A small, beautifully decorated box was respectfully placed in the palm of a wrinkled, old hand. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

With a "click", the buckle was opened, and the old man opened the small box.

I saw a small crystal clear stone lying on the crimson velvet pavement inside, and the stone was emitting a hazy white light.

The old man picked up the small stone, felt it in the palm of his hand for a while, then put it in front of his eyes, and observed it over and over again for a while. Then he said, "You mean, that this inconspicuous little stone saved my life and pulled me back from the underworld?"

Not far from the old man's eyes, there was a middle-aged man with silver hair kneeling, he was wearing a straight Imperial Gendarmerie high-class uniform, and a cane with a silver eagle head was placed not far from his feet, it was really Lord Otto Neltz, the chief captain of the Imperial Gendarmerie.

I saw him explain softly: "Yes, I have found someone to identify, and the white light emitted from the stone is very similar to the white light emitted that night, and I have also done experiments myself, and I have made a small cut on my forearm, but under the light of that white light, it will soon heal." ”

With that, he raised a hand, rolled down his sleeve, and exposed his arm, only to see that his skin was very smooth, without a trace of scarring.

"But the white light on it is very faint. The old man said as he observed the stone in his hand.

"When they first gave it to me, the white light was even stronger than it is now, but as time passed, the white light became weaker and weaker, and it must have dimmed completely in a few days. Lord Silver Eagle explained, "But it does have healing properties, so in the beginning, its healing power must have been even stronger, and it is likely that it saved your life." ”

"That's ......" The old prime minister put down the stone in his hand and put it back in the box: "By the way, I seem to have heard before, one of the twelve gospel divine skills of the Duji Martial God Sect has incredible healing effects, what is that one called?"

"That is the Gospel of Tatai, also known as the Gospel of Healing, which is the secret and mastery of the clergy of the Holy See, and the strongest healing martial arts in the whole continent. Although it is not good at offense or defense, it is said that the internal force cultivated by it has a good healing effect on both internal and external injuries, and with the secret medicine of the Holy See, some serious injuries can be saved from dying and scorching!" Lord Silver Eagle reported: "However, there are no rumors that it has the ability to bring people back to life. ”

"Yes, come back from the dead, that is the realm of the gods! an absolute forbidden area beyond the reach of mortals!" the old Prime Minister Bismarck closed his eyes, as if in memory of something: "But I know that at that moment, I must indeed be dead!"

"But you're still alive!" Lord Silverhawk emphasized.

"I'm so old, and I've done enough for this country, what's the point of living? Wouldn't it be nice for me to rest completely?" the old prime minister looked at Lord Silver Eagle lovingly.

"No, you're only 83 years old! There are many people in history who live to be 100 years old, and you're not old at all!"

"It's not a good thing for me to live, the emperor has long been waiting to see me, Philip has always wanted me to die early, just like Adenauer, who just took over as prime minister, and he can't sit in a position if he wants to......" The old prime minister's tone was helpless: "And you, for the sake of me, an old man, I have to compromise with those chaotic parties!"

"Don't worry, Prime Minister, I'm just relaxing on them for the time being and letting them bounce for two more days. As long as you are determined to do it, it will be easy to destroy this chaotic party!" explained Lord Silverhawk.

"Oh, really, aren't you afraid that they will grow out of your control?" asked the old man.

"Yes, no matter how strong they are, as long as their top ranks are still the same people, it will be easy to solve! They all have fatal weaknesses! And I have found a way to deal with these weaknesses!" Lord Silver Eagle explained, "You have taught me to reach the best solution at the lowest cost, I just spent a little more time and practiced it." As long as the Holy See does not act openly, I am sure that this German National Socialist Party will fall apart overnight!"

"If you can handle it, my sons are all incompetent, that is, you, I can do everything at ease!" After thinking about it, the old prime minister said: "I can't help you here, if there is any difficulty, you can go to the Siegfried family, no matter what, they will sell me more or less to help you." ”

"Yes, I'll make that when the time comes!" Lord Silver Eagle assured again.

"No! Not when the time comes!" The old chancellor interrupted him: "I hope that you will get rid of this German National Socialist Party as soon as possible and as soon as possible! It gives me a very bad feeling! The Holy See has been silent for more than ten years, and although it has always been low-key, no one knows how much strength they have accumulated, and we cannot let it develop and grow and let the Holy See exert its strength!"

"But, but you......" Silvereagle's voice hesitated.

"I know what you mean, if they can sneak in and save me, they can also sneak in and kill me. You're afraid they'll jump off the wall, right? The old prime minister's eyes flashed with this essence: "But my life should have been taken away by death a long time ago, and if I can live for so many days, I will earn more or less." Don't worry about me, act boldly!"

"But...... However, I have not found any evidence that they have a connection with the Holy See, and it is possible that they are not members of the Holy See. Lord Silver Eagle held back for a long time, and finally came up with a reason.

"I said, don't look ahead and backward! Whether it has anything to do with the Holy See or not, it won't be wrong to beat them out after all!" The old prime minister reprimanded: "Besides, I can't think of a second possibility other than the Holy See that can bring people back to life and sneak into my bedroom at that time!"

Looking at Lord Yinying, who was silent, he analyzed again: "Alas, at that time, in my entire bedroom, in addition to His Majesty and the important ministers of those countries, there was also a royal physician, and there were no servants and attendants! At this time, they could still take out the stone to save me, but it is conceivable that the person who took out the stone must be one of those important ministers, or the royal physician. But whoever it is, it shows how seriously they have infiltrated our top leaders! Moreover, such a thing as resurrection from the dead has only happened once in the entire continent, in the history of thousands of years, isn't it?"

"Duji Martial God......" Lord Silver Eagle opened his mouth wide.

"Yes, since they have spent such a great price to resurrect me, it must mean that they can get more benefits! And your current compromise and letting them develop is what they like to see!" The old prime minister's face was very serious: "Therefore, you must eradicate them as soon as possible! Don't let the danger of subverting the empire grow because you are afraid of me! You must strangle it in the cradle!"

After bowing his head and being silent for a long time, Lord Silver Eagle raised his head, his eyes were a little red, but his tone was very firm: "Yes, I understand, I won't hesitate anymore, I'll start preparing now!"

With that, he stood up without looking back, and strode out the door. (To be continued.) )