Strength and wisdom are no longer coordinated, and as the think tank in the Legion, 'Nothing' must shoulder its responsibilities.The morale of the army was unstable, and bad news came one after another. It rubbed its swollen temples, and returned to its usual seriousness when it went out.

The strong have always used pressure as motivation, the guards at the gate saluted with guns, and the car was already ready.

"Go to the arsenal and let the anti-counterfeiting committee come too. I suspect that someone is colluding with monsters." The prime minister's cold face was full of murderous intent. Since he had to pay a pawn, he should make the most of it.

Write a list of traitors, and then arrest people according to the list.

"Yes!" The captain of the guard felt cold all over, who knows how many people will be unlucky this time.

After the vehicle left, he stood there in a daze, motionless, as if he was struggling in his heart, looking around, all he saw were dazed and terrified faces.

As the guard of the prime minister's mansion, this place is full of the most reliable fans, but Prime Minister Richelieu has gradually changed since the Saintess incident, and he is no longer like the great statesman who brought France back to the top of the world in a few years .

Faith and admiration made them persevere, but unfortunately after the monsters invaded, hope was completely shattered!

'Damn it, it's all for France! '

The captain of the guard returned to the mansion, then took out his mobile phone and dialed a certain number.

Richelieu didn't know that he was 'betrayed'. In his opinion, everyone in the prime minister's residence was trustworthy, and many people were even brought along from the reconstruction of France.

Human beings are stupid, willing to die for their so-called beliefs.

'Vision is the farthest distance from reason, after destruction, guide them to fall. '

As if gifted by the gods, Richelieu got out of the car with a smile. At this time, he was already on the outskirts of Paris, and an ancient castle in the distance was emitting black smoke.

The French Central Armory was built under the old castle. It looked dilapidated, but it actually used the most advanced technology and was engraved with enchantments. The defense force on weekdays was enough to resist the direct attack of the enemy's Noble Phantasm.But now, the thick tortoise shell has been peeled off.

"Your Excellency Prime Minister." Hogil, in full armor, stood on the broken wall and nodded in greeting. He had been staying in Paris since he was 'insulted' by King Arthur.

"How's the situation?"

"It's not very good. The half-heroic Heynckes guarding here resisted stubbornly, and I had no choice but to destroy it with a Noble Phantasm."

"Heynckes has a problem? This is impossible. He is the first batch of awakened half-heroic spirits in France! He has made great achievements in battle!" Richelieu stopped in his tracks, his face was three parts surprised and seven parts sad, like an old man who was physically and mentally exhausted.

"I'm sorry, Your Excellency, this is the truth." Hogil actually didn't believe it, because this Heynckes was very old and related to the three forces. It was found in the book, and the accomplices were recorded in code words."

"Those who are handed over to the committee, even if they have my name on them, they can still be caught!" Richelieu didn't even look at it, so impartial that it was unreasonable.

"Yes, as you wish." The knight put it away and guided the prime minister into the castle.

Hundreds of soldiers are searching for the wreckage, looking for clues from the rubble everywhere. There are several heroic spirits standing on the commanding heights around. St. George, Ampere and others are all there. Their faces are different, but they are all confused.

The huge alloy door leading to the underground was intact, and Cornelius just happened to walk out.

Without exchanging pleasantries, Richelieu asked directly: "Is the loss report out?"

"Preliminary summary has been made." The young man lowered his head and replied with a sad face: "The loss rate of all kinds of Saint Quartz ammunition exceeds 80%. Your Excellency, France is over..."

He was on the verge of crying, out of ammo, and there was nothing the mobile regiment left in the center could do.

"It's impossible! The Saint Quartz is indestructible! Hundreds of tons of things can't be transported away in a short time!" The Prime Minister grabbed Cornelius over, his eyes were bloodshot, and he sprayed his face with saliva.

The people around were stunned. They had never seen His Excellency the Prime Minister lose his temper so much, which proved how serious this matter was.When the people present reacted, they hurriedly pulled the two away.

"Your Excellency, you're about to strangle him to death!" St. George waited for the heroic spirit to work for a while, finally saving Cornelius.

Anger and sadness infected everyone, and they stood beside them in a daze, at a loss, when Richelieu's hoarse voice sounded.

"Now you know why I keep my troops in Paris. With these traitors around, it would be a waste to go to the battlefield. Damn it! The monsters don't give me enough time to tidy up the interior, otherwise how could the situation collapse!"

Ampere and Hogil looked at each other, and they didn't know how to answer the conversation. The timing of the accident in the armory was so ingenious. They originally planned to force the palace tonight.Well, now it seems that he has to comfort the Prime Minister instead.

"Your Excellency, I don't think this is the time to worry about these things. Hurry up and distribute the remaining supplies. The military is on fire!"

"No one can leave Paris without knowing the reason! What if we backstab our allies on the battlefield?" Richelieu said firmly.

This......

The heroic spirits are really hard to answer. Since the chaos in France, the number of heroic spirits killed in battle has reached double digits, but the most frightening thing is betrayal.

They don't trust each other, and the ghost knows when the friendly army will attack him, let alone cooperate.

"Then you can't sit still and wait for death."

"I prefer to call it safe. Don't worry, the results will be available within three days."

three days?At that time, there is no need to go south to support, just participate in the defense of Paris directly.

A few people frowned, but they couldn't think of any good excuses to persuade each other. When they were struggling...

There was a round of applause.

PS: The principle of the tree is like the chapter name. Of course, the current readers don’t like this set, it’s my little insistence.

PS2: Shu is typing while listening to the World Cup. It is not easy. Please count the votes.

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"Brilliant, if Hollywood still existed, there would be no suspense for this year's Oscar winner."

With infinite ridicule, Rosen strolled out of the ruins. Richelieu, a brilliant actor, screenwriter and director, if he hadn't disrupted the situation himself, France would have been played with applause.

"It's you!?" Richelieu's face changed drastically, and the opponent he feared the most appeared in front of him majestically, he was really shocked and angry.

This bastard really didn't follow the routine, missed the best chance to kill 'angry', and focused on himself who was not a big threat!

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