Descending On France 1780
Chapter 295 - 288 Pauline Bonaparte, the arrival of the Saintess.

Chapter 295: 288 Pauline Bonaparte, the arrival of the Saintess.

Anning was all set to watch Josephine and his fiancée Christina show down, also to see if Christina could hold her own in such an atmosphere.

After all, in the future, he might be campaigning across Europe, and aside from not battling Russia, he might very well have to fight his way around the entire continent, and even have to take a trip to Egypt.

When he wasn’t in Paris, Christina was his spokesperson in Paris; her ability to keep things stable and maintain good interpersonal relationships was crucial for Anning.

It was good to see now whether she had the chops for it.

Otherwise, he might have to ask Lazar Xiao He Cardo, who also stayed in Paris, to collect some social intelligence from the scene.

Anning had already imagined Christina and Josephine going head-to-head with breastplates—a typical image of women’s confrontations in his mind, which often appeared in Japanese harem anime or involved slapping and hair pulling, the sort you’d find on TikTok and Kuaishou.

He had never seen genuine scheming women in a contest and couldn’t imagine it.

All he could do was fill in the blanks with his own wishful thinking, imagining a scenario where they head-butted with breastplates while throwing fierce words at each other.

Speaking of which, Josephine’s breastplate also seemed quite substantial, looking resistant to about 600 damage, should match up to Christina’s same 600 resistance without a problem.

Then, at this moment, an unexpected third party suddenly intruded and skewed the scene.

Anning looked over following the voice but didn’t see anyone at first; he was puzzled, then lowered his gaze and spotted the petite Pauline Bonaparte, Napoleon’s sister.

The moment he saw Pauline, Anning was stunned because she resembled the character from the "Holy Maiden Banner" game so much, and was also dressed in military uniform as in the game.

Could it be that the lead artist of the Holy Maiden Banner game was a person who time-traveled back from this era?

Of course, the real Pauline still looked different from the illustrations, this Pauline had a thick fishtail braid hanging behind her head.

In Anning’s view, this was a major plus.

Pauline chattered away for a long time, then realized that Anning had zoned out and immediately became nervous: "Uh... I’m sorry, I should have introduced myself first... No, according to social etiquette, I should wait to be introduced, I shouldn’t be so presumptuous..."

Anning: "No, no, no, don’t be so formal, a friend’s sister is my sister, and a sister can do no wrong!"

Napoleon: "Andy, don’t spoil her like that, it’s not good for her growth."

Pauline pulled down her lower eyelid with her hand and stuck out her tongue at Napoleon, pulling a face.

Anning was convinced, how could there be such a character with such anime traits, did he suddenly cross from a realistic French revolution to an anime-style world?

—Wait a minute, that’s not right, my Maid is also quite anime-styled!

Is this the true nature of this world? Am I actually in an anime moe-style work?

While internally complaining, Anning surveyed Pauline and then asked a question that made Christina’s blood pressure soar: "Um, Miss Bonaparte..."

"Just call me Pauline, a real sister should be called by her first name!" Pauline interrupted Anning.

"Err, alright, Pauline, are you binded too? That’s not good, especially at a young age, it’s bad for your health."

Pauline froze.

Napoleon laughed happily: "She doesn’t need to bind, she doesn’t have any. My mother is always worried about her children going hungry in the future."

Anning: "Ah, I see. That’s great, no, I mean that’s a pity."

Pauline: "How can you bully me just like my brother."

"He did say to treat you like a sister." Napoleon said, delighting in her misfortune.

Anning: "What I mean is, uh, this, it’s very important to have different styles. It’s a matter of diversity. France has such a brilliant culture precisely because it has integrated the arts and aesthetics of various European nations and nationalities.

"Look, our France has gathered the art and literature from the Italian Renaissance, and then we have outstanding musicians from Germany... I mean from the Germanic regions. Beethoven, who’s now conducting the orchestra at the music pool, is an outstanding young German musician.

"So, diversity is really important. There must be those in the world who prefer men with a refreshing charm."

All of a sudden, Christina interjected, "Do you think I’m not refreshing enough?"

Anning: "You are great! Very great!"

Pauline laughed, very joyously, her laughter pure and innocent like a real fourteen-year-old child.

Anning looked at Pauline and sincerely exclaimed, "Your brother has protected you very well. Seeing how carefree you are, I know that Napoleon is a good brother."

Napoleon blushed all of a sudden: "I... I haven’t done anything, really, I just did what I was supposed to, there’s nothing worth your praise."

Pauline looked at Napoleon like this, shock written all over her face: "My goodness, I’ve never seen my brother like this! It’s an eye-opener!"

At this moment, Lasalle came over: "Haha, you’ve never seen it, right? If you hang out with us, you’ll see it often, oh right, you probably have never heard your brother recite the love poems he wrote for you, don’t worry, I’ll recite them for you, I’ve memorized them all, just to mock him at the right time."

After speaking, Lasalle whispered to Pauline in a mysterious tone, "By the way, I have a magic spell. If you just say ’Watermill outside Milan City’ to your brother, he will..."

Napoleon: "Enough! That never happened! We have never dated there!"

"See! Quite effective!" Lasalle said happily.

Pauline laughed so hard she nearly fell over.

Anning carefully sized up Napoleon, thinking you don’t look like an ogre, so why did you pick the same place as a certain "ogre disguised as a human"?

Or is there something to the Watermill? Is there some special PLAY that happens there?

Pauline was still laughing when she suddenly noticed Anning’s expression and cheerfully said, "There it is, my brother said that you zone out like this from time to time."

Lasalle: "This isn’t zoning out, it’s receiving divine revelations. Our General, our guide, is truly a prophet like unto God..."

Pauline: "Really? It’s just spacing out, right? I space out quite often too."

Anning: "Spacing out is a sign of intelligence, that’s what your brother says."

Napoleon had just confidently praised Anning, but now, hearing Anning say this, he became somewhat embarrassed: "This... uh..."

Pauline: "Then my brother isn’t smart, I’ve never seen him space out."

Lasalle burst into laughter, seemingly extremely happy that he had found a comrade to join him in teasing Napoleon. While laughing, he waved his hand, "Bring the wine, Bonaparte, your sister and I definitely have a lot in common!"

Napoleon suddenly put on a stern face: "What? That won’t do! I’m not handing my sister over to a flirtatious playboy who’s always chasing after women! No, I should say, I don’t trust the character of you Cavalrymen, I won’t hand my sister to a Cavalryman!"

Anning thought, is that so? Well, when Pauline meets her destiny, the true love of history, I will mock you ruthlessly.

After all, that man is also a Cavalryman.

The conversation, akin to a family dialogue, continued, and Anning always felt as though he had forgotten something.

He thought about it, right, wasn’t it that he had left Josephine hanging aside?

Ah well, never mind, this social butterfly, how could she be more attractive than an innocent girl as pure as a Saintess, let her be!

Pauline even has braids! Can Josephine compare with braids?