Aluminum, in the 17th century, was still synonymous with precious metals.

Compared with the prevalence of aluminum composite products in the real world, before the advent of electrolytic aluminum technology in the 19th century, it was definitely more valuable than gold.

In the 18th century, the Napoleonic Emperor ate in an aluminum bowl and was still in textbooks, and Zhao Qian was sitting in the sheriff's office at the police station playing chess with his old friend. The sound of the ticket is in your ears.

"Hint: After you complete the main quest one, you will get the information for the subsequent main quests. (Note: Regardless of the failure of the confession.) ）”

"After completing Main Mission 1, your hidden talent: Counterattack. will be promoted. ”

He pretended to be pensive and glanced at the message of last night on the ticket on his wrist, and casually pushed the queen in front of him.

"You have completed Main Mission 2: Vortex."

"You gain 200 travel points. Since this mission is a confrontation mission, you are rewarded with an additional 1 potential point and contribution point. ”

"The opponent's main quest failed."

"You've lost."

Galileo on the other side said, and he stretched out his hand to let his little soldier take the place of the queen on the chessboard just now.

This man who is in the limelight in Paris today looks extraordinarily radiant, and he is not at all embarrassed to pretend to be a prostitute the night before.

He was lucky because his efforts paid off.

The materials that Zhao Qian had given him were personally delivered to his present backstage, when it was said that the young Baron Chels, who was soon to inherit the title of duke, was in deep mourning in his father's study.

And Galileo's heavy stuff was tantamount to a great earthquake for the baron's father-killing enemy.

But in the end, both sides still made their due concessions. The younger Duke of Chels seemed to have forgotten the hatred of a certain Augst family overnight. But there is an exchange of interests hidden under most politicians, or rather, the blood of the Augst family.

Leon August, the representative of the Augst family, resigned in parliament today, and recommended that Baron Chels Jr., who would inherit the title of duke, be appointed as Chief of the Army Staff. Then a noble councillor from the Chels faction proposed that the son of Duke Leon August be appointed to the position once presided over by the deceased Duke of Chels, Chief of the Naval Staff.

This looks more like a job swap under the Ministry of Defense, but it seems that the Augst family has lost a bit of a lot by exchanging the rich Army Staff for the Navy Staff with a balanced annual collection.

The powerful people sitting firmly in the throne did not pay attention to the transaction between the two families, which was another unspoken rule between the noble families. As long as it doesn't affect the big rhythm, the rest doesn't matter.

Galileo, as a great contributor to the Chels family and helping the Chels family obtain such great benefits, of course he received his due reward. He was supported.

For example, the police station began to appear in positive headlines in the media, and he began to accept the policing of the city after the fall of Liszt, the head of the Royal City Guard.

Yes, Liszt died, and on the same day he was put on a gallows outside the city, accused of conspiracy with infidels and with heretics to murder members of parliament, and of various minor crimes. Many of these charges were enumerated by Liszt's former subordinates or relatives and friends.

It is not known whether the overthrow of Liszt belonged to the Chels family's act of eliminating the influence of the Augst family in Paris, because after all, most of the state, family, violence, and power organs on the land are still under the jurisdiction of the army staff.

Nodding, Zhao Qian looked at the chess pieces on the chessboard. Sitting underneath his ass was the leather chair that Galileo had just bought today.

A number of busy renovation workers are expanding and renovating the police station grounds.

Outside, the transports downstairs were transporting the weapons necessary to take charge of the city and some staff from the Royal City Guards.

You know, it's almost late afternoon. But they're still busy.

"You don't look busy at all."

The half-blood nobleman sneered sharply, but after a day, the sheriff who was still signing the documents was already on the rise.

"Thank you, my friend."

Galileo touched his nose and said embarrassedly. He still hadn't reacted to these astonishing changes, but he knew that the credit was for the two of them. And the powerful councillors also knew that most of the credit for this went to the foreign nobleman who won in the dueling arena.

"It's fine."

Zhao Qian replied indifferently, and he took a sip of the water brought in by a big-breasted assistant just now.

"Even if I go in and out of politics, that guy will probably deal with me."

He said, only to receive a wry smile from the man opposite.

Of course, this Western sergeant knows who the guy in his friend's mouth is, and who else can he be besides the current eldest young master of the Augst family.

If it weren't for the difference in identity, he had no doubt that the possessive aristocratic young master would come to the door to marry the little princess of the Liedelai family, even if the little girl didn't like that guy at all.

But sometimes the romance of the French is so difficult to understand.

For example, the original owner of Zhao Qian's identity knew that the duel was a pit, but he still resolutely jumped down. According to some theory, that guy was planning to kill Zhao, a foreign nobleman who didn't know the height of the sky, to be tortured and killed in front of many nobles.

But it's a pity that Zhao Qian came.

I flipped the big bouquet of flowers with the big handful of aluminum foil at my feet. Zhao Qian smiled slightly.

He made an appointment with the character who could help him complete the main quest one, and it was a decent restaurant opposite the police station.

"It should be fine, right?"

Zhao Qian asked this man who is now a man of the hour in Paris, in exchange for the other party's confident smile.

"I've warned about the gang forces in the neighborhood, and I've arranged for people to be on several roads that must be taken. As soon as there is a person from the Augst family, they will stop it. ”

"Thank you."

The boy smiled, in exchange for an expression of how big the other party was.

If this wasn't the world of travel, he wouldn't mind making friends with them.

It's just that there is still a shadow in my heart now, that is, the woman who said she was looking for herself has not yet appeared.

Holding a handful of flowers that fell in the eyes of money worshippers, Zhao Qian walked out of the police station full of concern.

Although it makes no difference whether the task prompt confesses failure or success, he still thinks that success is better.

According to the station's consistent urine nature, the treatment of the successful should be a little better than that of the loser.

This kind of thing, even if it is a 1 in 1,000 probability, he can try it, and it doesn't cost much anyway.

And the shiny things in your hands are very lethal to people in this era. Women, in particular, are sometimes not fundamentally different from the lizards that breathe dragon's breath.

Take a seat at a table that has been reserved for a long time.

The restaurant was empty during the prime hours of eating, and it was reserved by Galileo. It's also a way to help a friend.

And Zhao Qian, now he just needs to wait quietly.