Artoria was not in a very good mood.

Because of Egil's mistake, of course.

Although after the meeting, Egil was very generous and did not want to complain about her at all. But Artoria still felt uncomfortable. It was as if he was a head short in front of Egil.

Although the ring on his hand has been removed, it seems that his heart is still bound.

Of course, these are not the point, the point is.

"Oh. Recently, it seems that the Scottish side is a little restless, you go and take a look. ”

With such reasons, Egil wanted Artoria to leave.

"What are you kidding?!"

So Artoria was furious. in every sense of the word.

"Now that the Great War is about to begin, you have sent me to England. Isn't this an escape?! I was just careless last time! I definitely have to win this time!"

It's because you can't win that you let you leave.

Although it was determined that this war would never be won. But there is also a difference between losing and losing. If Egil commands, he can save some face for himself. The final result will be the same as the previous battle between Artoria and Joan of Arc, undefeated and defeated.

However, if we add to that Artoria. Then unless Egil is sincere about selling his teammates. Otherwise, it will be very difficult to lose. If the movement is too big, someone will find a problem. After that, there will be two options: first, Egil is a brain-dead, in fact, it was all luck before, and second, Egil deliberately wanted to lose to her.

Whatever the final conclusion, Egil didn't want to see it. So it hurts to take Artoria away, although it is very painful to say that such high-end combat power cannot be used. But compared to the entire Norman kingdom, it is better to let Artoria be a little aggrieved.

"Don't do that, Hani. I'm begging you?" said Egil, a little helpless.

"Who knows if you'll kiss me with that woman after I'm gone, my ......," Artoria looked like a wronged little animal. Exceptionally cute.

Well, Aurora, that's the point.

Egil was a little helpless. I usually see the strong Artoria, and I really feel a little cute when I see the little lion who is crying. Of course, it could also be that Egil himself is a little weak-hearted. Although there is a clean slate between him and Aurora.

At least for now, it's still innocent.

That's it, Egil gently hugged Artoria's waist, and then comforted softly: "Okay, obedient Hani." I really have something very important here. If you're by my side, my heart will be in turmoil. ”

As he spoke, he stroked Artoria's hair and breathed beside his ear. Speaking of which, Altoria has not been doing her normal physiological activities for several months. Late-night loneliness is also one of the reasons why she has been extremely irritable lately and doesn't want to leave Egil. So Egil teased a little like this twice, and Artoria felt that she couldn't do it. His eyes were foggy. After that, he was picked up by Egil and put on the bed. The surrounding maids had already disappeared when the husband and wife were gossiping. So don't be afraid of others seeing.

Of course, it's nothing to see. The entire Norman kingdom had a population of nearly 10 million. Anyway, I can pick a few that match Egil's aesthetics. It's a big deal that everyone plays together, and Egil suffers a little bit. Speaking of which, there have been quite a few maids who have had such an idea before. It's just that Artoria is careful. Look at Egil to see the hell. When Artoria went to France, Aurora came to talk to Egil all night long. So there's no chance at all.

That's it, Artoria subconsciously lifted his leg and wrapped it around Egil's waist. They have been in contact with this action hundreds of times, so they are extremely proficient. And Egil wasn't the kind of casual person - of course, because Aurora was so tight, he hadn't been doing his normal physiological activity for months. As soon as Artoria's slender and powerful legs wrapped around him, he felt a little uncomfortable.

Of course, before the entertainment, you still have to get down to business. Eventually, Artoria agreed to Egil's words and decided to disband the Breton army. He went to England with the armies of England and Celts and destroyed Scotland.

Crunch crunch crunch.

Or you can have fun while talking. Doesn't it mean that the Celestial Empire likes to talk about business at the wine table?

"If you knock it down, I'll make you a fief. Of course, I will appoint the officials, and I will divide half of the taxes. Egil assured Artoria.

Squeak squeak squeak.

"Huh?!" Artoria seemed unhappy with Edge's lack of generosity.

Crunch crunch crunch.

"Okay, okay, the kingdom is so big, you don't need money. Egil explained.

Squeak squeak squeak.

"But......" Artoria tried to be patient not to scream, for it would make her feel like she had lost, and tried to stabilize her mind so that she could at least barely think and not become so weak that she felt too comfortable. Of course, this is actually a very laborious task. So Artoria couldn't keep up with Egil a little. It is also gradually losing the upper hand in the discussion.

Crunch crunch crunch.

"Okay, anyway, if I give you something, I'm probably just going to recruit or something. No creativity at all. Egil continued to count his wife.

Squeak squeak squeak.

"You're necrotic~" Artoria blushed, and the legs that clamped Egil's waist directly forced, making Egil feel as if he was entangled in some kind of giant python, although he had exchanged for a high-level physique, he still felt unusually uncomfortable, and his lower body seemed to be completely unconscious......

"It hurts, stupid!Relax!!"

"It's useless yourself!!"

That's pretty much it. That night, Egil exchanged five days of life for a master-level physique for himself. Because he felt that if he didn't exchange it, then the number of days of life in the future would definitely be more than this.

So, the next day, Artoria left in tears again after a brief reunion with Egil. He went with the army to the British Isles and mistreated the Scots. And on the French continent, intrigue and war slowly unfolded.

The Norman kingdom and the French kingdom exchanged war documents. During this period, King Egil also asked the envoy with great interest about the situation of Joan of Arc of Messiah in France, height, weight, skin color, hair color, appearance, three-dimensional hobbies, etc...... Let the envoy have a feeling of "this guy is not here to fight, but to propose".

Of course, for the envoys of the Norman kingdom, Joan of Arc also asked a lot of questions, whether he had eaten well recently, whether he was warm in his clothes, whether he could sleep well, and how he was in his mood. It made the messenger feel like "is she asking her husband or son?"

Of course, when the French envoy finally described Joan of Arc (hereinafter referred to as Egil's brain): with a pale golden single ponytail, fair and delicate skin, about 1.6 meters tall, wearing white half-body armor, using a pure white sword, she was an extremely strong woman with a divine aura.

Afterwards, Egil commented: "Underage thin girl, it turns out that your commander is like this......"

And when Norman tried to answer (Joan of Arc's brain): The lord has eaten at least five steaks and a dozen loaves of bread a day for a while, about two jugs of wine, and his favorite sport is to charge on horseback in full armor, and in addition to that, he is playing chess and discussing philosophy with Wang Mei. As for sleep, except for the fact that I didn't seem to sleep well this morning, I feel quite energetic every day.

After that, Joan of Arc was a little speechless: "Why didn't he eat and die?"

In this way, Egil politely asked the French envoy to bring Joan of Arc a few gifts, one was the latest silk evening dress from Gothenburg, and a full set of jewels to accompany it, in addition to a gold, gem-encrusted 'stick' that didn't look like a weapon

The messenger was a little puzzled, and then went back, and told Joan of Arc what Egil had said, and gave Jeanne d'Arc the gift. The other generals didn't have any particular ideas. He was just surprised at how generous Egil was - and besides, he had asked about Joan of Arc's figure with his front foot, and he was able to take out his clothes with his back foot. Norman's tailor's bunker or something like that (in fact, the actual situation is that Egier is a little surprised, the other party is about the same size as his wife.) So Egil just used a ready-made garment). Other than that, it feels like the shape of the stick or something has been seen somewhere, but I can't remember it.

"It's for herding sheep. It's usually wooden sticks, but this one is gold, so I can't see it. Joan of Arc was born as a shepherdess, and the "props" she had used before were naturally more familiar than a group of French generals from noble backgrounds. Seeing the generals' expressions suddenly appeared, Joan of Arc's heart moved, and thought: The other party is probably reminding me of my identity, a woman, and at the same time a peasant girl who shepherds sheep for a living. In order to demoralize our generals.

"I think our peasant girl should go back and herd the sheep obediently. ”

Speaking of which, there were similar voices in the French army.

Joan of Arc thought so, and looked at the two gifts with disdain—and then drew the pure white sword at his waist, and with a single sword slashed in half the silk evening gown, the golden club, and the box in which they contained them, and the table beneath them.

"I do not accept gifts from the aggressor. Joan of Arc said something that was a famous saying, and then withdrew the aura of the saint, and instructed the French nobles and generals who were shocked by their superb swordsmanship: "Take these away and distribute them to the meritorious soldiers......

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