Kiyohime has a legend in Japan that she is incarnated as a dragon (snake).

Regardless of whether it should be classified as a dragon or a snake, in short, the legendary Kiyohime can be transformed into an inhuman monster. This is where the [Change] in her skills comes from.

Now that's it, in order to be able to quickly escape with Fujimaru Rika (Lord Anzhen), she does not hesitate to show this ugly posture.

In the original legend, the saddest point is probably that Ahn Jin didn't understand that Cheonghime loved him in the end. And Kiyohime didn't quite understand why she was so excited.

That's in the past, though. In times of crisis, no one is idle, so they have nothing to think about.

Yagi Yukisai dragged Napoleon, and when the white dragon Kiyohime flew over in a low posture, he rushed behind Kiyohime with him.

Kiyohime squirmed a little uncomfortably, and the people sitting behind her only felt a violent shaking, Fujimaru Rika screamed in fright, and Mathew quickly pressed her back and pressed her down on the dragon's back.

"Lord Ahn Jin...... I always feel that you are ...... There is a nasty smell. ”

The Anzhen-sama in Kiyohime's mouth should be referring to herself, right?

Yagi Yukisai smiled bitterly, should I say, is it worthy of being the same dragon blood? Probably the disgust of the same race. He had just eaten Fafner's heart, the cursed dragon's heart, which made Kiyohime feel uncomfortable.

Yagi lowered his body, knelt on the neck of Kiyohime, who looked like a dragon and a snake, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, Kiyohime, I guess I just came to a dragon's blood bath, and it stinks." ”

"It's okay, Lord Anjin! When she went back, the little woman Qingji would carefully go up and down naked...... One, I will wash it for you without leaking!! ”

"You obviously just said what was on your mind!"

Yagi Yukisai complained mercilessly.

Riding Kiyohime, everyone fled from the Palace of Versailles, which had turned into a giant sea demon.

Because I stayed on the periphery, I could see clearly that it was a huge squid-like sea creature. Compared to it, the dragon Fafner was only a puppy.

How many tentacles are there? There are countless of them, but there are conservative estimates of thirty or fifty, each of which is huge and strong, and when it hits the earth, it will crush the ground, and when it moves, it will tear the ground apart, leaving black cracks. This huge sea devil pressed its tentacles against the ground, and its body rubbed forward in an extremely slow motion, chasing after everyone.

Black Joan of Arc had a happy look, and Joan of Arc had a solemn look on her face.

Looking behind, it was the arrogant pursuers.

Looking ahead, it is an exaggerated battlefield.

A canyon that was destroyed by Arash's ultimate archery.

Leonidas had flames burning above his head, covered in the purple-blue blood of the sea devils.

He also saw everyone from a distance, and waved hello to everyone, the white dragon Qingji fell, and with a breath, the pure white snake-like dragon, with the pure white brilliance, gradually shrunk, and transformed into the blue-haired little girl that everyone was familiar with.

"Oooh! Everybody! Master! Is this already fixed - it doesn't look like it. ”

Leonidas glanced at the pursuers behind the crowd and dismissed the question he had just asked.

"Haha, is it such a huge monster? Hahaha, it's getting more and more interesting. ”

Napoleon smiled and shrugged.

"Can you use your treasure to deprive you of your fantasy attribute again?"

Yagi asked.

"Can't do it. First of all, that Noble Phantasm is not something that can be activated casually. Secondly, it was the existence of [Demon Domain]. That thing, [doesn't count on French soil]. ”

Napoleon's eyes narrowed, and although his tone was full of confidence, he could still hear his tone of hatred.

His treasures, just because of that exaggerated effect, will have many restrictions.

That Noble Phantasm, strictly speaking, is not [erasing mystery], but [giving reality to everything in the land of France]. In other words, it is not to temporarily erase the mystery of fantasy creatures, but to hide the mystery and replace it with a realistic attribute.

That's why the Wyvern fell, and that's why the sea devils couldn't adapt to the land.

This treasure has two drawbacks.

First, it doesn't make sense for creatures that are already powerful in reality. The typical one is Leonidas, a long-trained, steel-like heroic body, and he is still a first-class warrior using the laws of reality.

Second, the conditions for activation are harsh, and [France] [must be in the late eighteenth and early nineteenth centuries] to be launched. This time period is the era when Napoleon's empire was established, and it is the time period with the highest degree of compatibility with Napoleon in history.

Now the time requirements have been met, and the geographical requirements have been met, but the giant sea devil has responded to the call from somewhere. Let's call it the abyss.

Moreover, what can confront the imperial power is the imperial power itself.

The reason why the Palace of Versailles was able to become independent from Napoleon's treasures was entirely because Louis XVI was still alive at that time and stayed in his Palace of Versailles. Napoleon had not yet become emperor in this era, so Louis XVI was still the king of the land. Extracting this [concept] is the result of this.

Although I don't know if it was deliberately done by the enemy or if it happened to be successful, this method was indeed a perfect way to block Napoleon's treasure.

"However, it's not completely impossible."

Napoleon said, sighed, and said, "Judging from the situation just now, that huge sea devil can only advance about a thousand meters every 3 minutes. We had plenty of time to re-lay out. Rest assured. This war will also be won. Because—I am Napoleon Bonaparte. ”

He smiled and led the group back to Bordeaux.

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"Oh, do you see, what a masterpiece, what a giant octopus. I hate it.,It's really H.,People can't help but think of something.。 ”

In the distance, in the ruins of the city of Lyon, Catherine, a woman dressed in black, stroked up and down with one hand, smiling wickedly and making vulgar jokes.

"You're right? Lovely little Robin Hood lady. ”

As she spoke, she put on a dark green robe beside her, and the girl just reached out and pushed her face away with a look of disgust.

"I wasn't summoned for something like this."

"Hey, how can you say it's boring! Little Robin Hood Lady! That's the most important thing! ”

The woman known as Robin Hood unpleasantly stretched out her hand, and the extremely exaggerated shape of the firearm she had seen before was copied in her hand, and the muzzle of the gun with a sense of technology was pressed against Catherine's head.

"I'm saying it once, I'm not responding to your call for this kind of thing."

"Okay, okay, it's really no joke, it's boring!"

Catherine shook her head, looking like a child who couldn't be taught.

She's the kind of person who enjoys the feelings of other people's suffering, the worst of nature.

As long as she looks at others unpleasantly, she is happy.

"That's good—but, little Robin Hood, though you only have three bullets, isn't that a golden opportunity? A good chance to snipe the Chaldeans? ”

"Shut up, do you know sniping or do I know sniping?"

The female Robin Hood glared at her, and Catherine pursed her lips and prevaricated, "You know, you know, you know, you know." Really, you can't make any jokes, you're so boring as a woman. ”

"I'm not ......"

"Not to please me, to answer the call, right? I know, I know! Don't keep repeating the same thing, it's boring. ”