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 own, completely stifling

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

unlike a woman

force her into such a relationship. Whether it was backing or individual strength,

even if there is one, it is most definitely not the God we

loins right now and he also knew that Joan wouldn't resist if he took her to bed now, he

he was just using you? It's for

for yourself. He has no qualms about tricking a kind soul like Leonel. In that case, what do you think

in Joan's expression. A wisp of complexity and sadness pervaded her gaze. However, no matter how she searched, she really couldn't

was something ingrained in her from youth. It simply

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

faith was? Wouldn't her pain be repaid in the end? This was nothing more than a test of her

became

test. Then, I'll

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

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

I won't