In the secret darkroom, the fourth prince Arthur showed a shocked expression for the first time.
He originally thought that Ma Wei was just a priest, maybe a little unusual, but he didn't expect...
There is such a huge flame burning in the other person's heart.
revolution!
This is something that all the royal family members are shocked by.
Not only him, but also Lai Wen, who was leaning against the door frame, was stunned and looked at Ma Wei with dumbfounded eyes, extremely confused for a moment.
Apparently...
There were many things that Ma Wei didn't tell him.
He couldn't understand Ma Wei more and more.
"Your Highness, the Fourth Prince, I am telling you this to give you reassurance." Ma Wei said: "The support and help that the Church of Truth can bring to you are by no means less than those of the Church of the Three Goddesses of Destiny, but these still take time. Hatching is like a young dragon that has just broken out of its shell. It needs time to grow scales that are not afraid of axes and axes, and wings that can soar into the sky. That day will not be too far away... By then, you will become the Kingdom of Windsor The only king, your name will be remembered forever by the world, and your anger will be eliminated."
"I will become the only king..."
Chewing these words, Arthur looked at Ma Wei: "What can you get?"
"They have their own pursuits, and I don't want to be a secular monarch, just an ordinary person pursuing the truth."
"Ordinary people?"
Arthur smiled and shook his head: "Throughout ancient times and modern times, a powerful monarch, such as the well-known Alexander, Caesar, and Napoleon... they were named the great emperor, but they could conquer all the lands they could in their lifetime. How many are there?"
"On the contrary, the spread and retention of ideas without boundaries are much greater than those of the monarch's cavalry."
"Father, you are not an ordinary person...your ambition is greater than everyone else."
As he spoke, Arthur took out a dagger from his arms, and his fingertips slid across the back of the knife that shone with cold light. This dagger forged from Damascus steel had an extremely beautiful streamlined pattern, with light and dark reflecting each other.
"I like ambitious people."
He slowly held the blade and slashed hard. The sharp blade instantly separated the skin of his right palm. The bright red blood dyed the blade red and fell on the red carpet.
Duo!
The dagger was inserted deeply into the table and stood in front of Ma Wei.
After looking at him, Ma Wei pulled out the dagger and cut his right palm in the same way.
This is the highest level oath among knights, similar to a certain religion's oath on the Bible. It may not be binding, but it represents the determination of the fourth prince Arthur.
"With blood as evidence, today we have made an unbreakable covenant. Anyone who breaks it will suffer heart-breaking pain!"
Baimeng book
The two hands were clasped together to complete the oath.
"Let's get here today. It's getting late. I have to go meet Bishop Fowler."
Arthur glanced at the clock hanging on the wall: "Gulihana, send the priest and the others out for me."
"Yes, Arthur."
Gulihana's move of calling her by her first name made Mawei look at her sideways.
She put on the kerosene lamp at the door and acted calmly, as if it was just a trivial matter.
Wrapping their wounds with handkerchiefs, the three of them, led by Gulhana, walked through the stone path and returned to the grocery room of the orphanage.
"Father, will you come tomorrow?"
Back at the orphanage, Gulhana turned into a lively and playful girl again. She bent her eyes and asked with a smile: "The story from last time is not over yet."
"If nothing happens, I will come tomorrow."
Wrapping a brown scarf around Yunia, Mavi nodded in response.
"Great, I'm looking forward to tomorrow's story!"
Gulhana sent Mavi out the door, lifted up her skirt, and bowed to salute: "May your wishes come true, Father."
"I also wish you all the best."
Lai Wen also wanted to say goodbye to her, but when Gulhana glanced at him, her original smile disappeared instantly, her face suddenly turned cold, her tongue touched the roof of her mouth, and she uttered one word coldly:
"roll."
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After leaving the orphanage, Mavey did not go back to the church immediately. Instead, he went to Bill's Market not far from South Street, intending to buy some fresh vegetables and beef.
We’ve almost finished the canned food and dried fish at home, so we need to restock.
At 10 o'clock in the morning, it is the busiest time of the Biel Market. The men have all gone out to work, and the women at home have finished cleaning. It is time to go out to buy some ingredients and prepare lunch. There is a mixed crowd in the market, and there are many people with ulterior motives who want to take advantage of the opportunity. The thief of oil and water.
"Boss..."
In front of a vegetable stall, Lai Wen looked at Ma Wei who was picking tomatoes and asked quietly: "You said Wang Du has many friends. What's the matter? Does the establishment of the church have anything to do with them?"
He couldn't help it anymore. He was filled with doubts and curiosity like a cat scratching at him, making him restless. If he didn't ask for an explanation, he would suffer to death.
"A little bit, but not much."
Mawei handed a few bright red tomatoes to his boss and watched him weigh them: "They are my former colleagues...well, it might be more appropriate to say they are comrades-in-arms."
"Are they survivors of Saint-Martial's fleet?"
"Yes, we were abandoned by the kingdom. If Toure had not miraculously survived and produced the privateering certificate, we would have become bones on the banks of the Rhine River eroded by the sea wind."
"A total of 8 pence." The stall owner put the tomatoes into a paper bag and handed it over.
After paying, Ma Wei continued to the next stall, looking at the freshness of the vegetables, while saying: "After returning to the Royal Capital, King Rhodes IV reluctantly gave us the Royal Badge of Honor under the pressure of the people. At that time Coinciding with the signing of the Declaration of Naval War, the privateer system disappeared, and those of us immediately lost value.”
"So you secretly planned... planned..."
Looking around, Laiwen lowered his voice and said, "Revolution?"
"I didn't propose the revolution, but I was indeed one of the participants." Maweila took Yunia, stuffed the oil paper bag filled with tomatoes to the letter, let him hold it, and said noncommittally: "What's in this There are many complicated factors that cannot be explained to you at the moment. You just need to remember that this revolution has no direct connection with the Church of Truth. I came to New Ross City just to contact the fourth prince Arthur, but The establishment of the Truth Church is my personal wish, and the two things are carried out independently, do you understand?"
"oh..."
I understand the communication, the revolution is the revolution and the church is the church.
Ma Wei came to New Ross City to connect with the fourth prince Arthur. This was his mission. As for how to do it, it was not that important.
But by chance, the Church of Truth, which was established three years ago, suddenly experienced the advent of the gods. The situation suddenly became uncertain and foggy, and it could no longer act according to the previous plan.
Lai Wen thought to himself, is this a mistake?
If Ma Wei had not founded the Church of Truth, then the goddess of truth, Yunia, would not have come to the world. Can a 'revolution' succeed without a god to rely on?
The answer is obvious.
"Then, for those friends who stayed in the capital, what have they done in the past three years?"
"Nothing has been done." Ma Wei said: "Their only one task is to find ways and use all means to climb up. The higher the status, the better."
"How high have you climbed now?"
"have no idea."
"have no idea?"
"In the past three years, I have not had any contact with them because I was afraid that their deeds would be exposed and affect each other. So the best solution is for us to cut off contact, break it up into pieces, and work on our own."
Ma Wei stopped in front of a stall selling jam, smiled warmly at the white-haired stall owner, pointed at the orange jam, and said, "Only when I return to the capital will everyone gather together again to work together to achieve great things. .”
"But it's been three years in the blink of an eye... It took you three full years to get in touch with the Fourth Prince. Isn't it too slow?"
"Originally, I expected the time to be 10 years." Ma Wei said seriously: "In your eyes, does the revolution succeed if just a few people enter the royal capital? The forces in the royal capital are complex, and the three crown princes compete with each other. The situation is changing every day. There are a large number of city defense troops stationed outside the city, and the London Guard District is not a vegetarian. Simply killing King Rhodes IV will make the other three crown princes happy, and we are the traitors, and our heads will turn into theirs. Tools used to ascend to the throne.”
"The pressure on them who stay in the royal capital is no less than mine."
"Mr. Holmes must be aware of these strong winds hidden under the surface. What he said before leaving was to remind me to proceed with caution."
Ma Wei sighed faintly: "He is such a smart man... He has a sharp vision and unique insights. If he helps, things will go much smoother. It's a pity that you hit him with your cane."
"Huh? Do you blame me?!"
Lai Wen was stunned: "Even if I don't knock him, he has no intention of joining us!"
"No, I'm afraid you'll knock him stupid." Ma Wei looked at him speechlessly: "Hit someone just hit him. Why did you hit the back of the head? If you hurt the brainstem, the person will become stupid. ...Oh! Is your sudden change in temperament related to the blow on the back of the head?"
"..."
"I'm sorry, I wronged you. In the future, if there is anything delicious to eat or drink, I will share more with you."
"..."
Even Yunia's eyes when she looked at Lai Wen were full of pity. She hesitated and reluctantly handed over the half-eaten milk toast in her arms: "Uncle Lai Wen, you eat it!"
"You...you two...are working together to mess with my mentality!
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