Black-haired Knight King of Chaldea

Chapter 306 The Pillar of the French Army

The white-clothed magician who called himself the caster of France, with a gentle smile, looked like a gentle teacher.The elegant temperament, matched with the well-tailored, yet decorative white robe, is very much like the magicians that Yagi Xuesai has seen.The more capable a magician is, the more he likes this unusual clothing style.

However, because of this, Yagi Xuesai's narrowed eyes can reflect... a certain kind of cruel evil intention in him.

Without any reason, he intuitively felt that this person was unreliable.

Probably, this is the so-called gentleman's dislike.When he sees such a humble gentleman, he always thinks he is a hypocrite.

"Then, let's chat casually?"

The French caster ignored the guard in his eyes, smiled, and started talking about various topics on his own initiative.

For example, the city of Lyon originally had no city walls, but he temporarily used magic to mass-produce bricks and stones, and after laying magic in them to strengthen them, they piled them up.Compared with ordinary city walls, the defense is better.

For a flying dragon that can fly freely, the city wall should have little defense.However, laying magic is different.Created a conceptual defensive space similar to [Enchantment].The flying dragons cannot cross the city wall without destroying it.

In addition, he improved a lot of rifles for the French army, adding spells inside, and when the bullets were fired, magic power would be added to the barrel.

Similar to when a rifled gun is fired, the rifling marks will be left on the bullet, this time the magic formula that becomes the inner wall will attach the magic power to the bullet.

The effect is negligible, and it can at least do a little damage to fantasy creatures like flying dragons.

If hundreds of thousands of magic rifles fired in volley, it would still have some effect.

Before Fujimaru Tachika and the others came, it was thanks to these weapons that this place was able to survive the attack of the flying dragon.

Of course, in the topic, there is also the communication technique of Chaldea. At the end, he squatted down and touched the marks drawn by Yagi Yusai with his hands, because it was not destroyed, and Yagi had no organization, although he just Looking at the finished product, I still simply guessed its effect, and mentioned three improvement plans.

He seems to be a very talkative guy.

Since the topic of improvement began, he has been eloquent.He continued to explain the relevant knowledge of magic, as if a professor was explaining to his beloved apprentice.

If you have dealt with an old professor with extensive knowledge, you should have experience. If you have a good relationship with the professor, he will always explain something to you subconsciously, hoping to let you know more.The result is that the topic is out of control.

Unknowingly, Yagi Xuesai wasted a lot of time talking with him.Mordred has already yawned more than a dozen times out of boredom, and she has already started trying to pull weeds out of boredom. At first, she tried to blow grass leaves to make a sound, but later found that her family did not have any artistic cells. I started to have fun comparing the length of the blade of grass.

"I'm sorry, I can't stop once I encounter a topic I like. This problem is really hard to change."

The French caster smiled slightly, and looked at Yagi with a shy and embarrassed expression.About two hours have passed since we started chatting. Judging from the level of [chat], it can be regarded as a very talkative level.

"It's okay. Anyway, we are done with our affairs here. Time is not in a hurry."

Yagi Xuesai is not lying. Before Robin Hood returns and Fujimaru Tatsuka wakes up, there is plenty of time now.

"That's good."

He breathed a sigh of relief.

Yagi Xuezhai turned his head and made up an excuse to leave. The other party obviously felt that he had delayed for too long, so why would he stay?As if being given a magic lesson in the clock tower, Yagi Yusai finally returned to the room assigned to Fujimaru Tatsuka.

However, Robin Hood has long been waiting here.

Beside him, there was a man who seemed to be of high status. Under the curly hair, there was a confident face, and his appearance was dignified.

However, this majesty is now hidden by a thick smile, which is not very real.

First impressions, this is a very spiritual man, full of energy, with dreams, and very confident.

"Oh, you're back. How are you chatting with our French saint in white? [Jean's partner]."

The person who came up pointed out this point.

Yagi Xuesai looked at Robin Hood in surprise, the orange-haired boy just showed a cheerful smile with his drooping eyes:

"No problem, Master Robespierre is not the kind of guy who doesn't know right from wrong."

Robinspier? !

Yagi Xuesai was taken aback for a moment, that was a celebrity in the history textbook!
Judging by his high-spirited appearance, there is indeed a certain kind of bearing that the leader of a certain sect will have.

According to legend, Robespierre created a far-reaching new law. According to legend, Robespierre was also a [tyrant] who would not hesitate to use terror and bloody means to suppress those who opposed him.

However, this is all passed down from later generations.

In any case, in France at the end of the eighteenth century, Robespierre was a great figure standing on the cusp of the times, which is unmistakable.

This point can be reflected in many details, for example, now, facing the [Witch Joan of Arc], who is scared to death when everyone sees his face, he is still calm and composed.

"I understand. Although the face is exactly the same, there is no doubt that this saint is more holy than that black witch. I can also understand why you showed up in France-it must be even the gods They are all recognizing my great cause. The greatest decision-making power of human beings should not be concentrated in the hands of kings and nobles, but should return to the hands of common people. Therefore, God descended to Joan of Arc to assist me, Rob Speer. Mmm. I understand."

His words were full of confidence.

It sounds a bit self-aware, but if you taste it carefully, it probably has an inseparable relationship with his status and life.

As the leader of a faction, as a politician in a feudal society who yearns for a communist utopia, as an ordinary man who dares to confront the entire era and is at the forefront of the entire era, if he is not absolutely confident in his actions , would never dare to go against the whole society.

His self-confidence comes from his own beliefs, his own abilities, half his life's study, half his life's hard work, the soldiers gathered around him, like-minded comrades around him, of course, there are French casters, Robin Hood, and now Joan of Arc They all gathered under his banner.

All of these, finally piled up into a fortress of self-confidence.That seemingly proud attitude is just an affirmation of his half-life hard work.

Although it does seem arrogant, it is surprisingly not annoying.

The haughty smile was accompanied by a reassuring nasal voice. Like a concert conductor, he slowly lowered his hands with his breath, as if leaving the most important conductor for the band.

"Thank you for coming from afar to protect us. Fighting against the evil king who summoned the witch, and dedicating your strength for the most ordinary and broadest public, this kind of behavior is simply a saint."

He spoke with exaggerated movements like a drama actor.

In any case, at least, everyone finally saw the most important character of this era, Robespierre, and his proud Accords.

(End of this chapter)