The Knight King of the Otherworldly Moon

Before seeing them, Lucifer had thought about whether the gods he brought back would not know Joan of Arc and the others because of their attitude.

Surprisingly, though, this didn't happen at all.

Because before it happened, the attention of these two gods was attracted by the master craftsman.

Unlike their two semi-finished knockoffs, the master craftsman is a real god.

And they seemed to have seen each other in the age of the gods.

With this relationship, the three goddesses went directly to the master's palace to reminisce, but Europa and the others stayed behind.

Medusa went to the library, and Lily was looking at Abigail, the 'eldest sister', with admiration at this time, and Abigail was finally very happy that she had a sister.

These two are sharing their little secrets.

On the other side, El and Atta disappeared, Joan of Arc and Anna were listening to Europa's harp.

It is a beautiful song that is quiet and full of vicissitudes, just listening to it, there is a feeling of being quiet unconsciously.

When the last note came out of her fingertips, the song finally came to an end.

Joan of Arc and Anna were still indulging in it with their eyes closed, but...... Lucifer applauded first.

The hands collided, and a sound of praise flowed out from Lucifer's palm.

"in spite of....

No matter how much you listen to, the sound of Europa seems to have the magic power that penetrates the soul."

Lucifer applauded and said softly.

no.398 musical notation

Lucifer's applause brought their messengers back to their senses.

"you flatter me.

Speaking of which, I'm only good at the harp.

Your fraternity is incomparable."

"Is it necessary to compare us?

A lot of times, it's enough for us people to be good at one thing."

Having said that, Lucifer looked at Jeanne and Anna, who had recovered from the sound of the piano.

"I'm back, Anna, Joan of Arc."

"Welcome back!"

Joan responded happily.

"Well, just come back."

Anna also nodded.

"Why didn't El and Atta see them?"

Lucifer looked around and found that they really didn't exist here.

"They're playing."

Anna said with a wicked smile.

"Game of Tennis"

"Yes! After all, this is the most suitable game for them."

After receiving a positive answer, Lucifer unconsciously imagined how the two of them would compete, but what he thought was not beauty, but horror.

Hmm, pretty scary.

One is a woman who can use: Yanlong to smash the ball, and the other is a woman who uses a stunt to hit pigeons.

Two people's batting... um, this time, do we have to think of a way to strengthen the barrier of the sports field?

Lucifer couldn't help but think so.

Then, he looked at his queen and understood something.

"Anna, their game should have something to do with you.

It shouldn't be my illusion."

"No, that's right, that's what I suggested to them."

Anna has absolutely no idea of ​​denial.

Alright! I'm used to this one who is doing things every day and watching dramas, but the question is, how could my Joan of Arc be broken with me?

"You! Jeanne, didn't you stop it?"

Lucifer looked at Jeanne and asked.

"Actually, I think Anna's approach is not bad.

El and Atalanta are not good at communicating each other's feelings with words, rather than let them continue to quarrel and the relationship deteriorates, it may be better to gain more than one fight.

Anna once said that she also had a good relationship with Al in this way.

So...it didn't stop."

What Jeanne said at first was decent, but the more she said it, the less confident she became.

Finally, there was a clear hesitation in her voice.

But Joan of Arc immediately felt her nose being pinched.

"Well...!"

She made this sound.

"Well, I'm not... blaming you, Jeanne."

Withdrawing his hand, Lucifer said gently.

"That's right, that's right! Searle would never have the heart to blame you for Joan of Arc."

Anna also joined in at the right time.

"But......"

"I'm so happy.

Joan of Arc can have ideas of her own, and will apply what she has learned from me."

Having said that, Lucifer sat down beside Jeanne and took her hand directly.

"Hey! Really, I've actually been taking good notes all the time.

It’s great to finally be able to use it today.”

With Lucifer's affirmation, Joan of Arc was very happy.

After all, as a student, getting praise from her favorite teacher is her biggest wish.

"You are really easy to satisfy."

"Because I really want your compliment."

"well-done!"

"Uh-huh."

Anna didn't bother Joan, or she was used to them shining brightly here without anyone else.

She also likes to show others in this way, and now she is more curious about the... outdated princess next to her.

Well, it's pretty outdated in terms of age.

However, this obsolescence has become an advantage under the blessing of her maternal aura.

For example, now, she doesn't seem to mind at all, but instead shows a tolerant expression.

"Speaking of which, Atalanta, we know that we came here with Cyr because of the loss to Cyr.

What is your reason, Europa?"

"In the beginning, because I wanted to marry a hero like Lord Zeus, I accepted the blessing and kept waiting.

Then Lucifer appeared, and at that time he shot down the god and a lightning bolt also penetrated my heart."

Europa gave his reasons.

"Oh! It turned out to be called by Sear."

Anna also accepts this statement.

After all, she initially agreed to Lucifer because Lucifer was the first non-Russian to propose to her.

"Yes, it is like that.

I was very worried before whether Lucifer would accept women of my age, and I have no merits, only playing the piano."

Listening to Anna's words, for some reason, Lucifer felt a little strange.

What is being electrocuted? Although it seems like this, but... "Don't worry! I remember that Searle said before that he likes a mature big sister with a good figure.

You're right in her strike zone right now.

We are all coquettish to Sear now, I hope you can make her coquettish to you."

Anna continued.

"I will try my best."

Europa agreed at the same time.

"Searle, you see she left her country and traveled across the ocean to Britain, your harem, shouldn't you give her a satisfactory gift?"

"You want a present, right?"

"Yes, I want it too, Searle has gone so long this time.

I'm so lonely I'm dying."