The knight king of the otherworldly moon

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But when passing by Joan of Arc's room, he found the light under the crack of the door.

With such thoughts in mind that Jeanne hadn't rested yet, Lucifer gently opened the door.

When the door was closed, Joan of Arc's sleeping posture was in front of her eyes. She was lying on her desk and fell asleep like this.

Walking slowly, there are some books about Rune and basic courses on the desk.

Joan of Arc's glasses were at hand, and many experiences were recorded in the notebook.

Lucifer took out the blanket from the cabinet and draped it lightly on Jeanne.

He picked up the note next to him and read it carefully.

The handwriting above can only be considered neat, far from being beautiful, more like a type of print.

Most of the content of the notes is the experience of learning, and the records are very detailed.

It can even be said that it is a little too detailed. . . .

Lucifer smiled knowingly, he put down the note, and his fingers naturally pressed against Joan of Arc's cheek.

"You've worked so hard."

Lucifer's movements were very slight, worried that it would disturb Jeanne.

But even so, Jeanne felt it, and she slowly opened her eyes.

"Does it bother you?"

Lucifer smiled.

She opened her eyes and saw Lucifer, her expression a little flustered.

She stood, the red mark on the left side of her face had not completely disappeared.

"Lucifer, you, why are you here? Didn't you go to Anna's place to rest today, please don't look at me, I'm humiliated now."

"How come, Joan of Arc is also very cute when she is serious."

"But......"

Joan of Arc subconsciously tightened the blanket on her body and lowered her head.

Recently, she has been asking the master and Anna for a way to cultivate their temperament, but the result is not obvious....

"Then let me put it another way, even if Joan is humiliated, I like it very much.

So don't hide it, at least in front of me, don't hide it."

"is that one…......."

Joan of Arc's mood was much calmer, she looked at the notebook in Lucifer's hand, feeling a little familiar.

Lucifer raised his hand, and the chair next to him automatically came behind him.

He sat down peacefully like this:.

"This one.

is your note.

I just looked at it and I feel a sense of shame.

When I was studying before, I didn't take notes as seriously as Joan of Arc, um, although I also took some notes, it was basically just an outline."

As Lucifer spoke, she flipped through the notes in front of her. At the end, Lucifer also saw Joan of Arc's encouragement to herself and her desire to respond to her expectations.

Seeing this, Lucifer smiled with relief, and he took the notes and put them on the small bookshelf on Joan's desk.

"For Lucifer, the outline is enough.

Recently, the master craftsman often told me that your talent on the original rune is very amazing, and you are a real genius.

In contrast, my talent is much more ordinary."

Jeanne murmured, a little distressed.

From a master's point of view, Joan of Arc was not really a gifted disciple.

Of course, this was because a certain disciple raised the master's eyes a lot, so the master subconsciously thought that although not all people in this era were like Lucifer, they should at least not be too different.

Hence the troubles of Joan of Arc.

Although the master is gentle, she is very strict with her disciples, and she is not the kind of goddess who can comfort people.

So Joan could only bury her head in her efforts.

"So you just figure out a way to make up for it with time and effort"

"Well, for me, it's the only thing I can do right now.

My talent may not change, but I still want to do something I can.

This will at least get you closer."

"Idiot, I'm here and I'm not going anywhere.

If it's close to something, can't you just hug it directly?"

Saying that, Lucifer spread his hands and embraced Joan of Arc.

Joan of Arc did not hesitate, and sent herself in naturally and skillfully.

"I'm not talking about this approach.

Sometimes I think, how nice it would be if I could do everything like you."

At this time, Joan of Arc confided her distress to Lucifer.

"The results of it"

"Can't do it.

How difficult! Just learning etiquette, literature, art, and philosophy is already very difficult.

Now with the rune.

But it is precisely because of this that I feel that you are more interested."

"No benefit.

I just have more time than you, in fact, human beings have infinite possibilities.

People can learn anything, as long as there is time as a prerequisite.

But, Jeanne, you are wrong about one thing."

"I've mispoken"

"I have my way of learning, and you have a way of working hard.

It's not necessary for everything to follow me as a template.

Since the master said that I am a genius, just treat me as a genius.

But it's just genius, and in a sense a hardworking idiot like you can get to the top of something more than a genius like me."

Saying that, Lucifer touched Joan's head, and his eyes became: extremely soft.

"You're comforting me again."

"I can tell you the truth, geniuses are easily attracted by the beauty of the world, so they can't always walk on the same path.

But the idiot will always stick to his own direction and never waver.

So, I look forward to the day when you surpass me."

"Um."

"But until then, rely on me a lot.

Occasionally, it's okay to act like Elle's willful coquettishness to me."

"Really? But..."

"Well, if you're worried about their eyes, at least when it's just the two of us, don't worry."

Under the magic light, Joan of Arc began to try to act like a spoiled child that she had always admired but dared not take the initiative.

no.252 Murder of husband

In the afternoon of the next day, after the morning meeting, Lucifer looked at today's official business, and there was not much.

After finishing it quickly, Lucifer started tutoring Joan of Arc's homework.

After what happened last night, Lucifer decided to help Jeanne with tutoring.

At this time on the tennis court, El and Anna were still struggling, and Lucifer was studying with Joan of Arc in the name of cheering.

The strong vibrations that came from the side from time to time did not affect them too much, because Joan and Lucifer were wearing two special pairs of 'couple earphones' at this time, and were not affected by the noise.

However, the tutoring on their side quickly aroused El's dissatisfaction. For some reason, she was just... unhappy when she saw Lucifer and Joan of Arc being intimate.

Even the original victory has lost its original taste.

When Anna saw El's expression, El also looked at Anna.

The two of them looked at each other silently, and there was a tacit understanding in their hearts.

And then... "Look at the trick! Take my kill [Burning Heaven and Killing Dragon]."

The racket in El's hand swung, and the ball flew out in the form of a dragon that transformed into black flames with strong magic, but the problem was that this time the direction was off.

Whether it was intentional or not, the ball flew towards where Lucifer was.

Joan of Arc, who was addicted to her studies, hadn't noticed the danger, but with Lucifer by her side, she naturally felt that she didn't need to worry.

The fact is also true, the flying black flame was forcibly stopped in mid-air, the ball spun desperately, making the air burst with heat, but it couldn't break through the palm in front of him.

In the end, the ball came to a complete stop in Lucifer's palm and was caught.

Lucifer let go of his hand and the ball fell to the ground. At this moment, he raised his head to look and moved his gaze from the desk in front of him to El.

"El, Anna, do you want to murder your husband? Ordinary people will really die if you hit the ball just now."

Looking at the two in front of him, Lucifer sighed.

They just talked about studying together, but they said they wanted to play.

Now seeing their help Joan of Arc, these two start to make trouble again.

"Humph! You're not an ordinary person! I just missed it, I missed it, you know."

Al said with some gusto.

Alright! This one has given up healing, and Lucifer turned his eyes to his queen.

"..."

Lucifer's eyes at this time seemed to say, "I can understand El, but why did you suddenly mess around with her."

"It wasn't me, I didn't, I didn't do anything.

The ball just now was completely hit by Al.

Honey, you're not hurt, let me see."