Chapter Ninety-Five: Driving the Tiger and Devouring the Wolf I
"Yes. ←," Archimam Isdell nodded, "he's my godson, the person I trust the most here, and for now, at least, he has no ill will toward me, though he values the prestige I bring to him." It's just that if I were a guest at the Grand Duke of Alexander, that kid would resent me! ”
"But after all, the only person you can trust now is Archduke Alexander." Oginets said slyly.
Yes, the Grand Imam of Isder lived in seclusion, and it stands to reason that no one should know the news, especially the four most powerful Grand Dukes in Rus'. But the Holy See hired [Ice Skull] to hunt down, that is only one possibility, at least one of the four Grand Dukes has defected to the Holy See, and now, except for the Archduke Alexander, who is fighting the Crusaders, no one else can be trusted.
"Perhaps!" The Grand Imam sighed slightly and said meaningfully.
"Drive the tiger and devour the wolf, but even so, what do we take advantage of. Bol is a lunatic, but he is not stupid enough to fight the mech legion. Hannes asked, although Grand Duke Vladimir recently transferred his mecha legion to the south, but the other party couldn't listen to them and rashly started a war with [Ice Skull].
"You're saying that the Vladimir Empire sent his army to protect the Grand Imam." Seryosha said suddenly.
"Sure enough, I have to save a lot of effort when talking to Seryosha!" Oginets shrugged his shoulders in satisfaction, and incidentally despised Hannes beside him.
"Who told you to always say half of it!" Hannes roared.
Constance Dante watched the three of them play with treasures, and felt both amused and felt that his heart was empty. It seemed that there was something inside, but Constance Dante couldn't remember what was going on.
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Twelve or thirteen-year-old boys and girls were all around them. The chatter goes on and on.
The girl in military uniform beside her said dissatisfiedly: "Commander." You're so bored! Every time I marched, it was as if I had changed my person. Not a word. ”
"Yes! Oh, yes! Last time in the imperial capital, I shouted to the boss several times, but you kept chatting with the noble lady next to you and ignored me, causing me to be driven away by the guards. Another big boy, also in a military uniform, complained.
"Your Highness Justine, you must invite us to drink next time!"
It's like a family, that long-lost warmth, long-lost sense of security is like warming the cold heart of Constance Dante.
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Those cheerful laughter rang in my ears, and familiar faces came to mind. But Constance Dante could not remember anything.
"Okay, no more laughing!" Oginets suddenly changed his words, and his serious voice pulled Cons-Dante back from the chaotic fragments of memory.
"The so-called driving of tigers and wolves does not lie in 'driving', but in leading, and 'leading' requires their common interests."
The three of them all turned their gaze to the Grand Imam.
"When the time comes, I'm afraid I'll have to wronged you, the Grand Imam!"
But Grand Imam Isdell did not refuse, nodded indifferently, and said, "I have no opinion. ”
"You are really different from the Holy See in the West!" Oginets said from the bottom of his heart that perhaps it was because of the power of the new Roman Empire. So that the Orthodox Church is not tainted by the power of the world!
Since the Cluny movement, the Roman Church has been free from secular royal power. But soon, after the establishment of a strong state, the ambitions of the Holy See also swelled. It was no longer satisfied with merely the submission of the royal power to it, but also began to seek control of the world outside of God.
It is precisely because of this that Grand Imam Isder is more like a true sage than a supreme Orthodox Christian.
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Grand Duchy of Vladimir, city of Sovato.
Smoke enveloped the city, the killing continued, cries resounded through the sky, and panicked citizens were swarming to flee the city.
"Bang bang" rifles roared, exploding blood in the crowd.
It's an Ice Skull mercenary!
"What do you want to do? Who instructed you, you madmen, don't you know that the mercenary code does not allow you to plunder cities? The magistrate who was tied up shouted heart-rending at the slaughter in front of him, he didn't expect this group of madmen to do such a thing
"Oh-that's what you say!" The indifferent man sat on the chair brought by his subordinates and looked indifferently at the hell on earth in front of him, wantonly causing his subordinates to slaughter and destroy, without the slightest mercy, "I said a long time ago that it is very ridiculous for us outlaws to use rules to trap us. ”
"This is the domain of Grand Duke Vladimir, do you know? How dare you do such a thing here, waiting to go to hell! The city magistrate roared.
With a "poof", Count Pol kicked the magistrate in the jaw.
The magistrate was talking, and the cold kick caused him to bite his tongue and blood flowed, causing him to roll on the ground in pain.
"It's noisy!" Count Ball said contemptuously, looked at his boots, and said, "Stain all my boots." ”
Without even signaling, the soldier beside him stepped on the magistrate's back and put the muzzle of his gun on his head.
With a "bang", the smoke cleared, and there was another corpse on the ground.
"Kill all the people, not a single one, and I want the city to be quiet." Count Pol gave the order indifferently, without a trace of fluctuation on his face.
Behind him, dozens of ragged women and children were shivering, villagers from a fishing village.
"Are you coming back, Hannes? It's unlikely, but at least it's fun, so let's wait and see! The corners of Count Ball's mouth drew an icy arc.
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Damn it! Damn it! Kesman didn't know how many times he scolded angrily in his heart!
Looking at the ruins in front of him and the corpses of the soldiers that had been cleaned up, Kesman smashed his fist into the side of the mecha beside him.
"Corps Commander, we found traces of mechs, as well as some bullet casings of unknown models." The soldier who cleaned up the scene reported.
Twisting up the bullet casings brought by the soldiers, and looking at the obvious cross pattern on the bullet casings, Kesman's face was full of solemnity.
"Holy See."
It took a long time for these two heavy words to pop out of Kesman's mouth. He finally understood what kind of person dared to be so presumptuous, even the eldest duke's younger brother.
"Recruit everyone, and I'll get those bastards out!" Kesman shouted furiously.
"Understood!" (To be continued.) )