Chapter 1198 dead never tell tale (Part 1)

Pomona used the skills she learned from Minerva to do Antol's manicure.

Although her fingers are already beautiful, Hathor seems to like bright colors on her nails.

"Have you been to the Tuileries Palace before, sweetheart?" Hathor said casually while looking at his new fingernails.

"Yes." Pomona answered honestly.

"Then have you seen him?" Hathor asked.

"Yes." Pomona's tone dropped, seeming very reluctant. Although Hathor did not say who "he" was, she knew that it was Napoleon.

"What did you say?" Hathor asked.

"nothing……"

"I need to know all the details." Hathor interrupted her. "Don't tell me you forgot so quickly."

"He had just returned to France from Egypt," Pomona said. "He did mention a lack of supplies."

"Really?" Hathor smiled playfully, looking like a femme fatale who was in love and eager to know all the secrets of her sweetheart.

"You must be curious, why am I so interested?" Hathor said as if using Legilimency on Pomona, "I am an Egyptian god, and he is a French invader."

"I think your 'blessing' to him has been enough for him." Pomona said helplessly.

"It seems like you sympathize with him?" Hathor curled his hair and looked at Pomona maliciously.

"No." Pomona denied.

"The first time I saw him, he was still wearing that heavy French military uniform." Hathor said to himself, "Can you imagine wearing that black woolen suit in a place as hot and dry as Egypt?"

What is it like to walk in the desert in military uniform? Many soldiers died in the desert from Alexandria to Cairo. They didn't even have water bottles, because the gorgeous military uniforms didn't have a belt designed to hang water bottles. I originally thought it was here again.

A hypocritical fool. Later, his performance in the Battle of the Pyramid opened my eyes. He used an infantry phalanx to fight the Mamluk cavalry, and in exchange for 30 casualties, the Mamluks suffered 20,000 battle losses. Those soldiers believed in him.

Even though there were only six columns of them in a square formation, and the Mamluk cavalry was so numerous that it obscured the horizon, they did not retreat or escape."

"When did you become interested in him?" Pomona asked.

"War is not just about glorious moments, dear. The French in the Napoleonic era believed that Egypt was the cradle of civilization, and they wanted to return the civilization that was born in the cradle to Egypt. These soldiers broke many traditions, even if they did not follow military discipline

After plundering the locals, the British defeated the French navy and cut off the supply line of the expeditionary force. They had no choice but to treat Egypt as a permanent French colony. Many people were unwilling to let their country become someone else's.

Colonial, his initial tolerant policy all came to nothing, the soldiers still robbed Cairo. Later, when the British joined forces with the Ottoman Empire, he won many battles and captured many prisoners, but he did not have enough food and

Although he had no way to feed the prisoners with water, he could not let them go back and let them attack him again, so he broke his oath and killed the prisoners, which brought misfortune to his army. The Black Death infected his soldiers.

It broke out."

"Oh my God." Pomona subconsciously covered her chest.

"He asked the doctors to give the soldiers opium wine, which would make them suffer less. The British took this opportunity to start publicizing how Napoleon brutally killed prisoners in Egypt and euthanized his soldiers. Josephine watched in Paris

All these news are coming, I can understand her desire to leave him." Hathor said coldly, "Her husband became a butcher in the desert far away from civilization. What's worse is that there is another coup in France.

They did not have time to take care of the expeditionary forces, which meant that the soldiers were abandoned. They not only had to face the Mamluks, but also the citizens who might riot at any time. It was at this time that Napoleon secretly returned home."

"You mean, his original intention when he returned to China was not to stage a coup?" Pomona asked.

"He had two choices, either to wait for death in the desert like those abandoned children, or to return to his country to seek a chance for survival. A god gave him a little help, because he did not set up the general camp after the army contracted the Black Death.

In a big city like Cairo.”

"That god is you, right?" Pomona asked, "He had already made a choice in the dream at that time?"

"He wanted to become Augustus, because at that time he still had a relatively happy family. His brothers had been working for him in Paris, and even Josephine later came in handy." Hathor

Sighing, "He was almost mad at Josephine, but he still retained his basic sense. He asked Josephine to send a breakfast invitation to the Director, in order to catch the Director, but that cunning politician

Sensing something was wrong, he asked his wife to accept the invitation. Napoleon was indeed cheating on her husband, but it was not an affair, but to steal the whole of France."

"You want to conquer him?" Pomona asked. "Like Cleopatra?"

"I think that is the power that belongs to the living." Hathor smiled and picked up the wine glass with his manicured hands. "In the myth, Ra used pomegranate wine instead of blood to deceive me, making me think that the world has already

Blood flowed into a river, and Napoleon dyed the Nile red with real blood. What he did is actually the same as what you are doing now. I have always been very good to believers. I just want to restore the relationship as before."

Pomona really had nothing to say.

Hathor is the god who embodies all beautiful words, but he is also the cruelest goddess in the world. At this moment, Pomona felt very scared. Hathor did not say anything to threaten her. She just said that she felt pleasure from bloodshed and death.

In this way, he is already similar to the devil in hell.

Hathor is a beautiful monster, she symbolizes a prosperous life, but isn't it the glory and wealth that attracts countless people and finally falls into the devil's trap?

Even if it is a trap made of gold wire, it will still be fatal. Fortunately, Napoleon did not lose his mind due to love and chose to repent before his death, so he did not become Hathor's "pet".

Hathor wanted Napoleon's soul, and Pomona would be harming him if she agreed to help Hathor.

But if she didn't do that, it would be Severus' turn to be "unlucky".

Napoleon would not simply rest in peace. He would have to repay the "debt" he owed during his lifetime, whether it was for the soldiers who followed his orders and died in the snowfields and deserts, or for the prisoners who died in his hands.

This is his "retribution".

After thinking about it this way, she felt less painful about what she would do in the future.

If Pomona doesn't agree to Hathor, Hathor may not let her go. Only in order to put the sculpture as Hathor's "residence" in the Tuileries Palace again, Hathor must let Pomona go.

Na returns to her original world.

As for what Hathor will do after arriving at the Tuileries Palace, it is beyond Pomona's control.

After comparison, Pomona realized how cute Venus is.

"Do you know why the Senate is full of lawyers?" Hathor asked Pomona again at this moment.

"No, I don't know." Pomona said cautiously, "What reminds you of this, goddess?"

"I just said that France was preparing for a coup at the time. Napoleon was a general who was very good at fighting. That's exactly what the senator who planned the coup wanted." Hathor took a sip of wine, his lips as red as if he had sucked blood.

"After Pompadour's death, Du Barry became the first mistress of Louis XV. People at that time believed that things could not be done without asking Du Barry. The struggle in the palace had reached the point of affecting the political situation, and even

It can be said that the outbreak of the Great Revolution was also related to them."

"What else can those women do except spend money?" Pomona frowned.

"Oh, dear, it's more than you imagined." Hathor burped, looking like he was not completely awake.

Pomona immediately refilled her glass.

"What did they do?" Pomona asked in a low voice.

"Have you ever heard of Mopu's reforms?" Hathor asked.

Pomona shook her head.

"In that case, it's a long story." Hathor said lazily, "Lawyers always bring trouble. When the Revolution happened, the most radical ones were the lawyers who would become elders in the future."

Get ready, folks, the palace fight drama is coming~~~
Chapter completed!