Light Spirit Epic Chapter 2710: 0 years of loneliness (7)

Chapter 2710 A hundred years of loneliness (seven)

Actually, with Arthur's skills, he could attack Charles VII from the very beginning, instantly subduing the unarmed and flawed king of France. But he can't take the slightest risk. After all, he is in the depths of the palace. If he misses, he will surely die, and it may even affect Elaine.

He chose to wait for Elaine's signal, and chose to take the French king hostage at the moment when Charles VII planned to shoot Elaine and had the most flaws in his body.

The result, of course, was a hit.

"Don't move." Arthur pressed the sharp blade against the French king's neck again:"

Shout and cut your neck.

Turn your head and I'll cut your neck.

A move will also cut your neck.

Speak before I allow you to speak and cut your neck too. "

Simple, clear, and unreasonable series of commands can bring enormous psychological pressure to the other party. Charles VII, who was known for his timidity, was shocked by King Arthur's aura, and he was stunned for ten seconds without moving his body at all.

"Okay. Now you can speak. First look up at the doctor over there." Arthur said fiercely, his face and voice were naturally concealed by illusion, the voice the king heard was more Arthur's real voice was much lower. Even if Charles VII boldly looked back at Arthur at this time, what he saw would be an ordinary face, the kind of passer-by's face that he had seen on the road and that he would forget when he turned around.

"Um...!" Elaine, who was kicked to the ground, just landed on the carpet two yards away from the bed. His clothes were so messy that he almost fell off. He started foaming at the mouth and even turned over. Rolled eyes.

Elaine grabbed her chest and cried out in pain: "Okay...it's painful! Quickly give me...the solution, the antidote!"

The acting is a little flamboyant, but it's great for Elaine. Before that, he had practiced countless times, and he was able to make the onlooker Hyosung laugh again and again.

"Very poisonous." Charles VII believed it for granted.

"Well, the delayed onset of the poison, I let him take it before you came." Arthur said: "You seem to like this kid, Your Majesty? Then you will not be happy to see him die in In front of you?"

Arthur stretched his other hand from behind the French king, over his shoulder, and held it in front of Charles VII. He opened his palm, and on the palm was a small bag of medicinal powder: "Here is the antidote. If he takes it within a quarter of an hour, he will be saved."

"What do you want?" Charles VII asked coldly: "Are you an assassin sent by the British? No. If you wanted to assassinate me, you would have already done it. Are you here for money?"

"No. Just one piece of information is enough." Arthur said, "Where is Joan of Arc?"

"Huh. Is it really someone from the [Saintess]?" The king sneered: "But I'm sorry, Joan of Arc is no longer in the French kingdom. The real Joan of Arc was arrested long before the public trial. Take it to the Holy See, to the Pope."

"So you sold the heroine of saving the country to the church for a little profit." Arthur criticized without emotion: "What a selfish decision."

"Hmph, what do you know." Charles VII sneered proudly: "The church spent 700,000 gold coins to buy her, and promised to ensure the prosperity of France for the next three hundred years. A generous offer that I can't refuse, everything I do is for the sake of this country and the people of France. And Joan of Arc? That stupid woman doesn't know how to flatter her, and even refused the noble status I bestowed on her! This kind of person is born in France How can she survive? She will only become a stumbling block to the development of the country! It's time for her to disappear from history forever!"

The King of Knights frowned. Although Charles VII's words were very unpleasant, Arthur had to admit that part of it was right. In the new era that followed, there was no place for Joan of Arc. Greenville is an extremely stubborn girl, but she is not stupid. When she realized this indisputable fact, perhaps, she was finally willing to let go of the temporary identity of [Joan of Arc] and go back with Arthur?

The point is to find Joan first. The original three possibilities were reduced to one, and Arthur just had to follow the trail to Rome. Although that also means being an enemy of the church, the road ahead is bound to be extremely dangerous.

"Okay." Arthur threw the bag of "antidote" and it landed right next to Elaine.

"It's the antidote, eat it quickly, Joffrey!" Charles VII shouted, fearing that Elaine might not notice.

"Too loud." Arthur pushed the dagger against the French king's neck half an inch further. The sharp dagger cut through the epidermis on Charles VII's neck, leaving a little bright red oozing there. Charles VII was then honest.

"Um...uhhhhh..." Elaine, who has a strong desire to survive, is doing her best to act, rolling her eyes and groping on the ground , finally grabbed the bag of "antidote" and stuffed it into his mouth together with the bag.

"Don't choke to death." Arthur hummed.

"Ehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Elaine acted in a dignified manner, spit out the cloth bag that had eaten up the antidote, then pretended to be in great pain and twitched on the ground, his lower body twitching. There was a dark patch spreading across the carpet.

"Is that the antidote?" Charles VII asked suspiciously.

"It also takes time to detoxify. He will recover in half a moment." Arthur said: "Now, I have to evacuate here. No one is allowed to come after me, no notice to the Holy See. No Be sure to trouble our operations."

"...if I refuse?"

"Since my organization has the ability to let me infiltrate your palace, it naturally has the ability to infiltrate Mr. Cole's house, which is far weaker than the palace." Arthur threatened: "This little fat man you care about will be killed. And it's not simply poisoned. The people in our organization will use the most cruel means to cut off the flesh from his body piece by piece, and send one piece to the gate of your palace every day until he has no flesh to cut. Don't think you can protect him He, he absolutely cannot escape."

"I will put him under house arrest in the dungeon from today." Charles VII said coldly: "No one can reach it, the most heavily guarded dungeon."

Arthur sneered: "You can try to hide him, Your Majesty. Then you will find that the entire French aristocracy is plagued by the Black Death, and every nobleman needs this doctor's treatment. Hide him, you The country will perish."

"You can't do it," said the French king dismissively.

"Are you going to bet?" Arthur put away the dagger against the opponent's neck and passed by Charles VII in a grand manner. He walked forward with his back to the king, stepped over Elaine who was struggling on the ground, and kept pushing the door out.

And Charles VII didn't even dare to catch up to see Arthur's face.

As soon as Arthur left the tower, he activated the illusion, swaggering out of the palace all the way without being noticed by the guards. Even without illusions, he was wearing the clothes that the palace had prepared for his physician's assistant, which was enough to allow him to move freely.

Elaine lay on the ground, twitching in a pose, slowing her movements over time. After the intruder had completely left, Charles VII moved, leaned over to Elaine and asked, "Are you alright?"

"Yes, it's a little numb..." Elaine panted and replied: "Don't let that man go, Your Majesty! Go after him!"

"No, let him go." The French king had a calm expression on his face: "That idiot is going to go to the church, he will not be able to eat and go. Even if I mobilize the entire force of France, it will not work. I'm sure to beat the Pope's Knights in the Vatican."

"How, how could it be...!" Elaine pretended: "Your Majesty's army, the army is obviously invincible!"

"No matter how invincible the army is, it is only ordinary people. Human beings have limits." The king said: "But the madmen of the Pope's Knights have given up being human, and they have used all kinds of strange drugs and surgeries to transform themselves. Even make pacts with angels, and use all kinds of strange spells—oh no, [miracles]. No one would want to fight that gang of lunatics."

Charles VII sneered: "That idiot wants Joan of Arc, let him provoke the church. Maybe his fearless struggle can weaken the church to some extent? We are here anyway. Without profit, being able to use the [Saintess] to make the Pope's Knights lose one or two knights, and actually get rid of the [Saints], is like killing two birds with one stone."

Elaine is silent for a while.

The king glanced at the dark pool on Elaine's lower body rug: "You're such a dirty kid. Can you get up on your own?"

"Still... can't move..." Elaine said deliberately. He was dirty and numb, so the other party should lose interest in him, right?

"Is that so? But I can't hold a big man like you. What can I do?" But Charles VII walked over to a nearby table and blew out the light. The room was instantly shrouded in darkness.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty?" By the moonlight, Elaine vaguely saw a figure approaching. He had a bad feeling.

"Don't let a mouse sweep our Yaxing, it's still growing tonight. Oh Joffrey, you know it's sexier when you're dirty?" A hand stroked Elaine's face , "Let's play dirtier."

"Hey...!" Elaine shuddered. Not good, to be ------

Boom. At the critical moment, there was the sound of something falling to the ground. Charles VII didn't seem to get closer, and just fell in front of Elaine.

Elaine wanted to get up and see what happened, but a crow shadow passed by outside the window and said, "Lie down and don't move. Just lie down like this until tomorrow morning."

"Ha, ha?"

"I used Harry's power to put him in a dream," Merlin's voice murmured in the dark, "but what he did to you in the dream must match reality, and he must not be suspicious. It's nothing, just fool the past like before. That's a dream I made for him, and after that, he'll fall in love with you even more."

Elaine swallows.

"No, it's no big deal... Anyway, this isn't my real body. Everything is... so that Queen Greenville can, go back smoothly... ." He consoled himself, enduring great nausea, and did as Merlin ordered.

As soon as he left the palace through the back door, Arthur quickened his pace towards the city, and his figure soon disappeared into the darkness of the alley.

"It looks like a success." A white parrot landed on Arthur's shoulder, and as soon as he landed, he asked, "What about the doctor? What should I do next?"

"Elaine will be fine~IndoMTL.com~The King of Knights: "Wait until the meeting with Brady and the others is completed tomorrow, and then go to Rome immediately. Joan of Arc is in the hands of the Pope. "

"Are you really going to trouble the church?" Xiashuang Long Xiaoxing was a little uncomfortable: "The French don't know anything about magic, so today's action will be so smooth. But there will be a lot of strange things on the Holy See side. Spell guy? It's a pity, if you fight against the Pope's Knights, even uncle you can't win."

"I'll find a way," Arthur said lightly.

Hyosung's judgment is very accurate, even Arthur in his heyday may not be able to fight the entire Pope Knights. Even if Bedivere and Hyosung were included, it would not be able to balance such a huge difference in combat power. This is a war. The so-called war is a group of people fighting against another group of people, and the number of people must be evenly matched to win. Arthur's army is now absolutely insufficient, unless he can borrow troops from other places, otherwise this battle is just hitting the stone with the egg.

That's right. Just now Charles VII mentioned an interesting name, which may be a bargaining chip.

[Saint Virgin]------As the name suggests, the supporters of Joan of Arc.