After the girl put down the appeal letter, the bishop stepped forward to the table, maintained his superficial respect, and asked with a bow:

"My lord, what did the Roman emperor say?"

The news of the monster attacking Rome was known to the neighboring countries, and France, which was deeply mired in Spain, breathed a sigh of relief.

"Bishop Richelieu, you can read it for yourself." The girl slid the letter over, with a wry smile on her lips.

At first, he was a little puzzled, but the bishop took a look at it, and then showed exactly the same expression as Frederick.

"Arrogance! Who does she think she is? It's just a second-rate country, how dare she speak disrespectfully to France!" Richelieu couldn't tolerate such words from a noodle country, so he threw the letter paper to the swordsman, "Dion, take a look too."

"Yes, my lord bishop." The blond swordsman also glanced, and his flawless face also flashed with anger, "This is a blasphemy against the French royal family! The glory of the Roman Empire is long gone, and only foolish people hold arrogance Mentality!"

There are three forces in one room, but luckily few king-attribute heroic spirits have descended, otherwise France would have been bustling.

Joan of Arc, as an absolute neutral, understood the anger of the two, but she calmly persuaded them to take the overall situation into consideration:

"Monsters are the enemy of all mankind. We should not sit idly by when Rome is under attack. It happens that the Alps Devil's Den is empty. I suggest mobilizing forces from the Mobile Corps to destroy the Devil's Den from behind."

Her soft voice was full of firmness, and she was not showing off at all. It was because of her absolute integrity that she became a symbol of this country. Even if the Dragon Witch appeared among the monsters, her status as a saint had not been shaken.

"I think it's feasible. No matter how arrogant the Romans are, monsters are enemies after all." Dion immediately stood up and waved his flag. As a white lily knight, he will always be loyal to the royal family, just happened——

The current representative of the royal family, Princess Mary, is an admirer of Joan of Arc.

Napoleon was on the front line, and the two forces in the country expressed their views. Richelieu stroked his mustache, shook his head and said:

"It's not that I'm lacking in stamina, but that the current national conditions in France cannot allow it. Now that the war situation in Spain is critical, the Dragon Witch has already counterattacked to the north! The mission of the mobile corps is to defend the Pyrenees defense line!"

"But it is precisely because of this that Rome cannot fall!" Joan of Arc stood up. She had no education, and even came out of illiteracy after she came, but she has amazing intuition, which can be called an apocalypse!

If Rome is defeated, the whip of God can directly attack France's soft belly from the sea, and the long coastline is full of holes.

"I know that the fall of Rome will make France suffer from the enemy, but what can I do?" The bishop hurried to the map on the wall and shouted:

"Britain is expanding its armies and preparing for war! Its real purpose is still unclear! If we transfer the mobile force away, what will King Arthur do if he takes the opportunity to cross the strait?"

"With King Arthur's character, it shouldn't be..."

"No? They did this kind of thing hundreds of years ago! You can't pin your hopes on character!" Richelieu sneered.

The love-hate relationship between Britain, France and Germany is not clear at all. Now that Germany has withdrawn from the competition, only Britain and France dislike each other.

During the Battle of Britain, France gloated and even prepared to grab territory.It's good now, King Arthur has pacified the monsters, and he may cross the sea and explode at any time.

Joan of Arc stopped talking, she believed in the upright King Arthur and the Knights of the Round Table, but the credit of other people in Britain was negative, and she burned herself alive on the charge of "unnecessary" crimes, this kind of resentment is far from being washed away by time, and even gave birth to dragons The Witch!

Faith is kidnapped by position, no matter how selfless she is, she has to consider the thoughts of other heroes in France, but it just so happens...

No heroic spirit has a good opinion of that shit-stirring stick.

"Then support some supplies. If you don't do anything, France's reputation will also be affected."

After the destruction of the Lighthouse Country, France was considered to have inherited the position of the captain of the transport brigade, supporting supplies every time.

"This is no problem, I will arrange it as soon as possible." Richelieu nodded, which was regarded as a compromise of interests.

Compromise was used to maintain the balance between countries, and between heroic spirits. Nero's request for help was left behind, and several people once again focused on state affairs.

Originally, the southern front line was going well, and basically advanced to the vicinity of Gibraltar, but since the destruction of the Scottish Devil's Cave, those monsters fought back like they had taken medicine.

Backed by most of the fallen Africa, monsters are inexhaustible like an ocean. There are more and more fallen heroes under the command of the Dragon Witch, and they have pushed the front back to the north of Madrid. It is all thanks to Napoleon with the power of the god of war. Hold on.

The two sides maintain a fragile balance, as if a straw will break it, France is ready to fight and retreat, rebuilding the "Maginot Line of Defense" with the complex terrain of the Pyrenees.

"The situation of the war is not good. Your Excellency Napoleon has released the treasure several times. If this continues, the flames of war will burn into the mainland." There was no expression on Richelieu's stern face, and this country could no longer be burned by the flames of war.

This is the common bottom line of the French heroic spirits. Every time France wins a war, it will be turned into scorched earth. This time it is hard to fight abroad, and we must not repeat the same mistakes.

"I will personally lead the troops to reinforce, and this time I must purify that witch!" Jeanne clenched her fists. The existence of the Dragon Witch is not only a shame, but also a scar on her heart!

Must be purified!Let all the resentment and hatred disappear, otherwise Joan will feel uncomfortable all over.

"It's good that Her Majesty the Holy Maiden thinks so... I'm sitting in the country, please bring a few more heroic spirits with me." Richelieu finally had a smile on his face.

Half comforting, half...evil!

France's political situation is more complicated than that of Britain. The island country has King Arthur and the Knights of the Round Table, and they have an absolute upper hand in terms of power. Hand torn.

However, France is different. Neither Charlemagne nor the Sun King came, and Napoleon, the only one, could not urinate in the same jug with a group of Bourbons due to historical reasons.

It would be strange if this group of heroic spirits could be united without a king of the town.

Therefore, the French monarchs have fully developed the spirit of democracy. The government affairs are controlled by the Christian sect represented by Richelieu, and the military affairs are jointly controlled by the royal family and Napoleon. As for the Holy Lady——

Wouldn't it be nice to be a banner honestly?

Joan of Arc is a very good mascot, and she doesn't interfere in government affairs very much on weekdays. Her brain is not adapted to the routines in politics at all. If she really had a superior IQ, she would not have been burned as firewood hundreds of years ago.

"Are you bringing more heroic spirits with you? That's fine too." Joan of Arc nodded, at least she didn't let herself go up to fight alone, then turned her head and asked, "Then, my lord bishop, which heroic spirits do you think can go out?"

There are many heroic spirits throughout France, which can be scattered on three sides.

All information in the country was in Richelieu's mind. He stroked his beard and thought for a few seconds before answering: "The Strait Defense Corps cannot move, and the Rhine defense line must also guard against red beards. How about..."

"Your Excellency Astolfo, Your Excellency Charles Sanson, and Marshal Lana follow you to the south. I will guarantee the logistics."

Before Joan had time to speak, Dion next to him had already interjected:

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