Let me introduce you, this is my girlfriend, the Israeli boxing champion

"When you were discussing yesterday, you didn't even tell us? I was so angry that I was shaking all over. I was sweating all over and my hands and feet were cold in the hot weather. Will Chaldea ever get better? What on earth can our Master do to satisfy you!"

Are you so skilled at setting up incense? Who taught you?

"Anyway, next time this happens, you must involve us!"

After saying this, she immediately got into the cabin. With the arrival of the last person, the ship downstream was finally able to set off and head to Rouen downstream.

"Well, Chief, are we going a little too far?"

"Indeed, a new Master is also a Master, and it is wrong to ignore his psychological feelings."

"Then I'll be leaving first. I'll leave Ritsuka and the others in my care." After he cut off the communication with Chaldea, Olga Marie, who wanted to say something, smiled bitterly when she saw the screen go black.

"Not a single word of sloppiness at all. What a strange magician. Should I call him an 'alien'?"

"But I didn't expect that Mr. Siegfried would choose to stay. Is it Ritsuka's idea?" Alvin, who wanted to leave, stopped after seeing the dragon slayer appear in spirit form.

"Yes, Mr. Alvin, I will be your bodyguard for the next period of time. This is what the Master told me."

Ritsuka was exaggerating about the strength of this bodyguard. But isn't it a big deal if we don't have such a strong fighter?

At this time, on the boat on the Seine, the fully modified small wooden boat was "moving forward at a slow speed" beyond the speed of the times. After the boat sailed out of Paris, Voltaire was puzzled about "Fujimaru Ritsuka" itself.

According to Alvin, this was an extremely ordinary person who only had a limited understanding of many things and was the kind of person who had strayed into this world. But after meeting him, he didn't think so.

Apart from the fact that she has no magic power at all, she is much better than those magicians who are obsessed with "going back to the starting point" in many aspects, and there is one thing that is most surprising.

——No matter good or evil, almost everyone can find more or less common points in her. In any era, this would be soaked in formaldehyde.

"Mr. Voltaire, what impression do you have of Rouen?"

"Madame Bovary? Although I haven't read it, when I was still in the throne of heroes, Flaubert promoted his works to everyone he met. However, since I borrowed Maupassant's Boule de Suif at that time, I didn't have time to read this 'masterpiece'."

"That sentence reveals a lot of information. Are all the people on the Throne of Heroes neighbors, Dr. Roman?"

"I can't answer that question because I'm just a doctor."

Even though he knew that Matthew was asking casually, Romani couldn't help but feel nervous when answering this question.

Can you imagine a scenario where three people with EX clairvoyance sit together and play cards and all of them cheat?

By the end of the game, there were three more decks of cards!

The result was that I was banned from entering the casino by the lady boss of a Royal Casino...

The evil system of collective responsibility!

I just want to play guessing game!

Carrying all the dissatisfaction from the past, Romani poured out all his resentment on the keyboard, and the sound he poured out on the keyboard was so loud that the entire control room could hear it.

"What's wrong with Romani? Can our Chaldean keyboard make such a loud noise?"

"The Chaldean keyboard is made up of three layers of conductive film, which uses electronic sensors instead of mechanical modules. It is impossible to make such a loud sound according to common sense."

"--smashing the keyboard like Liszt smashed the piano?"

"This is the only explanation that makes sense."

In a hotel in Versailles, Robespierre looked a little strange. This young man, whom Marat regarded as his successor, lost his rationality for the first time.

All these changes can be attributed to the "assistant" Alvin brought today.

"...the will of the people reflects the will of the constitution. The law is the 'public opinion' of all France. Everyone is equal before the law, and the monarch cannot be above the law. This is our bottom line."

After Lafayette read out his opinion, he felt uncomfortable and confused by Robespierre's strange look: "Maximilien, is there anything strange in this?"

"No, it's all right, sir."

What should he say?

Is the man sitting next to Madame Roland, claiming to be his assistant, the late Jean-Jacques Rousseau himself? Rather than saying he is the man himself, it would be more convincing to say he is the illegitimate son of that gentleman. I wonder which confidante he is from...

Robespierre's actions naturally did not escape Rousseau's eyes. He had an impression of this young man from a lawyer's family. He remembered that he had advised him to learn to hide. But now it seems that he had completely turned a deaf ear to his advice.

"Is this why you asked me to stay?"

"That's right. Look at how he looks now. He is completely different from how he was that day. Have you thought of a reason to deal with it then? Could he really be a bastard?"

"That's absolutely impossible. They should be in Rouen by now."

"Almost. I hope nothing unexpected happens."

The bright afternoon in Versailles was comfortable. After Salieri's tireless urging, Amadeus finally started writing the second movement of the Requiem. Her Majesty the Queen was trying to do something for the country.

After the Seine River had seen three sunsets, the ships sailing downstream finally saw the symbolic Baroque spires of Rouen and the streets that were so familiar to Joan of Arc.

"The ports of cities along the Seine River are all inside the city, so we must dock the ship at the city's pier before we can disembark." When Voltaire was explaining to Ritsuka and the others who had just arrived, revelation played its due role at this time.

"Everyone be careful, something is wrong in Rouen."

"Saint, what happened in Rouen?"

Joan of Arc did not answer, but closed her eyes and felt the city with her heart.

"Let's drive into the city first."

Soon, they got the answer when they got onto the dock, although they were originally confused.

It's so quiet.

Here, no, this city is too quiet.

“The streets are so quiet.”

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Chapter 119 Eloim Essaim!

The city's piers still remain, with metal anchors covered in cobwebs, broken yet lifelike, retaining the glory of a former wealth distribution center. But the piers have long been abandoned, and the bustling events of the past are almost like a dream, with no trace left.

"how so......?"

"Let's search the nearby streets first to see if there are any survivors."

As the commander, Chaldea should have pointed out the direction for the lost Masters at this time, but unfortunately they should not have done so.

"anyone there?"

"Excuse me, is there anyone here?"

"Everything in the supermarket next door is half price!"

When Li Xiang walked out of the last resident's house on the street, he finally accepted the fact that "the people in the city have disappeared."

"Where have all the people gone..." Ophelia stood at the crossroads, looking around at every open door. The rooms were spotless, and some tables were filled with fruit and food for the guests. Time seemed to be banned in this city.

Mashu accidentally stepped on a puppet in the room, and she picked it up and found that the doll was broken. White threads could be seen in the broken arm, and the doll's smile looked very strange to Mashu, as if it was looking at her.

The graffiti on the wall was crooked and looked like something very important, but Mashu spent a long time trying to figure out what it meant. Helplessly, she sent the message to Chaldea.

Roses of the universe.

Il ya plein de Playboy dans sa poche.

Cendres, cendres.

On those tombs.

"What does this mean?" Romani released the recognized words, hoping that someone in the control room knew what it meant.

"Dr. Roman, we have searched the nearby blocks, and they are all empty. Mr. Voltaire suggests that we go to the square in the city center to check." Ritsuka's figure appeared in front of everyone.

"Then let's go and take a look. We have some clues here, but we are still confused at the moment. Be careful."

"Hi, this is the almighty genius Da Vinci-chan, how can I help you? Romani, what is this?"

As the door of the control room opened, a passing genius came to visit the set with lunch in his hands and happened to see Romani looking helplessly and furiously at those lines of words.

"Isn't this French? We don't have any French people in Chaldea, do we?"

"Old English and modern English are not the same language. If you know anything about Leonardo da Vinci, come on."

She stood up, then walked around behind Da Vinci, took the meal from the cafeteria, and pushed her into the seat.

"Then I'll leave it to you!" Romani picked up his lunch and ran away under Da Vinci's fatherly look.

"This guy, I guess he went to the archives room. Really, don't you know when to stop..." She leaned back in her chair, looked at the ceiling and sighed.

"You are the only one who can tolerate her like this." She began to interpret these four short lines.

On the deserted street, there were only a few people walking around, their shadows stretching and shortening back and forth, and the lights were dim, yet emitting a strong glow.

"This situation seems familiar..." Li Xiang began to search for similar scenes in her mind. Countless pictures flashed through her mind, and the one that finally stopped was a photo with a Ferris wheel.

"Aoife, do you know anything about Chernobyl?"

"A nuclear reactor accident at the Chernobyl Nuclear Power Plant in Soviet Ukraine. The accident is considered the worst nuclear power accident in history and the city of Pripyat was abandoned as a result."

"This is the human history part, and the magic history part is very simple. It's just some small tricks used by the head of the mineral department to find lapis lazuli."

"Anything else to say?"

They looked at each other, one was speechless, the other was confused.

Did I say anything wrong?

The girl with long brown hair didn't seem to notice what the problem was.

"What you mean is that the situation in Rouen is very similar to Chernobyl, but the situations on both sides are indeed quite similar."

"Ritsuka, pay attention! I have just interpreted what Mashu's scan meant!" Da Vinci in front of the screen frowned deeply, took a breath, and then sighed twice.

"The situation in Rouen this time may be very troublesome."

"What Matthew scanned on the wall was the French version of a nursery rhyme, and this is the translation." Da Vinci cleared his throat and sang it in English.

Ring around the rosy?

Pocket full of posies?

Ashes, ashes?

we all fall down?

"Da Vinci you can go to the choir now."

"Although what Mashu said is right, I still feel embarrassed, hey." She stuck out her tongue. She had all the elements in place except for the cell phone, but she soon sat up straight and warned them.

"The name of the nursery rhyme is Ring Around The Rosy. The rose wreath is a skin lesion and an early symptom of infection with the Black Death. The rose bouquet symbolizes the fate of being infected with the plague. Sneezing indicates that the condition is getting worse. 'We all fell down' symbolizes 'death'. By the way, in order to cover up the smell of the corpse, roses would be used to cover it. People attending the funeral would also wear roses on their chests, resulting in a new round of cycles."

"In short, be careful—"

Before Da Vinci could finish her words, the prompt of lost signal link appeared in front of her. For the first time, she experienced the helpless and furious feelings of Olga Marie and Romani every time the link was disconnected in the middle of their words.

"Cazzo!!!!"

Romani, who was studying French in the archives, was eating while studying when Leonardo da Vinci's angry voice made her hands tremble and she almost splashed soup on the books.

"Come on, Da Vinci, this is the only way you can go. I hope I don't have to ask someone to fix this thing when I get back."

Romani expressed her spiritual support and sympathy for Leonardo, but in her heart she was laughing wildly.

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"Tsk, the signal was lost at this very moment."

When the human power was burning, Chaldeas and Sheba had power outages from time to time. After finally repairing it, it froze up again, and there was a guy who was still talking.

Ahhhh, I'm so angry!

At this moment, the sounds of accordion and bards were heard from the square in the city center. Without anyone reminding them, they ran in the direction of the sound.

There was only one person in the square. He was wearing dark blue clothes with stripes on them. He looked like the attire of some magical force.

"Autour des roses~?"

“Il ya plein de Playboy dans sa poche~?”

"Cendres, cendres~?"