The fourth update

"Put down your weapons, put them down for me quickly, don't act rashly."

Bismarck hastened to stop the adventurous actions of the soldiers around him, fearing that if something misfortune happened to Garion, Prussia would not be able to explain to the Tuileries Palace. The soldiers who rushed into the banquet hall looked at each other, Bismarck and then King Wilhelm, and only Garion sat calmly at the table, slicing a tender and juicy steak with a knife and fork.

"If one I falls, a thousand more will get up."

Gary placed his fork and pointed to his temple, not afraid of the gaze of Wilhelm and Bismarck, "You can defeat only a body, but not the mind, because the mind does not bleed, nor is it afraid of bullets." ”

"Take the gun back for me."

As if looking at a calm madman, King William pressed down with his left hand, and the soldiers gradually lowered their guns. It was also the first time they had seen such a calm guest, and the moment they decided life and death was also calm. In fact, after three years of training, Garian has become accustomed to all kinds of big scenes, and has more moments of brushing shoulders with death than anyone else.

Bismarck was relieved that he had received rumors that Napoleon III was going to visit London, which is why he attached so much importance to Galian's safety. If the French had known that their beloved writer had died in Berlin's Sanssouci Palace, the angry Parisians would have sung the Marseillaise and petitioned for a declaration of war on Prussia.

After so much political turmoil, the invisible promoters of various forces pushed the Parisian literati to the middle, like the first piece of the Domino's card, and if he falls, there will be a series of unpredictable chain reactions.

Bismarck did not dare to take this risk, he explained, "There are no Assassins here, I just made an analogy, you all step down for me." ”

After Bismarck's explanation tonight, King Wilhelm waved his hand to tell the soldiers to retreat, and the Dreiser's rifles that surrounded Garion's neck were all withdrawn, and soon the banquet hall was deserted with only three men.

"It was just a false alarm, I hope Lord Garion doesn't pay too much attention to it."

"It's fine."

Garion slowly wiped the scarlet sauce from the corner of his mouth and smiled mysteriously at King William, "This is not the first time I've been pointed at the head with a gun, I was also held to the forehead by someone before I met King William. ”

King Wilhelm's stern eyes glanced at Bismarck, who only had his hands behind his back and looked fearless.

"Your Majesty doesn't need to question my motives, I'm just doing my part."

"Before this feast ends, I'll tell you one last story."

Garian stood up, raised his voice, and said to the two people present, "European politics is a dark forest, and every country, every politician is a hunter with a gun, sneaking through the forest like a ghost, gently brushing away the branches that stand in the way, trying not to make a sound in his footsteps. He had to be careful, because the forest was full of hunters who were just as stealthy as he was. If he finds another life, hunter or not, there's only one thing he can do: shoot it and destroy it. In this forest, others are hell, eternal threats. Because you can never guess what other people are thinking. Of course, in order to survive, some hunters will also travel in company for a short time. However, it is only when the interests coincide that there will be companion hunters. Once the interests are broken because of suspicion, what follows is the drawing of the sword. So there are only eternal interests, and there are no eternal friends and enemies. The ministers you rely on may also part ways in the future because of disagreements, or even draw swords against each other. ”

"What do you want to express, Lord Garion?"

Bismarck did not know why, but he and King Wilhelm shared the same goal, to establish a great and unified Germany, and there would be no mutual suspicion at all.

"Nothing."

Garion's gaze glanced in the direction of the door, and a figure flashed in the doorway and disappeared into the corridor outside the door. Anyway, Garion's words have already arrived, and the rest is up to them to understand.

Crown Prince Frederick hid around the corner, clutching his beating heart, and his other hand was still holding the letter that the other party had written to him, but everything was as Garion expected, and the crown prince couldn't wait to open the envelope, and then was shocked by the content of Garion's prophecy.

Twenty years later, he will be replaced with throat cancer, because of the disagreement of political ideas, Bismarck will buy a doctor to deliberately misdiagnose and send him on his way?

Crown Prince Frederick never expressed his political views publicly, and the secret of the feud between the Iron Prime Minister and the Crown Prince circulated only among a very small number of people, except for King William and a few princes with whom he had good relations.

And Garion has only been in Sanssouci Palace for less than a day, and he has no way to find out the secrets of the royal family.

Moreover, what he had just said in the banquet room was clearly for himself.

"No, it's a counter-plot by Garian, he wants to deepen the conflict between me and Bismarck......"

Crown Prince Frederick was suddenly stunned, a chill creeping up his spine, and finally suddenly exploded in his mind, and a tingling sensation spread throughout his body.

That's right.

He was at odds with Bismarck in the first place, where did the contradiction?

Garion was known as a sorcerer in France, leading Crown Prince Frederick to be skeptical of the contents of the letter, but unable to believe that Bismarck had poisoned himself by bribing the doctor twenty-three years later.

"Crown Prince Frederick, so you're here."

Crown Prince Frederick was startled by the sudden sound from behind, and he quickly turned around to see Garion standing beside him, with a unique mysterious smile on his lips.

"Lord Garrian...... You, what's wrong? ”

He suddenly realized the envelope in his hand, and quickly put his hands behind his back and smiled awkwardly at him.

"It's nothing, the dinner just now ended unhappily. It seems that His Majesty is very dissatisfied with Bismarck's troubles. ”

Garion had already noticed his actions, but he didn't say anything, just approached him a little, and whispered, "In May 1866, please keep an eye on your Prince Sigismund's health. ”

Crown Prince Frederick's eyes widened suddenly, Sigismund had just been born, why would Garian suddenly say such a thing? Don't?

"You...... Why...... No, no, what are your intentions? Dare to curse my son. ”

Garion pursed his lips, "It's not a curse, it's just a suggestion of human care, if the crown prince doesn't want to believe it, forget about it all, it's a French wizard's nonsense." ”

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