After sending away the irrelevant people, Wayne's expression became serious.
It seemed that not only did he have questions that he wanted to answer from Raphael, but Raphael himself also had important things to say to himself and Chris.
"Have you seen the new envoy sent by Stuart?" He started the topic straightforwardly.
Wayne looked at Chris first, then nodded to him.
"Simon is my great brother's confidant." Raphael did not hide anything and explained simply.
"I heard from my personal entourage that he came with a royal edict. My father clearly instructed in it that all matters in Lownes should be handed over to him for decision-making."
While saying these words, Raphael frowned tightly, as if he was not satisfied with this arrangement.
"I have a hunch that his trip will not be in vain, and he will definitely find an opportunity to do something."
Wayne probed calmly: "As Stuart's special envoy, if he really did something, wouldn't it also be King Stuart's intention?"
Raphael just shook his head helplessly.
"In recent years, my father has been wavering between my two royal brothers, not knowing who to appoint as the crown prince. Because of this, many ministers have been divided into various camps, fighting with each other all day long." He sighed, "Compared to my two brothers who are many years older than me, I have no say. I am in a dilemma if I stay in China. That's why I took the initiative to study in Lowes."
"Although we are brothers, I have no brotherhood with those two elder brothers, and they never paid attention to me before. However, as the situation in the country becomes more and more intense, my mosquito legs in Lownes seem to have disappeared. Gradually, he was regarded as a piece of fat by them." He said softly.
"Simon had previously paid a secret visit to me on behalf of my eldest brother. At that time, he asked me to transfer all the power at my disposal in Lornes to him."
Speaking of this matter, Raphael's tone was filled with resentment. "Of course, I forcefully rejected such an unreasonable request."
"So, he and I broke up on bad terms."
"At that time, he promised that we would meet again next time... I thought he was just being quick to talk, but I didn't expect that I saw this person's face just after I woke up from serious injuries."
Poor Raphael
Although I was a little surprised by his confession, his statement seemed to be consistent with what I had learned before.
"Do you think he has bad intentions for you when he comes here on the orders of King Stuart?" Wayne suddenly felt that the situation was much more complicated.
It seems that even Raphael does not trust his envoy Simon.
Can this be used to make some articles?
"There's no proof, but I do think so," Raphael said.
"...To be honest." Wayne sighed softly, "I also noticed that he seemed to be very hostile to the Wenche family. I even doubted whether he had some trouble with our family before."
"Before...? According to my sources, I have never heard of such a thing."
Wayne thought thoughtfully and continued: "Now it seems that there may be another possibility."
Hearing this, Raphael's expression changed.
"It seems that you have also thought of it, senior, right?" Wayne smiled faintly.
Chrissy on the side couldn't sit still and couldn't help shaking Wayne's hand: "If you two want to talk, just talk properly and don't play riddles, okay?"
Raphael took the initiative to explain, "What Wayne probably means is that his hostility towards the Winche family may come from his hostility towards me."
"That's right!"
Wayne didn't care whether that was the case or not, but he wanted to muddy the waters first.
"I don't mean to show off, but Mr. Simon's attitude is completely different from that of the other senior disciples." Wayne said, "Just like the time I went to visit you in church, and today. This time around, people who really care about you are delighted by my presence.”
"But Mr. Simon's reaction was very strange." Wayne tried to connect these things.
"Not only did he not feel that I had helped Stuart, but he never asked me a question about Senior Raphael's injury. He even spoke with a gun and a stick, as if he was deliberately trying to trip me up... "
As he talked, even Wayne himself felt that there must be some imminent inner connection among these things.
Raphael took a long breath.
"At that time...if you hadn't responded quickly enough, Wayne, I might not have had the chance to sit here and talk anymore." He looked gloomy. "But for Simon, it might be more to his liking if I just died like this."
Wayne did not comment on this, but just made an insinuation: "Since he was sent here to take over matters related to tracking down this assassin, His Majesty the King has been cold-blooded for a long time because your people have been trying to blame our country. "
"There is no news about the assassin now, and the special envoy's mission will definitely not be over for a while."
Since he and Raphael weren't on good terms, this might have been his original plan.
How could standing up for Raphael, an "outsider", be more important than benefiting his own side? Of course, it is an excuse to use the topic, which is more in line with the interests of him and the people behind him.
"Wayne, do me one more favor." Raphael suddenly grabbed Wayne's hand.
"——After this incident, I will remember your two life-saving graces."
…
Things progressed more smoothly than I imagined.
After leaving Raphael's mansion, Wayne was still thinking about every sentence of the conversation just now, making sure that there were no flaws in it.
"I always feel like, Wayne, your goals are always achieved quietly."
Sitting on the carriage, Chris glanced at him.
"That must be because Chris is here." Wayne boasted seriously.
"Huh? Why."
"Because Chris's presence makes my eyes and ears bright." He didn't seem to think that such praise was vain at all.
"Hey." Chrissy rolled her eyes at him disdainfully.
"This visit to Senior Raphael was not just a visit from the beginning, right?" Now, she finally came to her senses.
"Hey, what do you think?" Wayne said in a low voice.
"I guess you have turned into a big black-hearted carrot." For some reason, Chris was a little angry.
It's not a black-hearted radish, it's a philandering radish.
Wayne silently corrected her statement in his mind.
"There are some things I didn't tell you before because I didn't want to cause trouble..." Seeing that her face was getting even more ugly, Wayne immediately changed the direction: "But if you want to know now, just ask! I promise to tell you everything I know. All."
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