Jeanne ate the grapes on her fork and nodded.
"Well, like you, Master Ryan, I also entered the foggy land with a secret realm."
"It's just that I don't have as many Mist Tokens as you do, so I can only bring a small number of people through the secret realm."
"We landed in a third-class territory called Gale Territory in the northwest of Sacred Heart Country."
"The territory is very simple, and the people are relatively simple. The living environment is similar to some villages on the mainland."
"After descending, I naturally became the lord of the Gale Territory."
"We relied on the unique light magic of the Light Church to slowly gain a foothold in that place."
"It's just that the news didn't last long, and I don't know which faction spread the news that our light magic is extremely effective against fog creatures."
"We were forced to come to the Sacred Heart Kingdom. We are weak, so to protect our territory and the Church of Light, I had no choice but to bring my people to the Sacred Heart Kingdom."
"Consolidate a barrier of light for Sacred Heart City, the capital of the Sacred Heart Nation, to resist the attacks of the Mist Faction."
"Master Ryan, you are almost clear about what happened next."
Jeanne recounted the entire process from her arrival to being rescued by Ryan.
After saying that, she picked up the wine glass and drank the red wine in it.
He then complained, "If it weren't for Sacred Heart City, my Stormy Territory might have been a first-rate territory by now."
Perhaps because the red wine from Rennes had some aftereffect, Joan of Arc's face gradually turned red.
Ryan comforted her for a few seconds and drank the red wine in the glass. Then the maid beside him came forward and wiped the sauce from the corner of Ryan's mouth.
After Jeanne finished eating, they went upstairs side by side.
Joan of Arc felt dizzy due to the red wine from Rennes, and she enjoyed the feeling of being tipsy for the first time.
So he didn't use any light magic to remove the slight drunken feeling on his body.
Ryan took Joan of Arc to the top floor of the palace, which he had transformed into a garden.
The dome is a transparent skylight with neatly arranged pieces of transparent glass.
Arriving at the center of the garden, Ryan sat on a wooden chair and looked up at the stars twinkling in the sky.
Looking at the familiar night sky and the faint fragrance of flowers coming from the nearby bushes, Joan of Arc gradually relaxed.
"I haven't seen such a pure sky in a long time."
Ryan was a little confused: "Doesn't Your Highness also have a secret realm? Why do you say that?"
Jeanne rolled her eyes at Ryan and said, "Even the Church of Light wouldn't have more than a handful of portable secret realms."
"I get to choose which secret realm I take. The secret realm I take is actually quite small."
"It's not like you, in a secret place with natural landscapes, where you can't see the sky."
Ryan nodded, then slowly moved his butt closer to Jeanne who was sitting next to him.
Ryan's left arm gently wrapped around Joan of Arc's shoulders from behind. Joan of Arc trembled, but did not push Ryan away.
"Your Highness, isn't it time to honor the reward you promised me?"
Upon hearing this, Joan of Arc turned her head to look at Ryan.
At this moment, the distance between them was only a few fingers, and they could even hear each other's breathing.
Joan of Arc asked with a serious expression, no longer looking tipsy as before.
"Ryan, a saint must remain pure. I know your feelings for me, and I have feelings for you too."
"I am willing to give up my sainthood and go against the iron law of the church for you. Will you marry me?"
Hearing this, Ryan put away the frivolous look on his face and nodded solemnly.
"Of course, Your Highness. The first time I saw you, I considered marrying you."
"For this, I am willing to offend His Holiness the Pope."
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