"Is there going to be a war in the United States of America?"
In the living room, Ma Wei looked at Arthur in shock.
The blockade in the Romanov Kingdom has not ended yet, but the United States of Citi itself is in chaos!
But if you think about it carefully, it is almost time for the United States of Citi to complete the unification of its systems.
The slave owners in the South relied on the plantation economy, while the North relied on factories and free trade. The two were very incompatible, and a civil war would break out sooner or later.
What Ma Wei didn't expect was...
The Kingdom of Windsor actually played an extremely important role in this.
It seems that the Kingdom of Windsor wants to participate in this civil war and profit from it.
The United States of Citi in the Western Continent is far away from the Central Continent. It has been developing steadily for more than a hundred years, and its rise is becoming more and more obvious. As the world's hegemon, the Kingdom of Windsor will certainly not watch its rise. It is normal to suppress it.
"The war will break out in the near future. What I want to say is that because the Parliament and the church adopted my plan, I can return to London smoothly." Arthur exhaled a puff of smoke: "The medium is the cocaine shipped to the Romanov Kingdom by the United States of America. marijuana...."
These things have something to do with Ma Wei, but they are not major.
What is breaking out in the United States of Citi is a civil war. The Romanov Kingdom is currently unable to intervene, and he is currently busy setting up a potion company, so he has no time to take care of the United States of Citi.
But Ma Wei always believed that the United States of Citi, as the headquarters of the Free Association, would not be easily controlled by the Kingdom of Windsor, and the plan of the Church of the Three Destinies... might fail.
This is just his personal guess. After all, the Ancient Gods are behind the Free Association. If the Church of the Three Goddess of Destiny can defeat them by itself, then why is the underground black market in London infiltrated by the forces of the Ancient Gods?
Defeating the ancient gods is destined to be a long process, and the idea of completing it in one battle is unrealistic. However, Ma Wei did not say these words clearly to his face. The plan was proposed by the fourth prince, and the parliament and the church had already adopted it. At this time, he jumped out to refute it. It has no effect.
"Your Highness, let's stop talking here today. It's too late, so let's go back first." Ma Wei stood up and said, "If anything happens, you can send someone to notify me... Felix, put down the wine."
While Ma Wei and Arthur were talking, the message had already "looted" Arthur's private wine cabinet, including unopened bottles of whiskey, brandy, and red wine...
The letter is like returning to your own home, and you must be welcome.
"No, just treat these wines as a reunion gift." Arthur said very generously: "If you want to drink, you can come and get it next time."
Lai Wen agreed with a smile on his face, hugging the wine bottle happily, activated the ancient magic mud shadow under Ma Wei's somewhat helpless gaze, and they left the villa.
"Arthur?"
As soon as Ma Wei and others left, Gulhana pushed open the door. She poked her head in and asked doubtfully: "Who are you talking to?"
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"I'm talking to the priest." Arthur didn't hide anything.
Gulihana's eyes widened and she glanced around the room: "Father? Father Mawei? Where are they?"
"left already."
"oh...."
Gulhana was a little disappointed. She still wanted to say hello to Ma Wei. If Ma Wei hadn't been there, Arthur would have definitely married the saint Yin Fulin. Where would it be her turn?
In a sense, Mavi was her benefactor and matchmaker, and Gulihana has always been grateful.
"Let me just say, if Father Mavey and the others really come back, they will definitely contact you in time... Arthur, why are you looking at me like this?"
Gulhana suddenly found Arthur staring straight at her, with a strange light shining in his eyes.
"I only mentioned Father Mavey, how did you know there were others?"
"...It's normal! Father Mavey has become the pope now, and he has a daughter, right? They will definitely act together!"
As she spoke, Gulhana looked at her husband in disbelief: "Arthur, you are not doubting me!"
Hearing this, the vigilance on Arthur's face melted away like spring snow. He held his wife's soft palm and said with a smile: "You are the person I trust most in the world. I will not doubt you. I was just curious. "
Picking up the hair on his wife's forehead with his fingers, Arthur said softly: "You have paid too much for me. Even if one day you really betray me, I will not hurt you."
"What are you talking about!" Gulihana hugged her husband, put her cheek on his chest, and whispered: "We have already made a contract, haven't we? Never separate, never betray, forever loyal and Guard… Are Father Mavey and the others the same as before?”
"Not much has changed, which is good news."
"Any more bad news?"
"Yes." Arthur said with a solemn expression: "Father Mavey is still the same as before. I can't see any desire in him... Whether it is a person or a god, there will be desires, even for the flowers growing on the street. Grass will also try its best to stretch out its branches and leaves in order to compete for sunlight."
"Laiwen likes to drink. He is a man with desires. Edward wants to revitalize the vampire family, which also has its own desires. Only Father Mavey... I can't see the fire of desire in his eyes."
"Isn't it the desire of Father Mawei to spread the truth?" Gulhana said: "Everything he does is for the Church of Truth! Isn't this called desire?"
"This desire is too advanced." Edward shook his head: "Father Mavey is like a saint who has dedicated everything to the church and has nothing else to ask for."
"He has no desires of his own, which is what is called human nature. Do you understand? He is more like a god than a human being!"
"I think you are thinking too much." Gulhana curled her lips and said: "There are all kinds of people. What if Father Mawei has that kind of character? He can understand my feelings. Isn't that true? Is it human nature? If it hadn't been for him, you would have married that woman Yin Fulin..."
"...Didn't we agree not to mention this matter?"
"If you don't mention it, don't mention it!"
Gulhana hit her husband on the chest and left the lounge angrily, leaving Arthur with a helpless look on his face.
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The next day, Arthur wrote a handwritten letter and asked the head maid to stuff it into the mailbox. In the afternoon, the courier collected the letter and sent it to distant Belfast.
Within a few days....
A train from the north arrived at King's Cross Station, emitting billows of smoke.
The door opened, and a middle-aged man wearing a monocle and black hair except for a lock of white hair at the forehead stepped out of the train among the crowds of people. He was dressed like an elegant gentleman, with white gloves and a top hat. Holding a walking stick in one hand and a black suitcase in the other, with a morning newspaper tucked under his arm, he walked among the mist-shrouded platforms, his heels clicking against the floor tiles, making a rhythmic 'tapping' sound.
After leaving the crowded station, the man took a deep breath and frowned suddenly. The turbid soot and particulate matter in the air made him breathless.
"The air in London is still so dirty..."
He took out the copper whistle hanging from his waist, put it to his mouth and blew it gently. Soon, a four-wheeled carriage stopped beside the man. The driver jumped out of the back, helped the man open the door, and asked diligently: "Mr. ,where to?"
"St. Paul's Cathedral."
Today is Friday, and in the afternoon, mass is held in all churches in the city, and St. Paul's Cathedral is no exception.
Twenty minutes later, the four-wheeled carriage stopped outside St. Paul's Cathedral. The man got out of the car and paid the fare. He walked into the church with his suitcase and took the leftmost seat in the first row before the mass started.
The man put his suitcase next to him and waited quietly. Believers walked into the church one after another until 2 o'clock in the afternoon, when the mass was about to begin...
"Is there anyone here?"
The man raised his head and glanced at the inquirer, then silently picked up the suitcase and put it on the ground.
"Thank you."
Arthur sat down next to the man, closed his eyes, put his index finger to his lips, and listened to the bishop's solemn prayer.
After a while, when the bishop began to let the believers come up to the stage to be baptized with holy water, Arthur whispered:
"Gawain, long time no see."
