Master of Marvel World

"Jeanne, is there anything else?"

"I was wondering" Jeanne put her hands behind her back, lowered her head, and raised the toes of her right foot to the ground, "Is the Master too tired?"

"Worried you?" Shen He sat on the bed and patted the place beside him.

"Of course I'm worried." Joan of Arc sat beside Shen He, blushing and cleared her throat, "Because the Master was just an ordinary person before this, and suddenly he has to face so many people and think about so many things at once. Almost exhausted."

"I'm not so fragile." Shen He smiled and shook his head.

"Aren't you really trying to be brave?" Joan looked at him with a suspicious expression, "It was obvious that she would fall asleep as soon as she closed her eyes just now."

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

"Really?" Jeanne was a little unconvinced.

"Of course it's true." Shen He nodded fiercely, his face full of memories, "The little hands are soft, and it's probably because Violet is very familiar with the muscles and bones of the human body, and has a strong control over strength. , obviously just searched for some teaching videos, practiced a little more, and became super powerful.”

In fact, Shen He just got up immediately, and he was also worried that he would really fall asleep by accident.

"Is that so?" Jeanne showed a slightly forced smile, "Yeah, that is to say, the knee, the knee pillow is really a joke."

"Jeanne, you probably stayed because you took that sentence seriously." Shen He slightly opened his eyes wide.

Joan of Arc's shoulders drooped down in frustration, and her face was flushed red. Shen He couldn't help laughing out loud at such a cute movement and expression, and seeing his smile like this, Joan of Arc turned her face like a puff. Twist aside.

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

Shen He quickly apologized, and wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, "Joan of Arc, you also wanted to do something for me to muster up the courage to stay. If this is the case, then I will live up to your kindness, Joan of Arc."

He stretched out his hand and gently patted Joan's thigh wrapped in stockings, lay down on his side, and put his head on it. This sudden movement made Joan's body freeze, but he saw Shen He's face After getting a little tired, he gradually relaxed, and put his palms lightly on Shen He's shoulders and the side of his head.

This is just as a follower, doing what I can for the Master.

Jeanne thought of this in her heart.

The scene suddenly fell silent. Shen He originally wanted to get up jokingly with a pillow, but now he felt a little unable to get up, not only because of the softness of his head and neck, and not only because of the constant licking of his nasal cavity The fragrant breath, but more because of the warm feeling in my heart.

If this is still in the main world, I will probably take a photo with my mobile phone and send it to Moments to show my affection.

Then I was bombarded by messages sent by parents, relatives, and friends, asking the bottom line, and being envious and jealous.

It's a pity that Joan of Arc is not a lover, she just expressed concern for the more compatible Master based on her kindness, care, simplicity, and the quality of her duties as an orthodox hero-Shen He is very aware of this, so she is for this girl moved by his behavior.

"Hey, Jeanne."

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

But nothing is seen, everything is blocked, blocked

"Master?"

Joan lowered her head sideways, her long braids swept across her shoulders from behind because of this movement, and lightly brushed Shen He's inner ears.

A little itchy.

But now it's inconvenient to reach out, and you'll be treated as a pervert.

"What do you think?" Shen He held back the itching of his ears, "You no longer need to participate in the Holy Grail War, and you no longer need to take on the duties of a ruler, and you don't even need to return to the Hall of Valor. It's no different from rebirth—you can stay here forever, what do you think about this?"

Heroic servants are summoned from the Seat of Heroes by the Holy Grail and endowed with bodies, serving as familiars of magicians at their beck and call.

Although they are directly connected with the heroic body and have their pride and dignity, they are still things that do not belong to this world in essence. They only appear in the human world for a short time to achieve the mission of winning the Holy Grail War with the master. If they fail or the Holy Grail War ends Afterwards, they all had to return to the Hall of Valor.

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 itself, and she doesn't even need to go back to the Hall of Valor.

"Rebirth." A trace of confusion flashed in Joan's eyes, "I don't know. Because the heroic spirits are just the shadows of the world, things that have passed away, we should have lost all possibilities, and just spent a short period of time with humans. The time is right."

As a heroic spirit, or rather, as a heroic spirit Joan of Arc, human beings have always been her very cherished existence.

Because human beings are free, even distorted, evil, and ordinary humans have various possibilities. They can open up various future paths, which is something that Heroic Spirits cannot do.

But as Shen He said, she now has this possibility.

"Why don't you go and look for it." Shen He suddenly said softly, "Not as a heroic spirit, as a follower, but as that little girl in the country, to find what you like, what you want to do, just live for ten years. If you are nine 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 who has made great achievements. The evidence is that there is no psychological pressure to flirt with.

"Is this...really possible?" Joan of Arc showed an expression that she couldn't tell if she was tempted or confused.

"Of course." Shen He took a deep breath and turned over, "Didn't I say that I would go out and have a good time tomorrow? So you should be prepared with anticipation. There are more interesting things in this era than in your era. gone."

".Thank you, Master."

Joan smiled happily, then she stretched out her hand to hold Shen He's palm tightly, looked at him and said:

"Obviously I wanted to help you with something, but in the end I was helped by you, but it's great to meet you, Master."

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

Sure enough, it is a heroic spirit that does not belong to human beings, Shen He sighed in his heart.

The smooth and tender skin, the radiant blond hair, and the jewel-like lavender pupils are too beautiful for a living being.

I heard that some people think my plot is too compact →_→ then add some daily life