What did I think? I was so damn moved I was about to cry, damn it.
But how could I possibly cry so stupidly in front of you? That would be way too embarrassing, hey.
Jeanne d'Arc (Alter) raised her right arm to shield her face. The gesture was clearly quite embarrassing, yet her hesitant voice still sounded full of swagger. "Oh... you do have a point."
P.S., how should I put this? The Holy Light's personal bias toward Jeanne d'Arc (Alter) seemed a little too obvious...
176, "Public Execution"
"Is what you said... true?"
A quiet, hesitant voice came through. This time, Jeanne d'Arc (Alter) was highly alert and suspicious. That was only natural; after all, she had been deeply hurt by deception.
"Would I really have gone through all that effort to save you just to lie to you?"
Lianye couldn't help rolling his eyes. If someone really had such a sick sense of humor, they would have to be completely insane.
"Mm... that makes sense."
Her suspicion gradually turned into trust. Although Jeanne d'Arc (Alter) had said she would never believe anyone again, precisely because she had fallen into such despair, she hoped that there could at least be one person she could believe in.
While Jeanne d'Arc (Alter) muttered quietly to herself, Lianye spread his hands and said, "Well then, I've said everything I wanted to say. Miss, if you still want to die, then please, begin your performance."
"Huh—? What performance? Why do I have to die?"
Jeanne d'Arc (Alter) widened her pale golden eyes. The speed at which her expression shifted from startled to indignant was practically a living GIF reaction image.
"Huh? Isn't that what you wanted to do more than anything?"
"..."
"It was one thing for me to save you