When Joan of Arc woke up, he did not see Egil sleeping soundly in her arms as usual. In fact, if you think about it a little, Joan of Arc could remember that yesterday, Egil didn't actually come to her room.

Although as a nun, doing this is actually very contrary to the teachings of the Lord Christ. However, Joan of Arc could not stop this. And he felt very disappointed that Egil did not come.

Because in this way, you can't see Egil's sleeping face.

In fact, Joan of Arc felt that the greatest gain of dating with Egil was that he could wake up early and see Egil sleeping soundly. Joan of Arc felt that only at this time, this man who was as cunning and cruel as the wildest wolf king in Norse was truly his own. And it was only his own. When Egil woke up, everything was different. At that time, Egil's identity was no longer Joan of Arc's lover. But the king of Norman, the lord whom nearly ten million civilian nobles in the Norman Kingdom looked up to. She was no longer her own.

Therefore, Joan of Arc felt that it was extremely happy to wake up in advance in the early morning, and then look at Egil's sleeping face. It was even enough to compensate for his betrayal of Catholic teachings. Even if he would go to hell because of such a thing, Joan of Arc would not care about it. And speaking of this, if he really went to heaven, although he was good, he would not be likely to see him again...

Thinking of this, Joan of Arc blushed a little. He felt that his thoughts were too rebellious.

In his sleep, Egil seemed so peaceful, like an angel. Just like all children of this age, extremely cute. But when Egil opened his eyes, everything was finished. The deep green eyes completely transformed an angel into a demon.

So Joan of Arc is very much looking forward to this time, and even regards it as the greatest pleasure in his future life. After all, in the future, she can no longer go to the battlefield. She cannot practice swords, and even hold the white flash sword tightly with a little force. She cannot run, jump, and even walk faster. If this little bit of fun is deprived, Joan of Arc really doesn't know what it means to live again.

The French betrayed her, and the French no longer needed her. And she could no longer fight for France. If Egil abandoned her, then Joan of Arc would be unimaginable how he should live in the future.

"Where has he gone? Why can't he come?" Joan of Arc was like this, leaning on his back halfway down and muttering to himself. After a while, Egil, whom she was looking forward to, walked in.

"Sorry, something happened a little. Have you been waiting for me?" Egil smiled apologetically. Then he sat next to Joan of Arc, lifted Joan of Arc's jaw and went up.

"No, I just woke up." Egil quickly let go of it, as if he was a dragonfly, which made Joan of Arc feel a little disappointed.

"Do you feel lonely?" Egil continued.

"A little bit." Joan of Arc replied.

"...I'm very sorry." Egil apologized again, then hugged Joan of Arc's neck: "I'm a little tired. Can I give me a rest?"

De nodded, then helped Egil take off her clothes and cover her with a blanket. Looking at Egil's face, who looked very tired, calmed down a little bit. Joan of Arc sighed with satisfaction. He closed his eyes and hugged Egil's arm and fell asleep again.

Basically this is the case. Egil feels very good about the event that can heal his soul like this. However, in recent times, due to the plague, Egil seems a little busy, so he cannot come to Joan of Arc often. Because he is afraid that she is lonely, he sent the young nun Maria back to accompany her. Soon, Egil also discovered the benefit of doing this, which is that he doesn't have to run away from both ends in the middle of the night...

In this way, Egil did not tell Joan of the epidemic in the army. Joan of Arc was also very responsible and asked nothing. The relationship between the two sides was good, warm and harmonious. Until today... Nightingale blocked Egil and was pulled by Egil.

At this time, Egil realized that Nightingale had already been frustrated in the army. Almost all the soldiers who had been taken care of by her injustice and morale had developed a favor with this enthusiastic, patient and careful girl. But when these guys heard that Nightingale wanted to enter the quarantine, they all refused in fear, which made the nurse sister feel very frustrated.

But she went in anyway.

In fact, it is true that after all prevention work is done, the possibility of infection has been reduced to a minimum and is basically unlikely to be infected. But what if, what if? The Vikings are indeed not afraid of death. But what kind of way of death should be divided into. Death bravely on the battlefield, and death in a cowardly manner due to illness is different.

Therefore, she was the only one who finally entered the isolation area.

"By the way, what if this guy dies? After all, he spent thousands of points to exchange, right?" When Egil heard the news from the Norman spy, he said that Nightingale had run into the isolation area while the guards were not paying attention. After Si ran to the isolation area, he was silent for a while, and then he observed Egil's from beginning to end. Egil's cheap sister Aurora said this in Egil's heart.

"Die, die, die, be clean." Egil rolled his eyes, then stood up, pulled over the cloak handed over by a guard knight, tied it around his neck. At the same time, he turned over and asked his spy leader Nemulis, "Are you ready? All the safety work in Rome?"

"Of course, your majesty, the security work is very complete, and even a bit too complete. Even if you make a temporary decision and want to kill the pope, you can do it with the means of "safety forces"." Nemulis's answer made Egil a little stunned. Then he snorted lightly, then turned to his diplomat Foster and asked: "So, has the Pope agreed to the conditions I need?"

"Although there was a little problem at the beginning, the Pope's Holy See had completely agreed with the patient persuasion."

"Then it's no problem." Egil snapped his fingers, then took out a pure black, stainless steel-made short-barrel pistol, inlaid with rubies, and extremely exquisitely shaped one, tied a gun flower, and then reinstalled it into the holster at his waist.

"What is that... Your Majesty?" Nemulis was a little strange. The killer's instinct told him that it was a very dangerous weapon - but he had never seen it before...

"Nothing, a gadget obtained from special channels." Egil said as he dusted his cloak and walked out: "I'll go and take a walk around casually... You can do whatever you want, you can just come with me, and if you don't want to do it, I won't be difficult for you..."

"—Your Majesty!" Those present were not fools after all. After hearing Egil's statement, how could he not understand his thoughts? Nemulis suddenly became a little anxious: "This matter is that his subordinates are not good at all. How dare you trouble Your Majesty's Jade Toe again? Please rest assured, leave this matter to your subordinates--"

"——You? It's almost the same as you go to poison." Egil snorted and said half-jokingly.

Nemulis was choked and could not speak, and the diplomat Foster stood up again: "Your Majesty, a gentleman does not stand a dangerous wall, and a son of a daughter cannot sit in the hall... These principles--"

"—I know these truths, but... they are all my soldiers after all." Egil said this, his voice choked slightly, making Foster difficult to say.

"Your Majesty." Just as Egil was about to step out, Alpha stopped him.

"You want to stop me too?" Egil frowned: "Do you want others to talk behind the scenes and say that your king is not even as good as a little girl?"

"No, I'll accompany His Majesty." Alpha grinned and smiled.

"Ha...hehe...you're so ugly." Egil said, patting Alpha's shoulder and walking out.

"What are you doing when you stand there?! Why don't you keep up quickly!" As his king and the captain of the Knights got farther and farther away, Nemulis shouted at the other guard knights in anger.

"We don't need to obey your orders, you thief!" A guard knight replied, but he still followed quickly. The king's behavior and the nervous look of the guard knights also made many idle Norman soldiers, most of whom were temporarily recruited, feel strange, so some people, under the urge of curiosity, mustered up the courage to ask.

So the guards were unhappy and told them about His Majesty Egil's intention to go to the quarantine area.

"This is amazing! If something happens to Your Majesty, the kingdom will be over!"
Chapter completed!