Anime, Girlfriend Shokuhou Misaki.

However, Tsuchimikado Motoharu actually asked him to ask Haramura Makoto for help, which he naturally rejected.

"Humph!"

Accelerator snorted and left with the parchment, embarking on his journey to find Makoto Haramura.

……

Time passed slowly like this.

The snow and wind rarely dissipate in this northern land, especially during the winter season. The blizzards only intensify, making it impossible to see any clear skies on this land. Every day, all you can see are howling winds and fluttering snow.

As time went on, the situation of World War III became increasingly serious.

The war between Russia and Academy City has reached a fever pitch.

However, contrary to what countries around the world had predicted, Academy City has not only not shown any signs of decline, but has now begun to encroach on Russian territory.

Over the past few days, dozens of cruise missile attacks have been launched, and each one was shot down by interceptor missiles as soon as it entered Japanese territorial waters.

The Russian air force and navy, dispatched to the vicinity of the Sea of ​​Japan, were completely powerless against the supersonic fighters of Academy City, and were forced to remain entrenched in their bases.

Academy City's fighter-bombers brazenly entered Russian territory, even venturing deep into Russia, dropping massive amounts of military supplies and constructing one formidable military base after another every hour.

Academy City's ambitions were thus laid bare.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the battlefield, at the border between Britain and France, across the Strait of Dover.

"Crash-"

Large amounts of salt were scattered onto the sea surface, turning the originally clear and blue sea into a white, murky expanse.

"Kill those British guys."

Hundreds and thousands of French magicians howled and jumped off the coastline like dumplings being dropped into boiling water, their feet sinking into the salt flats, and charged towards the British.

This was a true magical war, but a clandestine operation carried out by four or five, or even seventy or eighty people.

Let's just stop here.

He was around thirty-five or thirty-six years old, but he made a conscious effort to dress to appear younger. With neatly combed blond hair, a handsome face, and wearing a red suit, he looked quite serious as he appeared here.

"It seems they're unwilling to listen."

The man sighed softly, his calm gaze turning sharp.

Following behind the man, knights clad in silver armor also stepped forward, with one of the leading knights coming to the man's side.

"Commander, preparations are complete."

"Very good. Notify the Puritan mages to launch an attack together."

The Puritan magicians and knights, who had been waiting for a long time, were greatly encouraged and jumped off the shore like dumplings being dropped into boiling water, heading towards the French magician army of thousands on the opposite side.

Although these two factions were mortal enemies just a few days ago.

Many Puritan magicians died at the hands of the Knights.

Many knights of the Chivalric Order died at the hands of Puritan sorcerers.

But now they are united again, obeying the command of the Grand Master, and protecting the nation of England.

This is the most unique aspect of British Christian culture.

The Royalists, the Knights, and the Puritans form a perfect triangle, mutually restraining and supporting each other.

Today's enemies may be tomorrow's allies who help each other.

This is what makes Britain a special country.

However, it must be said that the Puritan and Knight faction magicians and knights were quite excellent, and even though they had just entered the fray, they were already showing a tendency to overwhelm the French magician forces.

Of course, this is also because Queen Elizabeth allocated a large amount of angelic power to her.

The combat power of these knights has been infinitely amplified.

But, at this time.

"Om-!"

The air trembled, and just as the French magicians were at a disadvantage, a bolt of azure lightning shot out rapidly from afar, striking the British army in an instant and inflicting heavy casualties on the British magicians and knights.

"As expected, she made her move; the stunning beauty of France."

All of this was within the man's expectations.

Or to put it another way, the long-standing animosity between Britain and France has meant that both countries have always regarded each other as their hypothetical enemy and have a very clear understanding of each other's high-end military capabilities.

"boom!"

The lightning in the sky did not hesitate at all, but this strike was not aimed at the troops fighting at sea, but directly at the commander of the knights standing in front of all the knights on the opposite strait.

"Weapon weight!"

The Knight Commander shouted loudly, and the demonic sword Frentine in his hand was already unsheathed at some point.

He infused it with magic, causing red and black substances to wrap around it, directly forming a crimson giant sword nearly four meters long. He then applied weapon weight from the pattern magic to it, increasing its destructive power, and blasted it directly at the lightning strike that attacked from mid-air.

"boom--!"

The loud explosion echoed throughout the entire Dover Strait.

The Knight Commander descended from mid-air and landed steadily on the ground, the four-meter-long crimson magic sword flashing with magical light in his hand.

The task of defending against the French attack was once again entrusted to the Grand Master of the Knights, and Queen Elizabeth naturally returned to him the weapon that suited him best.

Now, this geographical location is within the United Kingdom, and Queen Elizabeth generously bestowed upon the Knight Commander a full 20% of the angelic power.

The current Knight Commander has far surpassed the Water of the Rear, and his strength is almost the same as when he fought against Haramura Makoto. Even a saint would be easily defeated by him.

Defeating this lightning strike that comes from who-knows-where is of course no problem.

However, even so, the Knight Commander's expression did not relax at all; on the contrary, it was only solemn.

"A woman of unparalleled beauty's long-range lightning strike technique."

"Luckily, I had 20% of the angel's power, otherwise I might not have been able to withstand it."

"That's true. It seems that Britain has no one else to use. After making such a mistake, Queen Elizabeth still released you to serve."

A silent, surprised voice came from across the strait, immediately drawing the attention of all the knights, who all turned to look.

She was a blonde woman wearing a gorgeous white dress made of loose fabric. Her skin was unusually pale, her eyes were sunken, and she looked extremely thin, as if a gust of wind could blow her away.

She also held a sword in her hand, which had a golden-red luster. The hilt was spread out and intertwined like tree branches, and it also served some kind of power fluctuation that should not be underestimated.

—A woman who could topple a kingdom.

She was a woman comparable to Joan of Arc and Marie Antoinette in history, a woman whose influence shook the entire history of France.

This impact was so profound that even important figures in France were terrified. They believed that letting her continue unchecked would be unthinkable, and that executing her would be a waste of her innate talent. So they used magic to alter her body, confining her to the magical environment beneath Versailles Palace, where she would never be allowed to leave.

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"Your body should have been modified to survive only in the special magical environment beneath Versailles Palace."

Leading his knights, he leaped onto the battlefield, the commander of the knights raising the Frentine high and aiming it at the stunning woman.

This stunningly beautiful woman is far too powerful for France.

Unlike in England, where the Queen is considered the strongest, in France, without a doubt, the strongest is this woman who could topple a nation.

Moreover, this strength is beyond the standard.

This strength is quite fatal to the French royal family, but as mentioned earlier, the power of this stunning woman is also indispensable to France.

Because in this world, powerful magicians are essential for a nation.

Especially since their old rival, Britain, possesses the extraordinary power of the Cardina, they must also have the strength to counter it. In addition, the wisdom of the woman of the nation can always provide opinions and make decisions on various key issues for France.

Only by relying on her wisdom can France become better.

Therefore, this stunningly beautiful woman could only be restricted by France, not erased.

"I'm sorry, but the claim that one can only survive in the underground of Versailles is nothing but a lie by the French government."

In the same leap, he arrived on the battlefield and faced the Knight Commander face to face.

"As you can see, I am free to move around."

Every country has its own trump cards.

Just as Cartier was Britain's trump card, the stunning beauty was France's trump card.

The claim that survival was confined to the underground palace of Versailles was merely a smokescreen deliberately released by the French government to mislead the enemy.

Their eyes met, and they began to exchange sharp, knowing glances.

"what!"

"drink!"

The next second, the golden-red holy sword and the crimson demonic sword clashed instantly, and the magic power spread outwards.

Has France now decided to take whatever it wants from the Roman Catholic Church?

The knight commander and the stunningly beautiful woman clashed fiercely, their terrifying magic spreading outwards. Neither the French magicians nor the English knights were able to participate in the battle.

These two individuals possessed a level of strength that was exceptionally high compared to the surrounding humans.

The domain created by their battle is a forbidden zone that mortals are absolutely forbidden from entering.

The Knight Commander wields the Frentine and can use the Imitation and Zeroing spells he created, along with the angelic power bestowed upon him by the Queen of England.

The stunningly beautiful woman held the holy sword Durandal, which was inlaid with relics and, like Katina, imbued with a national-level grand magic.

The two are extremely evenly matched.

They were so close that it was impossible to determine a winner in a short period of time.

What do you mean by that?

A bolt of lightning struck out, causing the beautiful woman's brows to furrow deeply.

"It seems that Your Highness, the Beauty of the Nation, still doesn't know the specifics of what happened."

With a powerful swing of his sword, he neutralized the attack of the stunningly beautiful woman. The knight commander whispered something, and his speed instantly increased, allowing him to retreat about ten meters.

"I just came out of the underground of Versailles Palace, and what kind of intelligence do you think the royal family would give me?"

The stunningly beautiful woman snorted coldly, but her attack did indeed slow down.

Or rather, she has indeed stopped attacking, and judging from her appearance, she seems to be trying to get the answer to the following question.

"In that case, let me explain to you, you woman of unparalleled beauty."

From both Britain's and Queen Elizabeth's perspectives, neither wanted this pointless war to continue, and they were well aware of the French position held by this woman of great power.

Simply put, when she needs you, she'll ask you a question and ask you to come out and help; when she doesn't need you, she'll go back to your prison.

Therefore, this stunningly beautiful woman may not actually know the specifics of what happened.

……

"Oh ho ho, the dog's desperate.

On the permafrost of Russia.

A military green car, equipped with snow chains, sped along recklessly, kicking up a flurry of snowflakes, seemingly unconcerned about the slippery snow.

Outside it was freezing cold, but inside the car it was warm and cozy.

Makoto Haramura turned the air conditioner up to its maximum.

This vehicle wasn't one of those junk Russians; it was an armored vehicle from Academy City that he had directly obtained from Academy City's military base.

Fully automated driving system, holographic imaging technology, semi-artificial intelligence, camouflage patterns...

Almost all of Academy City's most advanced military technologies are concentrated in this vehicle. Therefore, even though Makoto Haramura is sitting in the driver's seat, his hands are not on the steering wheel. Instead, his eyes are focused on the virtual screen that is currently displayed on the windshield, watching the information sent from the Saijin Workshop.

Question 1: What is this?

Sasha, sitting in the back, also had questions, her eyes fixed on the large screen.

"To put it simply, Russia is now desperate and preparing for nuclear and biological warfare."

—Nuclear warfare and bacteriological warfare.

This is a word that sounds like a nightmare; it sends chills down your spine.