People are forbidden by magic, just become mercenaries

Picking up the coffee cup in her hand, Miss Saint took a sip of coffee.

The taste spread down her mouth, and she frowned, as if it still felt a little too bitter.

She sighed and put down the coffee cup, it seemed that she was a little haggard because of the incidents of those rebels recently, and she seemed not in a good spirit.

Rubbing her temples a little, the saint continued adding sugar cubes to her coffee while talking.

"To be honest, you are quite outrageous. No matter what the magic side does today, you must be concerned about your existence. Throughout the ages, even the three founders of the 'Golden Dawn' did not have such a deterrent force."

"I have said this many times. The era we live in is an era that advocates 'warriors' rather than 'sages'. It is not that if you are fair and reasonable, others will sit down with you, but You have a hard enough fist to make the other party sit down and listen to your reasoning."

"But people like this are often suppressed by the joint. But you are different. Your identity and situation can be said to be very delicate."

The so-called subtlety of the "Daughter of the Fallen Country" is actually worthy of the fact that Sigurd himself does not rely on any country, nor does he rely on any force or organization. Even if he has been active in the UK for a long time, no one will think that Sigurd is British.

In the same way, even if Sigurd is now a special researcher of Academy City, no one will say that Sigurd is Japanese, and no one even wants to mention this matter. After all, according to some regulations set by the two sides back then , Sigurd's practice of mixing science and magic is "illegal".

But so what?Whether it is the British Puritanism, the Roman Orthodox Church or the Russian Orthodox Church, they all pretend to be deaf and dumb, even if someone "reports" it, they pretend not to see it.

Sigurd's identity is very special. He is not only a "strong golden magician", but also the strongest magician in the world who is closest to the "Golden Dawn".

Although it sounds like there is not much difference between the before and after statements, it is indeed quite different in the actual sense.

Although Sigurd himself did not join any forces or regional organizations, behind Sigurd there was at least a "gold system" magic association with more than ten members lurking.

The UK's "Dark Dawn", "Voyage to the Stars" and "Morning Dawn".

"Twilight Exit" and "Star Traveler" on the Nordic side.

And the successors of a series of golden lineages such as "Pole Star", "Sunspot", "Scorching Sun", "Dawn", "Dusk" and "Eclipse" scattered all over Europe, Asia and Africa are staring at Sigurd's actions.

That is to say, Sigurd himself didn't have any special ideas, otherwise he would order the third world war to start immediately, and if it was the situation where the three major churches were fighting each other, it might be an extremely bad battlefield that would overturn.

"Let's stop with the matter about me. So, what is the origin of the troublemaker this time? With your ability, ordinary people should not develop to the current situation, right?"

"Obviously it should be taken as a compliment, but now it sounds really ashamed."

Putting down the coffee cup in her hand, the "Daughter of the Overwhelming Country" got up and took out a report dated three days ago from the desk.

"In fact..."

The haggard saintess was undecided, and the sudden commotion caught the attention of both of them at the same time.

The surrounding area was very quiet, but at the same time, the two magicians with extraordinary strength noticed some changes in the Palace of Versailles above.

"Looks like work is coming."

"I'm afraid the other party has also noticed that you have come to France, and you want to kill me to weaken our resistance?"

"Try it and you'll know."

Turning over the sofa with one hand, Sigurd casually walked towards the wall at the entrance.

The mercenary, who had no sense of urgency at all, eagerly walked out of the room. At the front gate of the Palace of Versailles, the girl who was the attacker was already surrounded by magicians who were secretly guarding here.

Blonde hair with snow-white skin.The streamlined and beautifully curved face is not so much a person who grew up naturally, but an ideal character flying out of a picture book.

More specifically, it is probably a role like a princess.

The blond princess girl looked around and didn't seem to feel any tension because she was surrounded.

In the same way, even though they knew that their side would invest a lot of Zhan Lifang to defend the "Holy Maiden", the reason why the opponent still only sent one attacker was that if it wasn't for attracting firepower, the opponent was really strong.

And no matter what the situation is, it is not good news for them.

"It seems that you are not going to let me pass, are you?"

"Hands-on! Universal Series 72——aocbjw (straight to the other side, the sword light beyond the limit!)"

The leading man drew out the long sword at his waist, and the standard spiritual attire engraved with the name of a knight of the round table shone with dazzling brilliance, and the high-heat bombardment that could instantly melt the destroyer's hull also covered the girl's left and right in an instant.

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The attack technique that emphasized the destructive power with the blessing of a certain knight of the round table was indeed launched and hit.

At that moment of lightning and flint, it is impossible for any human being to escape the bombing area of ​​the spell.

Unless the opponent has some powerful protective spells, but this is not a problem, because the bow level just now also contains elements that destroy the protective spells, which cannot be defended and can only be eaten or avoided.

(Very weak, was that guy just a decoy?)

Signaling others not to relax their vigilance, the man held the long sword in his hand tightly.

Maintaining the state of holding the sword, he nervously checked left and right.

And use the spiritual equipment for communication to confirm to the members inside the Palace of Versailles whether the interior of the building has been invaded.

But at this moment, the man felt a strange sense of disobedience.

It's not about that kind of abnormal sense of oppression or coercion, but the man knows very well that if he doesn't do something, he may encounter an accident in the next second.

He dropped his entire body to the left, freeing his sword-holding right hand for further reaction.

And the moment the man's head deviated from the moment it was just now, a pair of translucent crystal high-heeled shoes that could vaguely see the girl's bare feet passed by the throat.

If his reaction was slower just now, his throat might have been cut by the sharp heel.

The attacking girl also seemed to realize that her attack had failed, and raised her right leg, which was kicked horizontally, with no expression on her face, and kicked it down on the man's head with a heel smash without any power-storing movement.

"The coat of arms of the knights on the lake..."

Without any scruples about the image of a lady, she took back the right leg that had been kicked out by a large margin. The blond girl whispered, looking indifferently at the man whose body was covered in blue brilliance and was crushed by her kick.

(Damn, is this guy a monster? He actually kicked the "elf" into pieces?)

Panting heavily, because he was almost killed, the man touched the completely broken sword and shield brooch on his chest with some lingering fear.

Although he felt like he was alive after a catastrophe, the man was also an elite French magician, and he quickly adjusted his breathing.

The girl who noticed that other people surrounded her did not continue to pursue, but chose to retreat temporarily.

It seems that there is no plan to head-to-head with nearly 20 French knights.

And the French man, who was able to regain his strength by this, also began to recall the fight just now.

He carefully observed the other party's attire, and seemed to find traces of the other party's spells.

The girl's body is a set of clothes similar to a ballet skirt, and at the same time, there is a "skirt" covered with a translucent film covering it, and the girl's well-proportioned legs and the pair of gorgeously decorated crystal shoes can be vaguely seen.

(Dance-related? No, no, those shoes...)

Although the girl's figure is quite good, the man has no time to care about it.

He kept confirming the pair of crystal shoes on the girl's feet, combined with the girl's own temperament, it seemed that there was only one possibility.

"The prototype of your technique is 'Cinderella', right?"

"Is it really a boring question?"

The girl doesn't seem to care whether the other party has guessed the prototype of her technique, after all, it doesn't make sense for the girl if the other party knows it.

The so-called "Cinderella" is only a part of it. If you want to completely crack the girl's spell, there are only two ways.

But as far as the round of fighting just now is concerned, the girl can be sure that the other party has no way to achieve it.

Although surrounded by nearly 20 elite magicians, she didn't look particularly panicked.

She said so in French.

"The old woman in the pumpkin carriage."

Like a song.

"Please give me the trial of the glass slipper! Please give me the stern and cruel trial of the glass slipper that made my wayward and hypocritical mother and sister fall into the abyss of infinite despair!"

Followed by.

An aberration that transcends physical phenomena arises.

There was no frightening wind, no terrible shock, or feverish explosion.

It can basically be said that nothing happened just by looking at it, but the wailing 20 people actually showed that some kind of change just happened.

Just one time magic.

With "Cinderella" as the center, the attack released from all directions immediately decided the situation.

All the French knights squatted or collapsed on the ground clutching their feet.

Although no concrete effect could be seen from here, Cinderella herself spoke up.

"Final warning, I have no intention of killing you."

Even though he said so, the first two hits were definitely aimed at killing that knight.

And Cinderella didn't seem to care whether those howling knights heard her words, and continued talking on her own.

"This is the size of my feet, that is, the spell cannot be used beyond 22 feet. If it is closer than this distance, it will forcefully pull the bone, and if it is any closer, it will tear off the whole finger .”

It is no longer necessary to imagine what happened to those knights who fell to the ground and howled.

After all, it is impossible for a relatively tall adult man to have smaller feet than a girl's.

"This is just a warning. We have no intention of becoming an enemy of the whole of France. So what happened just now was just a dislocation. I know that you are also magicians who are working hard for France, so I don't intend to kill you." Get rid of you."

"You.....What is your purpose? Is it to kill the 'Holy Maiden'?"

Enduring the pain in both feet, the man who never let go of the knight sword in his hand gritted his teeth and stood firm, pointing the long sword in the girl's direction and questioning like this from the beginning to the end.

In fact, like him, the rest of the knights also stood up one after another.

As French knights, they will never roll around like a disabled person because of a dislocated toe.

Since they are French knights, they are obliged to desperately guard the "Saint" underground of the Palace of Versailles, and a dislocated toe is not worth mentioning.

"No, according to the instructions I received, my mission is to take her away. I should have said just now that we are also working hard for France, so please don't think of us as vicious thugs like the 'Orleans Order' , so we will be very troubled.”

"But what is the difference between your actions and theirs? Don't say that you were not the ones who attacked the Astronomical Society and the Louvre some time ago?"

"I don't understand what you are talking about at all. The mission I accepted has absolutely nothing to do with these two places. As for the others, I have no way of knowing."

Cinderella doesn't seem to intend to continue talking nonsense with the other party. Although she doesn't think that these people have the possibility of turning defeat into victory, this place is still one of the enemy's strongholds.

"The old lady of the pumpkin carriage! Please give strength to poor Cinderella! Give me another trial of the glass slipper! Until all the arrogant and lying challengers hang their heads..."

The French knights were half kneeling on the ground. They tried to resist, but their jaws could not close due to the abnormal pressure.