Master of Marvel World

　　 "Jan of Arc, is there anything else?"

　　 "I'm thinking..." Joan held her hands behind her back, lowered her head, and pressed the toes of her right foot against the ground, "Will the master be too tired."

　　 "Worried you?" Shen He sat on the bed and patted his side.

"Of course I am worried." Joan of Arc sat next to Shen He, blushing and cleared his throat, "Because the master was just an ordinary person before this, and suddenly he has to face so many people and think about so many things. Almost exhausted..."

　　 "I am not so vulnerable." Shen He smiled and shook his head.

　　 "Aren't you really trying to do it?" Joan looked at him with a suspicious expression, "He seemed to fall asleep as soon as he closed his eyes."

　　 "That's just because Violet's massage is very comfortable, and the war tonight has been tight, so I feel a little sleepy."

　　 "Really?" Joan was a little unbelievable.

"Of course it is true." Shen He nodded fiercely, recalling his face, "Little hands are soft, and probably because Violet is very familiar with the muscles and bones of the human body, and has a strong control over strength, right? Obviously, I just looked up some teaching videos, and practiced it a little bit, and it became super awesome."

　　 Actually, Shen He just got up right away, and he was worried that he would really fall asleep by accident.

　　 "Is that..." Jeanne smiled slightly reluctantly, "Also, in other words, knees, knee pillows, etc. are really joking."

　　 "...Jan of Arc...you shouldn't stay here because you took that sentence seriously." Shen He opened his eyes slightly.

Jean's shoulders fell down in frustration, and his face was flushed red. Such cute gestures and expressions made Shen He burst into laughter, and seeing his smile, Joan turned his face like anger. Twisted to the side.

　　 "Sorry, sorry, I didn't mean it."

　　 Shen He quickly apologized, wiped the tears from the corner of his eyes, and said, "Jan, you want to do something for me before you muster up the courage to stay. If this is the case, then I will live up to your kindness."

He stretched out his hand and patted Joan's thigh wrapped in stockings. He lay down on his side and put his head on. This sudden movement made Joan stiff, but he saw a deep face. After getting a little tired, he gradually relaxed, and put his palms lightly on Shen He's shoulders and side head.

　　 This is just being a slave, doing something for the master.

　　 Joan thought this in her heart.

The scene suddenly fell silent. Shen He originally wanted to get up with a joking pillow, but now he feels a little bit unable to get up, not only because of the softness of his head and neck, but also not only because he keeps licking his nasal cavity. The fragrant scent, but also because of the warm feeling in my heart.

　　 If this is still in the main world, I will probably take a photo with my mobile phone and send it to Moments to show affection.

　　 Then I was bombarded by messages sent by my parents, relatives, and friends, questioning the roots, envy and hatred.

It is a pity that Joan of Arc is not a lover. She is only interested in a more agreeable lord based on her kindness, care, simplicity, and the quality of responsibility as an orthodox hero. Shen He knows this very well, so she is the girl’s love. Moved by demeanor.

　　 "Now, Jeanne."

　　 Shen He raised his eyes slightly, wanting to see Joan of Arc's expression.

　　 But I didn’t see anything, all was blocked, blocked...

　　 "Master?"

　　 Jeanne lowered her head, her long braid moved from behind her shoulders because of this movement, and gently swept across the inner ears of Shen He.

　　 Itchy.

　　 But now it’s not convenient to reach out and you will be regarded as a pervert.

"What do you think?" Shen He held back the itching of his ears, "You no longer have to participate in the Holy Grail War, and you no longer need to assume the role of ruler, and you don't even need to return to the Hall of Heroes. Although you are now the body of the Heroic Spirit, but It’s no different from rebirth—you can stay here forever. What do you think about this?"

　　 The heroic servant is summoned by the Holy Grail from the seat of the heroic spirit and given to the body, acting as a magician's envoy at his command.

Although they are directly connected to the heroic spirit body and possess their pride and dignity, they are still things that do not belong to this world in essence. They only appear in the world for a short time to achieve the mission of winning the Holy Grail War with the Lord, fail or the Holy Grail War ends. After that, they must all return to the Hall of Valor.

　　 And now, although it is not clear how the system does it.

　　 But the Joan in front of him is undoubtedly the heroic body, she doesn't even need to return to the hall of heroic spirits.

"Rebirth..." A trace of confusion flashed in Joan's eyes, "I don't know...because the heroic spirit is just a shadow of the world, a thing that has passed away, we should have lost everything. Possibility, it’s just a short time spent with humans...That’s right."

　　As a hero, or as a hero, Joan of Arc, human beings have always been her very cherished existence.

　　 Because humans are free, even twisted, evil, and ordinary humans have all kinds of possibilities. They can open up all kinds of future paths. This is something that heroic spirits cannot do.

　　 But as Shen He said, UU reading www. Now she also has the possibility of uukanshu.com.

"It's better to look for it." Shen He suddenly said softly, "Not as a hero, as a servant, but as a little girl in the country, looking for things you like and want to do, but you just lived ten years ago. At the age of nine, there should be a lot of nostalgia for this world."

　　 In fact, among all the heroic spirits, Joan of Arc can be regarded as a relatively rare type-as a saint, she is too approachable.

　　In the process of getting along with Joan of Arc, Shen He often forgets that this is a saint with great feats. The evidence is that there is no psychological pressure to molest her.

　　 "Is this...really okay?" Jeanne showed an expression that could not tell whether she was tempted or confused.

"Of course." Shen He took a deep breath and stood up. "Didn't I say that I will go out tomorrow to have a good time? So you should prepare with expectation. There are more fun things in this era than yours. Up."

　　 "...Thank you, Master."

　　 Joan laughed happily, then she reached out and held Shen He's palm tightly, looking at him and saying:

　　 "Obviously I wanted to help you do something, but you helped me again, but it's great to meet you, Master."

This sentence was also said by Joan when he was called out, but at this time, it seemed to have a different meaning. Shen He couldn't take his eyes off Joan's face at this moment. .

　　 It is indeed a heroic spirit that does not belong to human beings, Shen He sighed in his heart.

　　 The smooth and pink skin, the radiant blonde hair, and the lavender eyes like jewels are too beautiful for a creature.