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 —!"

for his act of blaspheming the Bishop, but a pair of rough lips had covered her own, completely stifling her

don't know if this person you follow is really God or not, but this is one thing

completely unlike a woman who was supposedly in love.

simply too 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

even if there is one, it is most definitely not

her. Though there were flames lighting his loins right now and he also knew that Joan wouldn't

stay by that Bishop's side all this time despite my being certain that he was just using you? It's for

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

change in Joan's expression. A wisp of complexity and sadness pervaded her gaze. However,

was an important part of her life. This was something ingrained in her from youth. It simply wasn't possible to separate herself from

had she suffered in her life? She was nothing but a teenage girl, yet she was leading groups of men in

wasn't that what faith was? Wouldn't her pain be repaid in the

became firm

will be the last. This is the last test. Then, I'll be laid

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

a new God before her now, and he was real

won't let you