The Martial Unity

"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 —!"

was about to scold him fiercely for his act of blaspheming the Bishop, but a pair of rough lips had covered her

this person you follow is really God or not, but this is one thing that

was completely unlike a woman who was supposedly in love.

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

You realize just as I have that there is no God in this world. Or, at the very least, even if there is one, it is most definitely not the God we grew up worshiping. Since things have reached

were flames lighting his loins right now and he

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

like

complexity and sadness pervaded her gaze. However, no

her from youth. It simply wasn't possible to separate

leading groups of men in battle. How

her pain be repaid in the end? This was nothing more than

became firm once

is the last test. Then, I'll be laid to rest and enter the

go against her conscience? That was simply a test of her loyalty. The times others suffered due to the choices she made? That

God she had known in her youth, maybe he really didn't exist. But, there was a new God before her now, and he was real and tangible. She had seen

won't