Chapter 295: The Mask of Hypocrisy

Frederick III's expression quickly underwent several changes.

  After a few wandering glances, his gaze fell on the painting "Our Lady of Sorrows" on the wall.

  John's rebelliousness was completely unexpected. Since his coronation as Grand Duke, the entire German Empire, from the princes and princes to the serfs and merchants, has treated him with great respect. Even when the Habsburgs were almost one time away from being crowned by the Pope, the foreign heretical ruler was able to sneer at him in public.

  "Your Majesty, I don't want you to come to Vienna just to say this. The Habsburgs, like Valleologo, had honor and status, and even ours was built on strong, solid rule! It is not to rely on rebellions everywhere and defecting nobles to force the façade. Frederick III, perhaps because of his old wounds, was always leaning back on a bench in a dark yellow robe, with black shoulders and a gold pendant, and the contempt and disdain in his eyes were all the more evident by such movements.

  Old Agrippa was relieved to see that John did not make a sound rebuttal at the first time, and he roughly acquiesced about the distance between the secular knight Morey and Frederick III. Even if Morey was not armed, as long as Frederick III's sarcasm had caused John to get out of control a little, the assassination plan might have been completed in the next second.

  But Frederick III did not seem to realize that if John insisted on jumping into the fire pit according to Ulrich's plan and tying himself up with Laszló V, his round-looking head would be in danger.

  Although John and Sophia have not yet understood what Ulrich's key does. However, as long as Frederick's maids had Ulrich and Laszlo's men, the ease of assassination would be multiplied. It also shows that Ulrich has carefully planned the whole plan.

  Thinking of this, John looked even more elegant when he held up his glass.

  Of course, in Frederick's eyes, this was undoubtedly a compromise that John was forced by his authority.

  "I am deeply saddened by what has happened to you, and it is hard to imagine that such a good ruler could be treated so harshly. Laszló V's act was like killing his relatives and animals, which was despicable! God will push him into Hell and the arms of the devil! "Thankfully, the Roman Empire is still plagued by rebellion and debt, but Vienna and Austria, and even every inch of the Habsburgs ploughed up, will prosper under your leadership!" ”

  John's several changes in attitude made Frederick even more stunned. At first, he couldn't figure out what these people meant. If it was only for the support of the Serbian rebels, Frederick III had already thought of all kinds of ways to deal with it, but until now, apart from some unnutritious flattery, John had not put forward any key information.

  The night gradually spread between the cups and the glasses, and the waiters served in the dining room of the Hofburg Imperial Palace had already changed a batch, and the plates on the table did not know how many times they had been reprepared, although even Frederick was already full at this time, John still smacked the wine one by one, and from time to time came a comment that was not too pleasant.

  No way, the wine of Great Greece does nourish the appetite of many people.

  Perhaps because of the injury, or perhaps because of the natural reaction after a full meal, Frederick III's upper and lower eyelids were already fighting. The Austrian courtiers, especially the old ones, were already sleepy.

  However, John's magnanimous attitude after him made Frederick III even more embarrassed to get up and leave, but lazily listened to the flattery of several people in turn.

  Old Agrippa quietly tugged at the tablecloth on one side, and John drew his attention from the glass.

  "It's getting late now, Your Majesty Frederick, and it's still raining outside. I wonder if His Majesty the generous Emperor will be able to take us in and spend the night in the Hofburg Imperial Palace. ”

  Hearing this, Frederick III, who seemed to have been relieved, hurriedly agreed: "The luxury of the Hofburg Imperial Palace deserves to be affirmed and witnessed by anyone, including you. There are countless beautifully decorated rooms here, and I will arrange for the maids to lead you to rest. ”

  ……

  As the dinner ended, a group of courtiers who accompanied the guests left the table one after another. Frederick III also left with the help of two chamberlains, and in the end, only John and others were left in the hall.

  Sure enough, the maid who came out to greet John was the eyeliner that Ulrich left in the Hofburg Imperial Palace.

  At this time, facing John and the others, the maid just made a silent gesture and stopped any words or movements. I'm afraid Ulrich has other arrangements.

  "Brother...... We didn't report to any outsiders when we came to Vienna...... If Ulrich and Laszló were still on their way to escape, they wouldn't have known our whereabouts......"

  On the palace corridor, Sophia lowered her voice and whispered to John.

  "I was thinking about it just now. And I think it's ...... Ulrich is not an easy guy. After the incident, I am afraid that the whole world thought that Ulrich had fled in a panic. However, is there a possibility that, in fact, in some dark alley of Vienna, Ulrich was keeping an eye on the Hofburg Imperial Palace through various intelligence forces. "And Elizabeth was not a simple woman, and before Frederick's coronation, in the Hofburg Palace, this woman was very prestigious." Despite being placed under house arrest, it was easy to leave behind a few trusted henchmen. Ulrich is now signaling his men to meet with us, there is another possibility......"

  "This guy is actually ready to make his move, and that's one of the chips he hinted at our alliance with Laszlå V!" Sophia reacted quickly, "Even...... Is this man sure that we will witness the death of Frederick III? ”

  "Even if he had the ability, it wouldn't be a good choice to do it now." John and the others entered the room under the guidance of the maid, which had been cleaned up by the chamberlain, and the most striking thing was a delicate wooden box on the bedside table, with a copper lock on it, "Court intrigue is not a game. It is even more unlikely that I will kill Frederick today and Laszlo's turn to be emperor tomorrow. If Ulrich is really well prepared, then it will be a long time before this long assassination is prepared. ”