"How could it be...... How could that happen! ”

In the palatial palace, the rich man with a slightly bloated body slowly overflowed with fear on his face, his facial features were crowded together, and his white curly hair was originally intended to highlight the unique demeanor of the aristocracy, but now this bearing was lost under the infection of fear.

His restless hands were stuck in his hair, and he grabbed them with the bulging bones and tendons, and pulled them out hard, trying to clear his mind with sharp pain, hoping that it would wake up sooner if it was a dream.

Beside him, seeing him so melancholy, the long-haired beauty leaned against his back in a light veil.

Although she has reached middle age, the well-maintained court life still makes her charming, and it is not difficult to imagine that she must have been a beauty who captivated the country and the city when she was young. Such a gentle lady also showed an anxious expression and stayed behind him.

But he didn't say anything.

She also knew that she couldn't say anything useful.

"Unfortunately, it's true."

In front of the melancholy two, the black-haired woman, dressed in black, almost like attending a funeral, showed an obviously playful smile. She is clearly the type who takes pleasure in the [unpleasantness] of others, and the negative emotions of others are her most wonderful ration - the so-called pleasure offender.

The woman was wrapped in black, her black hair was like a waterfall, but her complexion was frighteningly white, and her face was covered by a black veil. This outfit obviously points to one person - Catherine.

That mysterious woman is obviously the help of human reason, the enemy of humanity. The most annoying type of person who likes to watch human beings struggle and go to despair at close range.

"You, you, you, you're all a trick! Not a good thing at all! Ken, it must be fake! France! My France! How can it be...... How could it be ......"

"Accept the facts, Your Majesty. Haven't I proven a lot of things to you? I do have the ability to see the future. ”

Catherine had a bigger smile on her face, snapped her fingers in her hand, and beside him, the black flames condensed into the shape of a mirror, and inside, a strange scene appeared.

It was the whole country in chaos, flames burning, black smoke filling the air, and the wails of people everywhere.

Resistance ...... No, they professed to be a revolutionary army, professed to save France, and then stormed the royal palace......

"What's the joke! I, I want to save this France, why...... Those people ......"

"Your Majesty, people just can't understand each other. So...... There are so many disputes between people. ”

Obviously, Catherine's tone became more and more pleasant, and her voice became more and more sharp, obviously enjoying the panicked appearance of the man in front of her.

The beauty snuggling behind him frowned and glared at her.

She hated Catherine very much. However, due to the occasion and identity, it is not easy for her to have a direct seizure.

"Wait, I said you ......"

Probably believing in Catherine's future. The man desperately reached out and grabbed her arm, treating her as the last straw. Now I don't care about using the king's honorable self-title.

"You! You must have a solution! You suddenly appeared in the palace, and suddenly told me this kind of thing, you, you must be trying to say something, you have a way to save my dynasty! ”

Probably, crises and ruins can make people's brains run at a rapid pace. He had a flash of inspiration and thought of a very important possibility.

Obviously, this unfolding is that this Catherine wants to sell her abilities...... Whatever the conditions, they were all agreed! This woman, however, has successfully predicted what she will do next, and has also shown this magical ability, and then, she must have to say something, she has to pay her own money to save France, right? No matter what the cost! It's much stronger than the destruction of France!

"Worthy of His Majesty, he is smart. As for me, there is indeed a small treasure to lend you, but there are two conditions. First: You have to pay me a fee. Every day you want to give me half of the country's income. Second, after the suppression of the reaction is over, you must grant me a fiefdom. ”

"Half?!"

This price made the man in front of him a little hesitant.

"Think about it, if the country dies, you won't get a penny. And you'll be guillotined by those revolutionaries. When a man dies, there is nothing left. ”

Catherine's words had a special magic in them, and the man finally made up his mind and nodded vigorously.

"Yes! However, these conditions can only be fulfilled after the rebellion has been completely suppressed! ”

"Well, what a shrewd majesty. I like smart people. If it weren't for such a flowery queen, tsk, people really want to please a queen, just kidding~"

Catherine laughed and handed him a cup that shimmered with a beautiful golden hue.

"This thing, known as the Holy Grail, has infinite divine power and can summon warriors to save the world. With this, whether it is to quell a rebellion or govern the country, it will become as easy as a palm. ”

Saying this, Catherine's smile was incomparably bright, and it was so bright that it made people's hearts furious.

Those who know her well understand that money means nothing to her, and there is only one reason for the price she proposed before [to let people let their guard down].

Many times this is the case, being kind to people for no reason will plant the seeds of doubt in the psychology of others, and everyone will suspect that you have ulterior motives.

Therefore, sometimes a suitable price can increase your credibility.

Her goal, of course, was to get the man to accept the Holy Grail she had given her.

"Without further ado, allow me to teach you how to use the power of the Holy Grail."

Catherine then began to explain, and the King of France in front of him hurriedly listened and memorized carefully. He was originally a person who was good at mechanics, and in mechanics, there were always some drawings that were so complicated that they were a headache, and he now took out twelve points of spirit, just to remember this woman's explanation.

In the end, according to Catherine's words, he used chicken blood to smear the summoning array on the [most powerful] place in the palace, and then recited the incantation.

Sure enough, for a while, the strong wind was strong, and the magic turned into wandering lightning, and in the wind, a man who was very tall, but because of his rickets, he did not appear tall.

On the body is a black robe with the feeling of a magician, decorated with silver and red edges. His hair was slightly disheveled, his skin was a little pale like that of a drowning man, and a pair of eyes bulged out like frogs.

"Servant, Caster, in response to your call."

As he spoke, narrowing his eyes, he looked at Catherine, then at the king in front of him, and grinned cruelly.

"Ah, it looks like he was summoned by someone amazing."

As a caster, he understood in an instant that although the man in front of him was his summoner, the woman in black behind him was the real mastermind of this incident, that is, the hidden boss.

"Awesome!"

The king was shocked, at first, he really thought that this woman was just using a golden cup to fool herself, but I didn't expect that she could really summon people?! Although I don't know where the brave man came from, but now that he is sick and goes to the doctor, he can't care so much!

"Please help me! Help us!! Please! Brave Lord! ”

"Save? France? …… Oh...... Oooo Oooo ”

When the black-clad frog-eyed caster heard these two words, his eyes widened at first, followed by a high-pitched, almost roaring sound, which frightened His Majesty the King several steps back, and together with the Queen, the two mortals trembled.

This scream is really too scary.

"O God! How creative you are, and how cruel you are! France! Do you want me to save France!? The only one who can save France! But you ruthlessly and shamelessly abandoned you! Ahh Sure enough, you're still ...... Hahahaha! I see! I get it! ”

The caster danced like a berserker, and he raised his arms against the beautiful dome of the palace, at the ethereal gods, at his own twisted desires.

Immediately after, he took a deep breath, calmed down a little, and smiled at the two.

"I have a way."

"Really, really?"

The king, who had been convinced that he could save the world, was also frightened by his roar just now, and now he couldn't believe him.

"Hmm, but Your Majesty, I don't have this ability, it's not me who can really save France, but the Holy Maiden who saves the world!"

"Holy ...... Saint? ”

The noun is not very directive, but in France, the word "Lady of Salvation" is associated with a special person. In other words, as long as the Holy Maiden of National Salvation is mentioned, the first reaction in the minds of the French people in this era is only one person.

Jeanne Darke, the legendary French hero, Joan of Arc.

Originally a village girl, she claimed to have received a revelation from God and became a war hero to save France.

Originally called a witch, she was tried at the stake, but afterwards, a new court was opened to save her reputation.

For the French of this era, the name of Joan of Arc can be said to be thunderous.

"The hero who can save France, from beginning to end, is only that saint! Only that one! No one else exists! Chastity ———————————— virtue! ”

His emotions suddenly became high-pitched again, and his voice was as sharp as a knife, trying to turn his brain into a mess.

"So, that means do you have a way to resurrect that holy woman?!"

Although he was afraid, as a king, he still had to stand up and ask questions.

"Well, yes, it's an easy thing to do. Your Majesty, please lend me the [right to use] of the Holy Grail for the time being. ”

As he spoke, he narrowed his frog eyes, his mouth narrowly grinned, and his smile was extraordinarily curious.

"Yes, yes! Please, please summon Joan of Arc! ”

He was also terrified, what is this...... Scared to death, shocked, but the skills seem to be first-class. It is said that geniuses are incomprehensible, and this is too incomprehensible...... Or Joan of Arc sounds better communicative. After all, that's the real hero who saved France.

Just as the King was thinking this, he suddenly felt a little slimy on his ankles, and when he looked down, he saw that it was a black thing clinging to his feet.

It looked like it was about the size of a dog, with a black back and something like pus.

Feeling disgusted, the king shook his leg and tried to throw it out......

However, no matter how you shake it off, you can't shake it off.

"Oh, Your Majesty, there is no need to resist, didn't you say that you want to lend me the [right to use]?"

The black-clothed caster had an extra magic book in his hand, which was emitting a crimson glow, reminiscent of an ominous luster.

Startled by this sudden black thing, where had the queen seen such a disgusting thing, she quickly took a few steps back, this kind of thing like a fat mouse without hair is really too exciting for women.

"Wait?! What, what does this mean?! ”

"Your Majesty, if you want to summon Joan of Arc, you need one thing......."

"I'll allow you to use it!"

"No, I'm not talking about the Holy Grail, but ———— ignoring Joan of Arc's plea for help, the living sacrifice of the stupid royal family of France! You've been chosen as a living sacrifice! Hahahahaha! ”

"Wait?! What the hell is this ......?"

Before he could say anything more, strange creatures poured out from under his feet, black and fleshy, like a mixture of anemones and octopuses, crawling all over his body at once!

The king's whole being was devoured by this creature!

"Ahh

The king, wrapped in a monster, made a dull sound. It was obvious that he was still struggling, but he couldn't break free from the tentacles.

"Well, that's it, be afraid. I will summon Joan of Arc and Joan of Arc will save France! God will be blasphemed! Hahahahaha! ”

Caster made a marvelous sound and reached out to take the golden cup floating in mid-air.

In the distance, the queen, who had been frightened by this scene, sat down on the ground, and could only let out a weak wail.

"Don't, don't come here!"

"Huh? There's one more...... This fresh fear shuddered...... Ah, it's really addictive. ”

As he spoke, his fingers pointed, and his long narrow nails pointed to the opposite side, and from his magic path book, seven or eight strange demonic beasts flew out and flew towards her face!

"I mean, it's not a gentleman's behavior to do such a thing to a crying woman."

The footsteps are crisp.

Gorgeous high heels stepped out of the crisp sound, the footsteps turned, holding a heavy skirt in one hand, a woman in a beautiful dress, against her head, a thin-edged sword in one hand, flashed out of the pillar of the balcony, the tip of the sword in her hand flashed, brushed a few swords, and the beautiful silver arc in the air forced back the flying tentacles.

It was an old lady who looked to be sixty or seventy years old, wearing a beautiful and gorgeous big hat on her head, and her hands were very neat, and while forcing back her tentacles, she vigorously pulled up the queen who was sitting on the ground, and the two ran all the way to the balcony.

Caster was stunned for a moment, and then a dissatisfied look appeared on his face: "You dare to disturb this good show!" I'm not going to let you go—but for now, there's something more important! ”

With a relieved look on his face, Caster looked at the king, who had been crushed by the tentacles before, and brought the Holy Grail in front of the huge sarcoma.

"Joan of Arc! Show up! Joan of Arc !! ”

Caster roared, and magic rushed through the air.

A woman dressed in darkness appeared in the palace at some point, unfurling a large black and white flag in her hand.

"Ah, Jill, your shrill screams are almost killing me."

"Ah!!! Chaste!! Morality!! ”

"Ah, I know. I know! Want...... Revenge, right? Jill. ”

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