Valkyrie Europa

Chapter 90 The Unknown Future

The Paris Rose School of Fencing, the small building at the top.

The meeting room in the small building is not small, but it is already full of people standing there.

Most of them had bloodstains on their bodies, some were wearing full-body armor, and some were wearing bandages. It was obvious at a glance that they had just come down from the battlefield.

People kept coming into the small building and into the conference room. As the number of people increased, the conference room became noisy.

At this time, a strong man in heavy armor shouted loudly: "President Sophie, you sent someone to tell us to come here after the city was broken. We came, and you didn't say a word. What do you mean? What if If there is nothing else, let me go first, there is a shortage of people at Ximen right now."

Following the strong man's opening, the conference room fell silent, and everyone turned their attention to the girl in white standing among the crowd.

That's Miss Sophie.

Miss Sophie cleared her throat, and said directly: "The sharpshooter warrior who appeared in the west is a fake, she can't save France."

"How do you know? This is obviously the effect that can only be achieved by practicing the Rose God Gun," someone asked in disbelief.

"She is a saint of the Holy See, and she practices the Book of James in the Twelve Gospels. She is best at imitating various martial arts." Miss Sophie explained.

"Holy See? What do they want?" A middle-aged man holding a bow asked in a deep voice.

"It's nothing more than the establishment of a divine kingdom on the ground. The general plan is to help drive away the British, and then support the puppet to take over." Miss Sophie's tone was not serious.

"A puppet? His Majesty the Emperor is still in power. How can they support a puppet? How can a random puppet be recognized by us?" asked an old man in aristocratic attire.

"This puppet should be familiar to everyone. It is His Majesty's younger brother, Prince Louis. As for His Majesty and other royal families." Miss Sophie was silent for a while: "It will probably be cleaned up."

"What? Clean up?" The burly man in heavy armor was stunned for a moment, and then shouted: "I'm going to the Grand Palace to protect His Majesty, who will go with me?"

"Too late!" Miss Sophie interrupted him.Then he continued: "Presumably, His Excellency the Patriarch has brought people to the Grand Palace now, and it is too late to rush there now."

"Why didn't you say so earlier!" The burly man in heavy armor burst into anger.

"It's useless to say it earlier. The power of the Holy See is far stronger than you imagined. You people can't save His Majesty the Emperor." Miss Sophie's tone was cold.

"No, I remember that your Marceau family also supported Prince Louis at the beginning. Isn't it just when your family is in power this time? Why do you tell us these things?" The old man in the noble dress was puzzled.

"Our family did not support Prince Louis back then, but that lord, and that lord supported Prince Louis, so our family supported Prince Louis." Miss Sophie continued to explain.

"Then why did you come here for us? To help spread the news and expose the conspiracy of the Holy See?" The middle-aged man with a bow asked loudly.

"Of course not. We still need the power of the Holy See to help drive away the Brits. At this time, we can't tear ourselves apart. We can't beat the Holy See with just a few of us." Miss Sophie dismissed his thoughts.

"Then why did you call us here?" The middle-aged man with a bow asked everyone's thoughts.

"Everyone is the most reliable group of people I can find. I hope you can gather all your subordinates and go to a place with me!" Miss Sophie looked around and met everyone's eyes: "Follow me Go to Elba!"

"Where are you going? Why? The island is full of heavy prisoners?" The old man in aristocratic dress had doubts on his face.

"France is already in turmoil, and it is about to fall. Now, only that lord can save France! And that lord was not executed at the beginning! He is now on the island of Elba!" Miss Sophie's voice became louder and louder, and finally turned into a There was a thunderclap: "I want you to follow me to meet our real emperor!"

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The luxurious Grand Palais, the residence of the French emperor.

The palace has completely turned into a hell. Countless figures wrapped in black robes haunt the entire palace, setting off a brutal massacre.

The palace guards were risking their lives to resist these sudden enemies, but they were far behind in terms of numbers and strength.

Guards were killed constantly, blood slowly soaked the gorgeous carpets, innocent women and children were massacred, leaving bloodstains on the walls.

As time progressed, the killers in black robes slowly pushed forward to a gorgeous door, which was the bedroom of His Majesty the Emperor.

However, a figure blocked everyone. He was wearing black armor and holding a black spear. It was the actual leader of the Musketeers: de Treville.

In the gorgeous bedroom, the middle-aged Emperor His Majesty is giving a final order to a man in black kneeling on one knee: "This is our last hope for France! You must send this letter to Rocamadour safely and intact. Er, there is also this ring, which is a token, and only when you see it will the lord see you. Be sure to give the letter to the lord!"

"I promise, I will use my life to guarantee that the letter will be delivered! But, it is you, Your Majesty." The man in black's voice was a little choked up.

"Nothing but, the Holy See is here for me. Only after I die can they carry out their despicable and shameless plan! You, go, go, or it will be too late!" His Majesty the Emperor waved his hand and repelled him. A loyal shadow.

The man in black kowtowed three times, then jumped up to the ceiling, lifted one of the pieces, got in and disappeared.

The middle-aged emperor sat blankly for a while, opened the secret compartment by the head of the bed, took out a spear, and sighed: "Oh, I haven't seen you for many years, old man, let's have a good fight one last time."

Outside the bedroom door, a flaming rose was burning.

It was surrounded by people in black robes who had fallen all over the ground.

However, more men in black robes came up and surrounded the place heavily.

Suddenly, the surrounding men in black slowly separated to make way.

Without hiding his figure or concealing his identity, His Excellency the Patriarch in red, holding a golden scepter, crossed the road and stood in front of the gate.

"Oh, it turned out to be Master Treville. I knew that the three boys under your command are all martial saints. How could you be the captain not a martial saint?" The white-haired old man had a loving smile on his face. .

"I knew it, Richelieu, all of this was your conspiracy! You leaked the information! You killed the three of them! It was you who wanted to destroy France!" the man in the flames roared.

"Oh, I did it before, but what about Aramis? If you make a move, you can save him." The red-robed patriarch still had a smile on his face.

"My duty is to defend the palace! Protect His Majesty the Emperor!" A firm and bitter voice came from the flames.

"That's it, then I think, today you can relieve yourself of this responsibility, and you can happily accompany the three of them." Dahong's robe slipped down silently, revealing a bright red soft armor.

"Come on!" The black-armored knight in the flames roared, the flames were raging, and the red flames were like blazing.

The Patriarch walked forward slowly and raised the scepter high.

Suddenly, the golden scepter plunged straight into the ground, pouring out violent and incomparable energy, smashing everything that blocked it!
The secret of the Holy See, the peerless staff technique.

Moses parted the sea!

(End of this chapter)