Valkyrie Europa

Chapter 426 Stop Talking

Chapter 426 Stop Talking
"Sophie, why are you here?" D'Artagnan went up to meet her and asked with concern.

"I want to ask you something." Miss Sophie spoke coldly without showing much emotion.

"Oh? What?" But D'Artagnan was still very enthusiastic: "Don't stand up, sit down and talk, sit down and talk."

The two sat opposite each other, and Miss Sophie said slowly: "Over the years, we in France have finally regained some vitality, the economy and people's livelihood are developing well, and the army has almost made up the number of people, although they are still recruits. , but at least compared with other countries in terms of numbers, it is not inferior. But the most important thing is high-end force! We still have too few martial arts masters in France! Although Lord Roland is strong, he is not as good as us. The relationship has always been bad, and it’s okay to help defend against intruders. In other words, it’s just that he can’t do anything. And if you’re alone, it still can’t solve the key problem.”

"What do you mean? What is the key question?" D'Artagnan frowned: "You know our relationship well. You don't need to beat around the bush, just say it directly."

"I think you know what your majesty looks like now. It's not an exaggeration to say that you are heartbroken. The reason is precisely the defeat. The succession ceremony, the Royal Navy, and especially the final battle on the Rhine River It can be said that every failure has stabbed a knife in His Majesty's heart." Miss Sophie said sadly: "The reason for all these failures is that we in France lack enough Martial Saints. By!"

"What do you mean?" D'Artagnan stretched out his voice, but still understood.

"Yes, if you want to untie His Majesty's heart knot and cheer him up again, we must have more Martial Saints in France!" Miss Sophie said firmly.

"I understand this too, but it's not an easy task!" D'Artagnan explained: "We don't have any top-notch martial arts academy in France, although our musketeer team is good, with complete exercises and training methods , but it is not that simple to cultivate a strong warrior at the martial saint level. Not to mention talent and aptitude, hard work or not, even the few people I am most optimistic about now need at least ten years to break through to the martial saint level.

more than a year!This is still a case where everything is going well! "

"What about recruiting other Martial Saints?" Miss Sophie asked, "Is there any way?"

"That's even more difficult." D'Artagnan spread his hands: "Martial saint-level masters can't be recruited casually. They are extraordinary and holy. It can be said that they are no longer ordinary people. The wealth and power we promised are often In fact, they don't pay attention to them, and the same conditions can be offered by us in France, and other countries can also offer them, and they can get the highest treatment anywhere, so why come to us in France?"

After a pause, he continued: "Besides, how can there be so many martial arts masters on the mainland to recruit for us? As the highest symbol of a country's military power, they are often the guardian martial arts of a certain country, enjoying the benefits of all citizens. Love and support, they will not betray the country for such a petty gain, and come to our France. Like those wandering warriors who travel around the world, they are even more like dragons, and they can’t meet them even if they meet them. What they are pursuing is also the improvement of martial arts, and it will not stay. It can only be said that the situation of witches is almost non-existent. And you can see the result, after all, they are demons and heretics. They have been wiped out, if they recruit other evil spirits, who knows if the Holy See will attack again?"

"Then you mean you can only cultivate it by yourself?" Miss Sophie looked depressed, with the corners of her eyes drooping.

"Yes, this is the most common method in the entire continent, and it is also the only method!" D'Artagnan confirmed with a serious face: "Cooperating with evil spirits will cause endless troubles after all!"

"But if you cultivate it by yourself, it will take too long, and you will never be able to meet His Majesty's expectations!" Miss Sophie said in a resentful voice, with a look of sadness on her face.

"But this is reality!" D'Artagnan comforted: "Why don't I hope that France will become stronger, that His Majesty will recover, and that you will not have to work so hard all the time? The key is that this problem cannot be solved in a short time. ! And we have no other way!"

"Okay, I understand." Miss Sophie nodded, and was about to get up and leave.

"By the way, have you paid attention to what happened in Germany?" D'Artagnan said suddenly.

"What do you mean?" Miss Sophie sat down again, and asked puzzledly, "Isn't it just a coup? We don't have the ability to participate in it. Is there anything worthy of attention?"

"Yes, this is indeed a coup, but it is not an ordinary coup!" D'Artagnan explained: "We also fought against Germany at the beginning, and you know their strength. Do you think that some random rebellious party can defeat the regular army, defeat those German warrior saints, and capture Berlin?"

"Oh? What do you mean?" Miss Sophie was puzzled.

"According to the reports from the spies of our Musketeers ambushing in Berlin, the German Communist Party that captured Berlin was not simple! They even had two martial saints! Two unknown people we have never heard of Martial Saints!" D'Artagnan explained in detail: "One of them died with the old German 'Dragon Slayer Martial Saint', while the other directly beheaded a hidden Martial Saint of the German royal family, and finally Victory is established!"

"Well, even if this party is extremely mysterious and powerful, what does it have to do with us?" Miss Sophie still didn't understand what d'Artagnan meant.

"The key is which two martial saints! These two martial saints use the same weapon, that is the knife!" D'Artagnan said.

"Knife?" Miss Sophie frowned, lost in thought.

So D'Artagnan continued: "Furthermore, according to our spy's report, he witnessed the two battles with his own eyes, and the knife used by the mysterious warrior who died with the old 'Dragon Slayer' was also very unusual. It is different from the common knives on the mainland!"

"What's the difference?" Miss Sophie's tone trembled.

"The knife is short and wide, according to the spy's description." D'Artagnan's voice was faint: "It is very similar to the kitchen knife used by Baron Leon! Moreover, it is said that the mysterious warrior looks very Young, I suspect."

"Stop talking!" Suddenly, Mademoiselle Sophie snarled, interrupting d'Artagnan's words.

"Stop talking." Miss Sophie repeated again, but in a softer voice.

"Stop talking." The voice softened again, but before she knew it, tears were streaming down her face.

(End of this chapter)

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