The nun with black stockings is actually a boy?

Therefore, except for the bridge room, the dining room and the ammunition storage room, Eudocia turned the rest of the place into a small palace, especially the first mate's room, which was completely a small bedroom.

"Um...well."

Eudocia woke up in a blue princess bed with a confused look in her eyes. Then she suddenly thought of something and began to retch.

Helen is dead.

Why did that happen?

Eudocia felt so uncomfortable, and an unremovable panic was spreading in her heart. She had only experienced this feeling after her parents died.

Why, why, why!

I worked so hard, and even when I was a child I disciplined myself not to play and focused on studying and handling government affairs, just to make my parents happy.

In the end they all left me.

I gave so much to the empire, but Rome still ended up being destroyed.

Why!

Why bring my Helen?

Oh God, is this the fate you have arranged for me?

Go to nmd.

Eudocia sat up angrily, picked up the pillow next to her and threw it at the statue of the God of Light on the bedside table.

Boom!

The statue of the God of Light fell from the bedside table.

"Wow~" Eudocia was so angry that tears welled up in her eyes. She covered her eyes with her hands and cried.

At this moment, she was no longer the so-called heroic and charming Second Princess, nor was she the majestic Emperor Eudocia, but a fragile girl.

suddenly.

She seemed to have thought of something and saw the fruit knife on the bedside table.

The room fell into an eerie silence.

"Helen...Mom...Dad...I'm coming."

Eudocia reached out for the fruit knife, then slowly placed it against her slender, snow-white neck.

Boom!

At this moment, the door was pushed open and Irina and Natalie rushed in, the latter holding the sleeping Helen in her arms.

Eudocia froze in place.

Irina's pupils shrank sharply.

Natalie's mouth dropped open.

"Hmm~" Helen made a cute sound and slowly opened her eyes, her eyes full of confusion.

Eudocia stood there in a daze as she looked at Helen, who was gasping for breath in Natalie's arms.

"Uh, cutting your own throat is painful. Should I take poison and then drink a sleeping potion?"

Natalie, who had considered suicide (before meeting Helen), jokingly asked.

Eudocia's cheeks flushed visibly, and she threw away the fruit knife in shame: "I, I was just... trying out the knife... Ouch!"

She was halfway through her words when she found herself being picked up by Irina.

"Sister, you are not allowed to commit suicide. Sister Helen is still alive!" Irina held Eudocia's collar and stared at her sister below with resentment.

The usually weak sister suddenly became tough, which made Eudocia so scared that she dared not speak.

"Oh, sorry, sister." Irina seemed to have just come to her senses. She quickly let go of her hand, nodded apologetically, and returned to her usual naive image.

"No, it's okay." Eudocia breathed a sigh of relief subconsciously. For some reason, she was afraid of her sister's sudden toughness. That tone seemed to be able to snatch away her little lover Helen.

But based on Irina's past behavior, she is definitely not pretending and has definitely become like this recently.

"Wow~ Someone is crying and wanting to commit suicide~ and is still calling someone's name~"

Helen, who was lying in Natalie's arms, also realized what was happening and began to mock Eudocia arrogantly.

The succubus and bitch's true nature is fully exposed.

Eudocia's cheeks flushed red again, and for a moment she could not find an excuse to refute.

"Haha!" Helen raised her neck proudly when she saw Eudocia wanting to say something but unable to.

Laugh? Are you laughing again?

Okay, I hope you can smile like this when you are under me.

You bastard little succubus is all about money!

Eudocia swallowed the bitter pill, turned her head and looked to the side, the evil fire in her heart inexplicably rising.

"Okay, I won't laugh at you anymore. Don't ever have such dangerous thoughts again, even if you don't want to think about it in the future." After laughing, Helen was silent for a while, and suddenly became serious.

Eudocia lowered her head in shame and hummed.

"Sister Eudocia, Ivilia is resisting outside the ship. Please start the Jackdaw." Irina said.

Eudocia was startled and immediately got up and put on her clothes.

"Helen, can you still move?" Natalie lowered her head and asked Helen in her arms.

Helen said bitterly: "I want to move too, but my hands and feet won't obey me now. I'm afraid I'll have to wait until tonight."

"Really? Then you can rest here with me first." Eudocia, wearing her military uniform, pointed to her previous bed.

Helen's pretty face flushed.

Natalie looked at Eudocia suspiciously.

Eudocia's eyes shifted slightly.

Irina didn't think too much about it and simply made the bed: "Sister Natalie, let's put Sister Helen on the bed. Sister Helen is in urgent need of rest."

"...That's right." Natalie sighed and put Helen in her arms on the bed.

Feeling powerless, Helen could only accept everyone's opinions and watch the girls leave.

"Alas, Rome has finally come to an end... You can come out now, Joan of Arc."

Helen, lying on the bed, looked at the closed door, turned her head and shouted towards the window.

Swish!

A graceful figure jumped in and came to Helen's bedside.

Helen tilted her head slightly. "Well, isn't this Miss Jeanne? Why are you here in Rome instead of staying at the embassy?"

"I just want to confirm whether someone is really dead so that I can pray for peace in the world." Joan of Arc closed her eyes and folded her arms across her chest.

Helen said "oh" in disappointment, then covered her eyes and pretended to cry.

"Hmm?" Jeanne opened her eyes slightly. "What do you mean?"

"It's nothing special." Helen said with a sad look on her face. "I just didn't expect someone to run from the northern port to the eastern Golden Port because of some rumors. For a moment... I don't know what to do."

Jeanne blushed and turned her head away: "No, don't get me wrong, I'm not worried about you, I just came to confirm whether you are dead or not."

Helen sighed, "Alas, it's a pity that I'm not dead, Lady Corona Saint."

"Hmph~ Since you are not dead, I will take my leave." Joan of Arc turned around.

Helen was stunned. "Isn't it convenient for you now? The palace has fallen. Can you still get back to the ship on the way to the port?"

Jeanne stopped and hummed softly, "I am enough on my own!"

"Marshal Arthur, the world's greatest young genius, couldn't even cross the goblin territory, and you can?"

"I……"

"Hmph, of course I'm not trying to dissuade you. I'm just afraid that if the rumor spreads accidentally, you'll be the one who dies." Helen also snorted softly, with a look of disdain on her face.

Joan of Arc turned around and pointed at Helen: "Well, you wish you could curse me to death!"

"Hmph, same here!" Helen pouted slightly.

Although his hands and feet were sore now, he had to be ruthless with his words, otherwise Eudocia would take them and taste them.

And for some reason, the succubus's mouth is naturally dexterous...

"Okay, okay, then I'll stay and watch you die." Joan of Arc snorted angrily and turned to walk towards the exit...

Boom!

No one knew why, maybe it was worry, maybe it was shyness, or maybe it was too nervous, but Joan of Arc performed a flat fall for Helen.

"Um, do you need help?" Helen asked, trying hard to suppress her smile.

Jeanne's cheeks flushed red, and she turned to look at Helen in shame and anger: "I don't need your help at all~"

"You make it sound like I can get up and help you. There are the healing earrings Natalie left on the bedside table..." Helen slowly closed her eyes, and her head began to feel dizzy again. These were all manifestations of excessive use of magic.

When Joan of Arc heard Helen's voice getting smaller and smaller, her heart inexplicably tightened, and worry and fear replaced her pride and unwillingness.

"Helen, are you okay?" Joan of Arc stood up shakily and ran to Helen, only to find that Helen was breathing evenly and sleeping soundly.

Joan of Arc blushed slightly and said, "Really? How did you fall asleep?"

And Helen on the bed was like a sleeping beauty, breathing evenly, with a faint blush on her cheeks, just like a girl who had just been bullied and was tired and fell asleep.

"Strange...why would I worry about someone like you? It's really strange." Joan of Arc blushed more and more as she spoke, and her body moved closer and closer to Helen.

Helen was still sleeping soundly, breathing evenly.

Joan of Arc was silent for a moment, then she stretched out her finger and stroked Helen's pink lips, then retracted it...

Touched his lips.

"Oh, really, what am I doing! What's wrong with my brain?" Joan of Arc came to her senses in an instant, slapped her cheek, and then shyly left the first mate's room.

Helen, who was originally asleep, suddenly opened her eyes.

"What on earth does this prudish woman want to do?"

Helen covered her face with her hands, equally embarrassed.

……

Woohoo——

With a sound of the ship's flute, the Jackdaw sailed out of the port. The moment the ship left the port, Ivilia and Civet immediately jumped on board and landed on the deck of the Jackdaw.

When Hogg Thunderheart led his guards to the Royal Port, he saw the Jackdaw which had already left the port.

"Damn it!" Hog Thunderheart beat his chest and stamped his feet. He was just one step away from catching Helen and her group.

"Your Majesty, what should we do now?" the Royal Guard came forward and asked.

Hogg Thunderheart fell silent.

"One-sixth of the upper city was destroyed, accompanied by some kind of pollution. Immediately set aside half of the city for quarantine, and have the Gearmen and Transcendents clean up the pollution."

Hogg Thunderheart did not issue the relevant order at the first time, but an irrelevant instruction.

The Goblin Guards officer was puzzled, but still said yes and turned away.

"Don't rush away. Take this list. These people and properties must be protected. Other than that, let the soldiers do what they want in other places." Hogg Thunderheart turned and handed it to the goblin guard.

The goblin guard saluted and left.

At this time, the goblin civil servant also arrived. Looking at the Jackdaw gradually disappearing into the distance, he couldn't help but lament, "Our orthodox declaration is gone, our legal principles... the cost of our rule will be too high in the future."

"Time can only heal everything. In the last era, the actions of an Ottoman Empire are not something we cannot emulate." Hogg Leixin looked at the Jackdaw sailing away, sighed, turned around and left the Royal Port.

The war ended today, and Rome was destroyed. Not only did the emperor and prime minister die in the war, but the imperial capital was lost. Even some nobles surrendered to the goblins, but the goblin empire was not much better off.

Of the three main forces, two armies suffered heavy casualties, and the fourth-level masters were either dead or disabled. All they got was a severely damaged city. It would take at least half a century for the city to return to its pre-war level.

It can be said to be the biggest loss-making business of the century.

There are no winners in this war, only losers.

The only significance is that the Eastern Roman Empire, which had accompanied mankind for many years, came to an end. This great dynasty, like the Han Dynasty girl in the east, slowly closed its eyes.