Chapter 855: Getting Clothes Dirty Would Be Bad
Sayu was still in a daze, but her memories soon came flooding back like a rising tide.
The vicious noble young lady. The agonizing abuse.
Her body trembled almost imperceptibly.
But she quickly endured it.
Sayu was a girl with an exceptionally strong will. No matter how cruel the abuse had been, it had never crushed her spirit or resolve. She had held on to the very end without yielding even once. So now, she still looked at Joan of Arc with a hint of stubbornness, as if the gentle girl smiling warmly before her had overlapped with that young noble lady who had looked equally gentle at first.
"S-Sayu." A trembling voice came from beside her.
"Iyeyasu!" Sayu suddenly heard her companion's voice and whipped her head around, only to see what Iyeyasu looked like now.
His upper body was bare, and he held a Scarlet Sword in his hand. His entire body radiated a terrifying, soul-chilling sharpness.
Even so.
Anyone who saw that concerned and excited expression would understand that he was the companion who had grown up alongside her since childhood.
"That's wonderful, Sayu!" Iyeyasu seemed to have become the same boy he had once been. He hurried over excitedly. "It's all right now. The Queen and her companions saved us."
"The Queen?" Sayu's gaze swept across her surroundings.
She soon saw Artoria, clad in ornate battle armor and draped in a blue cloak, noble and imposing like a queen.
She finally understood what had happened.
Clutching the bath towel Joan of Arc had wrapped around her, she struggled to sit up.
"Thank you from the bottom of my heart!"
"Don't move around." Joan of Arc reached out to stop her. "Although your body has been healed, you had