Atop the city walls, Jeanne, clad in silver-white armor, emotionlessly hoisted the Holy Spear in her hand. Her golden hair fluttered wildly in the cold wind blowing from the mountains.
"I heard you had a conflict with Prajna last night?"
Jeanne raised an eyebrow, "How do you know?"
Hans chuckled and said, "Everyone's talking about it. Wolf Castle is a small place, and I heard it when I was using the restroom last night..."
"By the way, the restrooms here lead to the bottomless mountain paths. Once released, everything returns to the earth. I wonder if any expedition troops encountered it while climbing. The thought is quite amusing."
"Only you would find such a thing amusing."
Hans curiously asked, "Does Lady Jeanne find such restrooms inconvenient?"
She rolled her eyes, "Saintesses don't use restrooms."
"Really?"
"Really!"
Seeing Hans's shocked expression, seemingly pondering how consumed food is expelled, Jeanne couldn't help but roll her eyes.
