Chapter 1198 Dead Never Tell Tale (Part 1)

Pomona does Antor's nails with a technique she learned from Minerva.

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

"Have you been to the Tuileries before, sweetheart?" Hathor said casually as he looked at his new fingernails.

"Yes." Pomona answered honestly.

"So you saw him?" Hathor asked.

"Yes." Pomona's tone dropped, and she seemed very reluctant. Although Hathor didn't say who "he" was, she knew that it was Napoleon.

"What did you say?" Hathor asked.

"nothing……"

"I need to know all the details," Hartoll interrupted. "Don't tell me you're forgetting so quickly."

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

"Really?" Hathor smiled playfully, looking like a femme fatale in love, 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 the god of Egypt, and he is a French invader."

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

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

"No." Pomona denied it.

"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 such a hot and dry place in Egypt?" What's 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 a water bottle, because there was no belt on the gorgeous military uniform to hang a water bottle. I thought it was coming again A pompous fool, his performance in the Battle of the Pyramids later opened my eyes. He used the infantry phalanx to fight the Mamluk cavalry, and exchanged 30 casualties for the Mamluk 20,000 battle losses. Those soldiers believed him. Even though there were only six ranks of them in phalanx, and the Mamluk cavalry was so numerous that it obscured the horizon, they did not retreat or flee."

"That's when you became interested in him?" asked Pomona.

"Wars are not all about moments of glory, my dear, the French in Napoleon's time believed that Egypt was the cradle of civilization, and they wanted to send the civilization born from the cradle back to Egypt. These soldiers broke many traditions, even if they did not follow military discipline. Looting the locals. At this time, Britain defeated the French navy and cut off the supply line of this expeditionary force. He had to manage Egypt as a permanent French colony. Many people are unwilling to let their country become someone else's In the colonies, his soft policy at the beginning was all in vain, and 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 Water to feed these captives, and there is no way to let the captives go back and let them beat him again, so he violated his oath and killed those captives, which brought bad luck to his army, and the black death plagued his soldiers broke out."

"My God." Pomona subconsciously clutched her chest.

"He asked the doctors to give the soldiers opium, which would make them less miserable. The British took this opportunity to start publicizing how Napoleon brutally killed prisoners in Egypt and euthanized his own soldiers. Josephine watched in Paris. I can understand her desire to leave him.” Hathor said coldly, “Her husband became a butcher in that desert far from civilization, and what’s worse is that there is a coup d’état in mainland France. They didn’t have time to take care of the expeditionary forces, that is to say, those soldiers were abandoned, and they had to face not only the Mamluks, but also the citizens who might riot at any time, and Napoleon secretly returned home at this time.”

"You mean he didn't intend to stage a coup in the first place when he returned?" Pomona asked.

"He had two choices, either waiting to die in the desert like those abandoned sons, or returning to the country to seek a chance of survival. A god gave him a little help, because he did not set up the military camp after the army contracted the Black Death. In a big city like Cairo."

"That god is you, right?" Pomona asked, "At that time, he had already made his choice in the dream?"

"He wanted to be Augustus, because he had a fairly happy family at the time, and his brothers had been working for him in Paris, and even Josephine came in handy later." Hathor Sighing, "He was about to be driven mad by Josephine, but he still retained his basic rationality. He asked Josephine to send a breakfast invitation to the Governor in order to catch the Governor, but that cunning politician Sensing that 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's the right of the living." Hathor smiled, and picked up the wine glass with his nail-painted hands. Rivers of blood flowed, 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 had nothing to say.

Hathor is a god who has gathered all the beautiful words, but at the same time is the cruelest goddess in the world. At this moment, Pomona felt very scared. Hathor didn't say anything to threaten her. She just said that she was happy for bloodshed and death. In this way, it is already similar to the devil in hell.

Hathor is a beautiful monster, she symbolizes a rich life, but isn't it just that these riches and magnificences attract countless people to fall into the devil's trap?

Even a trap made of gold wire would still be deadly. Fortunately, Napoleon was not deprived of his mind by love, and chose to repent before his death, so he did not become Hathor's "pet".

Hathor wants Napoleon's soul, and if Pomona agrees to help Hathor, she will kill him.

But if she didn't, it would be Severus' "bad luck".

Napoleon would not rest in peace that easily. He had to pay back the "debts" he owed during his lifetime, whether it was for the soldiers who obeyed his orders and died in the snowfields and deserts, or the captives who died in his hands.

This is his "retribution".

After thinking about it this way, she didn't feel so much pain about what she was going to do in the future.

If Pomona does not agree to Hathor, Hathor may not let her go. Only in order to restore the sculpture that is Hathor's "residence" in the Tuileries Palace, Hathor must let Pomona go. Na returned to her original world.

As for what Hathor will do after he arrives in the Tuileries Palace, it is beyond Pomona's control.

Only after the comparison did Pomona realize how lovely Venus is.

"Do you know why there are lawyers in the Senate?" Hathor asked Pomona again at this moment.

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

"As I said just now, France was preparing for a coup d'etat at the time, and Napoleon was a very capable general. That's exactly what the senator who planned the coup d'etat wanted." Hathor took a sip of the wine, his lips were as red as if he had sucked blood "After Pompadour's death, Du Barry became the first mistress of Louis XV. At that time, people believed that if they didn't find Du Barry, they couldn't get things done. 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 but spend money?" Pomona frowned.

"Oh, dear, it's more than you can imagine." Hathor burped, looking like he wasn't fully awake.

Pomona immediately filled her glass again.

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

"Have you ever heard of the Mopp reforms?" Hathor asked.

Pomona shook her head.

"In this case, it will be a long story." Hathor said lazily. "Lawyers always bring trouble. When the Great Revolution happened, the most radical lawyers were the lawyers who would become elders in the future."

Get ready, folks, Gongdouxi is coming~~~