Lendinium, a name that does not belong to this era, a forgotten city ....

If there are ruins belonging to the Golden Age buried under London, once excavated, doesn't it mean that you can study the scientific and technological conditions of the Golden Age?

But....

This is just an idea, and it can only be an idea, and it is simply not realistic to engage in archaeological excavations in London.

This is the capital of the Kingdom of Windsor, and even if there is a mountain of gold buried underground, it cannot be moved.

However, Ma Wei can sneak down from the basement where the clay pot was found, and with the Siren's Tears, it is not difficult for them to do so.

"Beware of the goddess of fate, her kingdom is above the city of London."

After saying this, Bage's phantom turned into a point of light, flew back into Ma Wei's body, and continued to sleep, during the deep sleep, she could not perceive the things of the outside world, Ma Wei did not dare to use the real pocket watch to go to Baji's kingdom of God, the scope of the Mithril tag is limited, once he uses the real pocket watch to leave, it is likely to attract the attention of the three goddesses of fate.

"Strange...."After Baji disappeared, the communication said with some puzzlement: "Why do Baji and the second prince call the three goddesses of fate the goddess of fate?" Aren't they three sisters? ”

"Wild, the goddess of health, Nanelde, the goddess of wealth, Tilde, the goddess of sin... Guess who of the three of them is the goddess of fate? ”

"Of course it is...."The source suddenly choked, and thought for a while before saying, "Aren't the three sisters goddesses of fate?" ”

"It's all and it's not." Ma Wei shook his head and said: "Health, wealth, and sin represent the things that human beings will experience and pursue in their lives..... Trinity, this is the ultimate fate, and it is also the fate that ordinary people can't get rid of! ”

Regarding the connection between the three goddesses of fate and the goddess of fate, Ma Wei had thought about it before, the two titles are actually right, you can call either one, only within the church will be carefully divided, there are strict titles, ordinary people do not have so many restrictions, after all, it is not an insulting title.

"Do you need to keep the matter of digging up these clay pots secret?" Edward asked, "If I want to keep it a secret, I can change the memories of those workers." ”

"Then I'll leave it to you, source, and when you take the workers to drink, you'll say that Manstein's house is in for a treat, and on the way to drink, let Edward change their memories and forget about digging up the clay pot."

"Leave it to me!"

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The next morning, London, St. Paul's Cathedral.

In the large and magnificent prayer hall, colorful lights and shadows are scattered, a blonde man kneels on one knee in front of the towering statue, closes his eyes and bows, and listens to the majestic and magnetic voice of the old man in front of him.

"Quiet in the heart is the life of the flesh, envy is rotten in the bones, do not covet fame, provoke one another, envy one another....."

The white-haired old man dressed in red spoke in a steady, heavy tone, and his voice echoed in the prayer hall, like the holy voice of the gods, deafening.

As the old man recited the teachings, the blonde man remained motionless, his expression solemn and stiff like a rock, as if he had been inspired by the divine will in the holy voice, and gradually, a shallow smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

After a few minutes, the old man closed the book, walked up to the blonde man, and helped him up: "Your Royal Highness the Fourth Prince, today's practice is over, do you have any thoughts?" ”

"Archbishop of Cambury, I have a lot of feelings, and I don't know what to say for a while...."Arthur kissed his finger and sighed, his voice full of sincerity: "The goddess of fate is so great, everything she tells is full of enlightenment that touches the world, and I am very honored to be her follower." ”

"It's great that you can feel that way." The white-haired Archbishop of Cambury said with relief.

"Thanks to your tireless daily prayers for me, I have learned a lot in these three months." Arthur looked up at the beautiful frescoes on the dome and couldn't help but sigh: "Jealousy is rotten in the bones, this sentence is really good...."

"This sentence is the core theme of the content of the twelfth and twenty-second subsections of the Doctrine of Destiny, and the fourth prince, you can point out this sentence, which means that you really understand."

"You speak well, I have never heard of such a good preacher as you, if I had met you earlier, I would have been inspired by the goddess, why have I sunk for so many years?"

The Archbishop of Cambury nodded with a smile and said kindly: "From tomorrow, the daily sermon will be over, and in the future, Your Highness, you can come to Mass every Friday, but the rest of the time should also be more reviewed, and you must not slack off." ”

"Yes, Your Excellency."

"Go, child, the future belongs to you, you must assist your father and three brothers to create a better future for the Kingdom of Windsor!"

"I will."

Arthur nodded, bowed his head and kissed his fingers again, and said goodbye to the Archbishop of Cambury with the liturgy of the Church of the Three Goddesses of Fate, and the Archbishop of Cambury responded with the same liturgy, and then, Arthur stepped on the red carpet of the prayer hall and walked out of the door.

Outside the doors of St. Paul's Cathedral, the sun was shining, and last night a strong wind blew the fog that enveloped London, allowing the sun to fall on the city again, and the wind not only briefly carried away the fog, but also brought a hint of coldness.

As another year approached, Arthur looked at the rare sun, took a deep breath of fresh air, bowed to St. Paul's Cathedral, and sat in the royal carriage waiting for him at the door.

"Tired or not?"

As soon as Arthur sat in the car, a white palm handed a wet towel, and in the shadows of the carriage, the young and beautiful Gulhana was smiling, and her voice was crisp and pleasant.

"Not tired."

Taking the wet towel, Arthur gently wiped his face, and the heat taken away by the moisture made him refreshed: "Has there been any news from the witcher?" What happened at 27 Flower Street? ”

"I found out." Gulhana said: "It is said that there was a supernatural creature at No. 27 Flower Street, and the second prince personally reported it to the church, and Archbishop Brandon asked Pascal Ramos, the director of the London General Office of the Witcher, to personally lead a team to deal with it on Flower Street, and successfully captured the supernatural creature, which is currently being studied by the church." ”

"Who are those young men who came into contact with Baron Frederick?" Arthur asked again, "It seems to be the shop at No. 27 Flower Street that they rented." ”

"That's right, those people are merchants from the Frederick Kingdom, and it is not clear what kind of business they are, but the second prince Shukri seems to attach great importance to him, and personally applied for a temporary business permit specially approved by the royal family for them, and I heard from the neighbors who live around Flower Street, the leader is named Nicholas von Manstein, with a four-year-old daughter Emma, and two brothers Felix and Jonas, as well as a housekeeper Yannick, who now lives in the Flower Street Hotel and is renovating the shop."

Arthur leaned back in his chair, squinting his eyes, thinking about the three Manstein brothers, and after a while asked, "Is there any other information?" ”

"Not for the time being, the eyeliner we sent out is collecting intelligence."

After a pause, Gulhana said, "Do you want to let Sean out?" He ran a fishing company and had connections in the business world, so if he was given the information, he could inquire about the three Manstein brothers. ”

Sean Rickman, the Jazz of Wexford City, the eighth seat of the Knights of the Round Table, codenamed Bedwell, is also an old friend of Marvey.

After the Four Princes returned to London, the Knights of the Round Table also arrived in London one after another, lurking in the sprawling city and operating in secret.

"There's no hurry." Arthur poured himself a glass of red wine, shook it and said: "It's too early to let Sean go out now, the enemy doesn't move, I don't move, someone is more anxious than us, let them go first." ”

"Hmm." Gulhana nodded, hesitated, and said, "Arthur, have you had any news of Father Mavi lately?" ”

"No, what's wrong?"

"He has become the Pope, not only took the Romanov Kingdom, but also supported Katerina to ascend the throne, but after so long, he is like disappearing, there has been no news, I'm afraid of him...."

"Are you afraid that he will leave us alone?"

Gulhana lowered her head, and although she didn't say anything, the silence had already expressed her inner thoughts.

"No, Father Mavi is not that kind of person, he will definitely come back." Arthur took a sip of mellow red wine and said expressionlessly: "No news, it's the best news, even if he doesn't come back, I have to continue the plan, and no one can stop me." ”

"But the eldest prince doesn't trust you at all! He guarded you at every turn, and sent you to Newham, East London.... Who doesn't know Newham is the worst in terms of security? He's clearly trying to pester you with Newham! ”

"It's normal to guard against me, but if they treat me like a brother, it means danger is approaching."

Arthur smiled slightly, grabbed Gulhana's thin palm, pulled her into his arms, and said softly: "Don't think that East London is very bad, for those who are capable, the more chaotic and disorderly the place, the more I can show my strength, the eldest prince thinks that I will be entangled in the chaotic East London, as if I am stuck in a quagmire and unable to extricate myself, but I don't know.... He's helping me. ”

"Help?"

"Help me, of course, the better I am, the more unbearable the three princes become, a few years ago, before I was expelled from London, King Rhodes IV approached me and asked me to hide my edge, I don't listen to him, why should I listen to him?"

Holding Gulhana's palm slightly, Arthur clenched his wine glass, his light green eyes stirred, flashing with anger like substance:

"I want to tell everyone that my mother's son is better than everyone else, and I want all the people of the Kingdom of Windsor to be grateful to her, grateful that she gave birth to such a powerful monarch as me, and I cannot lose, whether it is for my mother or for you.... I can't lose! ”