People are forbidden by magic, just become mercenaries

"That's what I bought at 'Diamond Like'. I remember it's called 'cartier' or something? Can't remember, here it is."

"what?"

Subconsciously, he reached out and caught what Sigurd threw.

Feeling the touch in his hands, Hasekura Lengri was stunned for a moment, and then realized what Sigurd threw to him.

"I said it's too rude to give gifts to girls?"

"My ability can be activated with jewels. If you carry this thing, you can sleep peacefully even if you are shot by Gatling all afternoon. I'm not here during this time, so don't run around."

"Oh... By the way, where are you going? Is it a scientific seminar or something?"

"There's a guy at Versailles who wants to meet. Maybe be back later."

Hasekura Lengri looked at the sapphire necklace in his palm, and then at Sigurd who entered the elevator and went downstairs.

"Probably some important official in France? But speaking of 'cartier'..."

Looking at the transparency of the sapphire necklace in her hand against the light source, although Renli Hasekura is not a family specializing in gem jewelry, as a young lady, she still has some experience in such things.

"This can't be a Cashmere sapphire..."

He stared blankly at the instruction interface of the elevator that was moving downward.

"Are the researchers in Academy City so rich?"

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The Palace of Versailles is located in the town of Versailles, [-] kilometers southwest of Paris, and at this time Sigurd followed the vehicle to the interior of this famous building that was open as a scenic spot.

After entering and exiting, he simply separated the sightseeing channel from tourists through a thick wooden door, and Sigurd followed the man in front of him into the "dark" corner of the Palace of Versailles.

Going down the stairs, the spiral stone staircase gives people the feeling that they are inside a high tower. There are only weak lights on the left and right walls, and the space is narrow and oppressive. I am afraid that claustrophobic patients will collapse instantly.

Sigurd didn't care how long it went down, anyway, at the end was a metal rusted iron door like the door of a prison cell.

"My Lady is waiting inside."

Simply get out of the way, and the man stood aside like a machine, as if he was working as a guard.

Sigurd didn't care about the other party, nor did he reach out to push the door open.

Simply moving forward, the whole person went straight through the gate and the wall behind it.

Passing through the wall covered by the spell, Sigurd entered the space where the French saint was.

Although it is underground, it seems that the original red brick wall is intentionally the same, and marble sculptures and gold-plated decorations are added.

There is not much furniture in the room. It doesn’t look like this is a bedroom or a prison cell. There are many books and documents on the relief bookshelves embedded in the wall. To the rear is a gorgeous desk.

At this time, behind the desk, a woman in a gorgeous dress based on white loose fabric was writing something with a pen.

And compared to the dress, the woman's skin is closer to unhealthy white, and her eye sockets are slightly sunken.

On the wall behind the woman, hung a Western sword with red and gold as the main tone, covered with various extremely gorgeous decorations, like an ornament.

Speaking of practicality, whether the value as an ornament is sufficient as a whole is a question mark.

"I thought you would be the kind of sick and weak saint who lies on the bed and is taken care of by the maid?"

"It is impossible for such an important guest to be placed in such a place as the bedroom. In fact, my health is very good. It is better not to have such an inconvenience as a maid. After all, in this dark basement, I am enough gone."

Inserting the quill in her hand into the ink bottle beside her, the woman smiled and stood up from her seat.

As far as Sigurd is concerned, the other party is definitely not the most beautiful woman he has ever seen, but in terms of temperament, although the overall feeling of the other party is unhealthy and thin, since she is a person who can be called a "French saint" , then in this regard Sigurd also has to admit that he has an extraordinary aura.

Joan of Arc, Marie Antoinette.

Whether it is Joan of Arc or Queen Mary of Louis XVI, they are all women of extraordinary significance to the country of France.

Although the latter went to the guillotine with Louis XVI during the French Revolution, the legends of good and evil in his life are mixed and inconclusive.

Just as there are always such women appearing in the history of many countries, regardless of their own good and evil, just like legendary women in other countries, their own existence is as women who have had a huge impact on the history of the French country. Appeared frequently.

At this time, this woman also exists in this way.

Moreover, the current common saying in the outside world is that "although it is a pity to execute her brutally, it is also frightening to give her freedom. Therefore, the government can only confine her underground in Versailles."

But Sigurd is very clear that this woman is the real ruler of the magical country of France, and most of the politicians on the surface are also subordinates of this saint.

Walking in front of Sigurd, he nodded and bent over to take out a small jar containing coffee beans from under the coffee table.

"Would you like some drinks? I usually have a few drinks when I'm usually late on business?"

"If you don't have a maid, you don't want someone to take care of you, right? After all, if it's for your health, you can't say anything, can you?"

Sigurd didn't refuse, so the woman just smiled back and poured out some coffee beans.

"Speaking of which, even though we haven't seen each other for some time, you are still the same? How should I put it, it's not just a small talk, it's just that you haven't changed at all in the past ten years?"

"That may be because I take good care of it. How about it, 'Golden Skin Cream', now I can sell you the formula at a special price?"

Although the two of them can still chat easily about non-official gossip, they both know that it is right to say that the current situation is not optimistic, and it is okay to say that it is optimistic.

After all, the two sides are still only confronting secretly. Although France is undercurrents, it is far from the level of open war.

But this is also the reason for the current tangled situation.

Both sides are concerned about the interests of the country of France, so neither side will tear their faces in a short time.

The "Daughter of the Overwhelmed Nation" can't launch a coup in the name of crusade against "terrorists" with great fanfare, and the other side can't start a coup d'état on the grounds of "overthrowing the puppet saint".

The original intention was that they were actually for the sake of the two groups of people in the future of France, but inexplicably, it has evolved into the current situation of fighting secretly.

And it's been ten years.

"So, is there anything else I need to explain about this commission? Although I think I should explain the situation a little bit, but considering it's you, I also want to avoid useless nonsense."

"After all, France is now in a strange state where a 'jihad' may break out at any time, and a 'handshake of peace' may occur at any time?"

Going to the left side of the room, there seems to be a coffee machine that can be bought very cheaply in the market.

Pour the coffee beans into it, and she said helplessly while pressing the button.

"We have a headache for those guys too. Although you smashed the 'Knights of Orleans' ten years ago, that was only a very radical part of it. In fact, neither of us wanted this to happen. As a result, you are It helped us a lot.”

"But it was also because I destroyed the Knights of Orleans in one go, which also led to the realization of my lack of strength. So this ten-year tug-of-war began?"

Gently nodded, "Daughter of Overwhelmed Country" did not deny Sigurd's statement.

Although in Sigurd's impression, the saint's attitude towards the British royal family has always been unfavorable, but it is only unfavorable to the British.

Although Sigurd himself has been active in the UK, and at the same time has made good friends with the British Puritans, the British Knights and the British Royal Family, and even has the title of "Honorary Knight", in fact, the magic side has never classified Sigurd as The movements of the British forces.

After all, although it is said that the root of the "gold line" is in London, all the existing "gold line" magic associations and their subordinate magicians actually have no special feelings for Britain.

Except for the "Dark Dawn", which is itself composed of all British people, even Birdway's "Dawn Dawn" based in London has no special feeling for the UK. In fact, the relationship between the two parties Even a little nervous.

And France is naturally similar, although Sigurd destroyed the only knight order in France, almost shattering more than half of France's magical combat power.

But the Knights of Orleans itself is also an unstable factor, so ruining it is a good thing for France.

"The other party's target can basically be confirmed to be the girl you saved back then."

"Is it 'Jeanne's Oracle'? If I remember correctly, that girl has such a peculiar physique, but in fact there is nothing special about it? Whether she can be identified as a 'saint' is a very delicate question things."

"Actually, we have secretly studied that girl's physique. It seems that we have roughly understood what the so-called 'Oracle of Joan of Arc' means."

"Tell me?"

Although Sigurd has a wealth of magical knowledge, little is known about this strange case that is different from a "saint", a "valkyrie" and a certain country's "fairy physique".

Because there is very little information and the other party is not a magician in the true sense, even if Sigurd wants to guess, he has no clue.

"If her physique is matched with the proper technique, I'm afraid she can..."

He came to Sigurd with the coffee powder in the metal spoon.

After laying out the coffee filter paper, "Daughter of the Overwhelming Country" continued to speak...

"Mass production saint."

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The so-called "saints" are generally those born with traces similar to those of the Son of God when he was executed, and their power is based on the theory of idols.

Since it is said that the image of human beings is similar to God, the saints, who are superior to human beings, can use a technology or characteristic of part of the power of the Son of God.

And people with "sage" physiques are far superior to ordinary people. If you want to use a weapon on the scientific side for example, then they are equivalent to nuclear bombs on the magic side.

By the way, there are less than twenty saints in the whole world, which is a rather rare talent.

And Silvia, Brunhild, Kanzaki Kaori, William Orwell, and a certain tenth-ranked saint who stayed in the sky 24 hours a day, they are all powerful magicians with this extraordinary physique.

And among them is Brunhilde Eckertbel, who has both the "saint" physique of the cross and the "Hel (impurity)" physique of the "Valkyrie" of the Nordic system.

And William Orwell, or the "Double Saints" who have the qualities of "Saint" and "Madonna" possessed by the man called "Water of the Back", are special among the special.

"Mass-produced Saints, it turns out that they want to increase France's combat power in a short period of time through this method, so as to check and balance the Roman Orthodox Church's control over France?"

"I'm afraid that's the case. To that guy, I'm afraid I'm more hateful than the Queen of England? After all, I have always been submissive to the Roman Orthodox Church?"

The saint said as if mocking herself. Although she was also very distressed, she couldn't blame the other party.

After all, on the surface, such a statement cannot be said to be wrong, but this is what the saint wants to see, although the other party may not be able to understand it.

"France is the only battlefield that can be used as a large-scale battle between the Roman Orthodox Church and the British Puritan Church. It is also a strategic location. Whether the Roman Orthodox Church wants to attack the United Kingdom, or the United Kingdom wants to expedition to the Vatican, France will become the most important core part."

"If you can get the assistance of France, then it is not impossible to defeat the Roman Orthodox Church with the strength of Britain. Especially..."

Glancing at the passing one leaning on the sofa, she smoothed the ground coffee powder with a small spoon, and the hot water in the kettle on the table beside her was also steaming.

Sigurd continued to speak as the saint poured coffee unhurriedly.

"Do you think they will join forces with the British, or do you think I will support the British sending troops to the Vatican?"

"This is impossible. Which Queen of England is not an idiot, she is definitely pretending to be stupid at this time. After all, if these guys really miraculously succeeded in bringing me down, then it would not be too late for her to express her opinion. On the contrary, if I wipe them out, she doesn't care..."

The brewed coffee was sent to Sigurd, and the "Daughter of the Overwhelmed Country" herself held the sugar cube in a small clip.

"As for you, although your relationship with the United Kingdom seems to be very close, in fact, it seems that your purpose is to prevent the existing balance on the magic side from being broken. Therefore, it is absolutely impossible for them to make such a stupid decision, otherwise they will put you Push to the opposite."

Slightly stir the coffee in the cup so that the sugar cube can melt quickly.