Dimensional Descent

"Sister, what's going on?"

Hours later, when the moon was high in the sky and darkness had enveloped the land, Jean was the only one left in Joan's tent.

"What do you mean by that. Jean?"

"Don't lie to me, sister. Why did Leonel say that the Archbishop had given him a mission?"

When Joan heard Jean emphasize the word Archbishop, her pupils constricted. That was right, Leonel had said Archbishop, but all of the commanders beneath her command referred to him as the Bishop. It was an incredibly small detail, but it was a detail someone as intelligent as Jean would never let slip by.

Did this Leonel do it on purpose? There were others just as intelligent as Jean under her command, it's just that only Jean was close enough to her that he would confront her like this. Or rather, it could be said that their relationship…

Jean's arm wrapped firmly around Joan's slender waist, holding her tightly to his body.

"Jean." Joan said somewhat furiously, her glare seeming to hold an indescribable power behind them.

"I thought our relationship was better than this." Jean said with narrowed eyes, meeting her fierce gaze. "Do you think I'm a fool? What death mission did that bastard send Leonel on?"

"Jean! Watch your mouth —!"

act of blaspheming the Bishop, but

is really God or not, but this is one thing that I most

these words, Joan's reaction was unexpected. Her gaze seemed a bit dim, it was completely unlike a woman

odd. Joan's standing was clearly higher than Jean's, so obviously it wasn't possible for him to force her into such a relationship. Whether it was backing or individual strength, she left him behind by far. It could only be said that their relationship was

at the very least, even if there is one, it is most definitely not the God we grew up worshiping. Since things have reached such a level, why do you still allow yourself

his loins right now and he also knew that Joan wouldn't resist if he

you? It's for no other reason than that I wanted you to see it for

about tricking a kind soul like Leonel. In that case, what do you think he would be willing to do to

wisp of complexity and sadness pervaded her gaze. However, no matter how she searched, she

This was something ingrained in her from youth.

much pain had she suffered in her life? She was nothing but a teenage girl, yet she was leading groups of men in battle. How much burden was laid upon

be repaid in the end? This was nothing more than a test

became firm once

Then, I'll be laid to rest and

others suffered due to the choices she made? That was simply the test of

a new God before her now, and he was real and tangible. She had seen it with her own eyes, the kind of power he wielded,

I won't