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"It's okay, come in."

Garion pinned his revolver to his waist and beckoned Bishop Gregory into the house. He originally wanted to use his power to suppress people, but he unexpectedly found that the literati in front of him did not play cards according to the routine at all!

In his eyes, aren't the poor literati all pale people with a pale face as if they had tuberculosis, and with a bony body, they are good for nothing but a pen? Why is this person not only a lot taller, but also looks powerful and powerful, which is completely different from the literati he imagined.

The average height of European men in these years is less than 1.7 meters, and Garion's height is simply standing out from the crowd.

Bishop Gregory hesitated and asked, "Are you Lord Garion?" ”

"Don't you think I'm not like it?"

Garion glared at him and said impatiently, "Come on in." ”

Seeing Bishop Gregory look frightened, Garion knew that he had taken the initiative.

It's a pity that the M1860 Henry Bead rifle has just been patented this year and has not been officially sold in Europe, otherwise it would have been more visually impactful to hold a long gun when the door was opened just now. Although the freedom of guns in France is not as good as in the United States, people still have the right to legally own guns. Therefore, there have been endless incidents of thugs assassinating dignitaries without saying a word, from Marat at the beginning of the Revolution, to Napoleon I and then Napoleon III, almost all of them have had the same experience and experience.

Bishop Gregory stepped into the room and was surprised to find that it was not a place for people. Compared to the Basilica of the Sacred Heart, the whole living room is poor and pitiful.

"What a cramped dwelling."

Gregory deliberately pulled his voice and said, "I wonder if Lord Garion is willing to reach an agreement with us to put an end to this farce?" Now it is estimated that the whole of Paris is tired of this farce......"

Garian walked over to the pantry, and he pulled out a bottle of wine from it.

"Bishop Gregory."

Garion interrupted the chatter as he turned and placed a bottle of wine in front of Gregory and made a gesture of please.

"I can't drink."

"Oh, that's a shame and so boring."

Garion held his glass and said, "You should try vodka, every Russian favorite." God occasionally dozes off, so there is no shame in breaking vows. ”

Bishop Gregory pushed the glass away with great interest, and he took a serious gesture to seek Galion's counsel.

"I'm serious, Lord Garion, if you want money, we can negotiate, the church is not stingy, as long as you open your mouth, we will be willing to pay within our means. But if you keep making trouble......"

"Don't be unpredictable?"

"Huh?"

Garion waved his hand and said, "It's an Eastern slang phrase that translates to don't blame me for not warning you beforehand. ”

"Bishop Gregory, do you know about the Decembrist events in Russia?"

With his back on the couch, Garion began to tell the bishop in front of him about history.

"During the war against Napoleon in 1812, some Russian aristocratic officers took part in expeditions abroad, were influenced by the democratic ideas of Western Europe, and were extremely dissatisfied with serfdom and autocracy at home. After returning home, they set up secret revolutionary organizations in an attempt to transform the country in the Western way. And on November 19, 1825, the day of the sudden death of Tsar Alexander I, the Decembrists decided to carry out a coup d'état ahead of schedule, the day of the succession of Nicholas I. But in the end the coup failed, and Nicholas I immediately mobilized his army, bombarded the square with artillery, and bloodily suppressed the uprising. ”

"What do you mean by that?"

Bishop Gregory did not know why the other party suddenly began to popularize Russian history.

"I mean, even the Orthodox Church, a country closely linked to the Tsar, has begun to see aristocratic revolt, religion can no longer be a means of ruling the people, a Parisian Catholic trying to turn back the clock of history, back to the dark Middle Ages of the past, do you think you have a chance?" ”

Garion did not hesitate to puncture the last bit of illusion of Bishop Gregory. He took the bullet from his pocket, slammed it on the table, curled the corners of his mouth, and warned word by word, "I'm sorry, I've been in Petersburg for a few years, and I've been contaminated with their habit of revenge." If the Catholic Church feels that it can use its power over people. ”

Garion pulled out a pistol from behind his back, slammed it on the table, and warned, "Don't think that the literati are weak, maybe I'll come out of the archdiocese with someone's head." ”

Garion clearly warned him that the strong are afraid of the horizontal, and the horizontal is afraid of not dying.

Especially this kind of thing, I can't really move my fingers to decide who will die first.

"You're blackmailing the Catholics?"

Bishop Gregory's face was pale, but he did not dare to get angry. The initiative of the situation is on Garion, and he just avoids his edge.

Garion said coldly, "Get out of here before I make a move!" ”

Zola was holding the trout and a bag of potatoes, and before he could pull out the key, the door was suddenly opened from the inside. He saw a gloomy-looking clergyman rush out of his house, with an angry look on his face. He glared at Zola and said in a cold voice, "Get out of the way." ”

Zola subconsciously flashed to the side, and then he heard the sound of rough footsteps in the hallway, as if he was about to slam his boots deep into the plank.

This defeat cast a cloud over Gregory's face, and the archbishop gave the order to suppress public opinion at all costs, and now he was forced to take more radical measures.

The resentment in his eyes swept away, which was diametrically opposed to the usual image of a benevolent and kind bishop.

"You damn readers, wait for me! The church will not rest on its laurels! ”

Zola looked at the clergy who had left inexplicably, turned around and saw Garion standing right in the doorway, he put on a look of "what's going on" and said, "What's going on?" Garion, why would a priest appear in our house? ”

"That's no ordinary clergyman."

Garion pursed his lips, pointed to the red clothes that left and said, "That is the bishop of the Sacred Coeur in Paris, Gregory, the villain in Hugo's "Notre Dame de Paris" refers to this kind of person. ”

"Oh? Why did he run out in a rage? ”

Zola put the fish in the sink, turned around and asked, "Is it because of the previous incident?" ”

"Yes. Negotiations broke down just now. ”

Looking at Zola, who had just walked in the door and still looked puzzled, Garian turned the bullet nest of the revolver in his hand, and said slowly, "I'm afraid the other party has taken a strong attack." ”