At night, the black limousine drove straight in, and as soon as it stopped at the residence of the Novgorod envoy, a Novgorodian greeted him, "What do you want to do?" ”

The guards were not good-looking, and the Poles had intensified their surveillance in the past two days, and this time they simply drove in. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The visitor pushed the door and got out of the car, took out his documents and handed them over. He was a middle-aged man with fine-rimmed glasses of sterling silver on the bridge of his nose, and looking at his clothes, he was clearly a minister of the Kingdom of Poland. The man glanced at the other party arrogantly, but still stretched out his right hand to shake hands with Dikaiat in front of him, "It's me." Representatives sent by Poland, are there any problems? ”

"What's the matter?" Hearing the arrogant voice and arrogant attitude of the other party, Di Kaiyat who came out also did not have a good face, but he still calmed the displeasure in his heart and asked.

"I've been ordered to come to see Archduke Cons, Why, aren't you welcome?"

The Polish envoy was so arrogant that he had a completely disrespectful smile on his face, and he did not pay any attention to Dicayat and the other guards who were glaring at him.

How could the Poles send such a representative ?!

Despite this, Ducayat managed to calm his anger at the attitude of the Western powers towards the Rus, who in their eyes were barbaric, vulgar, and ignorant. The fragmentation of the Rus' and the backwardness of their own technological culture were the root causes, but more important was the greed of the Far North.

One day, we will make you realize your foolishness!

Dikaiat said secretly in his heart, but he still regained his composure, and said coldly: "Then please wait for me to pass the Grand Duke." Now the Grand Duke still has something to do, and I am afraid that I will not be able to see you immediately. After saying that, he ignored the arrogant attitude of the other party and turned to leave. But to everyone's surprise and anger, the Polish minister calmly walked straight in.

"What do you want to do?!" The furious Novgorod guards never expected that the other party would be so contemptuous that they would directly ignore them and want to go straight into the mansion, which is a great insult even diplomatically! The embassy community has always had a transcendent status, and States have always recognized it. Immediately, the guards pointed their weapons at the Poles who had stepped in without permission.

The soldiers who followed the Polish minister immediately aimed their weapons at the Novgorodians, and the atmosphere became extremely tense.

However, there was a subtle look on the face of the Polish minister, and even if he was pointed to the head at gunpoint, he was not afraid at all. To be precise, it's not that you are not afraid, but that you have enough to rely on.

Because he knew that the Poles would not dare to take such a risk, and that if the other side fired, it would mean that their situation would deteriorate rapidly. It was certainly an adventure, but the Polish minister was convinced that the Archduke Consdante would not be so stupid. And these Novgorod guards should not be so impulsive!

Sure enough, the other party was just a warning.

At this moment, the hidden Polish army was closely watching, heavily armed, and of course they would not destroy Consitine - this was the task of the Inquisition, but such a strong force was enough to crush the Novgorodians. Even though Cons Dante's men were all elite, they only had small arms in their hands. In the face of ten times and a hundred times the number of people, what can these Rus people resist?

Therefore, the Polish minister had the audacity to face the guns of the Novgorodians arrogantly.

"What's going on?" Alarmed, Berschis came out of the mansion and asked with an unkind look at the Polish envoy who had come to him.

"It is the request of His Majesty Yadwiga, this is the king's seal, is it possible that the Poles cannot even decide whether our princess will go or stay. Archduke Constance-Dante must have taken Poland too seriously! I saw that the Polish official looked at Bersch arrogantly and sneered, not looking at the other party at all.

He was alarmed by the commotion outside, but he did not expect that it was the Poles who were provoking like clowns.

Suddenly, however, Bersch asked, "Is this an order from His Majesty Adevica himself?" ”

"Of course, are you questioning this edict?"

"Then just let the guards present it, why did you force your way into here?!" Berhis's face seemed to be covered with frost, and he looked at the handwriting on it, and sneered in his heart, he had seen something.

The Polish minister, who was a little uncomfortable at the gaze of Berhis's mad eyes, decided for a moment that his heart trembled, but he immediately concealed his gaffe, maintained his original arrogance, and said: "That's too troublesome, isn't it?" Princess Bonifazia is a Polish princess, I'm afraid it's not polite to live here! ”

"So that's why you just did that? Who is the wrong person? Suddenly, Berschis drew the brawler from the waist of one of the guards, and the next moment he was close to the Polish minister, the cold blade of which was pressed against his throat.

The creepy feeling made the already arrogant man almost unable to move, because fear had taken over everything in his body, and he could not control his body at all.

"You-" The tongue was like a knot, and the Polish minister, who was speechless, did not expect that the other party would dare to do so. Like an outlaw, Berschis paid no attention to the Polish soldiers who were not far away pointing their guns at him.

"I know what you're trying to say next. It's nothing more than empty intimidation, and now even if your men put a gun at my head, I could have your throat split a second before a bullet pierced my skull. Do you dare? ”

The cold words were like a poisonous snake spitting letters, and the blood in his whole body seemed to be coagulated, and the Polish envoy, who was still arrogant before, was like a lost dog at this moment.

"I'm ...... I'm just a messenger, don't kill me! Now, the Pole did not dare to show his previous arrogance at all, and he could clearly feel that what the other party had said before was by no means intimidating. He didn't expect that this man was like a madman, and he didn't care, and the Polish minister at this time didn't even dare to pant loudly, because the sharp short knife could cut the trachea at any time.

"Huh, are you scared?" Berchis asked grimly, expressionless, he withdrew the dagger in his hand, let go of the other party, and looked at the Poles condescendingly. And at that moment just now, everyone was so suppressed by its terrifying coercion that they couldn't breathe. This is the real Berhis, the man who was called the Iron Earl in the Duchy of Antioch, even if he did not have the power of the principality, that kind of natural power would not be weakened in the slightest.

"Then you can get out, unless His Majesty Advita is present in person, the Grand Duke of Consdante, as the guardian of Princess Bonifazia, has the right to do so." Berchis casually threw the edict on the ground, and under his coercion, the Poles, who had been arrogant, now had nothing but gasping for breath, and they could not bear the heavy eyes of the other party, which had experienced the battlefield, and were more fearsome than the eyes of ordinary soldiers.

"What a shame guy!" And in the distance, Marquis Marcel, who was watching the situation here with a telescope, said with a displeased face, he didn't expect the people sent to be so useless.

"Originally, it was just used to test the other party's bottom line, and I couldn't expect those Novgorodians to take the initiative to call Her Royal Highness the princess out." Marshal Mauser lightly wrote that the official had been sent there casually, for the sake of mere pretense.

"Since she chose to stand against us in the first place, she must bear the price of such a choice." This old man, who usually seemed very kind, squinted his eyes at this time, and the wrinkles on his face were like cracks in the rocks, but they made people feel extremely afraid. This is the existence of the princes, who dominate Poland and stand at the pinnacle of power. There was no one in Poland to confront them as long as they wanted to.

Yadwija, after all, is too young! At that time, it was the most stupid thing for her to be unsatisfied with the status quo.

"So, do you mean to give up Princess Bonifazia?" Marquis Marcel asked, looking at Marshal Mauser.

"Didn't we send him out when the king was chosen?" Marshal Mauser asked rhetorically, "Since it has been determined that we have abandoned it, then this so-called royal family is dispensable, isn't it?" It can't be used by us, and it could be a threat to us at any time, so it's better to let her disappear. ”

The old man's cold and merciless words made the Marquis Marquis of Marcel fall into silence, this is a taboo topic, the Polish royal family has always been vague, but the first king, that is, the father of Yadwiga, has unparalleled prestige, which has allowed the royal family of this line to survive, but now Marshal Mauser is so frivolous that he wants to erase it, which is inevitable......

"I'm afraid—"

"Don't forget, Marquis Marquis, it wasn't us who gave up Her Royal Highness, even a few hours before the accident we tried to get her back to our poor Majesty the Queen, but because the Archduke Consdante had left that lovely girl in flames, the Novgorodians had carried dangerous flammable materials that caused a huge explosion that flattened the entire neighborhood. It's none of our business, we've done our best. Marshal Mauser interrupted the other party, and his face did not change, but the more this happened, the more creepy it became.

Could it be that this old man didn't care about so many people's lives?

The Marquis of Marcel couldn't help but shudder, it can be said that the hands of every prince are not clean, they all rely on the determination to kill and intrigue to trample their political enemies to the peak of power, but this time Marshal Mauser's methods even the other princes were greatly shocked.

At this time, Marshal Mauser put his hat back on and said to Marquis Marcel, who looked solemn beside him: "Well, since this is already the case, there is nothing to say. Marquis Marcel, you don't still have any illusions about the royal family, do you? The old man's words meant something, which made the man who was originally pondering also slightly stunned, but the Marquis Marquis Marcel quickly adjusted his state, he knew that Marshal Mauser represented the entire Polish aristocracy, they did not like their power to be limited, although they did not want the royal family to decline, but they were still helpless, the moment they broke with the Polish nobles, the tragedy was already doomed, and Jadwigga tried to resist the tragedy and chose to trust Constance Dante actually accelerated the progress of the tragedy.

"I see." The Marquis nodded, the alliance of the nobles was of paramount importance, and even if he had a little connection with the Ardwidga family, he would not be able to do anything to help. The only thing that awaits Bonifazia is destruction, and for those great nobles who are trying to weaken the royal power, foreign kings are much easier to control, and Adevicia is a lesson from the past, and Bonifazia will never become one of the king's choices.

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"Left?" Conseidante looked at Berhis, who had returned to the room, and there were only three people in the room: him, General Kurak, and Berhis.

"It seems that the Poles are ready to move." General Kulak sighed slightly, he could see that it was a temptation from the other party.

"That's why they're going to take Bernia away?"

"It's just pretending, they don't care about the child's life or death, they just do it so that they don't let themselves be exposed. If Bernia falls into their hands, she will end up being nothing more than a tool for marriage. I'm afraid this is the last thing His Majesty wants to see! ”

"Looks like it's tonight...... It's horrible! Constance Dante muttered to himself, but his face was so calm that there was not even a hint of a wave. As if indifferent to the coming storm.

And Berchis was expressionless, and there was no indication on that cold face that this might be the last willfulness of Constance Dante, and he could only agree.

But General Kulak seemed a little hesitant.

"Constance, can you really turn things around? Maybe I believe that you will invite a catastrophe, and maybe you can give Bernia a chance to Poland that has never been seen before. Danger and opportunity! That's all I can do, old friend, don't blame me! ”

In this old man, he could only say silently in his heart. The old friend he called in his heart was Jadwija's father, the first king who led Poland's rise. Now, all they can rely on is the strength of Cons-Dante alone. However, Constance Dante has to face two behemoths, the Holy See and Poland, can he really resist it? Will Poland be pushed into the abyss of chaos in the end, or will it pass through the deepest darkness and face a bright future?

General Kurak could not guarantee it, could not predict it, and could only put his life on the body of Constance Dante as a desperate bet. (To be continued.) )