When Lola finished speaking, the entire chamber seemed to be silent for a second.

"Saint...man?" The queen rubbed her eyebrows gently, "Is this statement accurate?"

"And it's an unknown saint." Lola nodded, and a hint of worry flashed through her expression. "At least, among the less than twenty saints known, no one is good at driving flames and ice."

"That is, a strong man suddenly appeared?" Limea pushed her monocle glasses, glanced for a week before speaking lightly, "So, are there any speculations about the purpose of this saint from the Puritan sect?

"Not sure for the time being." Lola shook his head, "Although he blocked the actions of the Roman Orthodox Church, from this point of view, he seemed to be on our side, but there is also the possibility that he is a pure pacifist."

"Pure pacifist?" Kelisa couldn't help but sneer, "Is there anyone like this in the magician?"

"..." Verian's lips moved, as if she wanted to say something, but finally sighed without opening her mouth.

"But no matter what the purpose of the visitor is, he has always helped us, right?" Seeing this, the queen tapped the scepter in her hand gently on the ground, making a dull sound, "So can we understand that we can ignore him for the time being?"

"...I can't say that." Looking at the queen on the throne, Lola couldn't help but smile bitterly, "After all, there is a great possibility that she is a saint."

"The saints can't represent anything, either." The queen said disapprovingly, "Although Sivia is not in China, she looks like an ordinary girl. Isn't even the little Japanese girl you brought back last time also a singer?"

"This is just an example..." The bitter smile on Lola's face became a little stronger again, "Their specialness does not represent the true character and strength of the saint..."

But thinking about it, even if his British Puritan saints were not normal, even though Naruto Alisa was taken to England to become a saint, she was still a little girl. Her favorite thing to do was to record songs and post them online; and the Sivia mentioned just now, as a maid of the British guards and the highest witch who was granted by the Lord's power, would be fine if she was not in China all day long, but she even sneaked into an apartment in Italy to be a maid for others and was immersed in it. Lola even guessed that the queen might not say this just now because she was probably to protect the royal face.

Thinking of this, the Divine Schizophrenia was still very reliable. Lola Stuart suddenly felt a faint sense of relief in his heart, and then he couldn't help but sigh again.

In any case, there are less than twenty saints in the world, and now more than one-sixth of them show that they are indifferent or indifferent to the identity of saints. Even if they emphasize individual cases, they may not be convincing.

"If these people are apart, I think there is one person that can always represent the level of danger of the saint." After rubbing his eyebrows with a headache, Lola said again, "Brenshid Actor Bell, I think Her Majesty the Queen is familiar with this name?"

"Brenheed. Ecket Bell..." The sudden hearing of this name made the queen subconsciously narrow her eyes and burst out with a sharpness. It was not until this moment that the gray-haired old man suddenly burst out with temperament that made people realize that the smiling old lady sitting on the throne was really the king of this country.

"Brenheed Ecketber, a female magician in Finland, was named the powerful saint of "Valkyrie"." Lola said lightly, "having only one person to wipe out all the 1,302 magicians of the famous Nordic magic society "The Overlord from the Sea". Later, he was imprisoned in the sect's prison for attacking members of the "Essential Evil Church" under the sect."

"Her strength made the divine split who I sent to solve this matter, who was also a saint, fall into a hard battle for a while." A trace of seriousness flashed across Lola's face like a girl, "If such a strong man is uneasy and kind-hearted near our country, can you really feel at ease?"

"But... didn't he help us?" The youngest Vilian said in a low voice, as if she didn't dare to speak loudly.

"Idiot, who knows what this mysterious guy is so worried about?" The second princess Kelisa curled her lips and glanced at her sister. "Maybe this is just a scene made by the Roman Orthodox Church itself, and she plans to make us careless."

"..." After his sister said this, Vilian lowered her head again and stopped talking.

"Okay," the queen sighed when she saw this, then slowly raised her head and looked at the daughters and Lola below, "No matter who is bewitched or convinced, France is no longer the same path as us. Even if this mysterious strong man comes to help us, he will not be able to play a decisive role in the overall situation."

"The wave has swept towards us." The queen's eyes were filled with a faint worry, "This storm has affected far more than us and the Far East. I have a premonition..."

"Once the war begins, we may face far more than the Roman Orthodox Church." Lola said with a serious expression, "According to information, the Russian Adult Church has joined forces with the Roman Orthodox Church. It seems that their Archbishop has also..."

"It's nothing more than a bad political means." The Queen shook her head, "It's time for us to recall our children from the Far East."

Hearing these words, Lola subconsciously widened her eyes.

"Release." The queen's words were filled with a faint melancholy, "Issue a convening order to let the child come back and investigate the magic associations that were partially infiltrated in China and the saint. The convening order is called..."

"'Call of Banned Books and Catalogs'!"

......

The British royal family's actions were rarely rapid. Not long after, the convening order signed by the British Puritans and the British royal family was sent to Japan.

Academy City.

"...I've come to this point." Tuyumen looked at the orders coming from his hand and took a deep breath, "Can you say that the protection of the English Channel Tunnel still can't make you feel at ease?"

After struggling for a long time, Tu Yumen sighed deeply again, took out his cell phone from his pocket, and dialed the Qing Palace's mobile phone number.

"This situation is not considered a leak, this bastard!"

At the same time, in Calais, France, the Qing Palace picked up its cell phone. After answering the phone, the face formed by the human skin mask made by Aizalli couldn't help but wrinkle...

"It's really... the power of inertia." Qing Gong sighed, clenched the fire in his hand with joy, "It seems..."

"The UK will go sooner or later."
Chapter completed!