"You're Mr. Wang?"

"Hello."

At noon, it was still in the restaurant of the castle.

William Wang smiled and stretched out his right hand to the middle-aged man in front of him, who was already forty or fifty years old.

Handshake etiquette.

“…… Hello. The middle-aged man was a little embarrassed, but he still stretched out his hand and shook William Wang.

It was clear that he was not used to talking to someone who looked so much younger than himself.

It's just that I'm not used to it, but I don't have an opinion.

Because before he came, he got a lot of instructions and looked at a photo.

The photograph was taken with the current leader nearly 30 years ago when he was ordered to visit the young man in front of him when he was elected.

In the yellowed old photo, the young man in front of him is like this.

In the words of the leader who sent him to the meeting, it was a tradition that meant something possible for a man like himself......

Just like the leaders of today.

So, he was a little trembling.

"You may be seated." William Wang seems to be accustomed to the nervousness of the people who come to visit on such occasions.

After all, he'd seen twenty or thirty of them.

So he just smiled and pointed to the opposite side where he was sitting.

At the long table, it was reasonable that William Wang should sit on the throne and let the visiting cardinal sit at the bottom, after all, hundreds of years ago, when he and Alex signed the treaty, the two men were on equal footing.

And a cardinal priest should be of a lower status than him.

But for twenty or thirty times, William had always dealt with every cardinal who came to inform him of the new leader of the Holy City, and to bring with him a handwritten letter of nonsense such as wishing the friendship between the two sides to last forever.

This is a tradition of "self-depreciation".

It can be regarded as giving the other party a little face.

As for William Wang himself, he doesn't care about this kind of "face problem".

Because he knew that even if he let the visiting cardinal sit at the top and himself at the bottom, no one in the Holy City would dare to underestimate him.

After all, this equality agreement between himself and them is not earned by lip service or deception.

He relied on himself to stand in their big council hall, facing the knights on the third floor and the outer three floors, and calmly said, "I'm not targeting anyone, I'm just saying that everyone here is rubbish", and then used the pen in his hand to make up a little gold paint for the statue of the ancestors in the council hall, and then walked out unscathed.

Because I understand, I understand it better.

For hundreds of years, there is probably no one in this world who is more afraid of William Wang than the gang of people in the Holy City.

"I brought a letter from the leader."

The cardinal pulled out a roll of parchment from his bosom.

It's still a tradition. When papermaking had not yet officially spread from the other side of Eurasia, they had been using parchment to convey information, and so it has been for so many years.

"According to the rules, the letter is delivered after lunch." William Wang did not take the parchment, but said with a smile.

“…… Be! Be! Be! I forgot. The cardinal hurriedly put the parchment back on, looking nervous.

"It's okay, for you, it's a once-in-a-lifetime thing, and it's normal to remember wrong." William Wang smiled gently, and then clapped his hands. "I've just been through it a lot, so I remember it more clearly."

With the sound of clapping hands, the servants began to serve the food.

Lunch starts.

There is a "tradition" in everything.

For example, the first appetizer that comes up from both sides can only eat one bite, the main dish must be eaten, and the last dessert must be eaten until the amount of one bite remains......

In fact, it is just some accidental factors when you eat for the first time, but after it becomes a tradition, you have to abide by it.

For the cardinal priest who "once in a lifetime", he did not dare to disobey, and for William Wang, he just didn't want the other party to misunderstand what he had to say about him.

Lunch was eaten for an hour, also traditional.

After that, it is time to deliver a handwritten letter.

William Wang read the handwritten letter on the spot.

This is where the ritual tradition comes to an end.

"There is one more thing that the leader does not want to write in his letter, and I hope to convey it verbally through me."

After the ceremony, the middle-aged man from Argentina, who exchanged names at lunch and asked William Wang to call him Francisco, did not mean to leave, but said to William Wang very seriously.

"Verbal communication?" William Wang raised his eyebrows.

It's also a tradition.

There are times when something very important.

For example, a hundred years ago, before the start of the war that swept across the continent......

"Yes, the leader heard that you went to the other side of the continent, so he wants me to ask him what you are going to do there."

Francisco is still serious.

"Yes...... Find something. William Wang didn't plan to elaborate.

"That's right, although some people over there claim to be the same as the Holy City, there have always been something different from ours in the Holy City......

"That's your internal affair, I'm not involved." William interrupted the cardinal, "This was already agreed upon when I signed the agreement with Alex. ”

"There has always been a voice in the Holy City, and it is because there is something evil there that has changed something when the glory spreads there." Instead of being annoyed by William Wang's interruption, Francisco smiled and continued, "In the last year, some people in the Holy City have noticed that this evil thing on that side is growing. So the leader wants me to ask sir, if you feel anything unusual over there. ”

"A succubus, a hexagonal demon. The succubus has surrendered, and the hexagonal demon has fled. William Wang said lightly.

Be quiet.

"The hexagonal demon you're talking about is ......"

Francisco's face took on an eerie expression.

"It's the kind of thing you know." William Wang nodded.

“OMG……”

A sentimental phrase commonly used by Westerners appeared.

It's just that the meaning of speaking from the mouth of an ordinary person is completely different from that of a cardinal.

"Don't ask too much about this kind of thing, people like you." William Wang smiled and shook his head at Francisco, "There are people in the Holy City who specialize in dealing with this kind of thing, you just need to go back and report to the leader, he will naturally know how to deal with this matter." ”

"But if it's a hexagonal demon......" Francisco said with a constipated face.

"Actually, you can all rest assured." William Wang smiled and shook his head at Francesco, "That hexagonal demon has sworn to its godhead that he will kill me." I don't think it had much time to trouble you until I died. ”

“…… Godhead? Swear? ”

"Oh, I'm sorry, I forgot, you don't recognize such a thing as Godhead." William Wang patted his head, "Anyway, it swore an oath, um, so its first problem now is to deal with me, as for going against the Holy City, it should be after that." ”

"You don't mean to get rid of it?" Francisco's constipated face continued.

"Have you ever seen a hexagonal demon before?" William Wang smiled and asked, "Aren't you curious about it?" ”

"......" Francisco's constipated face continued.

He really wanted to ask who would be interested in that kind of!

Just embarrassed to speak.

"Don't worry, I've already subdued the succubus that is more powerful than it, this little thing...... If you holy city people are really relieved, send someone to clean it up! I won't stop it. William Wang expressed his attitude through such a sentence.

In fact, this can be regarded as a kind of training for the little guy. William Wang thought silently in his heart.

I've given you an upgrade!

"This ...... I'll go back and tell the leader. Francisco nodded.

"Anything else?"

"Originally, the leader meant that if it was convenient, I would like you to help confirm what was going on over there, and if I could, I would like you to take care of that trouble, after all, after two wars that have burned all over the world, you should want world peace more than we do......"

"Don't talk to me." William Wang listened to Francisco's words and laughed, "When your leader personally came to the Alps to invite me to mediate a truce or something, I didn't mix it, and it was useless for you to use this trick on me. ”

“…… All right. Francisco was not used to the young man's old-fashioned tone.

I can only pinch my nose and admit it.

"It's not your turn to worry about these things." William Wang smiled and comforted this "young man" who looked like his father's generation, "It's best not to interfere more in things that shouldn't be taken care of." Render to God what is God's, and to Caesar what is Caesar's. You've probably heard that. ”

“…… I see. Francisco nodded.

"No, I haven't understood yet." Looking at Francisco's face, William Wang smiled, "Go back and think about it, when you understand what I mean, you will understand why your leader asked you to send me a letter this time." ”

“…… Be. ”

Hearing such a sentence, Francisco, who already had some opinions about Lin Junying's laissez-faire, was lifted almost instantly.

Why?

Because there have been ten successive leaders, including the one who is now in the Holy City, who has served in the role of delivering letters.

There must be some truth to it!

That's right! Before coming, the leader reminded himself that he must remember what the man said to him and then go back and tell him.

At that time, I thought that this involved the attitude of William Wang towards the people of the Holy City, and the diplomatic relations between the two sides!

Now that I think about it, maybe some words that are inconvenient to pass down internally can be passed on through this "external friend"?

It's just that this sentence has been spread all over the world, is there anything special?

"Alright, it's not too early." William Wang glanced at the wall clock in the dining room, nodded to Francisco with a smile, and then picked up a cup of tea.

It's still a tradition, serving tea to guests.

"Then I'll leave." Now that he had been asked to leave, Francisco stood up, "The leader said before I came, that you would have something to say to me......"

"Well, that's it." William Wang smiled and nodded, "Render to God what is God's, and to Caesar what is Caesar's." ”

“…… Good. Francisco nodded, "Then I'll leave." ”

"I can't send it if I go slowly."

William stood up with a smile and shook Francisco's hand.

Drop-off.

"Are you from God's side, or are you from Caesar's side?"

The cat, which had been nestled in a chair in one corner for the entire duration of the "meeting", pretended to be sleeping, spoke.

The tone was full of ridicule.

Obviously, it is despising William Wang's godliness.

"Neither." William Wang snorted, "I'm from the ordinary people's side. ”

"On the side of ordinary people, you still raise demons? You're all in vain......"

"It's called! It's not going to be good. William Wang shook his head with a smile, "Compared with being abandoned and ignored, people tend to think that they are cherished and protected, this is not what you said!" ”

"So you're just ...... in the name of ordinary people," the cat looked disgusted, "shameless." ”

"When I say ordinary people, I mean people I know." William Wang was not angry, and said with a smile: "Okay, I'm going to pack my things, I'll leave tonight." ”

"Didn't you say tomorrow when you had breakfast in the morning......?"

"If I stay here for one more day, this big family will not be able to live in peace for a day, and if they leave early, they will be so relaxed." William Wang smiled and shook his head, "Don't be annoyed here, leave early!" ”

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