"Well, there are many places to go. The European generation has already flat-topped. Britain, France, and Germany have all heroes. As long as the rift of the Demon Realm is closed, it is only a matter of time left. Unfortunately, Northern Europe was defeated too quickly, and it is not enough to go now... The North American dynasty is still there, and I believe it will support it for a while. I want to go to Russia first. I hope that Yekaterina will not die too quickly, then Goryeo and Kyushu, and finally the mainland of China..."

He said, with the highest sternness in his golden pupils, and only pride and calmness in his indifferent tone: "It took a total of twelve days to cleanse Europe, which was three days later than I estimated. I could only give up North America first and go straight to Russia."

Little did not know how huge the information these few words revealed was. The young man turned around and walked towards the cabinet in the hall: "Disturbate, continue to enjoy the dance."

Dion stuttered in place. If these few words were not empty talk... did he hope to end the battle with his own strength?

"Your Excellency!" The girl mustered up the courage to greet the increasingly majestic background.

"Hmm?" The young man looked back.

"Next time, can I ask you to dance?" She endured her shyness and confessed the courage of the 18-year-old girl: "After victory!"

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Dion seemed to have caught a glimpse of the young man under the mask and smiled warmly. He responded with the etiquette of a celebrity: "Then, please remember to change into a long skirt next time, pretty girl, I will invite you to dance together."

"I will."

The young man's white clothes are rendered like picturesque under the golden lights, lonely and majestic.

The back gradually faded away and disappeared deep in the palace.

He is about to leave this leisurely country and head to the next battlefield to save more people.

The girl stood there for some reason, just as she also had the urge to cry. A unilateral shadow was engraved in the depths of her heart. She remembered a certain sentence and could never forget: "I'll wait for you... to return."

Within the car window, Dion's thoughts were dim.

Every hero is different from the stubborn. What she is stubborn is just a sentence from the past and a dance.

——I’m sorry you didn’t return.

The air in the car was a little depressed for a moment.

Mary's speech corrected the topic of deviation and returned: "So, why did the Holy Sword be in Shenhai City?"

"I don't know the reason carefully, but the current holy sword is indeed a holy relic of Charlemagne." Zhou Sangyu glanced at the absent-minded Dion: "I thought Dion would understand..."

"If I had known, I would have come to ask for it early in the morning, and no one in Europe knew the whereabouts of the Holy Sword." Dion replied: "I was injured and fainted in the past, so I naturally didn't know."

"Why do we need to take care of France ten years later?" Mary asked again.

"This matter is not a crime for our country." Zhou Sangyu said: "Ten years ago, the sequelae of the Battle of Shenzhou were too tense. The previous emperor used the dragon vein of thousands of miles, and the mountains and rivers were shaken. Moreover, due to the interlaced power of the heroes, drought and floods broke out at the same time. The most affected area was undoubtedly the coastal areas. Shenhai is the place where the dragon vein nodes gather. After experiencing the vibration, the dragon vein essence will rush, which may cause collapse or even tsunamis and other natural disasters. Therefore, a sufficient and powerful foundation stone is needed to consolidate the dragon vein."

"So, have you taken the Holy Sword?" Mary tilted her head.

"It's not so. Even if Emperor Charles is weak and injured, it is not something that ordinary heroes can deal with. Besides, he has kindness to our country... How can he repay kindness with grudges? The Holy Sword was voluntarily left by him." Zhou Sangyu's tone was also incredible: "As for why he left Ju Wayus, it's not clear, but if it weren't for him, who could use the Holy Sword to block the raged dragon vein?"

Dion nodded slightly: "With the emperor's character, he is really not sure about a holy sword. He is already asleep. This is just a matter of being in a favorable mood... I'm afraid that no one else knows about this except for a very small number of heroes."

Mary smiled and said, "Isn't that a rhyme event? Since it was the choice of the Emperor, we don't need to disobey his purpose. Once the holy sword is pulled out, will the dragon vein go wild again? There is no way that the many residents of Shenhai will abandon them."

Mary is kind, and I am afraid that taking the Holy Sword away will cause disaster to the Duke of other countries.

"With current craftsmanship, we can create a replacement for the cornerstone. There is no need to continue to use the holy sword. This time we actively contact France to return this holy sword." Zhou Sangyu said solemnly: "Charlemagne has not recovered yet, which proves that he was injured in the past. If there are holy relics, it can speed up the recovery. France has formed an alliance with Germany and Italy due to the existence of Charlemagne. He has been sleeping for ten years. The alliance is now the most unconsolidated. You need this holy sword to maintain balance, otherwise the face of the French royal family will not exist. We have borrowed it for too long and it is time to return it."

When Mary heard this, she said with a stern expression: "On behalf of the French royal family, I thank the Chinese Empire. For us, Juvaus is indeed too nervous. France expresses its deep gratitude for your country's kindness and excitement."

France without Charlemagne was just a superficial scenery one after another. Italy and Germany were sneaky, as if they wanted to cause trouble in secret. If there was a holy sword in hand, at least the alliance could be consolidated and was enough to intimidate the secret behavior of these two.

"We are just grateful for our gratitude. The Shenzhou Empire has a foundation that has not changed for thousands of years. It only depends on force but also virtue." Zhou Sangyu looked out the window: "It's almost here. We seem to have been talking for a long time, but it's just a short time."

, The doubts over the past ten years have finally been answered. Although this answer is incredible, it is at least within acceptable areas.

He stopped asking more questions. He was not qualified to understand some things. Repeated questions were a great failure. Fortunately, the two heroes in front of him were very tolerant and forgiven his own outrage: "The venue is coming soon, please follow me to the table..."

"Please wait." Mary interrupted Zhou Sangyu, and she had a sudden whim: "Is it possible to take me to verify the authenticity of Ju Wayus now?"

"What does your Highness mean?" Zhou Sangyu was slightly stunned: "If you are dissatisfied with your previous failure of manners, you don't have to use this method..."

"No, Mr. Zhou, you misunderstood. I'm just the most curious... I have an easy idea." Mary's blue eyes said, 'I'm the most curious'. She put her hands together and asked: "This is not an order, but a request, not as a French royal family, but as an ordinary girl. Compared to a monotonous banquet, I want to see the Holy Sword with my own eyes."

She was clearly looking forward to something... her big eyes flashed like neon lights.

Zhou Sangyu smiled bitterly and said, "His Highness Mary, this statement is really a scattering me..."

In fact, as a welcomer, Zhou Sangyu could refuse such a request that did not follow the rules. Mary Modern had previously understood the modern and kindness shown by his misconduct, which made him feel helpless to be short of people and take short hands.

If the other party has a slightly worse attitude or even speaks badly to him, he has a hundred ways to cause trouble for the other party. How can Mary not be malice and treat each other honestly, her character and charm are extremely strong, and her affinity is like a cheat. Especially in the environment where the near-distance interval is eliminated, her mind will be unspoken.

People in the Celestial Empire have always been soft but not hard... Even famous officials in Jixia cannot avoid the vulgarity.

"Since you have this request, I dare not disobey it."

"Thank you." Mary thanked happily.

"I can blame half of the senior officials in Shenhaili for a long time." Zhou Sangyu said with a wry smile, but his attitude was still calm. He was not afraid of the old cunning stings in the political circles. Shenhai was not the place he had stayed for a long time. Jixia's famous officials were in the imperial capital, the Six Ministry, the Dali Temple, the National Security Bureau, the Military Department, and the border defense. Where can they go? Even if they were released, what can they do? I'll be gurgling, come and bite me?

"I will not cause trouble to Mr. Zhou in vain. Tomorrow night, I will hold a dinner on Queen Mary 2 in unilateral name to express my apology. There are a total of 300 invitations, and Mr. Zhou is sent hard. How about it?" Mary has already prepared for compensation. Regarding the banquet, Britain and France are the most chaste European dinners. She is also very porridge for the air of the banquet, and it is so good that even in a foreign country, she will create a French-style banquet.

"The glory is here." Zhou Sangyu certainly would not refuse.

Dion didn't say anything, she vaguely thought that trouble was coming.

"Distance to the spiritual comforting monument." Zhou Sangyu entrusts to his subordinates: "When you take care of the convoy behind you, you don't have to follow me, just follow the secret queue and walk on the outer ring road."

"Soul Consolation Monument?"

"Ten years of disasters have passed, and now there are cities that have suffered huge losses. Many people have died and cannot even find their bodies. So a same stone tablet was built for the living to remember them." Zhou Sangyu said lightly: "The holy sword is under the spiritual monument... The spiritual monument in Shenhai City was erected by the previous emperor. Now, she thinks that her approach is indeed profound."

The previous emperor... A tall back with black hair as white as a waterfall, and blood-stained sword tip flashed through Dion's mind, which immediately faded away this memory.

The emperor who abdicated ten years ago is almost forgotten by everyone, just like him.

...

at the same time.

The Hongyu tea room was still calm, and a little Yan was lying on the table with a bored look on his face. He had no good demeanor and no such style as to shock the world. While shaking his legs, he looked at the curiosity, and he looked like a little citizen's mind: "Meow, I haven't come yet, I can't dove anymore."

Yes, this is the savior you have been thinking about - you feel hopeless.

If Zhou Sangyu knew that the object he was looking up to was like this, he would probably want to dig his eyes and borrow Aizen's classic line - yearning is the most distant interval.

Han Yan looked at the time and said that he had been waiting for the most. I am afraid that this big whale was not a pigeon!

"I'm really leaving if I don't come." Han Yan was about to stand up when a machine sounded from the store door - Welcome Huilin.

Standing up and looking back, a young man was in pain, nervous, helpless, forced to step into the door unwillingly, and pushing him in the back was a cheongsam lady who could score 85 points... Ah, this chest muscle is so horrible!

Han Yan unspokenly moved his vision down, and then he was slightly stunned: "No, it's really a ship woman..."

The wavelengths of the souls of a few non-humans are different from those of humans. The strength of their energy and the rugged soul strength are essentially different in Han Yan's perception. This royal sister is definitely not a human, and her soul strength is more than five times that of ordinary people... She is not a heroic spirit, but a ship girl and one of the heroic spirit subspecies.

"It's embarrassing to him. I thought the big whale was blowing the snail, but I didn't expect to bring a ship girl to the dough... By the way, you're just looking for trouble. How could you bring a girl when you're in the dough? I lost a lot of money! I've long known that I brought the fireproof girl, and I'm absolutely ample in terms of temperament." Han Yan's heart was very bumpy for a moment, and even a little incoherent: "Jealousy makes me distinguish the walls."

A second later, Han Yan turned around and said, "I decided, let's walk through the back door."

Explode, be the admiral!

Unfortunately, he was one step late. As soon as he turned around, an exclaim came from the back door, as if he had found a life-saving straw: "Coffee!"

"You uncle, labor is an apple!" Han Yan turned around and raised his middle finger, then he was stunned, covering his face and cursed: "Meow's been tricked!"

"It's really coffee!" The big whale was filled with joy and walked up like a flying stroll, stretching out his hand, as if hoping for a gay hug.

"Stop!" Han Yan stretched out his hand to stop him, and said with a serious look on his face: "Who are you?"

"Me! It's me! Don't you realize me anymore?" The boy pointed at his face: "Big Whale!"

"Oh? It's the peerless Lolikan who claims to have three wives and four concubines and has seven or eight online dating partners?" Han Yan suddenly realized, and as soon as he spoke, he was praised and killed.

"Hiss--!" Han Wenqian took a breath: "How do you make up for me to be clear!"

"No need to be dirty, you'll be unclear." Han Yan's expression was indifferent and continued to speak: "How about it, is the person on the other side your new **?"

The young lady from Zhenyuan had a sweet smile and blinked: "Yes, Wen Qian and I have a good relationship~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Han Wenqian looked at Han Yan with Fuqi's eyes - please stop! What she meant was the kind of stuffing me into the cannon barrel and shooting me into the trench!

Han Yan completely ignored the many years of friendship on the web page and showed a surprised expression: "It's true, how many are you changing? I'll count, one, two, three, four, six, seven, eight, ninety, and two, two, eighty, ninety... lend me two fingers." As he said that, he put the big whale's finger into a six-character shape: "Little, six, six, six, brother."

"Stop talking, I'm a virgin!" Han Wenqian couldn't help it: "Do you understand virginity? My ancestral martial arts could not be broken before the sixth level!"

Han Yan patted his shoulder: "If you don't bring a young lady, I'll believe it... Do you know that I'm feeling sad now? Let me tell you, it's wrong for you to show off like this. One day, you will die of hatchets and domestic violence. You must know that every inch of harem, one inch of blood, and inch of blood cannot buy inch of harem."

Han Wenqian understood it and gave a thumbs up: "No drawbacks, isn't this the most you pursue in your life with this disease?"

"Since you know I am a professional, just believe me." Han Yan lowered his voice: "This girl is definitely an aircraft carrier in the sick and cute... You are blessed!"

Zhenyuan is not an aircraft carrier. She is a battleship, and the kind that is particularly capable of fighting among the battleships. She has reached the level of transformation and has no opponents in the navy among the ship girls. Even the heroes who liberated the second-level spirit base could only play 37 with her.

Han Wenqian was mixed with all his feelings. There was such a ship girl who could fight. As an instructor, you asked him if he could drive the Kaisen, so of course he was from Kaisen.

How could this ship girl not only be satisfied with the rugged relationship, but also wanted to develop a simple and easy-to-understand relationship. She had a special liking for him. Not only did she strongly intervene in his unilateral life, she intends to turn him from a lolita to a royal sister party. The most tragic thing he beats completely, and she can only be deducted in pain and happiness.

All day long, it is impossible to extricate yourself.

When Zhenyuan went to make tea for the two of them, classmate Han seized the opportunity to complain to Han Yan, telling him the miserable experiences over the years as he knew, and wished he could dig out his heart and let him see how wronged he felt.

"So, do you know my pain? If you are a sick person, hurry up and take her away, a master!" The big whale covered her head and begged for a certain rock in a sad tone, hoping that it would bring a glimmer of anger.

Han Yan looked at the old man around the webpage with compassion and empathized with it. The two experienced it incredibly similar: "What you said is very reasonable. I have pity for you in terms of inevitable uses. Suddenly, when I woke up, I found out that I was on the pirate ship and was appointed as the scapegoat. I understand..."

"I knew you were trustworthy! Meet coffee!" Classmate Han was extremely excited, as if he was about to escape from the sea of ​​suffering.
To be continued...