Moon World Girlfriend Comes Knocking

If she doesn't leave the house, Jeanne d'Arc will be the one to leave soon.

But if she leaves first, Jeanne d'Arc will have to stay behind to protect her Father King... Mordred gave herself a thumbs up for her cleverness.

"But I can't let Mother know about this. If she finds out I 'gave' Father King away, I'll definitely get a beating..." the brat muttered to himself, and unknowingly walked up to the top of the mountain.

There was a temple on the mountaintop. At this very moment, Medea was inside, feeling around the base of the Greater Grail, trying to secretly modify its capacity.

Outside the temple, it seemed deserted, but the moment Mordred stepped onto the mountaintop, a blonde female Servant appeared in her field of vision.

"Mordred, why aren't you protecting your Father King at the manor? What are you doing here?" Artoria stared at Mordred with an air of authority, her brow furrowing slightly.

She knew that Mordred valued her Father King very much, and she wouldn't leave Father King side so easily unless there was a very important reason.

In other words, there must be some important reason why she is here now.

Almost simultaneously, Ishtar descended from the sky aboard Ma'anna, while Scathach arrived before Mordred on the other side.

"Hmph, what's it to you?" Mordred snorted arrogantly.

Then, he suddenly felt a chill down his spine and realized that several people were staring at him with hostility. His survival instincts made Mordred swallow hard, and he began to explain:

"Jeanne d'Arc had just planned to come to Mount Enzou, seemingly suspecting that we were planning to tamper with the Greater Grail, but I managed to delay her."

"Was she just passing by...?" Scathach raised an eyebrow and couldn't help but ask.

Mordred shook her head. "It seems to be because of Father King... She saved Father King last night, and she just seemed to have come specifically to check on Father King's current condition."

"As it turned out, she noticed that you were heading towards Mount Enzou. I was worried that she would find out something, so I used my intelligence to keep her here and let her stay with the Tohsaka Family." Mordred said, a smug smile appearing on his face.

The expressions on their faces softened considerably, and their gazes toward Mordred softened as well.

As expected of Lan Ze's daughter, she is indeed quite clever, knowing how to delay Jeanne d'Arc.

If Jeanne d'Arc were to discover that they had secretly tampered with the Greater Grail, regardless of their motives, as Heroic Spirit summoned by the Greater Grail, she would inevitably stop them.

"Then why did you come here?" Artoria felt that things weren't that simple and pressed for an answer.

Mordred sighed, "Miss Jeanne d'Arc wanted to leave after sitting for a while, and I was worried she would come here after leaving, so I came before she left."

"In that case, she'll have to stay and protect her Father King."

"I see..." Ishtar rested her hand on her snow-white chin, looked at Mordred and nodded slightly. "As expected of the child of Divine Messenger, she is indeed very clever."

Scathach, however, disagreed, asking, "So, are they alone together now?"

The sound suddenly stopped, leaving only the pattering of rain in my ears.

"As for Lady Jeanne d'Arc, it should be alright, right...? She's the referee, you know?" Ishtar quickly broke the silence, waving her hand with a smile. "You're talking as if she would do anything bad to my Divine Messenger. Not everyone is interested in Divine Messenger in his childhood."

Artoria looked into Mordred's eyes and asked again, "Speaking of which, how did you manage to delay Jeanne d'Arc?"

Mordred: "..."

As expected of one of Mordred's mothers, Artoria knows her child quite well.

She even had a vague premonition, a premonition of how this Mo Zai was holding Jeanne d'Arc back.

"Just tell us the truth, we won't blame you." Scathach gave a gentle smile, a smile that was just like the girl next door, making people feel relaxed at first glance. Mordred's slightly tense mood gradually calmed down.

She met their gazes, smiled shyly, and said, "It's just that my Father King keeps her company... that's all..."

The rain pattered softly on the ground, and the group stared silently at Mordred. A long silence fell over the Ryuudou Temple.

"You lost, Sister Jeanne d'Arc."

Lan Ze looked up at Jeanne d'Arc and gave her a gentle smile.

Jeanne d'Arc bit her thumb, gazing at the chessboard on the table and the five black pieces that had finally formed a chain. In the end, she let out a soft "hmm" in reluctance.

"You... you won."

Her tone was slightly uneasy, after all, Lan Ze was only in his childhood form, and she couldn't even beat Lan Ze in his childhood form... It seemed a bit too embarrassing.

However, despite the embarrassment, Jeanne d'Arc was willing to accept defeat. She sighed softly and asked, "What are your demands?"

As she finished speaking, she looked up at the boy and asked.

If the story continues as it is in the manga, the current plot is roughly that young Lan Ze asks to have intimate contact with his older sister. At first, it's just a lap pillow, then his hands start to wander, and later the boy starts to touch her inappropriately.

If there were enough pages at this point, the story would likely reverse again, with the initially passive Saintess taking the offensive and becoming the aggressor, making the boy blush and feel shy, and transforming him into the shape of the Saintess before anyone else returned.

However, this is clearly not the plot of a doujinshi, and Lan Ze at this time did not have too many ideas about LSP.

After thinking for a moment, he smiled and said, "Then I'll trouble you to rest in this mansion for a while, sister. That will be enough."

Jeanne d'Arc frowned slightly. "This request feels rather perfunctory."

She was a woman of her word, prepared to unconditionally comply with whatever the child asked for, but... he only made this one request?

"Besides, I originally planned to stay here until Assassin returns. Can you change your request?" Jeanne d'Arc said earnestly, her gaze fixed on Lan Ze's eyes.

The boy had soft, short black hair that fell naturally, and a pair of clear, bright black eyes. He was resting his hand on his chin, looking slightly conflicted, as if he was thinking about what request to make.

After a while, he suddenly looked up and asked, "If my sister wins, what will you ask for?"

Jeanne d'Arc was slightly taken aback; now it was her turn to be conflicted.

To be honest, she had never really thought about this kind of question.

If she were the one who won the game instead of Lan Ze... what would she do?

Jeanne d'Arc closed her eyes slightly, imagining the scene after her victory.

After a long while, she slowly opened her eyes, gazed at the boy's face, her eyes flickered slightly, and gently shook her head.

"I don't know what I'll ask for."

Lan Ze revealed a smug smile, "Right? Since you don't know what requests you'll make, it's only natural that I can't think of any requests either, right?"

Jeanne d'Arc was speechless.

Thinking about it carefully, it makes sense. What unreasonable demands could a boy of that age possibly make of her?

Similarly, she wouldn't make any unreasonable requests of such a child... After all, wouldn't it be a bit too cruel to make unreasonable requests of such a child?

Miss Saintess doesn't have any strange quirks. The reason she likes Lan Ze is simply because she thinks he's cute and has a nice voice.

Jeanne d'Arc pondered for a moment, then looked at the chessboard on the table and said, "I seem to be a little unfamiliar with the rules. How about we play a few more rounds, and then have another bet once I'm more familiar with them?"

Lan Ze looked up and thought for a moment, then nodded and smiled, "Okay."

The two played chess again, and time passed by silently.

When Lan Ze saw Jeanne d'Arc holding a chess piece, staring at the chessboard deep in thought, he suddenly asked, "By the way, sister, did you get a good look at what that Heroic Spirit looked like last night?"

Jeanne d'Arc snapped out of her reverie, glanced at the boy, and then gently shook her head. "I'm sorry... she seemed to be using some kind of disguise; I couldn't see her face clearly."

"Furthermore, since she doesn't belong to this Holy Grail War, I can't discern her identity."

Lan Ze was not satisfied and asked again, "Did you see the other person's gender, or discover any special characteristics?"

Jeanne d'Arc paused slightly, recalling the mysterious Heroic Spirit she had seen the previous night, while looking at the chess pieces in her hand.

She hesitated for a moment, then said softly, "If I remember correctly, it seems to be a female Heroic Spirit... and, it can fly!"

As Jeanne d'Arc spoke, a hint of certainty crept into her voice. "She can indeed fly."

"Besides that..." Jeanne d'Arc placed the white piece on the board and shook her head slightly. "I'm sorry, I didn't pay attention to anything else. The situation was urgent, and my attention was entirely on you, so I didn't pay much attention to that Heroic Spirit."

Lan Ze looked at the chessboard, took a black piece from the chess box, and smiled as he looked up, saying, "I really troubled you, sister, back then."

Jeanne d'Arc simply shook her head. "I am the arbiter of the Holy Grail War, so naturally I must ensure its proper conduct."

After Jeanne d'Arc finished speaking, she remained silent, while Lan Ze continued playing chess with her, lost in thought.

It had been raining all day, and the two of them hadn't even noticed the time changing outside.

After an unknown amount of time, the sound of a door opening suddenly came from outside the corridor.

Immediately afterwards, Matou Sakura a slender figure, came into view.

As soon as she entered the hall, her gaze immediately fell on Jeanne d'Arc of Arc, who was standing there, and she said with slight surprise, "Miss Jeanne d'Arc?"

Jeanne d'Arc looked up and then smiled slightly at Matou Sakura, as if to say hello.

Matou Sakura smiled slightly at her, then looked at the boy who was playing chess with the Saintess with a puzzled expression.

Lan Ze explained, "She came to protect me because Xiao Mo and the others had to go out early..."

Would the adjudicator really protect a Servant...? Matou Sakura glanced at Jeanne d'Arc a couple more times with slight surprise, then quickly gave her a friendly smile, "Thank you so much, Caster, for your help today, Miss Jeanne d'Arc."

"It's just to maintain the order of the Holy Grail." Jeanne d'Arc shook her head slightly and continued to focus her attention on the chessboard.

Not long after, Tohsaka Rin also entered the hall and saw the two playing chess. Curious, she moved closer to watch the game.

"By the way, sister, where are Illya and Karen?" Matou Sakura suddenly asked, puzzled.

They had just returned together, but she couldn't see them now, which made her feel a little strange.

"I'm going back to get my clothes." Tohsaka Rin turned her gaze away from the Go board, glanced at her sister, and smiled, "Shall I help you prepare dinner tonight?"

Matou Sakura gently shook her head and smiled, "Sister, why don't you go take a bath first? I'll prepare dinner."

Seeing this, Tohsaka Rin glanced at her sister a few more times, then quickly gave her a gentle smile and said softly, "You've really worked hard."

Matou Sakura shook her head and smiled, "It's not hard work... Besides, I've already received so much from my sister."

As she finished speaking, her gaze inadvertently drifted to the boy beside her; their game of chess had just ended. Matou Sakura softly said, "Senpai, could you help me?"

"Just helping with things like washing vegetables is enough," she added.

Upon hearing this, Jeanne d'Arc immediately looked up and said, "I'll help."

"No need, Miss Jeanne d'Arc is a guest. Please sit down and rest." Matou Sakura politely declined, then looked at the boy, tilting her head slightly as a strand of hair slipped down her shoulder.

"Could I ask you for a favor, senior?"

Her eyes held a questioning look, yet also a childlike expectation; it's hard to resist someone who sees that kind of gaze.

Lan Ze was no exception; he finally nodded slightly. "Yes, leave it to me."

After saying that, he followed Matou Sakura into the kitchen.

Jeanne d'Arc watched the two people walk into the kitchen, then glanced at Tohsaka Rin, who seemed to be heading to the bathroom. With nothing else to do, she picked up two Go sets and started playing against herself.

On the other side.

At this moment, in the kitchen, Matou Sakura, dressed in a school uniform that accentuated her curvaceous figure, gently closed the kitchen door and then turned to smile at Lan Ze.

"Senior, what happened today?"

Lan Ze involuntarily recalled Medea in the basement earlier that day, but facing Matou Sakura's gentle gaze, he still gently shook his head. "It's nothing, everything's fine..."

Medea went to Mount Enzou, and the others went with her to ensure her safety.

"Yes, I know that." Matou Sakura nodded gently. She wiped her slender white hands, walked up to Lan Ze, slightly bent her knees, gazed into Lan Ze's eyes, and said in a slightly shy and gentle voice:

"Did you miss me today, senior?"

Lan Ze paused slightly, then, seeing the flicker in Matou Sakura's eyes, he finally nodded gently and hummed in agreement.

Matou Sakura's brows relaxed slightly, and her smile softened. She gently pulled the boy into her arms, savoring the pure and simple bond between master and servant.

After a long pause, Matou Sakura suddenly seemed to sense something, looked at the boy in her arms with a slight smile, and said softly, "If you're like this, Senpai won't be able to help you wash the vegetables properly..."

Lan Ze was a little embarrassed and said, "Sorry... just let go for a moment, you'll calm down in a bit."

Matou Sakura's beautiful eyes flickered slightly, and she said softly, "How about I help you out first, senpai?"

She paused, gently unbuttoned the top button of her collar, then looked down at the boy and asked in a soft voice:

"Senior, do you need Sakura's help?"

Lan Ze initially wanted to politely refuse, but when he felt the oppressive aura emanating from the other person's enormous heart, and when he looked up and saw those moist and tender eyes, he finally hesitated for a moment before softly humming in agreement.

After returning to his residence, Minamoto no Raikō immediately went to his Master to explain the failure of his operation the previous night.

To her surprise, the Master who had been so fierce yesterday was unusually gentle today, simply shaking her head and smiling, "Failure is nothing to worry about."

"I have something else I need to ask you to do," the man continued.

Minamoto no Raikō raised an eyebrow, asking in confusion, "What is it?"

She was genuinely surprised by the Master's reaction; she had expected a severe scolding, but the other party was behaving so gently.