Artoria is not in a good mood.

Of course it was because of Egil's mistake.

Although after meeting, Egil was very generous and had no intention of complaining about her at all. But Artoria still felt uncomfortable. It seemed as if she was shorter in front of Egil.

Although the ring on his hand has been taken off, his heart still seems to be bound.

Of course, these are not the key points, the key points are.

"Oh. Recently, it seems that Scotland is a little restless, you go and have a look."

Egil hoped that Artoria would leave with this reason.

"What a joke?!"

So Artoria got angry. In various senses.

"Now the war is about to begin, but you asked me to go to England. Isn't this a run away?! Last time I was just careless! I will definitely win this time!"

It is because you can't win that you leave.

Although I believe that this war will definitely not be won. There is a difference between losing and losing. Egil can at least leave some face for himself. The final result will probably be the same as the previous battle between Artoria and Joan of Arc.

However, if Artoria is added, then unless Egil is really willing to sell his teammates, it will be difficult to lose. If the action is too big, people will find the problem. There will be two options later: the first one, Egil is a brainless person, but in fact they were lucky before, and the second one, Egil deliberately wanted to lose to her.

No matter which conclusion was finally concluded, Egil didn't want to see it. So it was a pity to send Artoria away. Such high-end combat power could not be used. However, compared with the entire Norman Kingdom, it would be better to make Artoria feel a little aggrieved.

"Don't do this, Hani. I'm begging you, but it's not okay?" Egil was a little helpless.

"Who knows if you will kiss me and mine after I leave..." Artoria seemed to be a little animal who was wronged. She was extremely cute.

OK, Aurora is right, that's the point.

Egil was a little helpless. Artoria, who was always strong, suddenly saw the little lion crying and felt a little cute. Of course, Egil himself was a little guilty, although it was clear between him and Aurora.

At least it's still innocent now.

That's it. Egil gently hugged Artoria's waist, and then comforted softly: "Okay, obedient Hani. I really have something important here. If you are by my side, my heart will be in chaos."

While saying evasive words, he stroked Artoria's hair and vented his breath on his ears. Speaking of which, Artoria has not had normal physiological activities for several months. Lonely late at night is one of the reasons why she has been extremely irritable in recent times and does not want to leave Egil. So after Egil teased her for a few seconds, Artoria felt that she was not good at it. Her eyes were blurred and she was picked up by Egil and put it on the bed. The maids around her had already run away while the couple was chatting. So there was no need to be afraid of others seeing it.

Of course, it was nothing to see. The entire Norman Kingdom had a population of nearly 10 million. At least, I could choose a few that match Egil's aesthetic view. At worst, everyone would play together, Egil was at a disadvantage. Speaking of which, many maids had such ideas before. It was just that Artoria was cautious and looked at Egil so hard. When Artoria went to France, Aurora came to talk to Egil all night long. So there was no chance at all.

That's it. Artoria subconsciously raised her legs and wrapped around Egil's waist. They had contacted this movement hundreds or thousands of times, so they were extremely skilled. Egil was not the kind of casual person - of course, because Aurora was too tight to watch, so she had not had normal physiological activities for several months. As soon as Artoria's slender and powerful legs were wrapped around him, he felt a little unrest.

Of course, before the entertainment activities, we still have to finish the main business. Artoria finally agreed to Egil's words and decided to disband the Brittany army. He took England and Celtic troops to England and destroyed Scotland.

Crunched.

Or you can also talk and have fun. Didn’t the Tianchao like to talk about business at the wine table?

"If you fight, you will be a fief for you. Of course, I will assign the officials, and I will also share half of the taxes." Egil assured Artoria.

Crack creak creak creak creak creak creak creak.

"Hey?!" Artoria seemed not satisfied with Egi's unprivileged behavior.

Crunched.

"Okay, OK, the kingdom is so big, there is no need for money." Egil explained.

Crack creak creak creak creak creak creak creak.

"But..." Artoria tried her best to endure it and did not want to scream out loud - because it would make her feel like she had lost, while trying her best to stabilize her mind and at least she could think hard, without becoming blank because she felt too comfortable. Of course, this was actually a very laborious job. So Artoria was a little unable to keep up with Egil's pace. She was gradually at a disadvantage during the discussion.

Crunched.

"Okay, anyway, if you give it to you, you will probably only recruit soldiers and horses. There is no creativity at all." Egil continued to criticize his wife.

Crack creak creak creak creak creak creak creak.

"You're dead~" Artoria blushed, and her legs clamped Egil's waist were pressing directly, making Egil feel as if she was entangled by some giant python. Although she had exchanged for her advanced physique, she still felt extremely uncomfortable, and her lower body seemed to be completely unconscious...

"It hurts so stupid! Relax a little!!"

"You are useless!!!"

That's about it. That night, Egil exchanged himself for a master-level physique with five days of life. Because he felt that if he didn't exchange it, then the number of days of life will definitely be greater than this in the future.

So, the next day, Artoria shed tears again after a brief reunion with Egil. He took his army to the British Isles to abuse the Scots. On the French continent, conspiracy and war slowly began.

The Norman Kingdom and the French Kingdom submitted a letter of war to each other. During this period, King Egil also asked the messenger with interest about the situation of the Messiah Joan of France, height, weight, skin, color, hair, appearance, and three-dimensional interests and hobbies... and so on... which made the messenger feel like "Isn't this guy here to fight, but to propose marriage?"

Of course, Joan of Arc also asked many questions about the messenger of the Norman Kingdom, whether she had eaten well recently, whether she was wearing warm clothes, whether she could sleep, and how she was feeling. The messenger felt like "Is she asking her husband or son?"

Of course, when the French messenger finally described Joan of Arc as such (hereinafter referred to as Egil's brain): a single ponytail with a light golden color, fair and delicate skin, about 1.6 meters tall, wearing white half-body armor, and using a pure white long sword, he was an extremely strong woman with a sacred aura.

Afterwards, Egil commented: "A slim and underage girl, it turns out that your commander is like this..."

And when Norman tried to answer (Joan of Arc's brain): In recent years, the Lord has to eat at least five pieces of steak and dozens of bread and about two pots of wine every day. His favorite exercise is to ride a horse in a full set of armor, in addition to playing chess and discussing philosophy with Wang Mei. For sleep, except that he seems a little bit unslept well this morning, he is very energetic every day.

Afterwards, Joan of Arc was a little speechless: "Why didn't he eat to death?"

That's it, Egil politely asked the French messenger to bring Joan of Arc a few gifts, one of which was the latest style of Gothic Castle silk evening dress and a full set of jewelry to match it. In addition, there was a gold one with gems inlaid, but it didn't look like a weapon'.

The messenger was a little confused, and then went back, told Joan of Egil's words truthfully, and handed over the gift to Joan of Arc. The other generals had no special thoughts. They were just surprised that Egil was so big-handed. Also, he asked Joan of Arc's figure before, and he could take out his clothes after his feet. Norman's tailor-built bunker, etc. (In fact, the actual situation was that Egil was a little surprised. The other party looked similar to his wife's figure. So Egil just used a ready-made dress). In addition, he felt that the stick seemed to have seen the shape of something, but he just couldn't remember it.

"It is used to drive sheep. Because it is usually wooden sticks, and this one is gold, it can't be seen." Joan of Arc was a shepherd girl at least, and the "props" she used before are naturally more familiar than a group of French generals who came from nobles. Seeing the generals showing a sudden expression, Joan of Arc felt moved and thought: The other party was probably reminding me of my identity, a woman, and a farmer girl who made a living by shepherding. This is to attack the morale of our soldiers.

"I think our farm girl should go back and behave like a sheep."

Speaking of which, similar sounds have appeared in the French army.

When Joan of Arc thought this way, he looked at the two gifts with disdainful eyes. Then he pulled out the pure white sword from his waist and cut the silk evening dress, golden stick, the gift box that placed them and the table under the gift box, into two halves.
Chapter completed!