The hundred steps of the Central District Academy of Sciences Branch were covered with a red carpet, and golden lion flags surrounded by crowns stood on both sides. The flags and flags were dancing in the cold wind, and the stone steps were crowded with people.
As Paul I said, he created a grand celebration banquet for Katerina and the Church of Truth, and declared his kindness and generosity to the world without hesitation, even if everyone knew that he and Katerina were not on good terms. Still so.
"If you want to kill him, you must praise him."
Katerina, who was walking on the steps, said softly: "Father, this is what my brother once said, when he was only 11 years old. Don't lose yourself in his means. If we follow his plan, we will become the so-called Hero of the Kingdom, then death is not far away from us.”
"I've seen bigger scenes than this, in London."
Ma Wei smiled, pulled Yunia, and walked up steadily: "At that time, the streets were empty, and the king stood in front of Buckingham Palace to welcome us back... These are just political means, the king himself Is it really a great honor to welcome him? If you think it is an honor, then it also acknowledges the king’s supreme dominance.”
Hearing this, Katerina couldn't help but look sideways and said thoughtfully: "I hope this is an honor, but Father, your ambition seems to be greater than I imagined."
"Is this a good thing for you, Your Highness?"
"It is."
Under the leadership of the internal affairs officer, Mavey and Katerina walked into the Academy of Sciences, which was temporarily recruited as the location of the royal palace. It was heavily guarded and patrolling soldiers could be seen everywhere.
In the large conference hall on the second floor, a group of nobles wearing medals on their chests and wearing military uniforms stared at the door while whispering to each other.
Click...
The door opened under the push of the internal affairs officer, and the whispers disappeared. Katerina walked in first, holding her head high and looking straight ahead, leaving no trace of the nobles on both sides, like a victor returning. General...she certainly is.
"Oh! Katerina! My dear sister!"
Paul I, who was sitting in a high position, stood up, opened his arms, and with a smile on his pale face, walked around the table, ran to Katerina, hugged her heavily, and said with concern: "You don't know I have I miss you so much, it’s great to have you back safe and sound!”
Katerina patted him on the back symbolically and asked, "Should I call you Paul or Your Majesty?"
"Privately, we are relatives, but in public, you have to call me Your Majesty." Paul I turned aside the nobles who were staring at him and said with a smile: "For example, now."
"It turns out to be His Majesty."
Katerina put her palms on her chest, nodded and said, "Excuse me, can we start discussing the march plan?"
"Of course, of course."
Hearing Katerina's name to him, Paul I's smile became even brighter: "But today is a celebration banquet for you. Let's talk about the march plan and so on later."
Faced with the arrangements of Paul I, Katerina didn't say much. If it were her, she would never hold a celebration banquet. Instead, she would seize the opportunity and launch a massive counterattack.
"The Jue of Extreme Chaos"
but...
After all, she is not a king now and has no power to command the army.
Paul I clapped his hands, and the small door on the side of the conference hall opened. The maids served carefully prepared dishes, including fried peacocks, cheese pies, vanilla cranes, aspic, pancakes, pastries, fried dough...
The dishes were piled high until they were as high as a mountain. If plate arrangement is an art, then these maids must be famous artists.
"dad..."
Looking at the mountains of food, Yunia said in great surprise: "There is so much, have they finished eating it?"
"A few dozen pigs should be able to finish it."
A baron sitting next to him looked at Ma Wei in surprise, with doubts in his eyes, as if he was saying such vulgar words. How could he appear at such a formal banquet?
Not at all classy!
"But...but there are still so many refugees outside!" Yunia asked again: "Will they give the uneaten food to the refugees?"
"oh..."
Just as Ma Wei was about to speak, the baron sitting next to him answered the question kindly and kindly. He picked up a thick disc-shaped piece of bread, cut it in half from the middle, spread it in front of him, stood up and took out a juicy grilled quail, holding a table knife, and said while cutting it skillfully: "Of course we will The remaining food is distributed to the common people. This is a required etiquette for the nobles. Just like this piece of white bread soaked in soup, which is mixed with the taste of various foods, the common people who eat it can enjoy the big meal just like us. Here’s the meal!”
Yunia stared straight at the Baron, then turned her head away after a while, her face full of disgust, and she did not want to say a word more.
"The things that my father hated have become normal here." Katerina sipped the broth and ate the bread dipped in the broth. She said without raising her head: "Your Majesty, I must remind you, This is war time."
"Yeah, how can we fight if we don't have enough to eat?"
Paul I, who was sitting at the head of the dinner table, seemed not to hear what Katerina meant. He pointed to the nobles at the table and said: "Ivanovich, Grigory, Kudinov..."
He read out the names of the nobles one by one, "They are all the most elite generals in the Romanov Kingdom. If we can't even guarantee their food, how can we command the soldiers? We must prioritize the needs of the commanders. Only they can Only when you are satisfied can the war proceed smoothly."
The nobles nodded slightly, agreeing with the king's words and raising their glasses.
Katerina smiled, her smile full of caustic sarcasm. She took a sip of ouzo and asked: "Where is Archbishop Henry?"
"He was unwell and had no appetite."
"I must have a bad stomach."
"Who knows, but I should indeed send him a bottle of red wine from the Northern Rhone Valley. My father would drink a glass of it every night." Paul I was eating caviar bread and suddenly asked: "Are you fighting? Were you injured?"
"No, not even a scratch on the skin. Are you disappointed?"
"How could I be disappointed because you were not injured?" Paul I sighed: "You are my biological sister. After the death of my father and mother, you are my only close relative in this world. I hope you are healthy and happy. .”
"What a frightening blessing."
"Say something serious."
Putting down his knife and fork, Paul I wiped the corners of his mouth and said seriously: "Katerina, you know the situation the kingdom is currently facing. If we can get help from the Popon Kingdom, then all difficulties will be solved."
"Didn't you already get help from the Popang Kingdom?"
"No, no... We only received help from the Wisdom Cult. The Kingdom of Popang did not send troops to rescue."
Paul I shook his head repeatedly: "What I mean is that the first crown prince of the Bourbon Kingdom, Yinfan de Bourbon, is 22 years old. He is young and wise. He is an extremely outstanding man. He will inherit the throne in the future and become Yinfan Fifteenth." , and he has been favoring you, sister, for a long time. If you are willing to marry him, I think the Popon Kingdom will spare no effort to help us and repel the soldiers of the Windsor Kingdom."
"Sounds good." Katerina nodded.
"You agreed?"
"Well..."
Katerina picked up the wine glass, glanced at the surprised nobles and Paul I with her blue eyes, and said expressionlessly:
"Actually, I'm telling you to get lost."
