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Secondly, as a fan of the Cloud Moon series, Ma En also quite likes the character Jeanne Alter.
So, seeing that Jeanne Alter is being used without understanding her own situation at this stage, I feel a bit sorry for her and want to tell her some truth so that she can understand herself.
Seeing that Jeanne Alter did not trust him, Maren was not angry.
However, seeing that he had said enough, Ma En did not continue, intending to let Jeanne Alter digest the information slowly.
With a wave of her hand, she conjured up some living necessities, such as a bed, tables, chairs, and a bathroom, and then stepped forward to unlock the handcuffs on Black Jeanne.
"It's getting late, you should get some rest too. I need you to come with me tomorrow. Goodnight."
As Marne was about to head out 21, Black Jeanne called out to him.
"Are you really that relaxed? Aren't you afraid I'll take the opportunity to slip away?"
Ma En turned around and smiled at her: "I don't lock the door, you can leave whenever you want."
He had already made himself clear: he didn't think Jeanne Alter would try to escape, at least not until she regained her power.
Black Jeanne didn't say anything more, and just quietly watched Marne leave.
As they left the interrogation room, before closing the door, Mar and Eng turned back and said, "You can think about what I just said for yourself."
Bang~!
After saying that, Mar and Eng closed the door.
Black Jeanne withdrew her gaze and began to look around.
The original interrogation room has now been transformed into a regular room.
In the end, she didn't say anything, silently picked up the change of clothes that had been prepared, and went into the bathroom.
Maren thoughtfully avoided incorporating modern elements; the bathroom's design is contemporary, so even Black Jeanne wouldn't be confused using it.
Without saying a word, she quickly took off her armor.
Since her power was sealed, this armor has become too much of a burden for her. Even just sitting down makes her exhausted and she even breaks out in a sweat.
After a quick wash and changing into new clothes, she left the bathroom and lay down on the bed.
"Why am I so angry...?"
Recalling what Marne had said earlier, Jeanne Alter fell into deep thought.
But it quickly fell silent again.
After losing her power and going through a series of events, she was exhausted and couldn't help but fall asleep as soon as she relaxed.
the other side.
When Ma En returned to the small building where everyone was resting, he found that there were still people in the hall.
"Why didn't you take a rest?"
Ma En looked at the black hairless man sitting on the sofa with some surprise.
Due to certain special circumstances surrounding King Arthur's transformation into a Heroic Spirit, all versions of King Arthur share a common flaw: they cannot become spirits.
Unable to reduce the consumption of magical energy in the physical world by becoming a spirit, nor can it restore mental energy, it needs to sleep.
That's why Marx and Engels were surprised.
"I have something I wanted to tell you, but you seem to be busy, so I'll wait for you here."
Upon seeing this, Marx and Engels sat down opposite them and prepared some tea.
"It just so happens that I also have something I want to tell you."
"Then I'll go first."
"Okay, you say."
Black Hair pondered for a moment, then looked at Ma En with a deep gaze: "How did you and her, the other me, develop that kind of relationship?"
"Pfft! Cough!"
Ma En was caught off guard by Hei Wumao's direct attack and spat out a mouthful of tea.
Luckily, he turned around in time, otherwise he would have sprayed her face with water.
Looking at the serious-looking black-haired man, Ma En wiped the corner of his mouth and asked, "Why did you suddenly want to ask about something like this?"
"I'm just curious. After all, I'm still me, but I really can't figure out what happened between you and her to develop this kind of relationship."
She is King Arthur too. Although the roles have been reversed, she still has her memories from before and is very clear about what kind of person she originally was.
That's why she was curious, because she simply couldn't understand how her original self could have fallen in love with this Master.
She couldn't understand why she, who was so pure and detached from worldly desires, would find a partner.
Seeing this, Ma En didn't hide anything and scratched his cheek awkwardly: "Well, something happened, and then that's how it was. After that, things just naturally progressed, and we got together."
Black Hair frowned upon hearing this: "Can't you be more specific? This is basically saying nothing at all."
Ma En blushed slightly: "Isn't that detailed enough? Any more details would involve personal privacy. I don't care, but it would be a bit offensive to Liya."
"If you want to know more, you can ask her."
Black Hair still frowned. Although he was somewhat dissatisfied with the answer, he did not press the matter further.
She understood that this touched on Marx's principles, and she didn't want to put Marx in a difficult position.
Seeing that Hei Wumao was silent, Ma En said, "Is that all you have to say? If you're done, it's my turn."
"Well, tell me."
“Then I’ll tell you.” En also looked at her seriously.
"What exactly is wrong between you and Lia? It's not good for things to stay like this. If there's a problem, you can talk about it and we can discuss it together."
This 490 is the point that Marx and Engels found the most incomprehensible.
He had asked the Lion King, but the Lion King said that she had no hostility towards Black Hairless, she was just a little annoyed by being stared at.
The key lies with Black Hair; why is she hostile towards the Lion King?
If this point isn't clarified, the two Kings Arthurs won't be able to get along.
Marne didn't expect their relationship to be particularly good, but at least it shouldn't be so strained.
For example, throughout the day, apart from important matters, the two Kings Arthurs just stared at each other, emanating a low-pressure atmosphere that kept everyone else away.
If things continue like this, not to mention the state of their relationship, their relationships with others will also suffer.
"Oh, I just don't really like her."
As Black Hairless spoke, he began to slowly mutter to himself.
"I wouldn't say I loathe my original self, but I do find her somewhat unpleasant, especially since she's so unconventional."
"So tall, so well-developed, and despite not having any dramatic changes, he's so humane, and always has a gentle smile on his face..."
Hmm, Black Hair is a little jealous.
We're all King Arthur, we're all Artoria, so why do you look so mature and confident?
Chapter 282 I'm jealous of my own black hairless body, Ma En: Isn't it white now?
"..."
Ma En never expected that Black Hair was unhappy with the Lion King because of this.
what is this?
I'm jealous of myself!
For a moment, Marx and Eng were at a loss for words, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.
All I can say is that the reversed version of Black Hairless is less rigid than the normal Knight King, and is more concerned about and more likely to talk about things related to women.
If it were the King of Knights, even if he cared about this, he would probably just keep it buried in his heart. Well, that's how it was at first.
However, Ma En still comforted her, saying, "If that's all there is to it, you don't need to worry about it. Lia has her maturity, and you have your charm. It's good that you each have your own strengths. If you're exactly the same, not only will it be too repetitive, but you might also find it unacceptable."
Black Hair nodded upon hearing this.
Indeed, if it were exactly the same, she would probably be even more disgusted.
After all, no one wants to have another person exactly like themselves; everyone hopes to be unique.
As for Marx and Engels's words of comfort.
Black Hairless stood up and leaned forward, bringing his face close to Maren's on the tea table.
The two faces were less than ten centimeters apart, and they could even feel each other's breath.
"What are you doing?" En was startled by her actions, but he forced himself to remain calm and did not dodge.
Black Hair stared straight into Ma En's eyes: "Do you really think I'm very charming?"
Ma En glanced down and couldn't help but swallow.
At this moment, Hei Wumao had changed into a light gauze dress, a black suspender dress, which inevitably brought to mind the phrase 'old and cunning'!
Turning his gaze back to her face, Ma En nodded: "I don't know what others think, but that's how I see it."
Black Hair nodded, then continued, "So, between her and me, who do you like more?"
Upon hearing this, Marx and Engels immediately leaned back tactically.
Staring in shock at the hairless black figure before him, Ma En was truly surprised that the other party would ask such a question.
This kind of question is usually not asked aloud, because when a girl asks a boy if he likes her or someone else, it's very ambiguous, almost like saying, "Actually, I care about you a lot."
It's practically a direct indication that she's interested in him!
It's no different from confessing your love!
"Hey, don't run away! Answer my question!"
Black Hair didn't know what Ma En was thinking, but he was a little displeased that Ma En had suddenly distanced himself, so he reached out and grabbed Ma En's collar and pulled him back.
"..."
Ma En glanced at the hand gripping his collar before looking at the black-haired man standing close by, his face serious.