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Chapter 88 France, your emperor is back!
One fine morning, a secret group of people visited Count Polan Walewski's mansion. The count's daughter, Isabella Walewski, was no longer surprised by this.

Ever since her cousin defected, a steady stream of French soldiers and civil servants have come to join them, with the least number being dozens and the most being hundreds. These French elites gathering at their home have caused quite a bit of trouble.

"Father, you know why these people came to our house."

"Of course I know, my lovely daughter. You want to ask me why I help them? Right?"

"Yes, father, we have nothing to do with the Napoleon family anymore, why should we help them?"

It doesn't matter?
The old count was amused by his daughter's words. The earldom title that had been passed down in the family till now was conferred by Napoleon himself. The reason why they could maintain an independent and detached position in the turbulent political whirlpool was that they could seek foreign aid from France at any time.

How can you say it doesn’t matter? It’s a huge deal.

The old earl did not answer this question. It was better not to know. This incident had too great an impact. If his daughter did not know and did not get involved, she could get away with it even if she failed in the future.

Isabella always felt unhappy every time she thought of this conversation that ended in vain. Today she was particularly unhappy, so she ran out early in the morning to ride a horse to relax.

Don't underestimate a count's family that has been passed down for more than two hundred years. In Poland, the Walewski family is the number one prestigious family. The well-known Napoleonic bloodline makes them extremely honorable, and it is very common for them to have a few BMWs at home.

The heroic female knight galloped across the grassland, while overhead, groups of fighter jets roared past and flew towards the territory of Ukraine.

"Miss, Miss, something big has happened!"

The maid's call made her hurried back to the castle. In the castle's conference room, Isabella found her father, and a news report was being repeated on TV.

The figure on the news was her defected cousin, Sigma Napoleon Bonaparte.

Sigma walked out of the sanctuary in high spirits and radiant look. Reporters who had been arranged by Napoleon's family rushed up to him and asked questions, but Sigma did not answer any questions. Instead, he took out a piece of paper and began to read the contents.

"People of France, your emperor is back!"

"At the call of Pope Chiron, I, Napoleon Bonaparte, Emperor of the First French Empire, and the noble Joan of Arc, return from hell to earth."

"After our discussion, I will rebuild the First French Empire here, and the Saint, Jeanne d'Arc, will serve as the Archbishop of the Empire."

"This decree is promulgated by my descendant, Sigmar Napoleon Bonaparte."

Afterwards, Sigma handed the parchment with the words on it to the French police who wanted to arrest him. These policemen were naturally arranged by Napoleon's family, otherwise why would they have respectfully accepted the parchment and watched Sigma return to the sanctuary? They would have shot him down long ago.

Isabella stared at the news in amazement, "Father, is this true?"

"Of course it's true. Minos of the Underworld can summon Hannibal from the underworld, so why can't Chiron of the Sanctuary summon the ancestors?"

The old earl walked behind his daughter and whispered, "And the ancestor has arrived. He is in the underground conference room."

"Really!"

Isabella asked in surprise, and the excitement in her eyes could not be concealed no matter what.

This is very normal. Napoleon is the source of glory for the Walewski family. Since him, children all over Europe have grown up listening to his stories. Now with the guarantee of the god Chiron, this Napoleon is 100% real.

Isabella's joy naturally reached its peak at being able to meet the ancestor she admired so much that she was about to faint from excitement just thinking about it.

The news just came out, why did Napoleon become such a big deal? Shouldn't he have become a Saint Seiya?

This was the plan that Napoleon and his men had made.

Let's go back to the moment when Napoleon and Joan of Arc first appeared. This is what happened.

As soon as Napoleon and Joan of Arc finished saying they would obey the summons, Sigma knelt down.

This shocked even Napoleon and Joan of Arc. Even if you, the summoner, need help from them, you wouldn't lower yourself to such a low level.

The reason why Sigmar knelt down was actually very simple. It was completely reasonable for him to kneel down to his own ancestor and the spiritual pillars of the French nation. No French person could hate Joan of Arc and Napoleon at the same time. If there was, then she would be stripped of her nationality and burned to death.

After Joan of Arc and Napoleon sensed the spiritual power, they found that the boy kneeling down was not their summoner, so this kneeling down must be no good thing.

Napoleon was frowning in thought, and Joan asked directly, "Um, sir, is there anything you want us to help you with?"

Sigmar concealed nothing and told all the French government's plans, including the government's hedging of bets.

This matter obviously cannot be hidden from Chiron and Minos, so it is better to say it openly.

"So that's how it is, you actually blew up Little Rome's tomb!"

Napoleon, who was 1 meters tall, grabbed Sigma's collar and lifted him up, and then he found that Sigma was really tall.

Calling Napoleon a dwarf was a slander. At 1 meters tall, he was definitely not short at the time. It was just that his old guards were all over 70 meters tall, which made him look like a dwarf.

Sigma was over 1 meters tall, and when Napoleon lifted him up, his legs were still bent.

Joan of Arc was amused by this scene and burst out laughing. Napoleon loosened his collar with a frown on his face.

Oh, forget it. The people are dead anyway. There’s nothing we can do about it. Let it be destroyed. I’m tired.

Chiron didn't care about France's plan. He just wanted to win the holy war. The rest didn't matter. But he didn't spend the effort to summon the two people to help others. Chiron put forward his own requirements: "One of you must stay in the Sanctuary, become a Saint, and help me win the holy war. And this kid must also stay in the Sanctuary."

There is no reason for him to let go of a good student who came to his door. The Saint Seiya is short of people, and having moral requirements is troublesome!

"What is Pope Chiron saying? We are from the Sanctuary. Didn't Sigmar say that Hannibal is training a mortal army? These people are the minions of Hades. The Sanctuary should also have such an army to fight them."

"We can't let the Saints do everything. If we do that, we'll have even fewer Saints who don't have the advantage in numbers."

……

After some analysis, Napoleon convinced Chiron and he agreed to guarantee the soon-to-be-rebuilt French Empire and provide some force support.

Sigma silently gave a thumbs up to Napoleon on the side. Who said that my ancestors didn’t understand diplomacy? Just look at the level of his verbal attacks. He is just like a group of diplomats!

"Well, since you said so, then you will be the one to go out and command the army."

"Of course. Among the four of us here, is there anyone who can fight against the wind besides me?"

It’s not that Napoleon looked down on the people here, but he was just so confident in the military field.

Hannibal? A scum who has been dead for two thousand years. I will kill him in seconds!
"Hey, I can fight, too!"

"Yes, Miss Jeanne, but in this situation it would be more appropriate for me to command the army."

Joan of Arc spoke out angrily, saying that she was also a good fighter.

Her military record in history is also impressive, but it is still far behind Napoleon. The most important thing is that what is needed now is a strategist, not a brave general, so Napoleon is indeed the most suitable candidate.

"Have you guys made your distribution?"

"Yes, Your Holiness."

"Sigma and Jeanne will stay in the Sanctuary and be called Saints. I will lead the mortal army to fight against Hannibal."

Chiron nodded. He had anticipated this result. He was not at ease letting a man who had once been an emperor stay in the Holy Land.

"Since the decision has been made, let's completely revive you first."

"How to do?"

The resurrection was indeed shocking, but now that even the souls had been summoned, resurrection was no big deal.

It’s just a pile of meat, Chiron can even give them a face.

Chiron led the three people to the highest point of the Papal Basilica. In the basilica, behind the Pope's throne, a sky-blue holy fire was burning.

Chiron pointed at the holy fire and said, "Jump in. As long as you are not burned to death, the holy fire will forge a body for you. Although it is not as good as the body of a demigod, it has enough potential and strength."

"Okay, I'll go first!"

Joan of Arc rushed into the sacred fire in one step, and neither Napoleon nor Sigma could stop her.

Weren't you burned to death? How could you be so brave?

Both Napoleon and Sigmar thought that Joan of Arc, who was burned at the stake, would resist this. Napoleon even planned to go up and set an example himself so that she wouldn't be so scared.

But they all underestimated Joan of Arc's inner strength. She always believed that her destiny was arranged by God, so she was never afraid of fire.

No one knew whether there was a God back then, but now there really is a God, so she plunged into the sacred fire.

Until she walked out of the sacred fire, her only feeling about it was that the temperature was not high enough to burn people to death.

"Well, I didn't expect you to be so pretty, Jeanne. Now that you have a body, are you interested in finding a husband? What do you think of Sigma?"

Previously, both of them were a ball of light and shadow in their soul state. Now, Joan of Arc, who has taken on a physical body, has regained her youthful appearance. She was only 19 years old when she died, at the peak of her youth and beauty.

As soon as Napoleon arrived, he tried to bring the two together, and they both lived in Bengbu.

Sigma didn't have the courage to cover his ancestor's mouth, so he could only squat in a corner, hoping that no one would see him.

Joan of Arc smiled awkwardly and replied, "Thank you for your kindness, but I am determined to serve my Lord and will not marry."

"Really? What a shame, a good woman became a nun."

Napoleon felt sorry for Joan of Arc because she met the liar God. Chiron kicked her into the holy fire and urged her: "Don't waste time. I'm very busy."

Napoleon also completed his incarnation in the sacred fire without making a sound. His feeling about this was that it was not as powerful as the cyanide used by that bastard England and it was not painful enough.

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