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

"That's a normal reaction." He sat down next to Napoleon and told his story to this artilleryman whose fate in the first half of his life was similar to his.

“In fact, this situation is not difficult to understand.”

"Take me as an example. I was born in Alsace, but when I was a child my father would often take me to the other side of the Rhine and point to the town on the other side."

"Look, kid, that's where dad and I used to live. Your grandparents live there."

"But Dad, why don't you go back to see grandpa and grandma?"

"You will know when you grow up."

On the other side of the Rhine is Germany, and the relationship between Germany and France is self-evident, but the relationship between the two sides of the Rhine cannot be explained in a few words.

The general said nothing, but just looked at Napoleon, as if waiting for his answer, but Napoleon didn't know how to answer. He suddenly realized how small and simple the problem of Corsica was in comparison.

"It seems that this question is still too difficult for you, but it doesn't matter. I look forward to the day when you give me an answer."

The general left, leaving Napoleon alone on the pier, and the workers who were leaving their shift sang the song that was originally called "The Battle Song of the Rhine Army."

“Allons enfants de la Patrie~?”

"Le jour de gloire est arrivé!"

"Contre nous de la tyrannie~?"

"L'étendard sanglant est levé..."

He suddenly wasn't so upset anymore.

"Let's go back."

This is a day in the life of Napoleon Buonaparte, ordinary yet enviable.

But after this day, everything changed.

What should I do if the leather case is damaged?

PS1: DNA should start playing automatically if this lyrics is placed here...

PS2: I guess we will have to take classes at home, and school might not start until April. I want to observe a moment of silence for those seniors.

PS3: There was an earthquake in Sichuan, it is really a turbulent time.

Chapter 133 Sister Sister, every encounter in this world is a long-lost reunion

"Mr. Voltaire, although I know that meeting Mr. Napoleon is an exciting thing, but..."

"But what?" While talking to Joan of Arc, Voltaire easily scored goal No. 3, but he missed the opportunity for the next one and shook his head with some regret.

"It's your turn, Emperor."

"learn."

Archer hit the hole-in-one without any hesitation.

"But Mr. Alvin is still in the hands of that other me!"

"Miss Jeanne, just look at the reactions of his companions."

She looked in the direction Voltaire pointed. Lixiang and the others were not as anxious and nervous as she had imagined. Instead, they pulled Matthew and Ophelia to play poker together, and even prepared a pen for some unknown purpose.

Aku Hinako leaned on the sofa, holding "Oedipus Rex" in her hands, continuing to maintain her already irreversible image. No matter whether others believed it or not, Ophelia, who was also in Group A, did not believe it herself.

"But--"

"Do you still want to talk about Madame Roland?"

"I'm back." Mary responded. Although her hair was a little messy, she was fine. "I brought some black tea. Do you want to taste it?"

"I!"

"Please also put my share in the list."

"As you can see, Saint."

Seeing that everyone was still as usual, Voltaire spread his hands and shrugged, and when he was ready to continue playing table tennis, he did not forget to ask her to relax.

"Emperor, how did you clear the table with one stroke?"

"I see that you and Jeanne seem to have met each other too late, so let's do this. Don't say it's really comfortable, or let me 147 next time."

Joan of Arc still couldn't figure out what went wrong.

We clearly just escaped, but why doesn't everyone have that feeling of having survived a calamity?

She slapped her face with both hands, and after feeling the pain, she confirmed that this was not a dream.

So what's going on?

"Miss Jeanne, if you go out and take a look, you will know what the situation is."

Although she was somewhat skeptical, in order to seek the truth, Joan of Arc still opened the door to see that different world.

——At least that’s what she thought.

The streets here are very quiet, but the river, which is only a few steps away, is very lively. Many boats are coming and going, and there are also many barges loading and unloading goods on the shore. Some people jump from one boat to another, and even jump several times to the same place, just like walking through the aisles of other people's houses in the market.

Things are going on as usual.

"ha......?"

"That's it, Miss Jeanne. Although we just came back from Meny Hall, there is no movement here. In other words, what we saw is completely different from what they learned."

"What do you mean?"

She looked back and saw Ritsuka walking out of the house. There was a turtle painted on her pretty face, which looked very funny, but it did not affect what she should do.

"Ms. Jeanne, how long did it take us to get back from Versailles?"

"About half an hour."

"It's been three hours now. Is it possible that the French are so uninformed? If they had wanted to do something, we wouldn't be here now, but in the Bastille."

"Ritsuka, what do you mean..."

"They did this on purpose. Don't forget that Louis XVI was present at the time. It would be strange if he didn't mobilize the army after Robespierre read out such a long and sarcastic resolution."

When he thought about the various possibilities that might arise in the future, Ritsuka felt particularly troubled and deeply understood the feelings of the fans who were waiting for the new work.

But Joan of Arc's attention was attracted by the selection of troops.

"army?"

"Yes, all means to maintain one's seat will eventually lead to the use of force. By then, the situation we will face will be much more troublesome than this."

"Joan of Arc, will you point your sword at unarmed civilians?"

"How can it be!"

The saint who saved the country attacked unarmed civilians?

She didn't even treat the prisoners that harshly!

“But the reality is often not what we wish.”

The power brought by excessive order breeds corruption and oppression, which is the Achilles' heel before the collapse of every dynasty, but excessive freedom can also lead to riots and terror.

"Is there no other solution?"

"Yes, of course." Li Xiang finally showed a smile of success and shouted to Voltaire who was still playing snooker in the room.

"Mr. Voltaire, do you remember the Man in the Iron Mask?"

"I remember. What's the matter? Didn't he die a long time ago?"

"So where was he held at last?"

"The Bastille."

The words have been made so clear, if Joan of Arc still cannot understand, it would be too much.

"Ritsuka, what do you mean...prison break?"

She shook her fingers.

"To be precise, they used various unconventional means to create riots inside the Bastille in order to attract the attention of the army and create chaos in Paris."

"But what does this have to do with the other me?"

"Of course there is. May I ask which has a higher chance of winning in a group fight or a one-on-one fight?"

"So this is to kill the servants she summoned?"

"You've finally thought this through." After going through so much trouble, Ritsuka finally explained the plan to Jeanne.

Voltaire listened to the news outside the window, and finally breathed a sigh of relief after the saint nodded in agreement to the plan.

"Oh my god, she finally nodded."

"Well, she is a saint after all. She should not avoid it if it can be avoided. Leaving the fate of France to be decided by the people is already her greatest concession."

"But anyway, in the end, it's you who will solve all this."

Voltaire looked at Napoleon, but the latter just laughed.

"Even if you say that, you have to look at them. Just as we resist destruction, they must also have fangs strong enough to resist fate."

"So-called justice is often born only in the conflict between swords and knives."

"Is there something wrong with my answer? Jeanne Alter."

Alvin stood under the rose window of Notre Dame, facing Joan of Arc who looked back at him, with unexpected and reasonable expressions appearing on their faces.

"you......"

"Miss Sister, didn't anyone tell you?"

"Every encounter in this world will eventually be a reunion after a long separation."

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PS1: The difficult map of Chapter is out. Find another place to get the magic power o(一︿一+)o

PS2: The next event is... the re-enactment of Mo Yi? Here I come, Xiao Hei!

PS3: Seele’s 3W cheongsam, I guess I can only wait for its reprint. Wasn’t it nice to get 66 last year?

Chapter 134: Life as usual, all kinds of people

The next day, the headlines of major media came out, and Mary specifically asked Margaret to buy a copy of each newspaper.

"I'm back, ma'am."

"Welcome back, Margaret. How many copies did you buy?"

"Four copies. There were so many people buying newspapers today that I 'quietly' purchased some more when they weren't paying attention."

"Well, not bad." She looked at Margaret's full basket and was very satisfied with it. "How much did it cost?"

"About half of what it was a week ago."

"Well done, Margaret! Hard work doesn't always pay off, but luck was on our side this time."

"Here is today's newspaper, ma'am. I'll go prepare lunch first." After Margaret handed the newspaper to Mary, she walked towards the kitchen.

If Margaret knew that there was a girl called the Herrscher of Rice in the distant Eastern Hemisphere, they would definitely have a lot in common.

"As expected, what you hear may not be as good as what you see."

After opening the French newspaper, she shook her head helplessly at these so-called authoritative media.

"Hasn't it been prepared a long time ago? What did they write?"

"Conspiracy theories, bloodshed, and overestimation of one's own capabilities."

Hearing this, Voltaire stood there, a helpless smile suddenly appeared on his calm face, he shook his head and came to the balcony alone.

The scent of sunshine permeates all around. The world is actually very small, so small that it is easy to hide the truth.

"They won't know the truth. Is there any news about Louis XVI withdrawing troops?"

"Let me look for it..." She began to flip through the newspaper in her hand quickly, trying to find relevant news.