Excessively?

Mavi translated Bismarck's words into Windsor, and Archbishop Brandon was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and immediately remembered that Mavi was a Frederick, and he went to the Kingdom of Windsor to join the Church of the Three Goddesses of Destiny was already suspected of 'treason'.

As the chancellor of the Reich, Bismarck certainly did not have a good face when he saw Mavey, and it should be said that it was not easy for him to sit down and talk calmly.

Who doesn't know that Bismarck was a fiery temperant?

Archbishop Brandon was a little confused for a while, and from his point of view, if he wanted to ask for the help of the delegation of Frederick's kingdom, he must first solve the 'contradiction' between Mavi and Bismarck.

After thinking about it, Archbishop Brandon still didn't find a good reason, so he simply changed his words: "Prime Minister Bismarck, we are in trouble, and this trouble is also related to your country. ”

After Ma Wei's translation, Prime Minister Bismarck put a few cups of tequila on the table, cut a few lemons by the way, brought a plate of fine salt, and motioned for Ma Wei and the others to taste it.

Twisted a pinch of fine salt and sprinkled it in the tiger's mouth in his right hand, sucked a sour lemon, licked off the salt, and raised his head violently, and the tequila rolled into his throat, as if swallowing a fireball.

With a long sigh of relief, Bismarck put down his glass, cocked Erlang's legs, and leaned back: "What's the trouble?" ”

"I wonder if Your Excellency has been in contact with the Cult of the Ruling God since you came to Paris?"

"Of course, I contacted it a few days ago."

"When we came to Paris, we also wanted to communicate with the goddess, but we were surprised to find it. Means of contact are no longer available. ”

Bismarck looked at Archbishop Brandon expressionlessly and exhaled a puff of smoke: "You want to tell me that the Cult of Wisdom has used special means to make it impossible for us to contact our respective churches?" ”

"That's right."

There was no need for Archbishop Brandon to deceive himself in this matter, Bismarck knew very well in his heart that this kind of lie that could not stand up to scrutiny would be exposed at once, and it would be foolish to lie about such a thing.

Believing Archbishop Brandon, he asked, "Why is Anatore blocking the news?" ”

"I think it has something to do with Nicholas."

"Him?"

Bismarck glanced at Mavi, shook his head and said, "Nicholas is a citizen of the Kingdom of Windsor and has joined the Church of the Goddess of Fate, what can Anatol do to him?" Could it be that he wanted to keep Nicholas in Paris? ”

Archbishop Brandon and the second prince were silent, and Bismarck couldn't sit still: "Anatole really plans to force Nicholas to stay?" ”

"Although this is only our speculation, there is a high probability that this will happen Just now, His Majesty Napoleon quietly received Nicholas and invited him to stay in Paris." The second prince said.

Bismarck knew Mavi's true identity and could roughly guess their plan, once they were left in Paris by Anatol, the previous plan was in vain, what would Daniel do?

He's the first crown prince!

"Everyone came to Paris for the Potions talks, and in the matter of potions, the Manstein Potions Company has become a link between the kingdoms, in other words, without Nicholas, there would be no talks."

Archbishop Brandon said in a serious tone: "Anatol's actions have touched the peace treaties signed by various countries, and Napoleon's wanton invasion of the kingdoms is probably about to be staged again." ”

"It's not half a century ago." Bismarck said: "At present, the guns and artillery we use have long been updated and iterated, and Napoleon's military tactics are no longer applicable to the current battlefield, not to mention that the Church of God is the most powerful church, and no one is afraid." ”

If you want to say that the most powerful god in the Apocalypse God system, there is no doubt that it must be the God of the Apocalypse, but the one with the strongest attack power must be Seakura, the God of Judgment!

He is the God of Judgment!

With the Judgment Sword, he is one of the most powerful beings in the Apocalypse Divine System!

Now that Nereida is gone, Seakula is the most powerful god of all!

The strength of Seecula was not understood by Mavi, but Edward fought against him a few times, but unfortunately, Edward was defeated every time.

If it weren't for the bloodline's terrifying natural abilities, Edward would have been captured by Seakula long ago.

"Your gods are powerful, but what we are talking about now has nothing to do with the strength of the gods, but with potions!" Archbishop Brandon reminded: "Your Excellency, don't forget, at present, Manstein is the largest potions company, and we are here with the sincerity to open up the market, this matter is good for everyone, but Anatole wants to take it alone!" ”

"If Anatol gets Nicholas, coupled with the creative power of the Wisdom God Cult, in less than a year, the strength of the First Bonaparte Empire will take a qualitative leap!"

"This is not a good thing for the kingdom of Frederick!"

After listening to Archbishop Brandon's words, Bismarck laughed instead: "It is certainly not a good thing to let Anatole get Nicholas, on the contrary, it is beneficial for Frederick to let Nicholas stay in the Kingdom of Windsor?" It's just half a catty, don't say anything about anyone, it's better to talk about something practical. ”

Archbishop Brandon had expected this, and said, "If Your Excellency is willing to help us escape from Paris, then at tomorrow's talks, I am willing to make concessions on behalf of the Church of the Goddess of Fate and give up a part of the market to the Kingdom of Frederick." ”

This is what Bismarck wanted to hear, although he knew that he would help Mavi in the face of the First Crown Prince, but there was always no problem in getting some benefits, and in the right situation, Archbishop Brandon would do the same.

"I'm not demanding."

Bismarck took a puff of his cigar, opened the gift box brought by Mavi and the others, took out a bottle of mercury blood, and observed it through the sunlight: "This is the blood of mercury in the high potion of magic. I've heard that it works wonders for otherworldly creatures, so I don't want any market share, so I'll trade the formula for mercury blood. ”

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and Archbishop Brandon rejected Bismarck's conditions without hesitation: "No! The blood of mercury is a strategic potion for the Church, and we will never hand over the formula! ”

"The blood of mercury was brought to the kingdom of Windsor by Nicholas, and Nicholas is a Frederick, no matter how you look at it, the blood of mercury should belong to us, and this request is not too much."

"I'm not going to make concessions on the potion formula!" Archbishop Brandon insisted: "At most, we agree that the blood of mercury will flow into the potions market of the Kingdom of Frederick, and you can buy it through trading at a reasonable price, this is the bottom line I can give!" ”

It seems to see that Archbishop Brandon is eager to reach a cooperation and does not hesitate to throw out the bottom line, Bismarck did not continue to ask for more conditions, and the willingness to sell the blood of mercury is already the bottom line of the Goddess of Destiny Church, and countries will only have a large amount of reserves of strategic potions like this, and they will never be sold easily.

"What's your plan?"

Seeing that Bismarck had agreed to his terms, Archbishop Brandon breathed a sigh of relief, and with the addition of the delegation of the Kingdom of Frederick, their plan to escape from Paris was secure, at least more reliable than the delegation of the Roman Republic.

"The whole of Paris can't deliver the message, and this is the territory of the Cult of Wisdom, my idea is to find a way to leave Paris after tomorrow's meeting and summon the goddess to come, we have brought a saint with us, we can only hold Anatole back, and if Seecura, the god of judgment, also comes, we can deal with other enemies."

"There's nothing wrong with the plan, the key is how to escape Paris?" Bismarck asked, "Since Anatole wanted to keep Nicholas, he must have expected your escape, and now that Paris is heavily guarded and Anatole is in charge, it will not be easy to escape from under his nose." ”

"I haven't thought about it yet."

"We have just arrived in Paris, and we are not familiar enough with the situation here to give a practical solution," said Archbishop Brandon. ”

"Think about it." Bismarck said: "There is still time, the talks should last a few days." ”

"Hmm."

Archbishop Brandon got up to take his leave, and before leaving the door, Bismarck asked in a knock: "Nicholas, I heard that you have brought your family to Paris?" ”

"Did you say Felix and Jonas them? Yes, they also came to Paris. ”

Bismarck nodded slowly: "Did they come to Paris on their own initiative?" ”

"Of course."

"Good."

Bismarck closed the door, and on the way back to the room, the second prince asked curiously, "What did you say to Prime Minister Bismarck just now?" ”

"Oh, he asked Felix and Jonas, both Junker nobles, and it is said that our ancestors have an old relationship with the Bismarck family."

"It's too late to think about the relationship now." The second prince pursed his lips, feeling that Bismarck also wanted to win over Ma Wei: "If he really remembers you, he should have reached out to help your family when it was down, instead of waiting until you are glorious again to remember the past!" ”

Ma Wei smiled, out of the corner of his eye noticed the sun outside the window, Paris was different from London, the weather was sunny, the sun was shining, and the temperature was much warmer, the coats brought from the Kingdom of Windsor were a little out of season, and the pedestrians on the street were mostly wearing long-sleeved jackets instead of heavy wool coats.

Ma Wei, who returned to the room and had nothing to do, was a little idle, so he simply beckoned Unia to go out with Levine and Daniel, and it was rare to come to Paris once, wouldn't it be a pity to stay in the room?

In a mansion, the Knights of the Holy Silver Cross and several clergy followed, they did not restrict Ma Wei's personal freedom, but they followed him every step of the way, and wherever Ma Wei went, there would be policemen on tall horses to open the way.

The Champs-Élysées is a typical wealthy area, with beautiful scenery and sunshine, and the streets are spotless.

The whole picture of a city must be complex, and in the process of urbanization, there will inevitably be old towns and new buildings, and the Champ-She-Elysée is a new urban area established in recent years, and people can't help but feel the beauty of Paris when they walk here, but in fact, just cross the Seine, walk a few blocks and you can see the dark and damp poor area.

Rich and poor, heaven and hell are the whole picture of Paris, just like the huge gap between the East and West Sides of London, the poor living in Paris are also in dire straits.

Hard leather shoes trampled on the muddy streets of the poor area, the horses' hooves were also covered in mud, and with the breeze there was a faint stench, children in ill-fitting clothes ran down the street, chasing an iron ring, but soon they were dragged into the house by their parents, and looked through the cracks in the doors and windows to look at Ma Wei and the others, who suddenly appeared, and were out of place in the poor area.

"Big brother, we don't seem to be welcome here." Levine said as he looked at the streets that were originally bustling but had become deserted in a short period of time.

"It was our dress that scared them and the soldiers." Ma Wei glanced back, the members of the Knights of the Holy Silver Cross were on horseback, their silver armor shining in the sun, who wouldn't be afraid to see this?

"Let's go, stay any longer, it will disturb their lives."

Ma Wei turned and returned the way he came, although he had a habit of cleanliness, he had never disliked the residents of the poor area because of hygiene problems, he was also a child of a poor family, and he grew up in such a dirty street, he never considered himself a human being.

But now the streets of the poor area no longer welcome him, or rather, his arrival will affect people's normal life, which is a bad feeling, like a change of position.

"To fit in, you have to get rid of the soldiers who are with us, and then you have to change into plain clothes," Daniel said, "so that they don't treat us like outsiders." ”

"Why can't we make them wear the same clothes as us?" Mavi asked.

Daniel blinked: "At that time, the rich will also find new symbolic representations of identity, and as long as there is a gap between the rich and the poor, the contrast will not disappear." ”

"yes. It's really a headache."

Ma Wei took a deep breath, he didn't know if he could solve all this, he could only take one step at a time, maybe the key to solving the gap between the rich and the poor was in the gods, just like the golden age, everyone was rich and worry-free.

As more and more gods came into contact, Ma Wei felt more and more that the Golden Age was the most special era, after experiencing the horrors of the Age of the Ancient Gods, mankind ushered in a glorious period, alchemy solved the food problem, people no longer worried about food, but in the end, the etiquette collapsed, and humans abandoned their gods for the first time.

Since then, the Odin gods have begun to establish order with the unknown and control humanity once again, and amazingly, even if the kingdom of God is lost in endless darkness, the people living in Asgard still live a self-sufficient life, which lasts longer than the Golden Age and the Real Age.

Did the Golden Gods do it wrong?

Was Odin's choice correct?

Ma Wei felt that if he wanted to solve these problems, he might have to meet the golden gods in person.

They will certainly be able to give very instructive advice.

Following.

"Nicholas! Nicholas! ”

In the violent knocking on the door, Ma Wei, who had just woken up, opened the door, looked at the second prince outside the door, and said helplessly: "Your Highness, it's only 7 o'clock, and there are still 2 hours before the talks."

"Something's wrong! It seems that the matter of us crossing the line to catch merfolk has been exposed! ”

(End of chapter)