joan stared blankly at Rhodes with his back turned to her, was silent for a while, and then showed a happy expression.

"Fufu, I really can't do anything about you...!"

After that, Rhodes felt warmth and softness coming from behind.

Joan moved her body and leaned against him.

His forehead was against Rhodes' cervical spine, and one hand was on his waist.

"Do you want my sister to sing you a lullaby?"