"It's just a door. Francisco looked aggrieved, "Can I change it for you tomorrow for a gold job?"

Fabio pinched the corners of his forehead with his hand and glared at him, "Get out, slut!"

Francisco stood up and laughed, the relationship between the two looked unusual, and he patted Prince Fabio on the ass very rudely, "Okay, okay, I'll leave now." He patted Rossi on the shoulder, "Don't be afraid of this old man, he won't dare to hit you, and he can't beat you." ”

"Get out!", Prince Fabio smashed it with a book, and Francisco quickly dodged it, laughing and running out.

The most helpless thing is that you want to fight someone, but you can't do it, Francisco, the bear child's combat effectiveness has exploded, which makes Prince Fabio go crazy directly. In fact, this is also a manifestation of intimacy, if there is no relationship, two people will not be able to show such casualness.

After Francisco left, Prince Fabio took a few breaths and took a sip from his crystal glass, "Let him stay here any longer, my heart will be overwhelmed." He pointed to Francisco, who had disappeared outside the door, and said: "He's my nephew, hell, I actually have such a relative, and I don't respect my elders at all." ”

Rosie didn't speak, no matter what he said, he was only wrong.

"Okay, let's talk. I know what you've done, it's good, it's ruthless, it's decisive. How did you know that there were not many dogs chasing you? To be honest, I was curious, if it were me, I would definitely not let me dismount and ambush, but would run vigorously to the place where there is a garrison. Prince Fabio leaned forward slightly, revealing a deferential look, and he laughed at himself: "Actually, I am very timid, and I am particularly afraid of death. ”

Rossi certainly wouldn't take this statement seriously, because Prince Fabio, from the day he inherited the title, had a cliff in front of him, and he could either jump or be pushed down, and there was no second way to go. Rossi sorted out his thoughts and told Alexander's statement at that time, and Prince Fabio listened to it with relish. At the end, he couldn't help but praise, "It is very sharp to conclude that the Templars in the Church have always been the most terrifying elite forces, but they lack sufficient advanced weapons. ”

At this point, Prince Fabio kept his mouth shut, because it would be embarrassing for everyone to continue, and he personally drew up the ban on restricting the development of new weapons in the Church. Of course, in that particular time, he had to do it. Because of a small mistake, the cancer of the church has been brought to his own turf, and he must do everything possible to curb the growth and growth of the church. But even now, some of the bans have not been lifted, because no one knows where this joking path will take in the future.

"I'm Andiel, you say you have something good to show me fresh, don't you?"

There was only Rossi in the room, and when he was thinking about how to get Prince Fabio to bring in what Hanno was carrying, Hano was already standing outside the door. With his head held high, he carried the two boxes in with the help of the butler. He knelt down in front of Rossi first, and then Prince Fabio.

Rossi opened the box and took out two crystal bottles containing a clear liquid. He placed the two bottles on Prince Fabio's table, "One is white wine, which tastes very different from rum and red wine, and I don't know how to describe it as good or bad, but someone should like it." He pointed to another bottle and said, "It's something called alcohol, which comes from baijiu as the name suggests, and I think it's useful to destroy common bacteria and viruses, to prevent wounds from festering and infection." ”

Fabio's eyes flashed, he nodded, poured himself a glass of white wine first, and took a sip, "The taste is indeed quite unique, very ...... Flavorful. He put down his glass and looked at the bottle of alcohol, "If what you're saying is true, then it's a good thing." Every year, thousands to tens of thousands of soldiers are killed in border clashes, and all but 30% of them are killed on the battlefield, and the rest die from various wound infections. If you say that this alcohol can kill bacteria and viruses, its effect will be more important than you think. ”

"You can give it a try. ”

Prince Fabio frowned and thought for a moment, "I'm sorry, I'm old and my brain isn't fast enough, how can I try?"

In a very indifferent tone, Rossi said what seemed to be a trivial matter, "Find two prisoners, cut a few cuts in them with a rusty knife, and stab them twice." One wound is cleaned with alcohol and then wrapped in alcohol-soaked cotton yarn, while the other is left untreated. Ten days, a month at most, and you'll be able to see what's different. ”

Prince Fabio clapped his hands and praised: "This idea of yours is very interesting, very unique, and very convenient, I like it very much." ”

He used four "very" words in a row to accentuate his tone, "To be honest, you are not at all like the priests I have met, I have seen Rodean, I have seen another archbishop who has been overturned, I have met the pope today, and many priests. They're not like you, no, it's you who aren't like them. I like the way you look, haha!"

He beckoned, and the butler, who had the curly dog on his head, immediately came over without making the slightest sound. Prince Fabio handed him the bottle of alcohol, "Do as Viscount Rossi says, I want to get an answer as soon as possible, expand the number a little, be accurate." ”

In a word, the fate of some people was decided.

Is it cruel?

Perhaps!

But there's no denying that that's the beauty of power. Talking and laughing make people live and let people die, and the power brought by power makes everyone obsessed. It is said that fate is ethereal, but in the hands of the powerful, fate is nothing but a means for them to play with the weak and the lowly.

What is Destiny?

Destiny is the will of those in power!

Prince Fabio needs an answer, and some people are going to die inexplicably, and they may be upset before they die, why is fate so cruel.

Hehe.

"This is your canonization book. Prince Fabio threw a letter of canonization from a viscount to Rossi, "Take it to the Presbyterian Church to report it, from today onwards, you will be a viscount." The youngest viscount of the Empire. ”

Rossi stood, his right hand resting on his waist and bowing in respect. He took the canonization book and didn't look at it, but put it in his arms. His heart was beating faster, and his adrenaline was starting to rush out, causing his face to blush due to a slight hormone disorder, and a fine bead of sweat was secreting from his forehead.

Prince Fabio knocked on the table, "In addition, there will be a new appointment for you soon, maybe the Imperial Tax Collector, maybe something else, you have to be mentally prepared." Once you take office, it means that you have officially joined our family, we have common goals and pursuits, but also the same enemies. If you don't perform well enough, people will be disappointed, you know?"

"Yes...... I understand. ”

Prince Fabio waved his hand, picked up a book in his hand, moved his chair closer to the window, and looked at it quietly with a pair of gold-rimmed eyes in the winter sun.

Rosie saluted again, took a few steps back, and quickly left.

Prince Fabio didn't know where he was reading, and a smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.

Coming out of Prince Fabio's mansion, Rossi breathed a sigh of relief, he touched the canonization book in his arms, although the weather was cold, his body was hot.

"Take me to the Presbyterian office. He commanded Areth, he was not familiar with the imperial capital, but Areth was very familiar.

Yarez was also slightly excited, this was an unprecedented breakthrough, and Rossi got not only a knighthood, but also a fief. In this fiefdom, Rossi was free to make his own laws, for example, to persuade the people who lived in the fiefdom to believe in the Church of the Light.

It's wonderful!

He looked at Rossi's eyes with burning eyes, if one day Rossi can become a giant like Prince Fabio, then does it mean that the church will rise again?

Suddenly, Ares tightened his grip on the reins, and he secretly vowed that he would remove all obstacles that stood in the way of the church's rise.

It doesn't matter if he's from outside the church...... , still from within the church!

I will shed the last drop of blood for the rise of the Church!!

In this winter, the fate of many people has quietly changed.

And the church, which was once incomparably powerful, has embarked on a different path of rise. Maybe this road is full of thorns and difficult to walk, but someone will cut through the thorns and cut a bright road for life!