Cromwell's mouth opened wide and looked at Lu Chen blankly.

Although this cardinal was considered handsome, his stupid expression couldn't help but remind Lu Daguan of the anchovy that lacked water.

"What?" Lu Chen said jokingly, "Didn't you hear clearly, I support your plan!"

"You...... Do you support us in taking the papacy?" Cromwell confirmed dumbfounded, his face filled with the dreaminess of being hit by a pie.

Obviously, in Cromwell's impression, the Divine Envoy Eliot was still the cautious and conformist devout person, and the rebellious plan of "seizing power" was approved by the Divine Envoy so quickly, which made Cromwell a little incredulous.

"That's right. Lu Chen nodded sincerely, appreciating Cromwell's confused expression with satisfaction.

The cardinal patted his face and shook his head, only then did he calm down.

"Elliot, you've got it figured!" Cromwell said solemnly, "and now we're alone, and if we're not careful, we're going to be doomed!

"What are you talking about," Lu Chen smiled, "Of course I've thought about it-"

- Even before you, I thought about it!

Lu Chen was secretly ruthless in his heart.

"Well—well," Cromwell took a deep breath, "so we must take the Pope out of power before the Church runs out of ammunition and the Pope successfully surrenders to Parliament!"

"No, you're wrong. Lu Chen sneered, "It's not 'we' who take the power of the Pope - it's 'I' who take the power of the Pope! As a cardinal, once you oppose the Pope, you will become a traitor to the following levels, and it is strange that you will not be sprayed to death by the saliva of the believers; but as an oracle, my theoretical status is even higher than that of the Pope, and as long as I succeed in seizing power, I can gag the mouths of the world! Therefore, to seize power, I must be in the light and you in the dark!"

Cromwell glared at Lu Chen and blinked.

How does it feel like it's been planned?

Cromwell pinched his arm, and the pain in his heart told him that he wasn't dreaming.

"Cromwell, let me ask you, if we succeed in obtaining the supreme power in the church, what will happen after that?" Lu Chen, of course, didn't know about Cromwell's small actions, and continued to smile and asked, "What should we do after that?"

"After the Pope is gone, we will be able to influence the decisions of the Church!" Cromwell squinted, "as long as we have the right to govern, the Church can hold on and resist the council to the end!

So, this thing wants to seize power, but it is actually to avoid surrender, so that he can finally starve to death in the central cathedral and prove his piety?

- Lu Chen looked at Cromwell's determined gaze and smacked his lips with pity.

What a cardinal, what a fanatic, what a terrible devotion -

And silly cute.

Lu Daguan's crossing into another world is to be powerful, and this atheist has no interest in things like dedicating himself to the Holy Spirit.

"Cromwell, I don't want to starve to death in the church with you. Lu Chen snorted and spoke, shattering Cromwell's fanatical ideals.

"Huh?" the cardinal froze.

Lu Chen stood up from his seat, then lifted the oil lamp from the table and raised it to his eyes to look at it carefully.

The smooth brass lampholder, reflecting Eliot's cheeks, distorted and brilliant.

"I want to take power from the Pope, but I don't die for the sake of piety—" Lu Chen said in a low voice, "As long as I hold the power of the Church, I will lead the Church to break through the encirclement and be reborn!"

"Elliot, are you too much incense?" Cromwell looked at Lu Chen with the eyes of a madman.

Lu Chen snorted.

Indeed, the contrast in strength between the Parliament, the Wehrmacht, and the Holy Church is a world of difference, and whoever says anything about "leading the Church to break through" will most likely be imprisoned in the Bauhinia Asylum in the imperial capital.

"If you don't believe it, forget it. Lu Chen turned around and looked at Cromwell, "I'll talk about it later, but I need your support when it comes to seizing power." ”

"Elliot, of course I'll support you. Cromwell patted his chest and assured.

However, the cardinal also wondered a little: Didn't I come up with this idea of seizing power? Why does it seem that I am listening to Eliot now?

"So, Elliot, do you have any ideas for specific actions?" asked Cromwell.

"Thoughts?" Lu Chen smiled, "Probably a little ......"

"That's good. Cromwell pondered for a moment and said in a low voice, "Eliot, I am now a cardinal, and I am a subordinate of His Crown, and it is not very easy to do anything too conspicuous, but I will always keep an eye on the movements of His Crown and the Bishopric, and if there is a good opportunity, I will inform you." ”

Lu Chen nodded with satisfaction.

In fact, he didn't need Cromwell to do anything practical at all—having a supporter in the church's core leadership alone was already an immeasurable advantage.

After all, as a cardinal, Cromwell was more than capable of providing a lot of classified information.

Lu Daguan has a feeling that his future actions may depend on Cromwell to a large extent.

"Cromwell, do you know anything about the Guards and the Holy Knights?" Lu Chen asked.

Since Cromwell was a cardinal, he must have had a lot of information about the Church. It was a waste that someone didn't need it, so Lu Chen decided to seize the opportunity to learn about the armed forces he cared about the most.

"Both departments are under the direct command of the crown, and we cardinals have little room to interfere. Cromwell glanced at Lu Chen deeply, "You ask this question, do you want to attack the armed forces first?"

Lu Chen glanced at Cromwell approvingly and nodded.

"It's not easy...... Cromwell said with a wry smile, "the guards are fine, you can give it a try, but the Paladins ...... Paladins have always been the Pope's cronies, and I'm afraid they won't recognize you as an oracle. ”

For some reason, Lu Chen suddenly remembered the silver-haired female knight he saw in the restaurant yesterday.

...... of the Holy Knights Lu Daguan rubbed his brows in confusion: The paladins are all professional religious forces, and their combat effectiveness is far stronger than that of the patchwork guards, and if this force is controlled by the Pope, things will probably be a little difficult to handle......

Force, force, force!

Lu Daguan has always firmly believed that power comes out of the barrel of a gun, and if he cannot gain superiority in force, the plan to seize power can only be empty talk.

Is there any way to quickly control a sufficient force of armed forces?

A bold idea came to mind. Lu Chen was suddenly a little glad that he had sent the letter to Anjie last night.

Lu Ergou, worthy of being called Xiao Zhuge by the people of the rivers and lakes, you are really a genius!

"Okay, I can't eat hot in a hurry...... Hot steak. Lu Chen patted Cromwell's shoulder proudly, "My Cardinal, you go back first, we still need to wait for an opportunity to act." But with you, I have faith. ”

"Where the words. Cromwell nodded, groaned slightly, looked up at Lu Chen, and said earnestly:

"Elliot, be careful...... You were brought up by me, and the last thing I want is for you to have an accident. ”

For some reason, the cardinal's simple words of concern made the long-experienced Lu Chen's heart tremble.

"Dear Cromwell, so do you. Lu Daguan laughed in a low voice, "Now, we are accomplices tied to a rope." ”