Rebirth of the Viking King

Alfred, who was mentally and physically exhausted, didn't know how long he slept. When he woke up again after rubbing his sore shoulders, the bustling restaurant was already silent.

Tuhat, who was sitting in the same box as him, had disappeared.

Standing up cautiously in the darkness, Alfred subconsciously drew out the broad sword he was wearing.

What was happening before my eyes was undoubtedly extremely abnormal.

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"However, I hope that His Highness the Prince will understand that all of this is not my original intention, but that there is a traitor within my 'Volcan Cult'!"

"That night in the Castle of Versailles, it was the 'Insect Master' under Archbishop Sussus who led the 'Glowflies' to suddenly enter, causing you and me to suffer huge losses!"

"Initially, I thought this was just a gang vendetta within the Pope. The 'High Sparrow' has been too popular in recent years, and his failure to join the 'Archbishop of Susas' may have caused him to be dissatisfied.

But as more and more hidden evidence emerges, I find that our Lord Pope seems to have switched sides to the Illuminati!

The significance of the existence of the Vulcan Cult is to dispel darkness and spread the light of civilization! It is absolutely impossible for us to become tools in the hands of the lizard people. "

Even if the waiter was negligent, Tuhart would definitely not forget to leave alone.

So everything happening in front of you must be weird!

After drawing the broadsword, Alfred did not immediately search the restaurant. He first retreated to the window, gently opened the curtains, and saw that there was no one on the dark street.

Only a red full moon hung in the center of the gloomy sky.

(I thought it right)

(Sure enough, I fell into some kind of illusion!)

After walking out of the Conqueror's Fortress, the store he visited was called "HOUSEOFSAVOY", a French catering family that has been passed down for hundreds of years.

After a whole winter of construction, the "Savoy Conqueror's Fortress Branch" has only opened for business in the past two months. The store still follows the classic design of this century-old store - dining downstairs and accommodation upstairs.

Alfred had patronized the "Southampton Branch" and "Constantinople Branch" of this hotel, and he knew that their main focus was "thoughtful service." Because only in this way can their old rival "Caesar RITZ" (RITZ), which has been almost always erected across the street, be defeated.

The Savoy's catering department is always open all night, so hotel guests can enjoy delicious food at any time 24 hours a day. Even if this "Conqueror's Fortress Branch" cannot support three shifts due to the scarcity of chefs, they will definitely wake themselves up when they close the restaurant.

Put down the curtain in your hand and cover the window again. A box door not far from him suddenly lit up with a weak red light. Alfred walked slowly towards the door with overlapping steps.

It was pitch black all around, except for the flashing red light. Opening the door curtain, Alfred saw a red candle placed in the center of the house.

Afterwards, there was a woman sitting on her knees behind the red candle.

The dark red candle outlines her appearance, and it can be barely seen that she wears a red veil on her face, and her bumpy body is also wrapped in a dark red robe.

"Prince Alfred, you are really not an easy target to find."

"In just 12 days, you crossed the North Sea, passed through Warsaw, Kiev, and Murmansk, and then immediately turned to cross the North Sea and flew over the Tianduan Mountains."

"

"It takes a lot of resources to train any 'Phoenix Passenger'. Archbishop Sussus is quite dissatisfied with what you are doing. The 'Fire Gang' that are densely populated in this city are almost always there. Look for the flaws in your Lord Duke."

"Therefore, I can only pull you into the illusion through the 'Witch Pather' I sat down on. Only here can we talk safely."

"Please take a seat."

Looking around, he felt that he had no other choice. Alfred could only sit in front of the woman in red.

"Introduction, my name is 'Mirror Master' Microa."

"I was originally the Fire Bishop of the Fire Temple in Paris. Priest Francis found me before you entered the court. All the help you received during the retreat came from my people."

"The 'Fire Thief' High Sparrow who is responsible for receiving you is also my subordinate."

We have made great efforts to catch up with you along the way. "

"If this 'Viking Queen' hadn't kept you dry for a day and a night, my men might still be led by you around the world. But luckily we waited for you in the Conqueror's Fortress."

Seeing Alfred walking slowly, the woman said in a deep voice. Her voice is naturally a little hoarse, which doesn't sound pleasant to the ear, but it is inexplicably reassuring.

"Your Highness, please be patient. I am not your enemy."

"I have no choice but to meet in this way today. Scandinavia is not a territory where I can travel freely. This area belongs to the 'Archbishop Sussus' among the top five salary kings, and he is my enemy. , not to mention that your Duke Loki just killed his beloved disciple 'Fish in the Abyss' not long ago."

Seeing Alfred's eyes still flickering with suspicion. Micronia was not surprised in the slightest. She raised a finger slightly and seemed to listen to the air.

"On the other side, Father Francis sends his regards."

"Oh, your highness, you may not know yet, but I am the Chosen One under the 'Fire Demon Path' of the Vulcan Cult. With my level of cultivation, I can create 5 identical 'element mirrors', which shows that I Can appear in 5 different locations at the same time.”

"The five clones can communicate with each other anytime and anywhere. As long as one of them survives, I can re-accumulate psychic energy and create a mirror image again."

The thoughts expressed in Micronia's mouth were completely consistent with Alfred's memory. Not only that, she also revealed her Chosen One skills to Alfred without reservation.

This is not easy for a fire bishop.

There are dozens of New Gods, Outer Gods and Ancient Gods that remain in the world. They have passed down hundreds of different paths to advancement, and no one can identify them all in detail.

"Since you two parted ways in Crocodile Canyon, he has now successfully sneaked into Paris to find me. Although the Fire Temple in Paris has been surrounded by torture acolytes, we are still safe for the time being, so you can rest assured."

"Still not convinced?"

"It doesn't matter, let me give you some more intuitive evidence." Mycroya closed his eyes, moved the corners of his lips slightly, and said in a deep voice after more than ten seconds: "Priest Francis said that when you were parting, he A total of 3 gorse leaves, 7 imperial flower silver coins, and 27 copper leaves were taken."

"Can you believe that he is sitting in front of me this time?"

Revealing one's abilities to a stranger is an extremely dangerous act under any circumstances.

(From this point of view, this mysterious and powerful woman does not seem to be his enemy)

Alfred put down the broadsword in his hand and sat across from her.

"I received your deposit, but I failed to complete my mission, causing you to suffer unwarranted losses in manpower."

"I deeply apologize for that."

Alfred could feel his heart beating violently, and he had a feeling that his efforts for more than half a month had not been in vain.

"Dear Master Alfred, you are right!"

"Let me, Microloa, be your ally and help you bring down this 'King of Earth and Sea'!"