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The road was extremely quiet, as if dark clouds were pressing down, and the atmosphere was indescribably dull.

Whether it was His Majesty the Emperor or the high-ranking officials and important ministers accompanying him, there was silence, only the sound of horses' hooves and the creaking of falling horses continued on the road.

Not long ago, the apocalyptic scene still echoed in everyone's minds, the destruction caused by just two people made the empire's efforts in the past two years come to naught, that kind of unstoppable power, every time I think about it, it is a deep fear, a deep sense of powerlessness, like a heavy stone pressing on everyone's hearts, making people indescribably depressed.

Finally, after a period of travel, when the convoy stopped to rest, someone broke the silence, it was the Imperial Prime Minister Laplace, who was also the teacher of His Majesty the Emperor when he was a child: "Alas, Your Majesty is not too worried, this time it was just their sneak attack, we can't react, if the three 'Goddess of the Night' and the captain d'Artagnan are there, and our warships are out of port and set up a position, we still have some chance of winning." ”

"Yes, Your Majesty, don't worry. Godan, the Imperial Minister of Finance, also advised: "The other side did not kill him, and the losses of the officers and soldiers were not large, most of them were only slightly wounded." If the ship is destroyed, it will be destroyed, and we will just rebuild it, and with the current financial situation of the empire, it can fully support it, and it is nothing more than a matter of delaying the events that have taken shape. ”

"That's enough!" His Majesty Napoleon interrupted their comfort with a loud roar: "What else is it built? What else is it built? Can it be made for them to smash and play with? What kind of new warship, the most advanced warship in the whole continent...... No matter how advanced and flexible they are, they are not all sunk into the sea with a hammer and a hole, or a stick smashed in half!"

His Majesty the Emperor was furious: "Those Vikings used dragon-headed ships hundreds of years ago, and they will still be dragon-headed ships hundreds of years later! With such old ships, they still don't crisscross the seas, do whatever they want, and grab wherever they want? Aren't they just in front of my emperor, they can easily smash half of our navy's belongings? They still build ships? Shipbuilding is useless!"

"I'm sorry, Your Majesty, it's all my fault this time, and if I had taken good care of Arnold and put him in the care of Paris, or transferred Captain d'Artagnan and the musket team, this tragedy could have been avoided. Miss Sophie hung her head, her eyes red.

"No, Arnaud is no longer the same Arnaud, not General Arnaud of the forward battalion of our French Revolutionary Army. Don't you look closely, he's no longer the dumb and stupid person he used to be, he's recovered, he's regained his memory, he's regained his strength, he's now the leader of the Vikings, he's their martial saint! It's ridiculous to think about it, even those Vikings now have two martial saints!" His Majesty Napoleon's voice was full of mockery.

After a pause, he said again: "And I, the emperor, can be moved, and there are only two of them! Even if d'Artagnan is here, what can he do, he has only broken through for a short time, and the realm is not stable, and fighting against an old martial saint like the Viking King, I am afraid that it will be ten deaths! You don't know the strength of the 'Goddess of the Night'? The three of them combined can barely be worthy of a martial saint, or the weakest of the martial saints! If they really fight, they are just qualified to be entangled for a while. Now that I think about it, I, the Emperor of France, am really dangerous, if the two of them had come directly at me before, then wouldn't I have to die in Caen?"

"No matter what, we swear, we will fight to protect Your Majesty!" the chief of the royal guard immediately knelt on the ground and swore a curse.

"Alas......" His Majesty the Emperor looked at his chief of guard, and his tone seemed to be pity: "I understand your determination, but many times, even if you fight to the death, it is useless." ”

"Forget it, I'm tired, so be it......" Then His Majesty the Emperor closed the curtain on the window of the carriage and said no more.

The convoy set off again, and fell silent again.

When there was silence, time always passed slowly, but no matter how slow it was, the team returned to Paris.

When I returned to Paris, I was full of thoughts, and everyone dispersed, some went home, some began to gather their staff, and some went back to the ministry by themselves, and began to convene meetings.

Miss Sophie, with a blushing face, pushed away General Eugène, who warmly stepped forward to greet her, and went straight all the way into the Grand Palace, and entered the secret palace behind the Grand Palace.

After a period of questioning, in a small room, Miss Sophie met Master Galileo and several leading researchers, who were arguing over a large, detailed diagram of the human body.

As soon as she walked into the room, Miss Sophie got straight to the point: "Master Galileo, you have been here for more than a month, I don't know how the research progresses, when will you be able to completely revise and improve this martial art?"

Raising up in front of the structural diagram and looking at Miss Sophie with an anxious face, Master Galileo said lightly: "Since you invited me to come, you must believe in my ability, research is a very serious matter, at least for now, I can't give you a clear answer." ”

"How's that going, what's going on?" asked Miss Sophie, patiently with a little anxiety.

"In the past month or so, we have conducted more than 20 experiments, using multiple human systems to try to replace them, but the results are not very good, and the experimenters have sacrificed a lot. However, there is still no progress in the key point, the transmission system of internal forces, but this aspect of research is not an overnight thing, the creation of a martial art in the classical era, often takes several generations and tens of hundreds of years, now although there is a new era, there is a more scientific and systematic research method, but the consumption of time is also inevitable!" Master Galileo explained: " Thinking of your peerless martial arts, such a cross-era creation, if you want to truly realize it, and there are no side effects, and the realization of safety and security, it is absolutely indispensable to invest time, as far as my conservative estimate is concerned, it will take about five to ten years!"

"Five to ten years?" said Miss Sophie, her mouth wide open, "why so long? Didn't you say it was only a year or two?"

"I didn't know the situation at the time!" Master Galileo explained, "If it was just an ordinary peerless martial art, let me sort it out and transform it into a new style of martial arts, of course, it wouldn't take long. But this martial art is different! It is not a big road commodity like your French rose gun! This is a great martial art that crosses the ages! It is a great idea to change the internal force from individual cultivation to group concentrated cultivation! It is naturally extremely difficult to realize it! Moreover, it needs to be meticulously crafted, and there is no room for sloppiness before it can be realized!"

"But, but, we can't wait so long!" Miss Sophie's tone was a little angry: "Your Majesty, he can't wait!"

"Why can't you wait? Your Majesty is not very old, is he seriously ill?" Master Galileo was puzzled.

"Of course not! Just, alas...... You may not know the specifics of our country in France, but we have always been lacking in high-end force......" Miss Sophie explained patiently.

"Oh, that's the case, a big country, a first-echelon power in the continent, only two such weak martial saints can use it, it's really not good. Not to mention England, even Germany is stronger than you. There really should be a hurry. Master Galileo nodded understandingly: "However, I can't help it, the martial saint level is the highest force representative on the road, where is it so easy to create." Just like us in Italy, although thanks to the revival of martial arts, all kinds of genius martial artists have emerged in an endless stream, but most of them are at the grandmaster level, the great grandmaster level, and the venerable level. ”

After a pause, he comforted again: "Actually, you don't have to be too anxious. In any case, once you France reach a life-and-death juncture, that Lord Roland will finally make a move, he is a powerful existence at the level of the Protector Martial Saint, a peerless powerhouse that even the Holy See does not dare to humiliate, and he is so young, it is okay to protect your Francisian heart for decades. By that time, this technique has almost been completely perfected, and you can continuously create a steady stream of martial saint-level powerhouses, isn't that good?"

"Alas, His Majesty the Key Emperor can't wait......" Miss Sophie sat down weakly in her chair, her tone gloomy, but she did not continue.

In the Grand Palace, in the study of His Majesty the Emperor, a conversation was also going on.

It was His Majesty the Emperor and the three fair women in black robes standing in front of him.

Those are the three 'goddesses of the night' of the Goddess Cult or the Witch Cult, and they are also the shadow guards that His Majesty the Emperor has been with him all year round.

"Your Majesty the Emperor has agreed to the marriage?" The leading goddess of the night said with joy: "In this case, our goddess sect can do its best to help you, such as the port of Caen, we can completely help you settle it!"

"Marriage is naturally possible, and I am not against having a strong and beautiful wife. His Majesty replied, "But I don't want it to be Marie Louisa, for she has so many things involved that if I marry her, there will inevitably be war." ”

"Is Your Majesty afraid of war?" asked the leading goddess of the night with a smile.

"Of course not! It's just that if it were those small countries, I would not be afraid, but after all, Germany is currently the strongest power on the continent, and we are not ready for war with them!" His Majesty Napoleon said solemnly.

"Of course, Your Majesty and France are not ready, but Germany is the same, they are still fighting Bavaria to the death, and they are absolutely not ready to go to war with France. The leading goddess of the night laughed.

"Does it have to be Louisa?" His Majesty the Emperor frowned.

"If you have gain, you must pay!" said the leading goddess of the night, "Although Lord Louisa is now temporarily living in Switzerland, she is the Archduke of Austria who is destined to return! You are the only one worthy of Your Majesty, both in terms of blood and ability!and, if you marry Lord Louisa, you will also have the legal right of inheritance in Austria!"

"But now Austria is in German hands!" interrupted His Majesty Napoleon, angrily.

"That's only been ten years!" The leading goddess of the night insisted: "Lord Louisa is not idle in Switzerland! In Austria, there are no longer a few people who support Lord Louisa, whether it is the nobles, the army, or those strong in martial arts, as long as Lord Louisa gives an order, Austria can break free from the clutches of Germany! And all you have to do, Your Majesty, is to help us and then accept us!"

"But this will inevitably lead to war!" We in France have only been recuperating for a few years, and if we start a war again...... His Majesty the Emperor seemed to be unwilling in his tone.

"But Your Majesty, you have been expanding the army, it has only been two years, and the strength of the revolutionary army has tripled, if you don't fight, what will you do with recruiting so many troops!"

"That's going to be against Spain! I'm going to get back the cities that I lost last time!" explained His Majesty the Emperor.

"But Austria is much bigger, isn't it?" said the leading goddess of the night again, "I don't need to compare the whole of Austria with those small border towns." ”

"But I am not confident that I will be able to win against Germany...... His Majesty the Emperor's tone softened a little.

"You are the god of France who has won a hundred battles, how can you not be confident. The leading goddess of the night asked with a smile.

"You know why!" His Majesty the Emperor became impatient again: "Their family Protector Martial Saint is very obedient!"

"Rest assured, Your Majesty, we will do our best to help you. The leading goddess of the night promised, "All of us will do our best to help you." What Lord Hekate meant, if there was a real fight at that time, she would also take action herself. Although the Dragon Slayer Martial Saint is powerful, after all, he is also old and has been seriously injured, of course it is impossible to defeat him, but if he is dragged down, the Pope is still very confident. ”

His Majesty the Emperor looked contemplative, hesitated for a while, and then said, "Then let's think about it again." ”

The leading goddess of the night no longer persuaded: "Since we have waited for so long, we naturally don't mind waiting a little longer, and this time Your Majesty was also affected by the incident in Port Caen, and was a little impulsive, so I restarted this conversation, and it is also appropriate to calm down and think about it." ”

After a pause, she added: "But I think it's a win-win situation! Wouldn't it be great that Your Majesty's country could also be supplemented by high-end armed forces? Moreover, if Austria is merged, Your Majesty will also have two of the top martial arts academies on the mainland! Although the reclusive 'Le God' at the Vienna Conservatory of Music ignores the world, he has also served as Lord Louisa's court teacher, and it is okay to ask him to make a few moves at the critical moment......

"That's enough!" His Majesty the Emperor waved his hand, interrupting the temptation that kept getting into his ears, "Let me think again." ”

(To be continued.) )