If someone else had taken the name of Napoleon, I'm afraid Stephens wouldn't have reacted much, but now it's Mavi who is speaking.

As an earl, Stephens knew some of Anato's plans, and he didn't want to get involved, but he was curious to know what Napoleon had told Mavi.

The fact that the other party was able to find himself showed that he knew something about the situation in Paris, and after thinking for a few seconds, Stephens chose to sit down.

He took out the tin box from his bosom, took out a cigarette and lit it, and after taking a puff, Stephens asked, "Your Majesty asked you to come?" ”

"It's not."

"As soon as you arrived in Paris, you were received by Your Majesty, don't pretend to be confused, look at your battle"

Stephens' gaze swept over the second prince and Archbishop Brandon, and sneered: "I'm afraid that the conditions set by His Majesty have not met you." ”

Seeing that the other party did not shy away from it, Mavi also said: "His Majesty Napoleon did offer me very favorable conditions, but unfortunately, I do not intend to stay in Paris. ”

"Why? Is Paris not good enough? ”

"It's not the right environment for me."

Stephens nodded, as if agreeing with Mavi's statement, in fact, he didn't care about Mavi's reason for leaving Paris, it didn't matter if Mavi wanted to leave or not, whether he wanted to leave or not was the most important thing.

The conversation between the two was in Windsor, Stephens understood Windsor, and the second prince and others understood: "Earl Stephens, we came to you to ask you for a small favor." ”

"Your Royal Highness, I can't tell you the truth, I can't help you at all now." Stephens flicked the cigarette ash and said, "For Otto's sake, I can only tell you that the church is serious this time, and you'd better not resist, otherwise"

Stephens shook his head slowly, as if he was feeling sorry for what happened to Ma Wei and the others after they resisted, all he could reveal was this, if it weren't for Bismarck's presence, he wouldn't have said a word.

"Your Excellency, you seem to have identified this incident as our suffering, not yours."

“？”

Stephens looked at Ma Wei with some confusion and confusion in his eyes: "The goal of the church is you, what does it have to do with me?" ”

"On the surface, it really has nothing to do with you, but does it really have nothing to do with it at all?"

Ma Wei got up and walked to the window, looked at the mist-shrouded moon over Paris, and said softly: "You just said not to pretend to be confused, then I will talk a little more at this moment." ”

"The situation in Paris, everyone knows it in their hearts, Your Excellency the Count, you also know His Majesty Napoleon better than we do, in front of him, what are your chances of winning?"

Without waiting for Stephens to answer, Mavi continued: "Even if you have a ninety percent chance of winning, His Majesty Napoleon is now in danger, what is he going to do next in order to turn the tide?" ”

"Your Excellency, think about it, where is His Majesty Napoleon's only chance to turn the tables?"

Stephens frowned, lost in thought, and looked up after a while: "What exactly do you want to say?" ”

"Potions!"

Marvey turned around, leaned down, and stared condescendingly into Stephens' eyes: "His Majesty Napoleon's next plan is potions!" The potions market in Paris, once opened, would provide many jobs, which, if handled properly, would win a lot of support for His Majesty Napoleon! ”

"Secondly, it is not difficult to see from Anatole's desire to keep me in Paris that the Cult of Wisdom attaches great importance to the potions market, and in this case, the Church of Wisdom will not have a special position for the potions market?"

"As for the kingdom, shouldn't His Majesty Napoleon seize the opportunity to take advantage of the opening of the potions market to cultivate cronies and support his own power?"

Stephens' nose twitched slightly, and he didn't even notice that the soot had fallen on his leg.

"Even so. What if His Majesty wants to deploy cronies? His act of guillotining His Majesty Ivan XIV angered too many people! Tyrants don't end well! ”

"Tyrant?" Ma Wei grinned, his smile mixed with indifference: "Anatol supports the emperor, but it doesn't matter if the other party is a tyrant or not, as long as the ability is enough, anyone can sit in that position!" ”

"What did you mention Him?"

"Anatol. Yes, Anatole didn't meddle in your affairs with His Majesty Napoleon, this kind of behavior emboldens you, you are testing the bottom line of the church a little bit, right? Mavi squinted his eyes and said, "Now, I can tell you very clearly that Anatole will not care about you, even if you want to rebel, the church will not send people to support His Majesty Napoleon, they will only sit back and watch the success or failure!" ”

"How is this possible?!"

Stephens did not believe it at all: "It was Anatol who resurrected Napoleon!" If He did not protect Napoleon, why did He resurrect Him? Isn't that redundant? ”

"As I said earlier, what Anatol needs is a monarch who can revitalize the kingdom, and this monarch does not have to be Napoleon Bonaparte, as long as he has enough ability, anyone can sit on the throne, including you, Count Stephens."

In Stephens's slightly shocked gaze, Mavi said lightly: "This should be your last chance, and it is also a test set by Anatole, if Napoleon is killed by you, it will prove that his ability is insufficient, and he will die." ”

"If, on the other hand, you hesitate and give Napoleon too many chances, defeat will be inevitable! Do not underestimate Napoleon's prestige in the army! He responded! ”

There were troops stationed outside the city of Paris, and they were not allowed to enter the city without special circumstances, and Napoleon only had a thousand guards around him, and if the rebel army led by Count Stephens seized the opportunity, there was a high probability of success.

Napoleon was not a fish to be slaughtered, and the reason why he found himself in this predicament was that he had been asleep for so long that half a century had passed, and the soldiers who had been loyal to him had either died or were dying of old age, and could not even hold a gun

The name Napoleon gradually drifted away from the people, as illusory as the moon in the mirror.

People have only heard of his exploits from the mouths of the older generation, and have never experienced it personally, so naturally they will not support him like crazy!

The vast majority of the nobles in Paris today, including Count Stephens, had never seen Napoleon before the gods came, and they had no idea how powerful the monarch who had once shocked the nations was!

What the nobles saw was a tyrant, a tyrant through and through who had just resurrected their king to the guillotine!

Mavi had seen Napoleon with his own eyes, and saw the ambition in the eyes of the other party and the will that had not died even after half a century of sleep!

This kind of man will not fall, death will not defeat him, give him some time, and he will lead the Gauls to rise again!

"There is less and less time left for you, Lord Count." "You have to help me, only then will you have a chance to live," Mavi said. ”

Stephens was confused: "Help you, what's in it for us?" ”

"First of all, if you don't help me, I can only stay in Paris, as a potions merchant not an arms dealer, I want political stability more than anything else, and I also hope to have a wise monarch, His Majesty Napoleon is my best choice."

Mavi stood in front of Stephens with his hands behind his back and said: "I will help His Majesty Napoleon deal with you rebels, don't look at me as just an ordinary person, but please believe that I am fully capable of asking and convincing Anatole, once the church intervenes, you will have no chance of winning, this is only one of them." ”

"Second, if I stay in Paris, it means that part of the resources of the potions market is tilted towards the Empire, as long as I seize the opportunity, His Majesty Napoleon will be able to smoothly implement his plan, quickly support his cronies, cultivate strength, and use it against you."

"Finally, and most importantly, by helping me, you are helping yourselves."

In Stephens' slightly dull gaze, Ma Wei looked at the second prince and Archbishop Brandon: "Your Excellency, have you ever thought about the fate of the failure of the resistance?" There are no absolutes, and if you fail to overthrow His Majesty Napoleon, what will be the outcome of your life? ”

"If you're willing to help us get out of Paris, we'll get the friendship of the Kingdom of Windsor and the Church of the Three Goddesses of Destiny! In time, your plans fail, and you can escape to London by boat and seek refuge in the Kingdom of Windsor and the Church of the Three Goddesses of Destiny! ”

Ma Wei stretched out his hand, took off the cigarette butt that Stephens had taken in his mouth, which had burned to the end, threw it into the ashtray and snuffed it out, and said earnestly:

"Today you have helped us, and tomorrow we will help you, dear Lord Count."

Stephens swallowed and stared blankly at Mavey, unable to utter a word.

He struggled for a long time, gritted his teeth and said, "However, if the matter of helping you escape from Paris is exposed, I won't even have a chance to resist!" Anatole won't let me go! ”

Ma Wei looked at him like a fool: "If you can't even solve this problem, you still don't think about resisting, just be captured, maybe you can survive and leave a life." ”

"Do you have any good ideas?"

"Yes!"

The second prince slapped his thigh and said, "We brought a potion called the Elixir Pill!" If you eat it, you can get out of your body, and as long as your soul power is stronger than that of the possessed, you can control the opponent's body for a short time! ”

Stephens' eyes lit up: "So amazing? Can you show me? ”

"No problem! I'll go upstairs and get it! ”

The second prince quietly left the room, this time he came to Paris, in order to open the market, they brought a variety of potions, like an exhibition to show the representatives of various countries, there will be orders if there is attention, and there will be profits if there are orders!

After a while, the second prince ran back with a box, and when he opened it, it was the pattern of the nine-square grid, and from the glass bottle placed in the upper left corner of the grid, there were many small black pills, which were high-grade magic potions-enchanted pills!

Each elixir pill is hand-kneaded, using a large number of precious materials, the cost is high, and the price of one pill cannot be less than 2 gold pounds, otherwise it will not even be able to return to the original.

Now is definitely not the time to consider the cost, as long as he can leave Paris smoothly, the second prince is willing to provide Stephens with a year of free potions!

After getting the elixir, Stephens wanted to test it, but after looking around the room, he dismissed the idea stupidly.

There was no suitable candidate, so I had to take it back and try again.

"These pills must be fine!" The second prince swore and said, "The pills made in the same batch have all been tested!" ”

"Good, good"

Earl Stephens nodded again and again, clutching the glass bottle: "As long as I have these, I am sure"

"Your Excellency, I must warn you, don't think of using the elixir to assassinate His Majesty Napoleon, be careful of being counterattacked."

Stephens, whose expression froze, as if intent to be pierced, asked a little embarrassed, "What do you mean by this?" Are there any side effects associated with the pills? ”

"The spirit pill can indeed achieve the effect of controlling other people's bodies, but the premise is that the other party must be very close to you, because the soul cannot be separated from the body for a long time, and furthermore, the soul out-of-body time is difficult to control, if the other party's soul is too strong and keeps resisting, I am afraid that it will not be able to maintain even 10 minutes."

Ma Wei kindly reminded: "One more point, if the soul strength is not enough, and the soul power of the possession is much stronger than your own target, it will be counterattacked, and the soul that has been hit hard is difficult to repair, just like a clay pot that has leaked water, and within three years, the soul will completely wither." ”

Ma Wei has never figured out the specific criteria for soul strength, there are too few research objects, but there is no doubt about one thing - willpower is also a kind of soul strength.

The stronger the willpower, the stronger the soul power, and it can even be cultivated.

This is the reason why the Soul Research Institute founded by Miss Jin Na in the first place selected believers with firm beliefs to perform soul stripping techniques, and devout believers provide more soul power than ordinary people.

Hearing that there were such serious side effects and harsh conditions of use, Stephens retreated in his heart, and seeing this, Ma Wei hurriedly said: "The enchanted elixir is only one of the magical potions we have, as long as you really help us, we can provide you with more and more magical potions, if used properly, you can kill His Majesty Napoleon without a single soldier." ”

"Is that true?"

"Absolutely."

"Good!"

Stephens got to his feet and made up his mind: "I'll help you escape from Paris!" When do you plan to leave? ”

"We will act on the day the talks are over."

"Well, I'll go arrange for manpower immediately!"

"Beware of being followed."

"Don't worry!"

Stephens put away the elixir and left the mansion without looking back, and Marvey stood in front of the window and watched him get into the carriage and leave, only to withdraw his gaze until the carriage disappeared at the end of the street.

"Nicholas."

"What's wrong, Your Highness?"

"Are you really going to help Count Stephens kill Napoleon?" The second prince asked, "This is a great thing, get rid of Napoleon, and the Kingdom of Windsor will be less troubled!" ”

"yes, yes, if all goes well."

Ma Wei responded perfunctorily, saying that helping Stephens was real, and there was no lie at all, but the problem was that

Will Napoleon, who was supported by the forces of Mary and the Old Gods, be killed by these small means?

Mavi is skeptical.

(End of chapter)