"The United States of Citi is going to war?"

In the living room, Ma Wei looked at Arthur with a little astonishment.

The blockade on the side of the Romanov Kingdom is not over, and the United States of Citi itself is in chaos!

But if you think about it, it's almost time for the United States of Citi to complete its system.

The slave owners in the South relied on the plantation economy, while the North relied on factories and free trade, and the two were very incompatible, and sooner or later a civil war would break out.

It's just that what Ma Wei didn't expect is....

The Kingdom of Windsor played an extremely important role in this.

It seems that the Kingdom of Windsor wants to participate in this civil war and profit from it.

The United States of Citi in the Western Continent is far away from the Central Continent, and has developed steadily for more than a hundred years, and the momentum of its rise is becoming more and more obvious, and the Kingdom of Windsor, as the world hegemon, will certainly not watch it rise, and it is normal to suppress it.

"War is about to break out in the near future, and I would say that it was because the council and the church adopted my plan that I was able to return to London without any problems." Arthur spat out a puff of smoke: "The medium is the cocaine, marijuana that the United States of Citi shipped to the Romanov Kingdom...."

These things have something to do with Ma Wei, but they are not big.

The United States of Citi is in a civil war, the Kingdom of Romanov is currently out of control, and he is now too busy setting up a Potions Company to care about the United States of Citi.

But Ma Wei always believed that the United States of Citi, as the base camp of the Freedom Society, would not be easily controlled by the Kingdom of Windsor, and the plan of the Church of the Three Goddesses of Destiny.... I'm afraid it will fail.

This is just his personal speculation, after all, behind the Freedom Society are the Old Gods, if the Church of the Three Goddesses of Fate can defeat them on its own, then why is the underground black market in London infiltrated by the forces of the Old Gods?

Defeating the ancient gods is destined to be a long process, and the idea of finishing the battle is unrealistic, but Ma Wei did not say these words to his face, the plan was proposed by the fourth prince, and the council and the church have adopted and implemented it.

"Your Highness, let's talk about it here today, it's too late, let's go back first." Ma Wei got up and said, "If there is anything, you can send someone to inform me.... Felix, put the wine down. ”

While Ma Wei was talking to Arthur, the communication had already 'looted' Arthur's private wine cabinet, unopened whiskey, brandy, red wine...

The communication must be as if it had returned to one's own home, and it must have been unkind.

"No, these wines should be used as gifts for reunions." Arthur said very generously: "If you want to drink, you can come back next time." ”

Lai Wen smiled and agreed, holding the wine bottle, and under Ma Wei's somewhat helpless gaze, he launched the ancient magic mud shadow, and several people left the villa.

"Arthur?"

As soon as Ma Wei and the others left, Gulhana pushed open the door with her back foot, and she probed in and wondered, "Who are you talking to?" ”

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"I'm talking to the priest." Arthur didn't hide anything.

Gulhana's eyes widened, and her gaze swept over the room: "Priest? Father Mavi? Where are they? ”

"It's gone."

"Oh...."

Gulhana was suddenly a little disappointed, she still wanted to say hello to Ma Wei, if there was no Ma Wei, Arthur would definitely marry the saint Yin Fulin, where would it be her turn?

In a sense, Ma Wei is her benefactor and matchmaker, and Gulhana has always been grateful.

"I'll just say, if Father Mavi does come back, they will definitely contact you in time.... Arthur, why do you look at me like that? ”

Gulhana suddenly noticed Arthur staring straight at her, a strange glint in her eyes.

"I, only Father Mavi was mentioned, how did you know that there were others?"

“.... It's normal! Father Mavi is now the Pope, and he has a daughter, doesn't he? We're definitely going to do it together! ”

As she spoke, Gulhana looked at her husband in disbelief: "Arthur, you won't doubt me, right?" ”

Hearing this, the vigilance on Arthur's face melted like spring snow, he held his wife's soft palm, and said with a smile: "You are the person I trust in the world, I will not doubt you, I was just curious." ”

Fingers ruffled the hair on his wife's forehead, and Arthur said softly: "You have paid too much for me, even if you really betray me one day, I will not hurt you." ”

"What do you say?" Gulhana hugged her husband, put her cheek on her husband's chest, and whispered, "We've all made a contract, haven't we?" Never separate, never betray, forever loyal and guarded.... Fr. Mavi: Are they the same as before? ”

"Not much has changed, which is good news."

"Any bad news?"

"Hmm." Arthur's face was solemn and said: "Father Mavi is still the same as before, I don't see any desire in him.... Whether it is a human being or a god, there will be desires, even the flowers and plants that grow on the side of the street will try their best to stretch their branches and leaves in order to compete for the sun. ”

"The communication likes to drink, he is a man with desires, Edward wants to revitalize the bloodline, it also has its own desires, except for Father Mavi.... I can't see the fire of desire in his eyes. ”

"Isn't it the desire of Father Mavi to spread the truth?" Gulhana said, "Everything he does is for the Church of Truth!" Isn't that called desire? ”

"This desire is too advanced." Edward shook his head: "Father Mavi is like a saint who has given everything he has to the Church and nothing else. ”

"He doesn't have desires of his own, which is called humanity, you know? He is more like a god than a man! ”

"I think you're thinking too much." Gulhana pouted and said, "There are all kinds of people, what if Father Mavi is that kind of character?" He can understand my feelings, is this still called inhumanity? If it weren't for him, you would have married that woman Yin Fulin a long time ago..."

“...... Didn't we say we wouldn't mention it? ”

"If you don't mention it, you won't mention it!"

Gulhana slammed her husband's chest and left the lounge in a huff, leaving Arthur with a helpless face.

......................................

The next day, Arthur wrote a handwritten letter, which was stuffed into the mailbox by the head maid, and in the afternoon the messenger collected the letter and sent it to distant Belfast.

Within a few days....

A train from the north, billowing with smoke, arrives at King's Cross Station.

The door opened, and a middle-aged man with monocles, black hair and a lock of white hair on his forehead, stepped off the train in the crowd, dressed like an elegant gentleman, with a white gloved top hat, a cane in one hand, a black suitcase in the other, and a morning newspaper in his armpit, walking among the foggy platforms, his heels bumping against the floor tiles, making a rhythmic 'click' sound.

Out of the crowded station, the man took a deep breath, his brow furrowed abruptly, and the air was a little breathless with the cloudy soot and particulate matter.

"The air in London is still so foul...."

He took out the brass whistle hanging from his waist and blew it softly on his lips, and soon, a four-wheeled carriage stopped beside the man, and the coachman jumped out of the back compartment, helped the man open the door, and asked attentively: "Sir, where are you going?" ”

"St. Paul's Cathedral."

It's Friday, and in the afternoon, all churches in the city celebrate Mass, and St. Paul's Cathedral is no exception.

Twenty minutes later, the carriage stopped outside St. Paul's Cathedral, and the man got out of the carriage and paid the fare, walked into the church with the suitcase, and took the leftmost position in the first row before the Mass began.

The man put his suitcase beside him and waited quietly, and the believers entered the church one after another, until 2 o'clock in the afternoon, when the Mass was about to begin....

"Is there anyone here?"

The man glanced up at the inquirer, silently lifted the suitcase and placed it on the ground.

"Thank you."

Arthur sat down beside the man, closed his eyes, his index finger to his lips, and listened to the bishop's solemn prayer.

After a while, when the bishop began to bring the faithful up to the stage for the baptism of holy water, Arthur whispered:

"Gawain, long time no see."