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"You really are annoying, and since it was you who made the move today, what about Her Majesty Queen Gisela?" To be honest, Anastasia's most desired opponent was Gisela.

"Your Majesty? Your Majesty is of noble birth, how could you possibly go to the battlefield at a time like this?" Marta raised an eyebrow, waiting for the enemy to attack so as not to waste time on the battle.

"There's no need for that. Although in theory I should use my equipment advantage to quickly take you down and then join forces with Zhuoya to besiege that French saintess, you won't be so easy to kill. That's one reason. Secondly, I don't actually agree with Miss Zhuoya's recklessness. In my opinion, this battle is completely unnecessary. Anyway, we won't have a clear outcome. Neither you nor I, nor the two of us who are like enemies meeting again, will die or even be injured. In the end, it won't have any impact on the outcome of the war."

"Oh, so you're not planning to go up and help? That's a bit surprising."

“If you promise you will never stop me, then of course I will go and help. Killing a magic user who is actually French is in the interest of both our countries, isn’t it?” Anna’s words were cold, and her offer was very tempting to Marta in the past.

But Marta, with a cold smile, said, "You'd better give up that idea. I'll keep a close eye on you. Although Jeanne's plan is for her to hold off both of your attacks while I restrain you from the sidelines, I don't agree with that plan."

“Her personality does seem to suggest that she’ll shoulder everything herself.” Anna said, as she landed her magical armor on the ground and then shut down the flight components—this would minimize the mental strain on the armor.

Marta remained airborne, warily watching the landing Russian armor.

Aren't you coming down?

"The Russian asked."

"I'd better stay in the air. Fighting on the ground would be too restrictive for me."

Marta's magical armor was fitted with numerous additional amplification components, significantly increasing its overall weight. While this wasn't immediately noticeable during aerial maneuvers due to the increased power, the added weight severely hampered its combat capabilities once the flight components were temporarily disabled for ground combat.

That's why Marta continues to fly in the sky, even if it means expending more mental energy.

She suddenly began to worry: what if this was Anna's scheme, designed to wait for her to waste her mental energy so she could seize an opportunity to kill her? This worry made her palms sweat again.

Marta suddenly realized that she was more afraid of death than ever before. The desire not to die, the longing to live and return to the fox, gripped her heart.

Her teacher once told her that love makes people strong and gives them courage, but it can also make them weak. At the time, Marta didn't understand the meaning of this, and in fact, even after she decided to stay with the fox, she still hadn't grasped its significance.

Until now.

Love gives people courage and perseverance, which is why I strive hard in my new position and work hard to build Austria's intelligence agency into a world-class intelligence organization; but love can also make people cowardly, which is why I am so nervous at this moment that my palms are full of sweat.

At this point, Marta finally understood her teacher's teachings, even though her teacher had been dead for many years.

Marta took a deep breath; her clothes were soaked with sweat, the fabric clinging tightly to her chest. Thankfully, she had deliberately removed her corset before the attack, otherwise she would definitely be in excruciating pain right now.

Having big breasts is indeed a problem, but it is precisely because of her big breasts that she has a huge advantage, and at least that little fox likes them. Even though she herself has a couple of ounces of flesh, she is interested in those things like a man. At this moment, Marta suddenly realized that she had been daydreaming, and immediately broke out in a cold sweat.

In a life-or-death struggle, a moment's lapse in concentration often results in decapitation.

Marta quickly perked up and glared at the Russian mage, only to find that she had already opened the breastplate of her mage armor and was calmly watching the two fighting back and forth in the sky with a learning attitude.

"You guy..."

“Isn’t it a bit impolite to call someone else ‘this guy’?” Anna glanced at Marta. “You should land. I see you’re having a hard time flying with that cobbled-together thing. Even if you don’t shut down the flight components, just reducing the operating power would be better than what you’re doing now.”

Marta thought about it and agreed, so she landed on the ground and turned the output power of the flight components to the lowest setting.

This reduced the mental pressure she felt considerably, and the suffocating feeling she had been experiencing disappeared. However, Marta remained cautious, keeping her weapon pointed at the Russians, maintaining a vigilant stance.

At this moment, the Russian girl spoke up: "That's strange. In my impression, you're a rather free-spirited and daring person, an intelligence queen who travels between countries. Not everyone has that kind of courage. I thought that the moment I activated my armor, you would attack and take a gamble. I didn't expect to miscalculate. Did I give myself away somewhere?"

Marta gritted her teeth. If Anna said that, she was probably prepared; activating the armor shell was just a decoy. If it were her past self before encountering Gisela, she probably would have impulsively charged in, but now, she didn't even have the thought of taking that risk.

PS1: The weekend went by too fast QAQ

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