Chapter 694 (1/2)
”Do you believe this guy?”
High up in the sky, in the clouds, the nine headed snakes formed by the black fog form a huge snake array.
Marguerite III and Joe stand in the snake formation of the nine headed snake. The chaos and evil laws are all around them. They turn into a lot of invisible barriers, isolating the outside world from the possible peeping.
Margaret III is very straightforward, asked Joe about the gatekeeper seven.
”The old man... Is too ugly.” Joe rubbed his nose hard.
He frowned, pondered for a while, then shook his head: ”but, undeniably, he is very powerful... And the way he proposed is the only way we have now.”
Margaret III was silent.
In the clouds, a hailstone about the size of a horse carriage quickly condenses, and then falls to the ground with the sound of breaking wind.
Below is the coalition line, where dozens of soldiers from the Republic of Gaul are panting to reinforce a field gun. Huge hailstones came down from the sky and smashed the 380 millimetre mortar they were looking after.
The soldiers uttered a cry of despair, and then with a certain joy of relief, they ran into the nearest bunker as fast as they could with their hands on the thickened helmets on their heads and the beating of hail the size of eggs.
The mortar they were responsible for was destroyed by natural disasters
As artillery, their mission is complete!
”They don't have much morale anymore.” Marguerite III nodded slowly: ”except for the lucians, those guys, as long as they give them a bottle of bad wine, they can still rush up and chop those abyss creatures with enthusiasm.”
”In addition to the lucians, even our soldiers, our proud nobles, they all...”
”Morale is running out. It's a dangerous sign.”
”So, Joe, no matter what this guy says is true or false... Let's just think that they are the guardians of medland. They wake up from their long sleep to help us fight against natural disasters, against the returning gods, against this damned abyss!”
”Although, from the instinct of an emperor, I can feel that the elder No. 7's words are a little untrue.”
”But as it is, we can only trust him for the time being.”
Marguerite III patted Joe on the chest, iron gray eyes staring at Joe: ”you can believe some of his words... But never trust him.”
After a moment's silence, Margaret III said in a deep voice, ”especially to your grandfather.”
She turned her lips and said in a cold voice: ”a man who can abandon his wife and daughter for the sake of the so-called restoration of the country and never return, smell the smell of blood and rush back to usurp benefits after many years... A man like scum is not trustworthy!”
Joe blinked and looked straight at Margaret III: ”you mean, his highness Salian, he...”
Margaret III's face turned black.
She was silent for a moment, and said cleanly: ”yes, Sally, and his damned father, my son Ferdinand... Including Conrad and Frederick, they are all scum of men!”
With a smile, Marguerite III flicked Joe's nose: ”but, Joe, I know that you are a kind, honest and honest child... I believe that you will not do harm...”
Margaret III pointed down to the company soldiers who were struggling to strengthen their positions in the muddy and stagnant trenches: ”look at them. You won't do anything harmful to these children, will you?”
Joe clenched his right fist and tapped on his heart.
”Go, then, and let's go!” Marguerite III looked at the castle where Qiao Xuan and the gatekeeper No. 7 lived: ”the treasure of the suffering Knights... I didn't expect that they would put that kind of thing in that treasure.”