The next day, Dongfang was just white and still sleeping at the headquarters of Shenmingliu, who was awakened by a burst of excited shouts. Alice sat up in a daze, looking at the sky that had just turned white and Emiya Yuki who was sleeping without any image on the other side, and Yiwen Jielin, who was still noisy, could only sigh helplessly and slowly get up from the bed to wash.

Before Alice picked up the toiletries, the door of her room was opened fiercely. Yiwen Jielin stood at the door and said, "Alice, in such a good weather, let's go visit Kyoto together~!"

Looking at the people standing behind Yiwen Jielin without any energy, and even a few people who were still sleeping, a drop of cold sweat struck Alice's forehead. Without thinking, Alice immediately waved her hand and looked very ordinary, and elegantly rejected Yiwen Jielin's invitation: "I'm so sorry, I've already visited Kyoto a few days ago, and I still have something to do today, so..."

"Things? What's going on?" Yiwen Jielin was very dissatisfied with Alice's rejection, and immediately asked back like a furry kitten.

"Nothing big, I just meet a... well... friend." Alice recalled the events when she lived with Joan of Arc and answered Yiwen Jielin's question nostalgic. Looking at Alice's expression, Yiwen Jielin stopped talking. Perhaps she mistakenly thought that Alice was just an old friend she hadn't seen for a long time.

Since she could not pull Alice, Yiwen Jielin took away Wei Gongxue, who was still sleeping without hesitation, and left behind when she left: "This guy lends me a day." Then she led the army that was still confused and left here.

However, before everyone left, Alice called Wing Chun standing in the crowd: "Wing Chun will tell your witches, if someone visits today and says he wants to find me, please bring me."

"Okay." Wing Chun nodded, told everything, and left with everyone. Alice, who found nothing was wrong, sat in the corridor and leaned against the pillars to wait for the first ray of sunshine in the east.

I don't know how long it took, Alice, who was drowsy, heard the footsteps of a witch, opened her eyes and looked at the witch and asked, "Is there anything wrong?"

"Yes." The unknown witch said respectfully: "A woman who calls herself Dark and her companions want to see you."

Dark? Alice was stunned when she heard this name, but it quickly reflected it. It seemed that Joan of Arc once called herself Joan of Arc Dark. Thinking of this, Alice smiled and said, "Yes, please bring them here."

The witch bowed slightly, then turned around and left to lead the guests to the door. Alice also took this time to sort out her appearance. Soon the witch brought the guests to the nearby area. Out of etiquette, the witch did not continue to lead the guests to Alice, but just told the two guests where Alice was, and then left respectfully.

Joan of Arc didn't say anything, but took his companions into the small courtyard where Alice lived, and soon came to the edge of the corridor where Alice was. Looking at the familiar figure, Joan of Arc said excitedly: "Master!"

Hearing Joan of Arc's voice, Alice turned around and smiled and said, "Joan of Arc, okay..." Only when he said this, Alice's smile froze, her dark pupils showed unbelievable colors, and she stared at her companion behind Joan of Arc.

Her soft beige hair was tied to the back of her head with a light blue scarf, and her dark pupils showed a strong look. She wore a black women's suit, giving people a heroic and cool feeling. Her familiar face was like Alice, and she showed a shock and incredible look.

Joan of Arc looked at the two people strangely, not knowing what was going on. Why did Bedevier, who had always been calm, become like this when he saw his master, and so did his master.

In the end, Alice broke the silence, said nervously and slightly trembling, "Bediwell, is it you?"

Hearing Alice's words, Bedwell was shocked, and a crystal teardrop flowed out of her beautiful eyes, crossed her thin cheeks, and finally dripped on the grass. Then Bedwell knelt down on one knee, made the most noble courtesy to Alice, and replied with a choked sob: "Yes... it's me... the princess."

This time it was Jeon Arc's turn to be stunned. Looking at Bedevier's actions and what he said later, Joan Arc felt his brain explode with a bang, his mind full of what Bedevier said. The master is the princess... King Arthur's wife Gnevier... Princess of Doom who was cursed by the world, this is the true form of the master... In other words, Master... She is...

At this moment, Joan of Arc no longer knew what to say, and I don’t know why a warm feeling wrapped around him. The things he had expected and dreamed of were actually by his side. His small nose felt sore and tears were gushing out wildly.

When he found that Joan of Arc was crying, Alice was panicked for a moment and hurried to Joan of Arc, reached out to wipe away Joan of tears, and asked concernedly and nervously: "What's wrong? Joan of Arc?"

"Nothing..." Although tears continued to flow out, Joan of Arc replied with a smile: "I'm just so happy, Master... no, Mother."

Mother!? The term Joan of Arc suddenly said made Alice completely stunned. What happened? Bedwell, who was kneeling beside him, seemed to have expected Alice's reaction for a long time, and explained to Alice: "Yes, Your Highness, Princess Joan of Arc is the biological daughter of His Highness and the king - Joan of Arc Gnevier Dark."

Listening to Bedley's explanation, Alice remembered what Merlin said about the child. It seemed that Merlin had done it, breaking the taboo that could not be broken for thousands of years and successfully nurtured Joan of Arc, a real human being.

He couldn't help but hold Joan of Arc into his arms, sensed the extremely kind breath, gently stroked his soft blonde hair, and said lovingly: "Thank you for your hard work, Joan of Arc, my daughter."

"Mother..." leaning against Alice's arms, Joan of Arc's tears kept flowing out, wetting Alice's clothes. Soon Joan of Arc discovered something wrong and broke free from Alice's arms. After watching Alice's clothes being wet with her tears, she said shyly: "Sorry, Mother."

Alice just smiled, pulled Joan of Arc to sit in the corridor, and signaled to Bedevier not to kneel there anymore, come here to sit down. However, although Bedevier stood up, he did not sit in the corridor, but just stood aside. However, at Alice's strong request, Bedevier finally sat down.

Alice took out some refreshments from the treasure house, and the three of them tasted delicious refreshments together and enjoyed the morning sun. Alice looked at Joan of Arc as if there was something to ask, but she was embarrassed to say it, and she smiled and said, "Is there any problem? Joan of Arc."
Chapter completed!