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Volume 4: A Different Scarlet Bullet Chapter 72: Sylvia

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    Chapter 72 Sylvia took Reggie and the Emperor on their journey to Russia.  But before that, he had to go to Joan of Arc first.  On the other hand, the British and French forces were defeated in one breath in the English Channel, and there was no force left in Britain and France that could resist the legions of the afterlife.  Although with the capabilities of these two countries, they can still fight with new troops drawn from various places, but it will undoubtedly shake the national foundation of the two countries.  It may even lead to empty borders and trigger invasion by enemy countries, so nothing can be done for a while.  "Send the order to divide the fleet into two parts. I will command one team to turn around and deal with Britain. Vice-captain, you will command the other team to target France. We must eliminate as many magic associations in France as possible and collect all their collections.  "As the British and French forces disappeared, Joan of Arc said in a deep voice.  Then they began to divide their forces into two groups. Joan of Arc took the flagship as her own and drove her deputy captain to another fleet.  The emperor, who was flying to France with Reggie, also received the news.  "No, Jeanne is a bit rash." Hearing about Jeanne's detachment, the Emperor had a hunch that she would suffer a loss.  I don¡¯t feel bad if those floating fleets are destroyed. Even if they are obtained by countries in the Forbidden World, it will be difficult to imitate them. After all, the materials are too scarce.  "But the magister group on the floating ship, even if the Emperor takes over the magic teacher's world, there are only six magister groups under his command.  ¡°Four of them have to be stationed in the magic world, and there are only less than 100,000 Imperial Governors who can be dispatched at any time.  The training of magicians is much slower than that of soldiers, and the losses cannot be made up for at least ten years.  It is true that more than half of the British and French armies were lost, but the loss in strength of the Mysterious Test was actually not much, especially among the civilian magicians.  There are nearly 20 saints in this world, and there are many magicians who are no worse than saints under certain circumstances. The magicians, who are not very strong in the first place, are divided into two teams. The emperor even doubts whether they have the ability to conquer another country.  magician.  ??Don¡¯t think that the magisters under Joan of Arc are very strong just because they launched a large-scale magic and destroyed the British and French forces in one fell swoop. If a single person can activate such a magic, then he can indeed be called a first-rate magician.  The problem is that there are tens of thousands of magisters who can activate this magic. Although it is not that they can only activate this magic once, it can also be seen that their individual strength is not very strong.  Although it is impossible to annihilate them all, the top experts in this world have the ability to take down one or two floating battleships.  Although they will also pay a huge price for it.  The guns on the floating battleship are not very attractive.  As one of the three major religions in the world today, Britain has a lot of heritage. Without Kanzaki and Water from the Back, there is also Laura who is not weaker than the Saint and Sylvia who is also ranked high among the Saints.  With such a big thing happening, it¡¯s time for this royal saint who left the UK to practice Buddhism to come back and protect his country.  "If it were just a saint, relying on the strength of the army and the wisdom of Joan of Arc, a battle might not be impossible.  But if you meet Ollers and follow him, it will be very bad.  In the view of Emperor Du, there are very few truly powerful magicians in the world who do not rely on external forces, and Ollers is one of them, and this guy is also the top magician in the world.  After making a big circle and killing everyone in the English Channel, the demonic army actually turned around and fought back.  The British were immediately taken aback and urgently ordered the remaining troops to intercept, refusing to let Joan enter England at all costs.  ?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????OUT?????  Along the way, whenever she passed a city, Joan of Arc would send soldiers from the Magister Corps down to the city to round up the remaining magicians and move all their collections back to the floating battleship.  "Remember, we are here to 'help' the British military to maintain stability. Except for those 'cultists,' we should not attack civilians." At the same time, she did not forget that she was so righteous that she wanted to whitewash her actions in front of the British.  "However, Joan of Arc also kept her word and did not harm a single civilian. Each of the soldiers under her command was more honest than the last, and they truly did not harm a single hair of a civilian, and did not take a needle or thread from the common people.  Because of this, British civilians don¡¯t resent them too much.  In their view, Joan of Arc's gang only targeted the upper-class people and had nothing to do with them. Anyway, even if there was a fight on another street, their lives here would be taken care of.  But the life of those magicians is not easy. In addition to announcing surrender and offering gifts??, all secretly were surrounded and wiped out by the magisters.  A thief is like a comb, a soldier is like a shave.  After being manipulated like this by Joan of Arc, eight out of ten British and French magical forces were reduced to death, while the rest were huddled in the final direction of London.  "I can't bear it anymore, it's too much, they've gone too far!" Magical strength is also a kind of national strength. Sometimes things that are difficult to put on the surface have to be completed by people from the other world. Joan of Arc did this.  , Britain may fall from a first-rate power to a third-rate power.  Eliza couldn't bear it anymore and finally decided she didn't need to bear it anymore.  However, when Eliza planned to fight back, she was shocked to find that she could not find the strength to fight back.  You can¡¯t let the dignified supreme bishop take action personally, right?  What¡¯s more, no one knows if there might be some mysterious superpower behind those people.  "Send someone to bring Sylvia back! Tell her that if she still thinks she is British, she must come back no matter what this time." With a "click", the solid wood table fell apart instantly.  The table that had been bought for less than a week had followed the same path as its predecessors. Eliza, who had lost her temper, yelled at the knight on standby.  "As you command, Your Majesty the Queen!" The knight bowed his head, knelt on the ground to salute, and then withdrew.  At this time, who dares to get close to the crazy queen.  Sylvia is the trump card of the British royal family. Although the Puritans are also a part of Britain, they are so powerful that they may not use their brains at any time. No matter how stupid Elisa is, the leader of a country will not fail to guard against it.  .  Sylvia, a saint who is still ranked above Kanzaki, if coupled with the power of Katir, the royal family will have enough power to suppress the Puritans, and the Puritans will never be able to stand up.  "It seems you can't escape this call-up." In an apartment in Milan, a lazy young man glanced out the window and mentioned it casually.  "Then here comes this guy again I've rejected him so many times, why can't I understand? Do you have to kill me to understand?" The blond maid held a broom and complained while sweeping.  Complaining casually, the floor was quickly cleaned.  The table and windows were all spotless, but the maid was still very diligent in cleaning, scrubbing every inch, even every blind spot.  "You'd better listen to them and go back and take a look. I've come to beg you so many times and it's getting boring to watch." Seeing that the maid refused to leave, the lazy young man sighed.  "If I leave, what will the good-for-nothing idiot Master do? Will he starve to death at home a few days after I leave?" The blond maid looked at her pitifully as if she were looking at a "severe cerebral palsy patient"  Looking at the young man lying on the sofa, he knew from her words that that young man was her master.  But, is there any maid who ridicules her master like this?  "Sylvia, stop making trouble. You have read the news and you should know what situation the UK is facing now. If you make trouble, the country will be destroyed!" He closed his eyes helplessly. Before giving up, the young man planned to persuade him one last time.  once.  "So what, what does it have to do with me whether the country is destroyed or not!" The blond maid said insincerely.  Even if he didn't open his eyes, the young man could hear the insincerity in Shenyang's words.  He almost knew some of the reasons why the maid was unwilling to leave, but it was precisely because of this that he had nothing to say.  "Go back." In this regard, he could only break the decision he had just made to persuade him one last time.  "Lord Sylvia, please come back with us to save Britain!" After receiving Eliza's order, the knight who came to Milan a few days ago appeared in front of her again and begged.  "Okay, I will go back." Sylvia finally wavered and she let go.  "Thank you very much! Then, please get in the car with us. We have prepared the plane and can fly directly to London." The knight immediately bowed excitedly, turned around and was about to take her away.  "Sorry, you guys should go back first. I have to prepare today's dinner for this idiot." Even though she relented, Sylvia still couldn't let go of her maid's responsibility, even though no one had ever asked her to do so.  "Let's go, let's go, I can still order food and eat better without you!" The young man waved his hand impatiently, trying to drive the maid away."It's against you! You idiot, are you saying that my food is not delicious? Is British food that bad?" She was so angry that she whipped the whip she took out from nowhere, and Sylvia pulled her hand hard.  The leather whip inside stared at the young man's butt and revealed a sinister smile.  Suddenly, a heavy cold sweat broke out from the young man's back.  "I, I didn't mean that! Sylvia, calm down, calm down! Keep the demeanor of a maid Assistant! No!" Seemingly realizing that he was too presumptuous, the young man immediately begged for mercy with a smile on his face.  However, the irritated Sylvia just smiled coldly and waved the cowhide whip in her hand unceremoniously.  An instant later, the knight waiting outside the door heard the "snap" sound of the whip and the gun coming into contact at high speed and the continuous screams and wails coming from inside.  "May God bless you!" He silently made a cross on his chest. He knew who the maid was, but he didn't have the courage to rush in and stop this unclean act. He could only pray for the unfortunate guy in his heart.  .
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