Continental Warriors Yoo Ma

"I'm tired of being a man's accessory. It sounds good to be a widow who has power and wealth and can control her own destiny." Mrs. Anne said.

"In this case, when you return to England, I will try my best to help you so that you can gain a firm foothold in London. Now that the domestic political situation in England is turbulent, this is a good opportunity for you to win over others and strengthen your strength. But remember , don’t get involved in the mess of the royal family.”

Today Henry VI is still receiving treatment at Mont Saint-Michel, unconscious.The prospect of the Lancaster family ruling the kingdom is murky.In case the little king died earlier than in history, the conflict between the York family and the Lancaster family, the descendants of Plantagenet, would inevitably escalate.At that time, I am afraid that the civil war in which the nobles killed a lot of people will break out.

Although it was a good opportunity to interfere in England at that time, Ma Youfu did not want his lover to be involved in the cruel struggle for royal power.

"I understand."

Listening to the man's earnest instructions, Mrs. Anne secretly sighed in her heart.

She doesn't really have any desire for power.If possible, she would rather marry Ma Youfu, give him a few children, and spend a stable and happy life as a good wife who conforms to the morality of the traditional Seven Sages.

But the identities of the two of them determined that this was impossible.

It is impossible for the most powerful nobleman under a king of France to marry a widow.

Therefore, she can only settle for the next best thing, try to play her role as much as possible, and help Ma Youfu realize his ambition.

Who told this man to have gradually captured his heart?

The two chatted for a while, and Ma Youfu's hands began to be dishonest again.

"Isn't that enough just now?" Mrs. Anne's breathing began to become rapid, and her words were filled with embarrassment and anticipation, "Shall we go back first? What if someone else sees it..."

Her words were like a prophecy, and they were immediately fulfilled. As soon as she finished speaking, the door of the confession room was opened, and a bright and attractive young woman walked in.

"Ah!" Madam Anne, who was sitting in Ma Youfu's arms with her long skirt rolled up to her waist, suddenly screamed and wanted to stand up.

Unexpectedly, Ma Youfu hugged her tightly and said, "Annie, let me introduce you. This is Baroness Margaret. She has a business and wants to talk to you..."

Therefore, under the witness of the goddess of life Kailin, the three completed a sacred activity of praising life, and reached a business agreement to sell maltose to England.

……

Two days later Lady Anne returned to London.Ma Youfu sent twelve guards to accompany her to England.These people are not only used to deter some ill-intentioned Xiaoxiao who want to use despicable methods to seize the widow's inheritance, they are also used to declare Ma Youfu's identity as the "protector of the Duke of Bedford's widow".

In addition, Dada, a halfling who runs a maltose business for the Queen of France, is also in the team heading to London.It is inconvenient for Mrs. Anne to intervene in business affairs, which will be completed by him.

In Rouen, dealing with various territorial affairs and learning spells at the same time, Ma Youfu lived a leisurely life for a week. A letter from Joan of Arc broke the peaceful daily life.

"The letter from a week ago arrived today?" Ma Youfu wondered, looking at the date on the envelope.

Mont Saint-Michel is only more than 200 kilometers away from Rouen in a straight line. If the courier works fast, the letter can be delivered in one day, and it will be even faster if the carrier pigeon is used.A letter was seven days late, unreasonable.

"I don't know, my lord. The pigeon just arrived today. I delivered the letter without delay." The servant shrugged.

Knowing that he couldn't ask any questions, Ma Youfu waved his hand to let the servant leave. With doubts in his heart, he began to read Joan's letter.

There was nothing important in the letter, just what she had seen and heard in Mont Saint-Michel, and her daily life.

"After all-out treatment, Henry VI's condition has gradually improved. It is said that in a few days, the soul will be repaired and then revived. It's just that this is just a 'repair', not a 'healing'. Even if you wake up, the missing The king of England who has lost part of his soul may degenerate to a certain extent in terms of intelligence and cognition. With such a king, England is likely to fall into chaos like France in the time of Charles VI, and even civil war... Seven Saints Bless the people of England..."

As a former anti-British pioneer, Joan's attitude towards England is roughly "An Englishman who does not invade France is a good Englishman".Now that the Hundred Years' War is over, she always stands on the side of the common people. It is normal for her to worry that the situation in England may cause civilians to be ravaged by the flames of war.

Under the teaching of Ma Youfu, this former illiterate village girl from Lorraine also has an "international perspective".

The girl is quite satisfied with her life in the Mont Saint-Michel Abbey, except for dealing with the pilgrims whose eyes are full of admiration every day, everything is fine.

"...my favorite thing to do every day is to watch the spectacle of the high tide in the hilltop courtyard after the bells have rung eight times at night. The power of nature is so amazing, it made me realize how small I am for the first time..."

Mont Saint-Michel has a special terrain. It is an isolated island two kilometers away from the mainland. When the tide is low, it is connected to the land through tidal flats, and when the tide is high, it is completely surrounded by sea water.

It is precisely because of the special terrain that during the Hundred Years' War, it was able to continue to resist the English when Normandy fell completely.

Reading Joan's letter, Ma Youfu felt that something was wrong.

He frowned, digging through his memory.

Suddenly, a flash of light flashed in my mind!He got up immediately and took out a notebook from the bookshelf.It recorded all kinds of information he and Donatello obtained when investigating the New World Order.

"First shipment, Day of Rose Withering, 2000 to 2200."

"The second shipment, Mother's Cry Day, 2030 to 2200."

"The third batch of goods, the bloody day, 2010 to 2300."

"The fourth shipment, black rat outbreak day, 2000 to 0000."

This is the information found from Bishop Bowen's home. Ma Youfu has thought about it many times, but he still can't figure it out.But now, he has a new discovery.

Those four digits should be the time.Although Ma Youfu didn't know where the cultists learned the special timing method for the later generations of the army, it suddenly became clear to make inferences based on this basis.

The four batches of goods all started around [-]:[-] p.m., and it took one and a half hours to four hours to complete the transportation.

This coincides very well with the time when the tide at Mont Saint-Michel rises in the letter from Joan of Arc.

After high tide, Mont Saint-Michel needs to rely on boats to pass through, and the mysterious big pirate "Son of Salt Mist" happened to be deeply involved with the New World Religion.

Ma Youfu felt that he was getting closer to the truth.

The only question is, as the holy land of the Seven Saints, is Mont Saint-Michel so easy to be touched by cults?

The matter is of great importance. Since I have doubts in my heart, the best way is to investigate it myself.Ma Youfu made up his mind and acted immediately.

He first wrote a letter to Donatello to inform his guess, and then gathered his men and went to Mont Saint-Michel.

Two days later in the afternoon, Ma Youfu arrived at the nearest settlement to Mont Saint-Michel with his own golem, the elite elf ranger An Wen, and fifteen elite guards headed by the orc O'Rourke Point - Bova Village.

The geographical conditions of Mont Saint-Michel are very special, so this village, which faces the holy mountain across the sea, has become a resting place for pilgrims and a transit point for supplies.

Because of the victory of the Hundred Years War and Joan of Arc, there was an endless stream of pilgrims coming to Mont Saint-Michel, and Bois Village should have been a lively scene.But when Ma Youfu arrived, he unexpectedly found that the village was deserted and deserted.

After wandering around the village, An Wen took out a plate of spoiled food from the tavern and said, "Based on the current temperature and the degree of spoilage, these foods should have been made a week ago."

"A week ago, what happened here?" Ma Youfu looked at the Mont Saint-Michel in the distance.

The golden statue of the Archangel Michel stands on the steeple of the church on the top of the mountain, shining in the sunset.

Since there is no clue after investigation, instead of continuing to speculate, it is better to go directly to Mont Saint-Michel to find out.

Thinking of this, Ma Youfu gave an order, and a group of people walked along the tidal flats to the lonely mountain that seemed to stand between the sea and the sky in the distance.

Just go all the way, came to the foot of the mountain.

"I still haven't seen anyone, it's so strange." The elf girl looked around, her brows slightly frowned.

"us……"

Just as Ma Youfu opened his mouth, there was a sudden rumbling vibration from the ground, and a green beam of light gushed out from the spire of the monastery on the top of the mountain!

In an instant, the entire mountain was shrouded in a strange green light.

The next moment, the vision disappeared suddenly, and the guards around Ma Youfu, as well as An Wen, all disappeared without a trace.

Ma Youfu looked at himself, and found that his body was covered with a layer of golden light that swayed like a flame.He looked at the golden flame imprint on his hand, which became more and more radiant, and he knew it clearly.

If it weren't for this layer of protection, he might have disappeared without a trace under the green light like everyone else.

It's useless to think about anything else at this time. Only by going to the top of the mountain to find out, can we solve the mystery.

Ma Youfu climbed along the winding and narrow stone road.There are crowded stone buildings on both sides of the road. Under the increasingly dim light, the blue-black walls give people an increasingly oppressive feeling.

After the sky completely darkened, Ma Youfu finally reached the top of the mountain.

Guided by the faint lights, he came to the atrium of the monastery.This place was originally a garden of singing birds and fragrant flowers, but at this time it was transformed into a huge magic circle by the cultists.

Seventy-seven believers of the New World Order in black robes stood at key positions, shaking their bodies, looking as numb as puppets, and chanting strange incantations.The one in the center of the magic circle was Le Camus with a broken arm.He seemed to be asleep, half kneeling on the ground, motionless.

Beside him, there are four items that contain huge magical energy.

An ancient horsewhip.

A golden mask.

A bottle of gray powder.

A rod-shaped bronze implement.

Chapter 290 Six Apocalypse

It was the fourth morning after the Battle of Paris.

In the sound of the tide, Le Camus opened his eyes.

He was short of breath, his limbs were weak, and his body was covered in cold sweat, like a young sapling that had just experienced the devastation of a storm.

"My lord, did you have a nightmare?" the Abbot of St. Michael, who was standing by, asked cautiously.

The former abbot of St. Michel had already defected to England and fled to London.The person who manages this holy place today is just an unlucky guy who took over temporarily. In the past, he was just a low-level monk in charge of planting hops.

However, it is precisely for this reason that the New World Order can easily control it, and then infiltrate the entire monastery step by step, and finally transform everyone living in the Holy Mountain—including the more than 100 French knights who took refuge A puppet without free will, driven by the Order of the New World.

No one would have imagined that the Holy Land of the Seven Saints in France would be taken advantage of by a group of cultists during the war and secretly controlled it.

The New World Religion has invested huge resources and taken great risks to take Mont Saint-Michel under its control, not because it is a so-called holy place.

It's because, under this holy mountain, there is a natural passage leading to the virtual world.

If divided by energy essence, this world can be divided into three layers.

The outermost layer is the universe of order.Here, energy flows and changes in an orderly manner under the constraints and planning of various laws.Therefore, energy can be converted into matter, can give birth to life, and can shape the lives of many intelligent creatures today, including the main material world and various planes, as well as gods and devils and other extraterritorial existences. It is colorful and stable. universe.

And the innermost world is a sea of ​​chaos.There are no laws here, only endless chaotic energy. This is the origin of the orderly universe, but it is also an absolute forbidden zone that cannot be perceived, observed, predicted, or touched.Even the gods cannot reach this original land.

The virtual world is a buffer zone between the chaotic ocean and the orderly universe.

There is violent and powerful chaotic energy raging here, and it is also affected by the law of order. The two phases are intertwined, forming a special scene in the imaginary world.

Because of the influence of chaotic energy, this place is grotesque, unpredictable, twisted and weird, full of all kinds of dangers beyond imagination.But because of the influence of the law of order, there are some paradoxical similarities with the order universe.

For example, somewhere in the void, a flame can light a firewood, but the flame may be cold.For example, somewhere in the void, water can turn into ice.But ice is a liquid, and water is a solid.

All in all, the virtual world is a place beyond the imagination of all intelligent creatures, where anything can happen and everything can exist.

Creatures born in such places are demons.

The demon referred to here is not the kind of evil force that exists as the mortal enemy of the righteous side in the traditional fantasy setting, with goat hooves and bat wings, first-born horns and flames from the mouth.

In this world, similar roles are filled by demons living in the Nine Nether Hells.

The demons born in the imaginary world are rooted in the forces of chaos bound by the laws of order.Of course, to put it another way, it is also possible to concretize the law of order infected by the forces of chaos.

Therefore, each demon has a different shape, ability, and personality.This point is recorded in the classics of the Seven Sages.

The only thing all demons have in common is that once they come to the world on the side of the order universe, they will cause huge damage due to their chaotic nature.

For example, during the uprising of the weavers in Ghent City, Bassot was transformed into a demon because of absorbing excessive chaotic energy.