Buckingham Palace, Westminster, Tuesday.
In the magnificent palace, King Rhodes IV, who had just had lunch, was walking among the carpets. He was wearing a suit and there was no crown on his head. The heavy crown would only appear in formal occasions. In private, he was naturally as comfortable as he wanted.
Today, Rhodes IV looked very worried, his brows furrowed all the time. Sometimes he stood in front of the window and looked at the garden, and sometimes he walked to the desk and looked through documents. He couldn't calm down no matter what.
"Isn't Archbishop Brandon here yet?"
"Someone has been sent to inform." The guard standing by the door said immediately.
Lord Rhodes IV stood in the middle of the room and found that the weather was quite good today. After he could vaguely see the sun, he decided to go for a walk in the garden of Buckingham Palace.
"Have Archbishop Brandon come to see me in the garden."
"yes."
After more than an hour, the belated Archbishop Brandon finally arrived at Buckingham Palace. He seemed to be awake and yawned constantly. He followed the guards and walked into the garden inside the palace. district.
"Your Majesty, you are so anxious to summon me. What's the matter?"
Today is Tuesday, not a mass day, and there is no important official business. Archbishop Brandon doesn’t know why Rhodes IV summoned him. When the herald went to St. Paul’s Cathedral, he was eating toast...
"Why so slow?" Rhodes IV looked a little displeased. St. Paul's Cathedral is not far from Buckingham Palace. Logically speaking, Archbishop Brandon should have arrived long ago, but he actually waited for more than an hour!
"Your Majesty, please forgive me. I was communicating with the goddess at the time, so I was delayed for some time." Archbishop Brandon lied in a calm tone. He was happily eating sleepy toast at the time, so where was he communicating with the goddess?
But Rhodes IV didn't know about this, so his expression softened a little, and he got down to business: "I came to you because of one person...Nicholas von Manstein, do you still remember him?"
"I know the potion merchant who came all the way from Frederick's Kingdom." Archbishop Brandon said.
"Shukri told me that he has sent people to carefully investigate Nicholas' identity, and there is no problem, but I am still worried...the investigation results are wrong."
"Your Majesty, what are you worried about?"
"I'm worried..." Rhodes IV licked his dry lips: "He is pretending to be someone else. His eyes look very much like the same person."
"who?"
"Marvie Enders, four years ago, when I gave him the Royal Medal of Honor, he looked at me with a look... not hatred, nor resentment, but a kind of... indifference, which made me sad. People's hair-raising indifference." Rhodes IV rubbed his eyebrows and said: "Two days ago, I saw the same look in Nicholas von Manstein's body, so I was worried..."
"So that's it."
Archbishop Brandon nodded slowly and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, you must have misunderstood."
"Misunderstand?"
"Yes, a misunderstanding." Archbishop Brandon said firmly: "After His Royal Highness the Second Prince investigated Nicholas' identity, I also tested Nicholas using a divination crystal. The test results showed that he has no faith in gods and is not protected by gods. "
Having no faith in gods and not being protected by gods can already explain a lot of things. Rhodes IV nodded: "Is it possible that the divination results may be interfered with?"
"This is London, Your Majesty, the goddess is watching us from the sky!" Archbishop Brandon said with a smile: "The divination results will not be disturbed, I can be sure, and Nicholas is definitely not Marvey Enders, Marvin V. Enders is the Pope of the Church of Truth! How can there be a Pope in the world who does not believe in gods? Even if he does not believe in gods, the Goddess of Truth should give him protection!"
"So, I made a mistake?"
"Your Majesty, you must be too tired." Archbishop Brandon said in a kind tone: "You are busy with official duties and are nervous all day long. It is normal for you to have hallucinations. There is no problem with Nicholas von Manstein's identity. Regarding the divination results, I also asked the goddess, and the result was that Nicholas can change the Kingdom of Windsor in the future!"
"Change...the Kingdom of Windsor?"
Rhodes IV immediately became alert: "Did the goddess say this?"
"Not a word is wrong. Your Majesty, you may have misunderstood. Nicholas is engaged in the potion industry. He has many channels. Once the potion trade is launched with other countries in the future, he will definitely have an impact on the Kingdom of Windsor!"
Hearing Archbishop Brandon explain the goddess's holy words in this way, Rhodes IV's hanging heart calmed down a little.
He has been restless since returning from Ascot Racecourse on Sunday.
The look in Nicholas von Manstein's eyes frightened him into having nightmares for several days.
After all, with Marvie Enders’ experience, how could he not be worried?
One Mavi Enders is enough to give him a headache. If another one comes...
Fortunately, Archbishop Brandon gave him an explanation. At least Rhodes IV could now confirm that Nicholas von Manstein was not pretending to be Marvin Enders. In this way, he did not have to worry about Nicholas von Manstein in the future. ·What did Manstein do to the Kingdom of Windsor.
Marvie Enders betrayed him, which can be explained by the disastrous defeat of the Saint-Martial fleet, Nicholas von Manstein....
There was no friction or gap with the Windsor Kingdom, so why should he betray himself?
"Be careful, he is a spy sent by Frederick's Kingdom." Rhodes IV reminded.
Archbishop Brandon shook his head and smiled bitterly: "I know Your Majesty, we will take care of it. You have been really stressed recently and need to take a good rest."
"I also want to rest..."
Rhodes IV sighed: "Over there in the United States of Citi, a war is about to break out. How can I sleep at such a tense moment? Arthur said that the United States of Citi will threaten the Kingdom of Windsor's world hegemony in the future, no matter whether he is right or not , we all need to take precautions before they happen and cut off the signs in advance..."
Archbishop Brandon nodded and admired Rhodes IV's vision very much. The king is the king. Even if he is old, Rhodes IV will not let go of this kind of thing. This is why the church needs to cooperate with the kingdom. s reason.
The kingdom is the kingdom, and the church is the church. What the kingdom can do, the church may not be able to do, and vice versa.
Only through cooperation can both parties achieve a win-win situation.
But Rhodes IV was old after all, and his ambitions were no longer in his prime. He was under too much mental pressure, which would always affect his judgment...
Thinking of this, Archbishop Brandon suggested: "Your Majesty, recently, I discovered a good magic potion that can relieve stress, make people forget all their worries, relax completely, take it, and sleep well... .If your Majesty is willing, I will send you some."
"If it's something like cocaine, there's no need to give it away." Rhodes IV said, "I'm not interested in those things."
"Not cocaine, but a harmless potion."
"What potion?"
"Sleepy Toast."
Sounds like sleeping pills...is it really safe?
After much thought, Rhodes IV agreed to Archbishop Brandon's proposal. He was really under a lot of pressure recently. If there was something good that could relieve stress without being addictive, it wouldn't hurt to have some.
"I believe, Your Majesty, you will be satisfied with the Sleeping Toast."
Amway succeeded, and Archbishop Brandon smiled broadly. After all, this was a product launched by Manstein's Potions Grocery Store. If Rhodes IV liked it, it might be good for future bidding.
In the evening, a church monk delivered a pound of fresh toast as promised. Rhodes IV, who was dealing with government affairs, had someone cut it and put it on the table. While signing the document, he picked up a piece of toast and stuffed it in. In his mouth, within half a minute, he suddenly froze.
The sleepy toast worked, and Rhodes IV found that the table in front of him had turned into a soft bed. Three beautiful women were lying on the bed, and they were posing towards him. Their faces...
It is very similar to the three statues of goddesses enshrined inside St. Paul's Cathedral.
