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

We might be targeted.

"And the missing Alvin and Amadeus, is there anything else you want to add, everyone?"

He put down the pen in his hand. His friends had either left early or disappeared mysteriously. This was the time when the Father of Enlightenment had the least helpers around him. Now he felt very tired and his brain was not enough.

"Ritsuka and Mashu, after spending a whole day outside, have you noticed anything else strange?" Voltaire sat down on a chair, picked up the cup and kept drinking water. From Ritsuka's perspective, he could vaguely see the shadows of three Serbian soldiers.

"I don't know what's strange, but there is one thing I think I can mention. Mashu, please take out the note that Mr. A. L. Lavoisier gave you."

"Understood." The pink-haired girl materialized her cross shield and gently touched the protruding light-colored lid. After it turned into a spirit, a yellow note lay there quietly.

"This is the table of elements from Mr. Lavoisier's 'Essence of Chemistry'. It's about time for publication..." Mash was a little depressed.

"Mashu, try the spirit summoning after we return to Chaldea." Ophelia let Mashu lean on her arms, gently caressing her slightly trembling body, and resting her chin on her soft hair on top of her head.

"That is the holy relic that Mr. Voltaire gave to you personally."

Mash Kyrielight, this child is inherently not suited to fighting.

She thought of what Mr. Pepe had said to her in private about Matthew when they were in Chaldea:

"Regarding Mashu Kirielight, let me be frank. She shouldn't have existed in this world. This world has been too cruel to her."

Mr. Pepe has always been good at judging people. This is a well-known fact in Group A, and it is also true. Looking at Matthew's depressed look, Ophelia felt uncomfortable.

"Let's skip this somewhat heavy topic. Mr. Baron, what did you gain from your sketching trip today?" Voltaire asked his predecessor for help.

"It can barely be considered one." Montesquieu took out a sketch from his album, walked to the whiteboard and pasted it on.

"I saw today on the Ile de la Cité, the church lined up for a welcoming ceremony, and when I went up to ask, their explanation was confusing to ordinary people."

"And when the Sabbath was almost over, she was risen, just as she had said."

"The final chapter of Matthew..."

"That's right, but please note that it's her, not him, inside." The baron reminded them at the right time.

"So there's no need to say who she is." Voltaire added another line.

The Dragon Witch Returns from Hell

"What's the situation with this Dragon Witch?"

"You will know when the time comes, Mr. Baron."

Looking back, Voltaire still felt scared. He was not afraid of how good the other party was at fighting, but he was afraid of being crushed by the human wave tactics. Moreover, compared with fighting in the wilderness, street fighting was much more difficult.

Ritsuka was now feeling thankful, as he almost went in this morning. With his and Mashu's abilities, they would never be able to get out once they got in.

But what does this seven days mean? It’s been more than seven days since I first met Alter. How strange.

"We may have overlooked a problem, everyone." A blue light screen flashed from the flat shield. It was Director Olga Marie who had not appeared for a long time. She looked tired and it seemed that she had not had a good rest for a long time.

"Director, what's going on?"

As an experienced Master No. 48, Ritsuka had also seen Romani's overworked appearance during that period, but at least there was Leonardo da Vinci there to take care of him. As soon as he saw that something was not right, he immediately activated the anti-addiction method and forced him to log off.

But according to that guy, the director's situation was like locking himself in a room and playing Civilization VI for a week.

"The question is, when should we go..."

Before she finished her words, she laid down with her whole body, snoring softly.

"I'm sorry, she hasn't slept for a long time." Shion tapped her head gently with the circled paper in her hand.

"Your director is good in everything except being stubborn. Because of Alvin Vashak's disappearance, I have been trying to improve the bracelet these past few days. I am waiting for you to come back after resolving the issues in the singularity. Then, we will be able to see the brand new Nidaime."

"So, let's get back to the point. What Olga Marie wants to say is actually very simple. After thinking about it, this is also related to you, Ophelia."

"us?"

"The Bastille, which was not carried out that time, has now become the place with the most concentrated distribution of spirit particle reactions in Paris, according to the data provided by the control room."

"It's time to decide, everyone."

Outside the city, the general received a secret letter from Versailles.

"July 7, enter the city, and take over the Bastille."

PS1: Tatakai, Yizimotatakai

Tianchong is really amazing

PS2: PV2 of Chapter 1, this is not as good as PV, plus the small sword...

I think I can call GG early.

Chapter 184 Virtual and Real Two-Way Mirror (Part )

"Well, Alan, I think I can explain it."

Romani kept apologizing with a smile, and at a glance he saw Alan's expected expression.

"I should have known..." He shook his head and sighed.

"Tell me, how many dozen?"

"Just five, five bottles."

"Romani Achiman, there is no one else here. I think given the relationship between us, you shouldn't lie."

There is no such thing as groundless accusations in this world, everything happens for a reason.

I remember that day, after I submitted a report on Sheba's situation to Marisbury on behalf of Rafe, I wanted to go to the bar to relax, but I received a call for help from the bar.

"You're just in time, Alan. Come and take care of your family!"

"That's just sometimes! Sometimes, that's all!"

"Even if that's the case, you can't vent your emotions in this way. Where did you see it?"

"Uh......"

No matter what happened before, at least being able to see the sun again on July 7nd is a good answer.

But new problems also arise.

"How are we going to solve the problem of lunch..."

After trying almost every restaurant in the city, how to choose becomes a painful problem.

"Romani, what are your plans?"

"L'Escargot Montorgueil, that snail restaurant has a good reputation, I want to try it."

"Why do you always choose such strange restaurants? Even in London, why did you choose Stargazing?

"Because this is the human spirit of exploring the unknown!"

Although he had ordered it before when he went there, Alan doubted whether Romani could put the snails on the bread into his mouth.

"Well, I hope you won't regret it then."

But the reality was far beyond Allen's expectations. When Romani picked out a snail from a plate of French baked snails, his expression remained calm, which made Allen wonder if the person in front of him had been switched.

"You seem to have forgotten why I didn't come back yesterday."

He suddenly realized, yes, she said she had been to Paris as an exchange student.

"What a mistake..."

Romani pointed at Allen without any courtesy, his slender fingertips almost poking his forehead, and then flicked it lightly.

"it hurts!"

"Isn't this good?" She held the snail shell in her hand and put it on Alan's plate.

"How can I not try it? I want you to take me to many places, Alan."

"In that case, Romani, you can be alone. Last time I saw your resume on the computer, you've been to many places, haven't you?"

Alan picked up the snail. He remembered that when he couldn't tell the difference between ordinary snails and white jade snails, he took everyone in the yard out to look for this thing. Fortunately, it was found in time, otherwise we would have to go to the hospital together.

"No, I have to go with you. Because I don't know when I'll need your help. It wouldn't be fun to just leave it at that."

She was totally unlike her usual self, and more like she was during the time of Solomon, where her aura had been suppressed.

"Shishishi, Xingxingxing, then, how about a date next time?"

Something happened, and I just said it out loud when I was happy.

"Okay, when?"

"--------What?"

On the other side of the city, Amadeus was holding a notepad in his hand. He was looking at the items in the store and the notepad in his hand, frowning.

"......ha."

He sighed, looking like Zhulan who was having trouble choosing which flavor of ice cream to buy, but in fact, they were different. The former was due to decision-making difficulties, while the latter was simply because he didn't know what to buy.

If this continues, he still won't be able to buy anything after the sun sets.

so......

"I knew it would be like this." Mary leaned on him from behind like a koala. "Do you need help?"

"Mary?"

Well, it seems that his attention is really on the note. For Amadeus, who can usually detect it immediately once he enters his sensing range, this surprise is really rare.

"Uh, Mary, are you out buying anything?"

"No, I was just worried about someone, so I came out to check on him."

Amadeus was hit by a quintuple 533mm magnetic torpedo!

Amadeus sank!

France has won!

"Mary, can I ask you a question?"

"Ok?"

"Since when did you start following me?"

"It's been a while since you left, but seeing you like this... Do you need any help, little Amadeus?"

Mary looked at the musician and felt that she had nothing in common with being an expert. Amadeus looked at her helplessly with his shoulders drooped.

It turns out that I am not suited to doing business...When I think about the low prices at which my family sold furniture in Vienna, I wish I could beat myself to death.

"No, it's much easier if it's already prepared food or something like that."

He has a lot of experience in store buying and the like.

"So, what you are not good at is the ingredients."

No, that was just the tip of the iceberg, but he lied all the same.

"...As you can see."

For some reason, I felt a sense of guilt.

Amadeus, Amadeus! How could you do such a thing? Have you forgotten the change you had planned? Confucius said: I examine myself three times a day. I cannot go on like this!

"But, didn't I write it all down there? According to common sense, there shouldn't be any difficulty."

"Indeed, it is very easy for Mary who can cook, but for me who can't, it will make me worry in vain."

Mary tilted her head, not understanding the implication of her words.

"For example, the cheese over there." He pointed to three boxes of cream cheese for 6.9 euros and six boxes of cream cheese for 11.5 euros.

"If we really have to choose, it's the six over there. That's the only way to make it."

"But because of the differences in origin and quality, it's hard for me to judge which one you need, Mary. These are not so difficult. The difficult part is, for example, meat products are further divided into types and brands, and then there are differences in unit prices, as well as special offers and promotions..."

Unlike Commander Marie Antoinette, who was able to adapt to circumstances and control the life and death of a family of three and who controlled the kitchen, Amadeus, as an outbound purchaser, was worrying about how to figure out his superiors' thoughts.

"Okay, thank you for your patronage."

After completing the thrilling leap from commodity to currency, the store owner breathed a sigh of relief.

"Let's go, little Amadeus." After handing the bag in her hand to the musician, she hugged his other hand. The man's ten fingers kept feeling cold, all the way to his palms.