Looking out the window, looking at the clouds floating freely outside the iron railing, little Jacques was stunned. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

He couldn't remember how long he had been here, half a year, a year, two years, and he no longer had the habit of keeping track of days on the wall in the first place.

The room in which he was held had been changed many times, from the elaborate room with carpeted floors at the beginning, to the professional cell made of steel, and he had changed from a tester dedicated to his country to a prisoner in iron shackles now.

He did not put up any resistance, nor did he join a single attempt to escape. He has always been very obedient to orders, often the researchers let them do whatever they want, even if there is severe pain, even if there is unbearable itching, he will bear it to death.

He didn't know why he was handcuffed, was it because he was too precious?

For such a long time, under countless experiments, the companions around him have changed batch after batch, the "big stomach" Wagner, the timid two brothers...... They all died in the experiment, and even the group of people who came after him died in the experiment, hundreds of them died, and there were also those who went crazy, committed suicide, ran away and were executed, and so on.

Only he, from the very beginning, has persevered until now.

He had his own strong cell, his own heavy shackles, his own elite guards, and even his own ever-changing diet. It's just that he has to carry out a lot more experiments than others.

Many times, little Jacques would ask himself, why did he persevere, why did he persevere, every day, over and over again, why did he endure those horrible and hateful experiments, for the French Empire, for His Majesty Napoleon, for helping His Majesty to complete this feat, so that he could contribute to the country?

He didn't know that he didn't care about these reasons anymore.

Although from the beginning, it was these reasons that turned into beliefs that allowed him to persevere in this inhuman torment. But today, they no longer have the strength to support him, and now, if there is anything to support him, it is only "habit".

Yes, it is "habit"! I am accustomed to the countless times a day, I am used to obeying the reasonable or unreasonable demands, I am used to enduring the pain that makes people want to die first, and I am used to the internal qi that has run out of my body countless times, but I am used to staying here and waiting for death in the end......

The clouds are still floating in the sky, rolling and relaxing, scattering and gathering.

Alas, if there is a next life, it would be nice to be a cloud.

Just as he was in a daze, little Jacques suddenly saw two black dots, which suddenly appeared in the clouds.

Is it a bird? This speed, it's not quite like that.

The black dot was getting closer and closer, and little Jacques could see them clearly, they were two people! two people flying in the sky!

He is no longer the hillbilly who farms in the countryside, he knows that there is only one kind of person who can fly in the sky! It is also the ultimate pursued by this use plan he participated! The legendary martial saint!

Of course, he was not the only one who saw the black spot, but after a while, there was a rapid sound of trumpets outside, which spread throughout the city, echoing in everyone's ears, even in the cells in the remote corners of the Grand Palace, they could be heard clearly!

Then, the black figures flying in the sky disappeared from his field of vision, and they left the range that the small window said to cover.

But the effects of their arrival are not over!

Although it was a little far away, little Jacques could faintly hear the faint sounds of fighting, shouting, and screaming......

I can hear it here, they are coming for the palace, for Your Majesty, and now they are fighting the palace guards?

Do we still have martial saints in France? The three Divine Spear Martial Saints were all killed in battle, I don't know if Your Majesty's side can stop it.

Alas, it's useless to worry, and I can't help much, so let the palace guards have a headache.

But the sound of the fight is getting closer and closer!

It has become clear from the faint to the faint.

"Whoosh" "Whoosh" "Whoosh" "Whoosh" ...... Is this a bow and arrow?

"Boom...... "Something fell, is it a house?"

"When" ...... "Ahhh

"Tick Dash" "Tick Tick" "Tick Tick" ...... Oh, it's a cavalry, can you stop it?

"Bang", "poof", "smack", ..... They're in hand!

......

By sound alone, little Jacques imagined the battle that was taking place not far away.

This does not worry him, nor does it make his blood boil, nor does it make him want to go out and die generously, which no longer means much to him. It's just a little bit of a lonely episode in his boring prisoner's life.

Here he is, just waiting for death.

But the voice of the conflict is getting louder and louder, clearer and clearer, and closer and closer to him!

Your Majesty's palace is not here, it's just a small corner of the palace, how did you get here?

The sound became more and more noisy, and countless sounds of breaking the air, whistling, shouting, and blasting sounds...... Just by listening, you can feel the madness and intensity in it.

"Boom!" There was a loud bang, as if thunder was blowing in my ears, as if the whole earth was shaking.

The voices outside are also incredibly close, and you can even hear the voices of people talking.

"Hehe, I can't imagine that after your majesty set out on the expedition, there was still such a master as you left in the palace!"

"I'm just here to help, the experiment here is very important, and it is related to the development of the martial arts of the entire continent! I don't allow you to destroy it!" This voice is very familiar, it is Master Galileo who is in charge of all the research here!

Master Galileo is so old, he has to be helped when he walks, and he is so strong that he can block two martial saints?

"Old thing, we're not going to kill people this time, we're just looking for someone! Get away!" another rough voice, a little different from the previous one.

"Boom!" was another loud bang, deafening.

"Boom!", "Boom!", "Boom!", "Boom!", followed by a series of loud noises,

"Old thing, we're not going to kill people this time, we're just looking for someone! Get away!" another rough voice, a little different from the previous one.

"Boom!" was another loud bang, deafening.

"Boom!", "Boom!", "Boom!", "Boom!", followed by a series of loud noises,

"Old thing, we're not going to kill people this time, we're just looking for someone! Get away!" another rough voice, a little different from the previous one.

"Boom!" was another loud bang, deafening.

"Boom!", "Boom!", "Boom!", "Boom!", followed by a series of loud noises,

(To be continued.) )