"Is it finally here? Almost died! Artoria muttered to herself, but her face was full of indifference.

The sailors, the captain, and the oarsmen of the ship, together with the slaves who rowed the oars, were not as indifferent as Artoria, and all of them burst into tears of joy when they saw that they were about to reach land.

Indeed, almost died!

However, Her Majesty did not like the sad character, and when the ship was anchored on the edge of the dock, before she could put down the gangplank, she jumped directly from the boat, and casually found a minimum nobleman on the dock to knock him off his horse with a punch, and ran off the horse in the direction of Normandy.

"Robbery!" The nobleman's shout was directly ignored by Artoria.

At this time, Randy was still praying in the palace, and Joan of Arc was by his side, and then he heard a noise of chickens and dogs jumping, Randy frowned, and stood up with some dissatisfaction, and was about to ask which bastard was so bold, when he saw Artoria with the sword of victory and contract break in.

But before Artoria could speak, Randy's tears flowed out.

"It's great that you're okay, honey, woo woo woo ......"

Randy said this as he hugged Artoria and rubbed it against Artoria's flat chest.

"I'm really worried about me, you don't know that I don't want to eat these days, if there are three long and two short, I won't live."

"Ah...... Is that so? Being messed with by Randy made Artoria look a little embarrassed, and at the same time a warmth welled up in her heart.

"Sure enough, this guy still has a bit of a conscience, is he praying for me?"

Thinking so in her heart, Artoria's attitude softened.

"Okay, I'm fine, what's the cry?"

Just when Randy felt that with his excellent acting skills, he could successfully fool Artoria over, Joan of Arc coughed lightly.

It was impossible to tell whether it was a deliberate or unintentional cough, but it woke Artoria from that happiness, and she looked over dissatisfied, and saw her opponent.

According to Artoria's temper, if other irrelevant people disturb her, it can make her feel unhappy, and it is a dead end, not to mention Joan of Arc, an old enemy.

"Greetings, Your Highness!" Joan of Arc said very politely.

"Bad ......"

Randy secretly said in his heart that he was not good, and with a pair of eagle eyes, he immediately determined the retreat route, but just as Randy was about to implement it, he found that Artoria was holding his arm, and if the movement was large enough, he would be discovered, and he would definitely die a miserable death at that time.

Randy couldn't help it, and he made a look at Joan of Arc, hoping that the well-behaved Joan of Arc would continue to be well-behaved, but ......

Joan of Arc completely ignored Randy's gaze, still smiling, and standing unusually holy in front of Artoria.

"I know you, you are the Orleans shepherdess, the Joan of Arc with whom I fought."

Artoria tugged at Randy's arm with one hand, and raised the sword of victory and contract in her hand to aim it at Joan of Arc in front of her.

"Yes, Your Highness the Queen, it's me!" Joan of Arc's face remained unchanged, and she maintained a leisurely posture in front of Artoria's blood-soaked magic sword.

"Randy von Hoffmann !!"

Oslo was instantly furious, not inferior to Joan of Arc's momentum, turning the other half of the entire prayer room into hellish horror, and the two women were so divided into two walls, half heaven and half hell, sandwiching Randy in the middle.

But who is Randy?

How could the Norman king, the great conqueror, the emperor of the northerners, back down because of a few roars from his wife?

Randy raised his eyebrows and chuckled, "Yes, you two know each other, so it will save you effort." ”

"What the hell is going on?" Seeing that Randy was not in a hurry, Artoria was a little anxious, gesturing with the Sword of Victory and Contract, and asked excitedly at the same time.

"Honey, you put your sword down first." Randy watched the black sword go up and down, feeling very dangerous.

"You make it clear first!" Artoria isn't fooled, and Joan of Arc looks at Randy to see what he can say.

"Sister Joan of Arc is a Catholic who I specially invited to serve me, a nun, a devout believer who serves God, don't think too much." Randy lamented in his heart, but he said righteous words.

"But I've heard people say......" Artoria felt aggrieved, but before she could say anything, Randy looked at her with that extremely sad, extremely sad look.

"Do you think my word is credible? Or are the rumors of other outsiders credible? ”

"But a lot of people say you kissed her that day!"

"Indeed!"

"You ......"

Artoria still had what she wanted in her heart, but she didn't expect Randy to admit it so directly.

Artoria's eyes were full of tears, her voice was choked, and her face was gray, as if she was about to die. The tiredness accumulated from five days and five nights in the storm also exploded in an instant, and the queen only felt that her legs were weak, and the sky was spinning as if she was about to fall, Randy quickly helped Artoria to hold her, turned her head to Joan of Arc with an apologetic expression, and then carried Artoria to her room.

"Gone away...... Joan of Arc was a little lost, turned around and prayed silently in front of the cross for a while, and for a moment he only felt his heart numb, and he couldn't be quiet anyway.

Seeing that Artoria's body was hot and her face was sickly flushed, Randy knew that this was a cold, and the doctors of this era were very cheating fathers, no matter what the disease, except for bloodletting is bloodletting, even if you don't kill people, even if you burn high incense, Randy didn't dare to let herself Artoria treat these crazy people, so it's better to use the soil method, strip your body with alcohol, drink more hot water, cover the quilt and cover your sweat to sleep, it's best if someone can also strip naked and sleep with you.

As Randy ran in the direction of his bedroom, he ordered the maids who passed by to prepare hot water, liquor, and two more beds of cotton imported from the infidels, as well as silk quilts assembled from the infidels.

At the same time, Randy explained to Artoria while running: "There are many kinds of kisses, there are indeed lovers, but there are also relatives, there are elders who love younger generations, and there are friends who express affection, and my kiss for Joan of Arc is the last one, a symbolic kiss, a metaphysical kiss, a kiss that transcends the boundaries of the world, and does not have a surname at all, please believe me." ”

Listening to Randy say a bunch of messy things, Artoria didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so she was reported to bed by Randy in a semi-conscious state and began to undress.

"What...... It's all like this...... Is this a danger to others? Artoria thought to herself, but she didn't have any strength in her body, and she couldn't resist at all, and then she felt a cold feeling in her body, as if she walked all over her body with Randy's hand, and then felt something heavy on her body, and then she felt something come to her.

"Drink some water, be careful!" Randy helped Artoria to her feet and whispered.

"Oh!" Artoria vaguely agreed, taking small sips of hot water, and when she didn't want to drink any more, she shook her head and was put back on the bed by Randy to cover the quilt.

Randy took out his pocket watch and looked at it, it's almost two o'clock in the afternoon, and you don't know if Artoria eats lunch or not, after asking, Artoria just shook her head, I don't know if she wants to eat or doesn't want to eat, but Randy asked the kitchen to get some meat porridge, rice is rare in Europe these days, even the king can't eat it all at once, Randy has secretly carried Artoria to make some egg fried rice for nostalgia, but in the end these rice still went into Artoria's stomach.

At about 5 o'clock in the afternoon, I talked to Artoria for a while.

Basically, it was Randy, Artoria was half in a coma and half asleep, and Randy saw that the time was about the same, and asked the kitchen to cook some oatmeal, woke up Artoria for dinner, and took off his clothes and went to bed, acting as Artoria's sleeping companion and human pillow.

Randy is confident in his physique and will never be infected, although because of his pampering for a long time recently, the high-level physique that Randy exchanged has dropped to a second-level high-level physique, and if he doesn't pay attention to it, he will further decline to a high-level intermediate physique.

Nothing to say all night......

Because Artoria is in this state, she can't do what she loves to do, and that's it.

When Randy opens his eyes the next morning and finds Artoria gone, it proves two things.

First, Artoria's physical fitness is even stronger than Randy expected, and she can recover after a night's rest.

Second, Artoria wasn't by her side, so what did she do?

When Randy thought of this, his heart thumped and he thought about it, but he felt that his eyes were black, and the whole world was spinning, and he found that his body was sore and weak, and his forehead was hot, obviously in a fever......

At the end of 1102 CE, Randy spent time in a hospital bed......

At the beginning of 1103 A.D., the whole of Normandy was in jubilation!

This cold almost cost Randy half his life, and he ended up tossing for several days.

Artoria was also frightened enough by Randy's trouble, and she ran to the prayer room to pray because she didn't believe in ghosts.

So I was with Joan of Arc......

If it were normal, Artoria would definitely draw her sword and hack Joan of Arc to death, but in this situation, Randy's life and death are uncertain, and the most important thing Artoria should do as Randy's wife is to pray for Randy.

Therefore, things about Joan of Arc, jealousy, and the like can be delayed for a while, especially Joan of Arc as the only religious person in the entire palace, Artoria's prayers are absolutely unavoidable, and Artoria and Joan of Arc are slowly getting acquainted with each other.

Everybody's a woman! Why should women be embarrassed by women!

As the Norman kingdom gradually expanded, Artoria became more and more uneasy.

She is barren, but the Norman kingdom needs an heir to inherit Randy's vast estate, as is the newly established kingdom of Northwest Britain.

Artoria was terrified that when she died, her country would be destroyed, her exploits would be remembered, and her mausoleum would be visited by tomb robbers.

She, like Randy, has no relatives!

Although Randy has Aurora, Aurora has nothing to do with Northwest Britain, and her sister can inherit her brother's kingdom, but she has never heard of her sister-in-law being able to inherit her sister-in-law's kingdom, and Artoria's relatives seem to have been killed.

Artoria longs for an heir more than Randy in her heart, and she even thinks about dying early so that Randy can inherit her kingdom, and then Randy will marry another woman so that there will be an heir to the kingdom.

But she is not reconciled, if she dies before Randy, Randy inherits her kingdom and marries a young and beautiful queen, which is too unfair.

Artoria has been suffering from gains and losses for a long time, and she can't tell anyone about the anguish in her heart.

And Catholicism has one of the most popular things!

Confession room!

It is in the dark room that the two sides are separated by the wall panels, and the priest listens to the secrets that people cannot tell and cannot be seen, and then comforts them.

Speaking of which, it is very similar to a fairy tale, the king has donkey ears, will it have anything to do with it?

Of course, this kind of thing Randy has always been a novice, a secret is a secret, and a secret told to others is not a secret, especially those bastard priests, they say tell me your secret, and I will never tell it.

The more they say that, the more Randy finds it unbelievable.

In fact, many of the spies in the Norman kingdom graduated from theology and worked as priests in other countries to gather information, although most of the information collected was short-term gossip from parents.

My son is disobedient and doesn't want to live, my husband is outside and I don't want to live, my father goes to the battlefield and dies and I don't want to live.

Whenever he sees this kind of garbage situation, Randy wants to complain, so why don't you die? He then ordered Nemulis to tell the spy not to receive a stipend this month, and to report this information again and let him go home and eat himself.

But it can't be said that this kind of thing is useless, in fact, at least 1/3 of the useful information is obtained through this channel, and it is precisely because of this that Randy is very uncomfortable with such a thing as confession, he would rather dig a pit and shout inside like the little shaver in the story than talk to the priest.

But that was before, and now Randy has Joan of Arc.

In the same way, Artoria needs to find someone to confess.

Artoria is the only one in the entire palace, and Artoria also understands what she can say and what she can't say, but Artoria also thinks that this kind of thing is already an open secret, and the entire Norman kingdom knows that Artoria is not angry, so even if she says it, it's not a big deal.

In fact, Artoria thought of another way, and that was adoption.

Adopt a child as an heir to herself and Randy, but that's not good.

If he picked up a child from the wild, Randy would never agree, and the child must at least have Randy's blood.

But such a candidate is not easy to find, if Randy pulls a maid OOXX casually, the child born will never be recognized by the subjects of the Norman kingdom, because the child's bloodline is too lowly, that is to say, this candidate must be a noble woman, and from a famous family, or have an extremely noble status, so as to be recognized by the Norman kingdom.

But in this way, there is a new problem!

People are from famous families, have noble status, and have an orthodox crown prince, so who knows if the other party will go further and seek the position of queen?

(End of chapter)