Type-Moon: I! The Magic King! Am going to marry Tiamat!

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She was naturally delighted by the physical intimacy with Ma En, but she also felt uneasy, unable to adapt for a moment, and her heart was racing uncontrollably.

Upon hearing this, Ma En looked up at the little girl's flushed face, which looked incredibly cute—oops! Adorable Black Jeanne.

She looked down at the little hand she was holding and felt a little embarrassed.

but……

"Are you sure you want me to let go? We're in the sky, you know. What if a strong wind blows..."

In all honesty, he was only thinking about Jeanne Alter's safety; he had no other intentions.

But when Black Jeanne heard this, she interpreted it differently.

"You jerk! If you want to let go, just say so. Why make up excuses?" Zhen said with a shy expression.

Recalling the description in that book, Black Jeanne 'understood' what Marne meant; she simply didn't want to let go.

Thinking about it this way, Jeanne Alter was overjoyed again.

Maren was momentarily dumbfounded.

Is that what I meant?

What's wrong with you, little sister?!

Chapter 288 Marx and Engels: What Don't You Want? The Rose-Colored Atmosphere on the Vimalakirti

Ma En was also surprised by Jeanne Alter's sudden "urgent need to get up in the middle of the night" response.

But then she saw Jeanne Alter's flushed face and shy expression, and she immediately realized what had happened.

The four outside the shield are freebies... Pshaw! They should be called the four outside the shield's girlfriends. Even though Ma En is a fan of Yun Yue, he has long heard of their fame.

Among them, Jeanne Alter was the first to be included, and she was so given away that she even had the nickname of "the easiest woman to handle in all of Chaldea".

Maren isn't the kind of harem anime protagonist whose emotional intelligence drops to zero at crucial moments, so he can naturally see what's going on with Jeanne Alter's current state.

This is practically giving it away to him for free!

But then Marx and Engels couldn't help but have some doubts.

Aside from telling Jeanne Alter the reason for her birth and offering some words of guidance, it seems he never said anything else to her.

There was absolutely no indication of 'liking' or 'loving'.

So, how did Jeanne Alter end up on the path of giving away her items for free?

Maren, unaware that Black Jeanne had secretly read romance novels and regarded them as sacred texts, was completely baffled.

However, he simply stopped thinking about it. Since they had offered it to him for free, he had no reason not to refuse, right?

"Hmm, 497 might not be enough to guarantee safety. Why don't you hold on tighter to me?" En said with a mischievous smile, looking at the somewhat shy Jeanne Alter.

"Woo~!"

Jeanne Alter was stunned for a moment, the blush on her pretty face spread to her ears, and steam began to rise from her head, making her look like a steam princess.

However, she still managed to remain strong and calm, saying, "Is that so? Well, there's really nothing I can do about it. This is for my own safety, so you're getting off easy."

Then, somewhat delighted, she hugged Marne's arm.

She didn't know why she was like this.

She was initially hesitant to accept, as she wasn't quite used to it.

But when it came to saying no, it turned into an agreement, and the body reacted first.

When she came to her senses, she was already beside Ma En and hugged his hand.

'What am I doing? I was going to refuse, so why did I agree?'

At this moment, Jeanne Alter's mind was in complete chaos, and her brain was almost shutting down.

Although she didn't dislike being so close to Maren, it was all happening way too fast; she wasn't prepared at all.

However, she was so flustered that she almost lost her mind, but Mar and Eng were not.

Seeing that Jeanne Alter had actually done as he said, he suddenly couldn't help but wonder just how far this silly little sister could go.

With this curiosity in mind, Ma En continued, "But this isn't convenient for me to move around in, and it's also a bit dangerous. Why don't you sit down too?"

Upon hearing this, Black Jeanne snapped out of her reverie and asked with some confusion, "Sit down?"

Where does this come from?

Jeanne Alter looked around and it seemed that the only place she could sit was the throne under Marne's buttocks.

Just when she thought that Ma En was asking her to sit on the armrest, she saw Ma En pat her leg with her free left hand.

The meaning is quite clear: they want her to sit here!

Suddenly, a burst of steam erupted from Jeanne Alter's head, making her feel dizzy.

But she still tried to remain calm, even putting on a disgusted expression as she said, "Tch~ troublesome."

Then, under Marne's surprised gaze and with herself somewhat bewildered, she actually sat down.

Not only was Marne shocked by the extent of her generosity, but even Jeanne Alter herself was completely bewildered.

This is progressing too fast. Before she could fully understand and face her feelings for Marne, Black Jeanne was completely dumbfounded by her subconscious actions.

Ma En was also a little embarrassed. He didn't expect that Jeanne Alter would actually give away so much for free. For a moment, he didn't know what to say next.

Seeing that Black Jeanne was also stunned, he simply turned his gaze back to the ground and continued his search.

This time, however, Mar and Eng were clearly not as focused.

nonsense!

He's not some saint, he's more like a carnivorous wolf. How could he not be tempted by a beautiful woman in his arms?

As he searched, he reached out and wrapped his arms around Black Jeanne's waist, holding her tightly in his embrace.

Black Jeanne also sensed this, and a force emanated from her waist, pushing her into Marne's arms.

She couldn't help but look up at Ma En, the instigator, and found that his eyes weren't on her. She couldn't help but purse her lips and mutter, "Hmph, hypocrite."

Upon hearing this, Ma En was taken aback and abruptly looked down at Jeanne Alter.

Jeanne Alter was also looking at him.

Their eyes met, and both of them froze, the atmosphere instantly turning pink.

But after a moment of stunned silence, the two of them, as if they had agreed beforehand, simultaneously shifted their gaze.

But Marx and Engels quickly realized what was happening.

its not right?

Why is he hiding?

Wouldn't hiding make you seem like a hypocrite?

For the sake of his reputation, Marne felt it necessary to show Black Jeanne through his actions.

he!

Marx and Engels!

Actually, he's just... a frivolous guy!

So, Ma En raised his other hand, put his arm around Black Jeanne's shoulder, and pulled her back into his arms, this time even more thoroughly, making her press her whole body against him.

Jeanne Alter, whose heart was racing from the eye contact they had just exchanged, immediately stepped on the gas again.

Looking up at Ma En again, she found that Ma En had been 'affectionately' looking at her (that's what she thought), and her heart almost jumped out of her chest. She quickly lowered her head and pretended to be an ostrich.

Upon seeing this, Marx and Engels couldn't help but smile slightly.

hum.

You think you can't handle me? Now you're scared, huh?

Ok?

Did you think that was the end of it?

Actually, no, because the time doesn't match up at all; less than half an hour has passed here.

The two remained silent for a while. After calming down, Jeanne Alter began to enjoy the state of being.

It felt so warm and reassuring to be in Marx's arms; even breathing felt so refreshing.

"Ok?"

Black Jeanne suddenly paused, sniffed at Marne, and said with some surprise, "You actually smell good? I thought all men were covered in sweat and stench."

"Forehead……"

Faced with Jeanne Alter's sudden words, Ma En was momentarily stunned and realized something was wrong.

He knew exactly what that smelled like, but it wasn't his body odor at all.

Moreover, he has no body odor at all because he has a magic spell to keep himself clean. Sweat and metabolic waste are automatically removed, so there is naturally no smell.

The smell on him now comes from someone else.

Chapter 289 Black Jeanne: ? I don't mind. Marne: You can copy it!

As for where it came from?

Is there even a question? It's obviously from the Lion King!

linglong: 323613

Suddenly, Ma En remembered a song.

'You smell of her perfume; it's my nose's fault.'

Cough!

Although Ma En panicked for a moment, upon closer reflection, he realized that nothing had happened between him and Black Jeanne, so there was no need to panic at all.

Normally, if Marx and Engels had just kept quiet, the matter would have simply passed.