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"Eek!" Gisela was interrupted by the girl, who pointed at her and kept making "Eek" noises.

Gisela was completely baffled. Who knew what she was trying to say? And the other person didn't seem to be speaking Chinese either.

"Uh, if you keep calling like that, I don't know what you're saying."

Gisela had initially thought that his language ability might make him the only person in the world who could communicate with the girl before him, but now it seemed he had been overthinking it. Thinking about it carefully, it made sense. According to the intelligence, she seemed to frequently mingle with sea animals, and that call was probably a way for aquatic animals to communicate; it would be strange if she could understand it.

PS1: A poor relative from my hometown came to seek refuge with the fox (2333)

Chapter 580 The Turkish Symphony of the Vienna Rose: Capter77 The Fox Gets Shot Again (Seeking Votes)

At this moment, the girl made a "beep" sound, which Gisela also didn't know what it meant.

She could only watch as the girl rummaged through her dirty waterproof bag. Soon, the girl pulled out a jade pendant and held it up in front of Gisela—the pendant had a crescent moon pattern on it and looked very ancient.

This easily reminded her of Afu, whom she had met before. Afu was still in a coma, in a vegetative state, barely clinging to life with the help of IV fluids. She had mentioned the depletion of the dragon veins of Shenzhou.

Now that another person has arrived from his hometown, Gisela couldn't help but wonder what kind of heaven-defying things the Ming Dynasty was doing to force so many magic users towards him.

It can only be said that even without the Jurchens moving south, the Ming Dynasty's current state of decline is in no way inferior to that of the Qing Dynasty in the same era.

Returning to the present moment, Gisela suddenly understood Marta's strategy. It turned out that she wanted to use her unique features, similar to those of an Eastern magic user, to attract this guest from afar.

In this respect, that woman is indeed something, but I can only settle the score with her when I get back for leaving me off the plane!

Gisela turned her attention back to the girl in front of her, took the jade pendant from her, and was about to use her silver-haired form to communicate with this fellow countrywoman.

At that very moment, a gunshot rang out behind her.

Gisela felt as if she had been punched hard in the shoulder when she was caught off guard.

She staggered a few steps, but eventually regained her balance.

Gisela looked down at her right shoulder and saw something dark spreading across her clothes.

Mia, standing to the side, stared in surprise at Gisela's shoulder, completely bewildered by what had happened, and instinctively leaned towards Gisela's direction.

Then a second shot rang out, the bullet whizzing past Gisela's ear, the sound of it cutting through the air sounding to Gisela like the whisper of death.

As she dropped to the ground, she activated her magical shield to dodge a potential third shot.

I don't know why she would think of the Austro-Hungarian Crown Prince in the Sarajevo incident. If it's about the curse of the throne, then it's too late. She has already been crowned, and she really used herself to "kill" the magic user.

At that moment, someone roared in broken German, "Damn female Satan!"

The third shot rang out, the bullet hitting Gisela's magical shield before bouncing off and landing in the muddy ground far away from Gisela.

If she were alone, she might have attacked directly, but considering that Mia was by her side, Gisela simply raised her shield and did not launch a counterattack.

At this moment, the young man from the same village came up to Gisela, stood next to her, and looked down at her with curiosity in his eyes. After staring at Gisela for a while, he squatted down, poked Gisela's injured spot with his finger, and then put his blood-stained finger in his mouth and sucked on it.

"Eek!" The girl frowned and, without saying a word, began searching in her bag. Soon she found a dirty cloth and began to bandage Gisela's wound in a strange way.

"Bang bang bang!" Several more gunshots rang out, but unfortunately, the power gap between ordinary people and magic users was as vast as an insurmountable chasm.

At that moment, Gisela seemed to vaguely hear the sound of hurried footsteps, as if many people were approaching.

She released her spiritual energy, wanting to survey her surroundings and determine whether the footsteps were friend or foe—

Just then, he heard someone speaking loudly in German; it seemed that Austrian troops were approaching.

Relieved, Gisela lay down on the beach, exhausted, and drifted into a short sleep. (Gisela's unconsciousness was not entirely due to her injuries.)

The next morning, Rita's car drove into the military base near the port of Trieste. All the checkpoints along the way gave the car the green light, allowing it to drive directly to the entrance of the military hospital inside the base.

Rita didn't wait for anyone to open the car door; she opened it herself and rushed out, walking quickly towards the main entrance of the hospital building while asking the captain who came to greet her, "Where is His Majesty?"

"Special care ward, this way."

Led by the captain, Rita soon arrived at a door that seemed out of place with the rest of the hospital's decor. The soldiers guarding the door quickly stood at attention and saluted her.

Rita didn't return the greeting, and pushed open the door to enter the ward.

In the nearly 30-square-meter ward, there was only one large bed. Gisela had her eyes closed and an IV drip was hanging next to her.

That person was Gisela.

"how is the situation?"

"His Majesty is not in mortal danger, but he has a fever due to a wound infection. He has been given penicillin, which His Majesty invented. Due to the severity of the infection, blood loss, and some unknown reasons, he may not regain consciousness for another two or three days."

After Jeanne finished speaking to Rita, Rita let out a long sigh of relief, then turned and glared at Marta, who was standing by the window with her back to the hospital bed: "What's wrong with you! We were only at ease because you were going with us, and now this has happened!"

"Miss Rita, please..."

"You too! How dare you injure Master! What happened to you!" Rita was exuding an aura of power today. If you didn't know her, you might think she was the most prominent magic user.

Jeanne immediately shut her mouth, lowered her eyes, and looked like she had done something wrong.

Just then, Gisela's blanket stirred. Rita thought she had woken up and her face lit up with joy, but it turned out to be a kitten that had somehow crawled in...

At this moment, Marta, who had been facing the window, turned around, and the gloomy and fierce expression on her face greatly surprised Rita, to the point that she forgot that she had planned to say a few harsh words to Marta.

“Miss Rita.” Compared to her expression, Marta’s voice was quite normal. “I hope you can persuade the Cabinet and the Imperial War Department to authorize me to use the Imperial Royal Allied Forces to impose martial law in the entire port of Trieste. I want to find and kill all the foreign spies lurking here. I’d rather kill a thousand innocent people than let one guilty person go free.”

Although Rita, as Gisela's personal maid, does not hold an official position, she has now become Gisela's de facto chief bodyguard and a shadow member qualified to attend cabinet meetings. Given the delicate relationship between Ms. Rita and the Queen, the cabinet will not oppose Rita's legitimate requests most of the time.

After all, the cabinet has been reorganized by Gisela, and the current members are all new nobles loyal to Gisela. As for the old, deeply rooted nobles, they have long been swept into the dustbin of history.

“I will not allow you to use the Allied Forces, nor will I allow you to use any extreme methods. Otherwise, the situation that Fox has been trying to avoid all along will happen. If you want to prove that you are truly capable, then do it in a way that Fox permits: wipe out all the British spies in one fell swoop! Otherwise, Fox will definitely regret recommending you to succeed me and Aponia as the head of the intelligence agency!”

PS1: The fox's coma wasn't entirely due to being shot, but rather had something to do with Su Beiming 0v0!

Chapter 581 The Turkish Symphony of the Vienna Rose: Capter78 The Harem's Combined Strength Can Break Gold (Seeking Votes)

As Rita spoke, she stood tall, meeting Marta's menacing gaze without flinching. For the next ten seconds or so, she and Marta remained locked in a standoff, neither giving an inch.

Finally, Marta looked away.

“I understand. You’ve been with the fox the longest, and I respect your choice. I’ll go and organize the search operation myself right away.” After saying that, Marta opened the window, jumped onto the windowsill, looked back at Rita from the windowsill, and smiled slightly at her. “Now I understand why the fox trusts you so much.”

Rita has not remained stagnant over the years; her judgment is now vastly different from what it used to be.

After saying that, Marta disappeared out the window.

"Honestly, remember to close the window too!" Rita complained as she ran to close the window, then turned to Jeanne and said, "Where's that mysterious magic user? You're not telling me the fox got shot but didn't even touch that girl, are you?"

"You don't need to worry about that. She seems to know that it was her bandaging that caused the fox's wound to become infected and cause a fever, so she followed her. She should be taking a shower and changing clothes now."

"She bandaged it up?"

"Yes, her bandaging stopped the bleeding and accelerated the mage's recovery, but the bandage cloth was so dirty that the doctor said it worsened the infection."

Rita frowned.

Just then, the door to the ward opened.

The girl the two were talking to appeared outside the door.

For some reason, the girl with dark green hair was wearing baggy overalls, a typical worker's outfit, a men's shirt for easy movement, and a helmet that was very popular among workers.

She also had a pair of binoculars hanging around her neck and a large backpack slung across her shoulder.

The girl's appearance made Rita frown.

"What's with her scavenger look?"

Jeanne shook her head.

“We had absolutely no way to communicate with her, so all we could do was provide her with clothes and let her choose whatever she wanted.”

While the two were talking, the girl ran to Gisela's bedside as if no one else was there and reached out to press her forehead.

The next moment, Rita and Jeanne's expressions simultaneously turned tense.

"She's using her powers!"

Rita was about to take action when she discovered that the expected attack did not occur; the magical energy fluctuations emitted by the girl were very gentle.

A few seconds later, the girl withdrew her hand and then made a satisfied "ee" sound.

Jeanne curiously reached out and touched Gisela's forehead.

“The fever has gone down…” Jeanne said softly, looking up at the incredulous girl.

The girl ignored Jeanne's gaze, opened her backpack, and took out a can that looked like an Austrian military can.

She opened the can, smelled the fish inside, and then beamed with joy, plopped down on the ground, and started eating.

“I’ve never heard of a mage having healing abilities.” Rita turned on the intercom in the room. “Doctor, come and check on His Majesty’s condition immediately.”

Soon, several doctors, accompanied by nurses, entered the room and began examining Gisela's body. A few minutes later, a doctor reported to Rita, "Her Majesty still has a low-grade fever, but strangely, her temperature is not high; it's as if something is drawing away her excess heat."

Rita looked at the girl happily eating canned fish on the ground, her expression very complicated. She could feel a faint magical energy fluctuation emanating from the girl and Gisela. Clearly, the girl had established some kind of connection between herself and Gisela, and was constantly transferring heat away to cool Gisela down.

Jeanne was also puzzled; she herself was a magic user, but she had never known that she could do something like this.

After the doctors left, Rita turned to Jeanne and said, "Looks like we've brought back a remarkable fellow."

“We know nothing about her, but I can tell she seems eager to see the fox, and she’s carrying a jade pendant from the East.” Jeanne looked at the girl before her, made what she considered the most reasonable judgment, and then said, “What should we do? Should we work together to subdue her?”

“I don’t know either.” Rita glanced at Gisela on the bed. “If it were His Majesty, he would probably let things take their course and then slowly try to get in touch with her.”

Rita shrugged after saying that.

"In short, let's feed her first, and then make further plans after His Majesty wakes up."

After Rita finished speaking, Jeanne nodded, and then said to Rita, "Until he wakes up, I'll leave everything to Miss Rita."

Rita remained silent for a few seconds before giving a serious "hmm," her expression grave. It seemed she was determined to manage the affairs of the nation and the battlefield before His Majesty recovered.

As Rita made up her mind, the dark green-haired girl raised the can in her hand and poured all the juice from the can into her mouth.

"Eek!" she made a pleasant sound, then stuck out her tongue and began licking the bottom of the can.

Rita knelt down in front of the girl, forced a smile, and said, "If you stay here, you can eat as much canned food and fish as you like."

The girl glanced at her, ignored her, and instead put the completely empty can into her backpack before taking out a new can.

This time it wasn't canned fish. I was stunned when I opened the can, staring at the pineapple chunks inside.

After a brief moment of confusion, the girl's curiosity was piqued. She stuck out her tongue and licked the juice from the can of pineapple, then her expression turned strange, indicating that the taste wasn't to her liking.

However, this obviously could not stop her desire to explore. She picked up a piece of pineapple and put it in her mouth.

She chewed on the pineapple, her expression unchanged.

After swallowing the piece, she finally looked up at Rita and then reached out to hand the can of pineapple to Rita.

Rita took the canned food and stood up, saying to Jeanne, "She doesn't seem to like fruit very much, so don't give her any... wait, no, offer her as many different kinds of canned food and dishes as possible. She likes to try new things, and that might increase her chances of staying here. As for how to move her to Vienna... isn't she interested in flying objects? When we move her by plane, she might come along."

Rita paused, then continued, "The remaining issue is with Turkey. The military operation should be starting soon, right? Although I don't know much about military affairs, I know the importance of speed in warfare. Delaying the attack will change many things. Therefore, the planned attack cannot be postponed. Command and coordination are entrusted to you, Miss Jeanne. We trust your loyalty and ability."

Jeanne hesitated at first, but she quickly shook her head and adopted a determined expression.

“Although I still have some doubts about whether I can command such a large-scale operation, I can only do my best at this time.” Jeanne smiled at Rita. “To better command the operation, I will fly to Turkey today. I will leave the support to you, Miss Rita.”

PS1: Ra!

Chapter 582 The Turkish Symphony of the Vienna Rose: Capter 79 Gisela's Way of Thinking (Seeking Votes)

"Don't worry, I will ask Marshal Benedek and Miss Borojevina to deliver the logistical supplies and troops you need to you on time and in the required quantity."

As soon as Rita finished speaking, the communicator on the wall rang.

Jeanne, who was closer, picked up the microphone: "This is De Dac, what's up?"

After a few seconds of stunned silence, the other person suddenly realized that this was Her Majesty the Queen's best French ally, and then continued giving his report.

After a few seconds, Jeanne put the microphone on her shoulder and said to Rita, "The British ambassador has arrived and hopes to visit the fox."

"They're like a weasel paying respects to a chicken..." Rita bit her lip and complained about the British in Chinese, a language often used by foxes.

Jeanne tentatively suggested, "Why don't you just refuse him?"

“No.” Rita seemed to have made up her mind. “We cannot interrupt our cooperation with Britain now. This is a situation that His Majesty established, and we cannot let it be ruined. At this time, we should be patient and let the British ambassador in.”

Jeanne immediately gave instructions into the microphone.

After she put down the microphone, Rita continued, "Jeanne, when you arrange the public announcements, just say they are all hostile elements of unknown nationality—uh, sorry, I'll take care of that, you just focus on the military operations."

Considering Jeanne's status, Rita ultimately felt that doing things herself was the right thing to do.

Just as Rita finished speaking, footsteps sounded outside the door.

Soon, a lieutenant opened the door, and the British ambassador entered the ward.

He first glanced at Gisela on the hospital bed, carefully checking her vital signs, and then his gaze naturally shifted to the unknown magical girl next to Gisela who was studying how to open the fourth can of food.