Jeanne's room was on the second floor of Mark's mansion. My bedroom was in a different direction from the guest room. It seems that men and women are separated from each other.
I wondered if she was worried about the turbulence of her morals, but she would recommend Ryoma to marry her, so she might be making her easier to crawl at night.
She is a troubled old man, but she knows that she cares about Ryoma like her granddaughter.
As soon as we walk with such considerations, we arrive in front of Jeanne's room. I hit the door of her room. She immediately replied.
"Who are you?"
Asks me with a little caution.
He is wary, as he is still alerted to the fact that he may still be assassinated, with the hands of a revolutionary. She is a very honest daughter.
"I'm the devil of Jeanne."
"Is it a Demon King?"
For a moment, the voice bounced and thought that the door would open soon, but stopped halfway.
"... It's kind of suspicious. It's unusual for the Demon King to ask me from himself ...?!
"Hey, that's why. This voice is me."
"There is magic for copying vocal cords."
Jeanne continued, saying carefully.
"If the Demon King answers this question!"
"If you say information that only I can know, do you believe it?"
"Such a place"
"She continues.
"Is the woman the devil loves the most is Jeanne d'Arc? Yes, or yes!"
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Unlocking I thought it was ok, but if you were right with Jeanne, you wouldn't have a chance, so cast the magic of << >>, forcibly unlock the key, and open the door.
Jeanne allowed the intrusion at his own discretion, but apparently he was convinced that I was outside the door.
She smiled,
"The correct answer is unlocking. After all, the Demon King was a Demon King."
Jumps into my chest.
I take a little distance when I hold her shoulder.
"Not an unmarried lady hugging a man in front of the room"
She says, "Let's do it in the room!"
I just try to push me down to the bed, but I can't do that, so go to the center of the room, holding both sides of Jeanne.
So take her hand and forcibly take steps.
"Oh, it's a dance"
"Yes. It's a ballroom dance. It's surprisingly good."
"I just saw the maid step and learned it."
"Janne is a genius."
"It's a proof of a good warrior. Learning by watching the opponent's movements"
"Then the good warrior will go to the ball."
"I don't want to."
The answer is the same as before. After all, it seems reluctant to serve gods in splendid places.
After all, it's not going to be a draw, so use a trick.
"Is it okay to say that. The ball shows the delicacies of the mountains and seas gathered from various places."
"The delicacy of the mountain sea!"
Jeanne eats in an instant.
"Isn't the ball just dancing?"
"I don't just dance. I mean, most things don't dance, like Mark."
"So what are you doing?"
"I'm drinking and talking about business. The ladies are rumors of a good man."
"It looks like it's not clogged"
"Oh, so all the feasts at the ball are from Jeanne. I'm not angry to eat them all."
When Jeanne hears the words, she raises her blonde. Aho hairy.
Jeanne's blonde spins around for about 3 seconds. He said that rotation would stop.
"Okay! I'm going to the ball!"
"Thank you, but is God good?"
Asking a bit of meanness, Jeanne shakes her head.
"It's not good to run in luxury in a splendid place, but if I can't do it, there's too much party food. It's against God's will to make food poor."
When she admired that there was such a reasoning, Jeanne began to take off her clothes smiling.
You don't seem to be tempting me. I am trying to change into a dress at once, but there is no way I can put on a dress after a farmer-bred soldier goes up. I don't know how to put it on.
Of course, I don't know, so I call her and leave it to her.
Eve borrows a white dress saying, "If Jeanne looks like a white dress," she certainly shines Jeanne's blonde and white dress.
I'm looking forward to what kind of lady she will be, but I have to prepare.
If you wear your usual formal clothes yourself, you will leave Marco's mansion.
The ball seems to take place at the guest house in Bernese. In front of the house was a magnificent carriage.
When you get on one of them, Ryoma is already inside, hitting the chair to sit sideways, and she sits down and cheeks, but the time like a lover can be finished in about 5 seconds.
Jeanne jumped in.
"Maou! Go to the guest house early! The food will cool down!"
When I saw the figure, I remembered the word, dumplings rather than flowers.
Marco's prepared carriage is wrapped in a flowery smell. It was the smell of perfume on the beautiful flowers, but everyone had a good fragrance.
Everyone was nervous because I didn't usually wear it, but I was rocked by a carriage, trying to keep my face out of it.