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VOL. Afternoon in France

Queen Mary also walked with graceful steps today through the lackluster corridors of Chaldea.

There is a sweet smile on her beautiful face, and her beautiful long hair between gray and silver is combed into double ponytails, covered by a fluffy red hat. She is also wearing a red dress, and it looks like it should be

It has been specially modified for combat, mainly by reducing the hem of the skirt and making it easier to wear.

Beside her is the loyal dragoon, Dion.

Not only is he her knight, but also her best friend.

Dion, a knight with long golden hair, has an androgynous appearance. In fact, if you have to be more serious, she is not androgynous, but. After using skills, his gender can be freely switched between male and female.

.This is probably because Dion’s gender was unknown during his lifetime, and he kept this mystery until his death. Even until his death, there was no conclusion. This topicality may have created such a skill.

The two of them walking in the corridor of Chaldea directly reduced the work enthusiasm of the male employees. As long as they passed each other, they would definitely look back and take a closer look.

Queen Mary also had no self-consciousness. Every time she passed by someone, she would smile, raise her arms, and gently shake her red gloves twice, which made people's hearts melt.

Suddenly, she found a familiar figure in the corridor, his eyes shining, and he waved his arms to greet her:

"Master, Master! vivelafrance!"

Hearing someone calling her, Fujimaru Ritsuka turned around and saw the smiling figure of Queen Mary.

"It's Queen Marie! And Knight Dion! Do you two want to have afternoon tea?"

Fujimaru Ritsuka handed the training report to Mashu and asked her to help submit one copy to Director Noelle and Leonardo da Vinci.

"Yeah. Yes, it's French afternoon tea. Do you want to come together?"

"France, Jeanne and the others are there too?"

Fujimaru Ritsuka suddenly became interested.

Isn’t this a women’s association?

There was something wrong with that when she was a female high school student. She is also a female high school student now! She just saves the world by the way. Isn't that how it is done in anime?

And this is a noble! Marie Antoinette is a real queen! The afternoon tea must be of a very high standard. There must be everything from high-end black tea to delicious snacks and so on!

Thinking of snacks, Fujimaru Ritsuka's mouth began to salivate. During this period, her work and training time increased greatly, and she hadn't eaten a decent dessert for a long time.

She is different from Yagi Sekssai. After Yagi Sekssai becomes a follower, he does not need to sleep and can save 8 hours a day to arrange his own affairs. She is different.

"Master, please come too, it will be a great time!"

"Well! Then I'd rather be respectful than obey! The tea party hosted by Queen Mary, I'm really looking forward to it!!"

"Um?"

Queen Mary tilted her head, raised her eyebrows in confusion, and corrected:

"That's not right. I am not the initiator of this French Tea Party~"

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"Everyone, welcome. I am the initiator of this French Tea Party, Napoleon Bouwanaba. Please don't be formal."

The short blond boy was wearing a military uniform, a cape, and a big officer's hat. He looked a bit funny. However, everyone knew that this boy, who looked only twelve or thirteen years old, would become world-famous in the future.

Grand Commander-in-Chief, Napoleon Bonaparte.

He is the product of the fusion of the human Napoleon Bouwanaparte and the heroic spirit Napoleon Bonaparte, and is similar to a Servant. Thanks to this, Chaldea was able to summon him so easily. Otherwise, with His Majesty Napoleon's popularity, I would think

It takes a lot of effort to summon.

There was no response to the enthusiastic young man's speech, only Queen Mary applauded cheerfully and showed a bright smile.

This, this is no wonder, right?

Because in a sense, these two people, Napoleon and Queen Mary, are impossible to be compatible with.

Because Queen Mary and her husband Louis XVI died at the hands of the Jacobins. And Napoleon was an important figure in the Jacobins. Although he did not execute the two of them with his own hands, it would still be awkward to meet, right?

But judging from the looks of the two of them, they didn't mind at all.

This made Joan sigh greatly, feeling that she was a fool for worrying about the relationship between the two.

(Although I am not smart to begin with. I am just an illiterate and unknown village girl.)

Thinking like this, Joan of Arc picked up the knife and fork, cut a piece of the thick cake stacked in front of her, and put it into her mouth with the fork.

She was born in a rural area and made her fortune in the military. She had little opportunity to eat such a delicate cake. As soon as she ate it, Jeanne showed a rare expression that was not saintly at all, soft and sweet.

"tasty!"

"If Joan of Arc can be praised like this, my hard work is worth it."

Napoleon smiled proudly, showing a row of teeth.

"Hey, His Majesty Napoleon made it. Uh-huh?! His Majesty Napoleon made it?! Do you still have this skill?!"

Joan of Arc didn't think there was anything wrong at first. She mixed her words with the next bite of cake and chewed it carefully, and then she discovered the problem.

"Well, what's the problem? There is nothing impossible in Napoleon's dictionary! Isn't it just making a cake?"

Knight Dion silently cut a piece of cake, stuck it with a fork, and looked at the cut surface carefully. Layers of thin layers were stacked on top of each other. This kind of cake, according to the common sense she acquired, should be called

No, that person shouldn't do that on purpose, right?

Dion suppressed his thoughts.

However

"It's so delicious. It's even better than the pastry chefs of the royal family! Napoleon!"

Should I say that she really deserves to be Queen Mary? She didn't use honorifics at all and talked to him naturally.

"Is this a call?"

"Um!"

Napoleon responded happily.

Napoleon cake is also called mille-feuille because it is said to have a thousand layers of thin pastry. As for why Napoleon is in the name, it seems to be due to misinformation in later generations. Napoleon himself neither tasted it nor saw it.

Historically, this kind of thing was very common, right?

It's obviously not related, but it is given a name inexplicably. There are many such unreasonable things.

"This is a Napoleon cake made by Napoleon himself. Come on, everyone, don't worry. Please taste Napoleon. Tsk - I have to say, I am really a genius."

Napoleon laughed.

His cake technique was something he specifically asked Boudica for advice.

The purpose is to make this cake.

Napoleon did not personally overthrow the Bourbon dynasty, nor did he personally execute Queen Mary. However, his Napoleonic First Empire was indeed established after the Bourbon dynasty.

To Queen Mary, he was a true kleptocrat.

What is his purpose in holding this tea party?

To simply deepen the friendship between French Servants?

Or

Let Queen Mary have some psychological comfort?

From Queen Mary's smile, one could not tell whether she was relieved or whether she had not thought about it at all.

His Majesty Napoleon was so proud that he couldn't guess whether he prepared the Napoleon cake casually or did it consciously.

However, one thing is certain

"It's so delicious! I-I haven't eaten something so delicious in a long time."

Only the taste can guarantee that it is really delicious. Fujimaru Ritsuka almost cried.

It's so pitiful, Ritsuka-chan! Girls are made of sweetness, cake and cuteness! Don't think about calories today and let off steam to your heart's content!

Of course, what happened later was that Fujimaru Ritsuka collapsed when he stepped on the scale.


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