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Chapter 87: Napoleon the Dwarf and Joan of Arc the Country Girl
To make the defection more realistic, Sigma Napoleon Bonaparte had no followers.

That night, after taking away the remains of his ancestors from the Invalides, he took over the armor and sword that belonged to Joan of Arc, the dirty fleur-de-lis cross flag, and the most important seed of divine grace that his father had brought.

Alone, bearing the label of a traitor, he walked over mountains and rivers from Paris to the Alps with these precious things.

He didn't even have any money because there was no way he could go into a store and buy anything. As long as he appeared in the camera, modern facial recognition technology was enough to see through his disguise.

The French would naturally not arrest him, but it is hard to say about people from other countries.

Fortunately, the place where the sanctuary descended was at the highest point of the Alps, which was right on the border with France.

After traveling through mountains and rivers, Sigma finally reached the sanctuary safely.

Through the blazing sacred fire, everyone can see the twelve signs of the zodiac that appear out of thin air when the sanctuary descends. The architectural layout, which is identical to that of the Parthenon, shows who the owner of this place is.

"Athena, I hope that works."

The holy fire melted the snow, and Sigma scooped up a mouthful of snow water and drank it all.

He had to replenish his energy as much as possible, because once he entered the entrance, he would not be able to replenish anything.

"Hey brother, are you here to be a Saint too?"

A familiar black man held up a sign and talked to him. Sigma glanced at the words on the sign: "Black people are people too!"

Okay, he understood. This was an idiot who came to the Sanctuary to commit moral blackmail.

Countless idiots have died during this period who tried to use the history of black slavery to kidnap ancient figures like Chiron.

Chiron lived in an era when even white people had to be slaves. You, a bunch of black people, wanted to kidnap him using the political correctness that has only appeared among mortals in the last decade or so. You deserve to be beaten to death.

Sigma didn't say anything and just washed himself. He might die soon, so he had to take care of his appearance.

"Yo asshole, you're also a racist bastard. The Sanctuary won't accept the likes of you. Get lost now!"

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Sigma's contemptuous look was caught by the black people, and he immediately gathered a group of black people to surround and insult him, trying to use this method to drive away the person who wanted to enter the sanctuary.

Then they monopolized the road leading into the sanctuary, and when the police arrived, these black people fell to the ground collectively and accused the police of discrimination, making it impossible for the police to deal with them.

The black people thought that this sloppy old white man in strange clothes would be scolded away by them like the people before him, but Sigma came here with a mission. Not to mention the insults from a group of black people, even if a group of devils blocked his way, he would have to get through it.

Moreover, he knew who sent these blacks. They were the squids. After America took the lead in the bloodbath on Wall Street, the squid consortium was immediately wiped out by various countries, leaving only some small online media companies alive.

The Promised Kingdom was immediately beaten up by the Oasis Cult. The big brother who provided support from behind was gone, so who would be beaten if not them?
Now they are using this despicable method to blockade the Sanctuary in order to buy time for the team leaving from the Promised Land. They want to rely on the Squid, who has become a Saint Seiya, to turn the tables on the front battlefield.

This is just wishful thinking. Countries around the world are not fools. Without help from other countries, you should first get out of the siege of the Oasis Cult.

Ordinary people have to worry about whether they can afford to offend, but he doesn't need to worry about the remaining media companies of Squid.

Sigma took out his pistol and fired three shots to clear the way. He didn't need to worry about anything now. Entering the sanctuary was the only thing he had to do.

Under the terrified gazes of the people around him, he walked into the holy land, stepping on the corpse of the black man, with a sword hanging from his waist and the remains of his ancestors and the armor of the saint on his back.

The police officers who were maintaining order around did not stop him. They had long disliked that group of black people and would have done so long ago if they had not been subjected to cyber violence for forcibly removing them.

The bluestone road leads all the way to the twelve constellations of the zodiac. According to the rules set by Chiron, anyone who can reach the first constellation while being burned by the holy fire can become his student and an apprentice of the Saint Seiya.

Stepping into the burning holy fire, Sigma understood why no one had succeeded until now.

This fire burns not the body, but the soul!

Sigma's body had no injuries, but he clearly felt the pain from all over his body, which was more painful than when he was hit by a bullet during special operations.

The intense pain brought him to his knees, the agony from inside out more devastating than any physical torture.

He had received anti-interrogation training, and he would not even frown unless he was in great pain. Now he just knelt down.

There is a way back in the sanctuary. As long as he steps back, the pain will gradually disappear.

Therefore, except for the stubborn 10,000 or 20,000 people at the beginning, there are almost no deaths in the Trial of the Holy Land. As long as you step back, there is a way to survive.

The prerequisite is that your soul has not been burned by the holy fire.

But others can retreat, but Sigma has no way out.

He came here carrying the name of a traitor. Behind him was not only the country at stake, but also the people who did not know the truth but were willing to believe and support him.

If he retreats, he will really become a traitor!

The people are gathering in unrest, so what right does Sigma, as the leader, have to say to retreat?

Enduring the severe pain of his soul burning, Sigmar crawled on the bluestone road carrying the remains of his ancestors and the armor of the saint. Even if he had to crawl, he would reach the first palace.

The seed of grace in his chest glowed and heated up, tempting him to eat it. If he ate it, he would have inhuman strength. Even if he could not become Chiron's student, he could still lead his subordinates to dominate the world. But he refused to do so.

In the eyes of God, those who are blessed by God are no different from ordinary people.

Just being a charismatic person will not be enough to protect the people of France in the future. He must become Chiron's student and become a Saint Seiya.

His soul began to crumble under the burning of the holy fire, and his flesh and blood turned to ashes.

He crawled all the way, and amid the amazement of the onlookers behind him, his flesh and blood collapsed and turned to ashes, but he used his amazing willpower to drive his bones to continue crawling.

Suddenly, he stopped. He was not dead. Although he was now just a skeleton, the flickering light in his eyes showed that his soul was not extinguished. Even though he had no flesh and blood, he was still alive.

The disintegration of the soul was accompanied by the loss of memory, and the reason why he stopped was because he had lost the memory of why he came to the Sanctuary.

who am I?
where am I?
what am i doing?
The classic triple combo circled in Sigma's heart. Now he was burned to the point where only a little soul was left. He really didn't remember why he was here.

He lay on the bluestone road for the whole night. The little bit of soul he had left made his thinking slow. He couldn't understand why he came here to suffer. It was so painful here.

A trace of retreat suddenly flashed through his soul. He wanted to leave this painful place. As long as he stepped back, he could escape from this sea of ​​fire.

He didn't know where this thought came from, but he could feel that it was true. As long as he stepped back, all the pain would disappear.

No going back! Go forward! Go forward!

Sigma's soul was stirred, and the deepest voice in his soul told him that he must move forward!

He started moving again. He didn't remember who he was and forgot everything about his past, but his soul still remembered that he had to reach the end!

His soul was stirring, the light in his eyes was growing brighter, his soul was growing, and he remembered.

He is Sigmar, and he comes with the hope of France!

His body was recovering, the holy fire no longer burned his soul, and he was going through the test between life and death.

Now the holy fire is repairing his soul and body, and he is reborn in the fire.

He no longer needed to crawl on the ground. He stood up, feeling refreshed, and strode towards Aries, the first sign of the zodiac.

Ignoring the exclamations behind him, Sigmar met Chiron in front of Aries Palace.

He has been waiting here for a long time.

"Young man, why don't you eat the God's Grace Seed? Compared to becoming my student and starting over, eating it is obviously a shortcut to gaining power."

"Teacher Chiron, I come here with the expectations of the people. Only by becoming your student can I protect my country in the future."

Sigma walked through the sacred fire, so it was reasonable for him to call him a teacher, and Chiron gladly accepted it.

A mortal without any power withstood the test of the holy fire. Even with a shortcut on him, he would rather die than retreat. There is no one with such a firm will even in his distant memory. Such a student is too outstanding.

Chiron was so happy that he almost kicked his hooves. He pinched Sigma's muscles and praised: "Very good. This body forged by the holy fire and the firm will are exactly what it takes to become a Saint."

"Now, take out what you brought."

Sigma took out the things he was carrying one by one, including the sword, armor, remains, battle flag, and most importantly, the God's Grace Seed placed in a fine gift box.

After being forged by the holy fire, the seed of divine grace changed. The original black seed, symbolizing the power of shadow, turned into a pure object emitting colorful rays of light. The power of shadow was also dispelled, and now it was just like when it was born, a pure dewdrop.

Chiron took the dewdrop and gave it to Sigmar.

"This seed has been purified. It belongs to you now. But you don't need to take it anymore. You can ask someone to take it away. It's all up to you."

"There are also residential houses in the Holy Land. You can go and stay there first. We will start learning tomorrow. I will teach you how to use your own little universe."

Sigmar was overjoyed, as this gave France one more bargaining chip. He glanced at the things on the ground. These were all precious cultural relics of France, especially the skeletons of his own ancestors.

"Don't worry. The person behind you asked you to bring these things here for a purpose. I just happened to have drawn the magic circle. You can come along too."

Chiron is not an old antique who just stays in the mountains. He goes out for a walk when he has nothing to do. He knows exactly what is happening in France.

When he saw Sigmar pass the test of the holy fire, he began to draw the magic circle. Minos could summon helpers from the underworld, so of course he could do it too. It's just summoning spirits, which magician can't do it? Don't underestimate me, Chiron!

Minos had authority over the underworld, so he didn't have to recite the spell, but Chiron couldn't.

He recited the spell honestly, and the two magic circles lit up with brilliant golden light at the same time. With dazzling light flashing, two figures appeared in the center of the magic circle.

"Napoleon Bonaparte (Jeanne d'Arc) has responded to the call."*2
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