"Joan, is there anything else?"

"I was wondering..." Joan put her hands behind her back, lowered her head, and raised the toes of her right foot against the ground, "Maybe the Master is too tired."

"Does it worry you?" Shen He sat on the bed and patted the seat next to him.

"Of course I'm worried." Joan sat next to Shen He, blushing and clearing her throat, "Because the Master was just an ordinary person before, and suddenly he has to face so many people and consider so many things,

he must be almost exhausted..." "I'm not that fragile." Shen He smiled and shook his head.

"Are you really not trying to be brave?" Joan looked at him with a suspicious expression, "You looked like you would fall asleep as soon as you closed your eyes just now."

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

"Really?" Joan was a little unconvinced.

"Of course it's true." Shen He nodded vigorously, his face full of memories, "The little hands were soft, and it was probably because Violet was very familiar with the muscles and bones of the human body, and had a strong control over strength. She only looked up some teaching videos and practiced for a while, and she became super powerful."

In fact, Shen He just got up immediately because he was worried that he would really fall asleep accidentally.

"Is that so..." Jeanne showed a slightly forced smile, "Well, in other words, the knee, the knee pillow and so on are really a joke."

"... Jeanne... You didn't stay because you took that seriously, did you?" Shen He slightly widened his eyes.

Jeanne's shoulders drooped in frustration, her face flushed red, such a cute action and expression made Shen He couldn't help laughing, and seeing his smile, Jeanne turned her face away as if she was angry.

"Sorry, sorry, I didn't mean it."

Shen He apologized quickly and wiped the tears from his eyes. "Joan of Arc, you also want to do something for me to muster up the courage to stay. In this case, I will not let you down."

He reached out and gently patted Joan of Arc's thigh wrapped in stockings, then lay down on his side and rested his head on it. This sudden movement made Joan of Arc's body stiffen for a moment, but after seeing the slight tiredness on Shen He's face, she gradually relaxed and gently placed her palm on Shen He's shoulder and side of his head.

This is just a servant doing what he can for the master.

Joan of Arc thought to herself.

The scene suddenly became silent. Shen He originally just wanted to rest his head on it as a joke, but now he felt a little bit unable to get up, not only because of the softness of his head and neck, not only because of the fragrance that kept licking his nose, but also because of the warm feeling in his heart.

If this were still in the main world, he would probably take a photo with his mobile phone and post it to his friends to show his love.

Then he was bombarded with messages from his parents, relatives, and friends, asking questions and expressing envy and hatred.

Unfortunately, Jeanne was not a lover. She was just showing concern for the Master who was more compatible with her based on her kindness, carefulness, simplicity, and the responsibilities of an orthodox Heroic Spirit. Shen He knew this very well, so he was moved by the girl's behavior.

"Hey, Jeanne."

Shen He raised his eyes slightly, wanting to see Jeanne's expression.

However, he saw nothing, everything was blocked, blocked...

"Master?"

Jeanne lowered her head, and her long braid passed over her shoulders from behind because of this action, and gently swept across the inner ear of Shen He.

It's a bit itchy.

But it's not convenient to reach out now, or you will be regarded as a pervert.

"What do you think?" Shen He resisted the itch in his ears. "You no longer need to participate in the Holy Grail War, nor do you need to assume the responsibilities of a ruler, and you don't even need to return to the Hall of Heroes. Although you are now a Heroic Spirit, it is no different from being reborn - you can stay here forever. What do you think about this?"

Heroic Spirit Servants are summoned from the Throne of Heroes by the Holy Grail and given a body, serving as the magician's familiars.

Although they are directly connected to the Heroic Spirits and have their pride and dignity, they are essentially still things that do not belong to this world. They only appear in the world briefly to fulfill the mission of winning the Holy Grail War with the Master. After failure or the end of the Holy Grail War, they must return to the Hall of Heroes.

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

But the Joan of Arc in front of her is undoubtedly the Heroic Spirit, and she doesn't even need to go back to the Hall of Heroes.

"Reborn..." A trace of confusion flashed in Joan of Arc'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 all possibilities and just spent a short time with humans..."

As a Heroic Spirit, or as a Heroic Spirit Joan of Arc, humans 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, which is something that Heroic Spirits cannot do.

But as Shen He said, this possibility now also exists for her.

"Why not go and look for it." Shen He suddenly whispered, "Not as a Heroic Spirit, as a Servant, but as that little girl in the country, go find something you like and want to do. If you are only 19 years old, you should have 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 achievements. The evidence is that there is no psychological pressure to tease her.

"Is this...really possible?" Jeanne showed an expression that was hard to tell whether it was excitement or confusion.

"Of course." Shen He took a deep breath and turned over. "Didn't I say that I would go out and have some fun tomorrow? So you should be prepared with great expectations. There are many more fun things in this era than in your era."

"...Thank you, Master."

Jeanne smiled happily, then she reached out and held Shen He's hand tightly, looking at him and said:

"I wanted to help you with something, but you helped me instead. However, it's great to meet you, Master."

Jeanne d'Arc also said this when she was summoned, but it seemed to have a different meaning when she said it again at this time. Shen He couldn't take his eyes off Jeanne d'Arc's face at this moment.

She is indeed a heroic spirit that does not belong to humans, Shen He sighed in his heart.

Her smooth pink skin, bright and beautiful blonde hair, and gem-like lavender eyes are too beautiful for a living being.