In addition to the bill about potions, the conference also discussed the establishment of the Educators Association. With the promotion of the eldest prince and the king, the Educators Association bill was successfully passed. The position of the president, if nothing else, must belong to Arthur. What's in the bag.
Compared to the Educators Association, most congressmen paid more attention to the specific content of the potions bill. The draft proposed by the cabinet was rejected by the congressmen's votes, and many clauses had to be changed.
It is normal for the bill not to be passed, even if it is a policy proposed by the cabinet, but the potion bill concerns the interests of too many people, and these vested interests are precisely the makers of the bill. When the two factors are combined, it is very difficult to It is difficult to achieve a fair and just situation.
Selling potions is good for the kingdom, but not much. This is a business belonging to the church. The kingdom can at most get some profit from it. The real big head is in the hands of the church. The balance of power is tilted towards the church. The kingdom’s right to speak is destined to A sudden fall.
After this incident, Prime Minister Winston fully realized that Congress and even the kingdom had gradually become puppets in the hands of the church. They began to interfere in legislation. If this continues, will the king still be the king?
At the end of the conference, Prime Minister Winston hurriedly found Rhodes IV, found a quiet room, and expressed his worries.
"Your Majesty, you have also seen the scene at the conference. More than 80% of the members chose to support the church, and the two princes are getting closer and closer to the church. This is a very scary phenomenon. The church has more and more influence on the kingdom's laws. It’s deep!”
Rhodes IV smoked a cigar, looked into Winston's eyes, and said after a long time: "I understand, but this is an irreversible fact. God has come, and the power controlled by the kingdom cannot compete with the church. If you want to maintain political stability, We can only compromise with the church."
"But this is not good for the Kingdom of Windsor!" Winston said loudly: "The church is the church, and the kingdom is the kingdom. If the church can replace the kingdom, what else does the king need? Your Majesty, we cannot sit still and wait for death!"
"Winston, watch your words and actions."
Rhodes IV said expressionlessly: "You are the Prime Minister of the Kingdom, and there are some words that should not come out of your mouth."
"Your Majesty, don't you have any thoughts of resistance?" Winston looked at the strange king in front of him in shock: "The power belonging to the kingdom is being usurped by the church! If this continues, we will bow to the church. Proclaimed your vassal!"
Rhodes IV did not speak. He held a cigar in his mouth and stared at Winston calmly. The room was silent. After a while, Winston couldn't stand it anymore. He stood up and walked towards the door. As soon as he reached the door, something suddenly happened behind him. A voice came: "Winston, I have indeed seen your loyalty to the kingdom and to me, but I think you have some misunderstandings about me."
"His Majesty?"
Winston turned around with confusion on his face: "What do you mean?"
"Do you like theater?"
"I don't like it." Winston shook his head: "I'm not interested in drama or art."
"I loved it, and occasionally I would go to the Royal Opera House in Covent to watch plays performed by Miss Helena Sheffield, who was an excellent dramatic actress," said Lord IV.
The sudden mention of Covent Royal Opera House and Helena Sheffield caught Winston's attention. Rhodes IV was not a king who liked nonsense. When he mentioned drama and Helena Sheffield, he was sure It has a purpose, as to what exactly it is.
Winston frowned and said, "Isn't Helena Sheffield the lover of His Royal Highness Charles? Could it be that your Majesty..."
"You misunderstood me again." Rhodes IV exhaled a puff of smoke: "I have never met Miss Helena Sheffield in private, and I will not break the beautiful distance between the audience and the actor, and I have no respect for her. I don’t have the slightest intention to do anything wrong, just as a friend, I am recommending her plays to you.”
"I understand." Winston nodded and said, "I will go to the Covent Royal Opera House to watch a performance of Miss Helena."
"Just tonight." Rhodes IV said: "Today at 7:30 pm, Miss Helena will perform the play "King John" at the Covent Royal Opera House. I have already reserved a seat, box 1, no need. be late."
Hearing the play "King John", Winston's cheeks couldn't help but twitch. Although he didn't like drama or art, it didn't mean that he knew nothing about drama, especially Shakespeare's works.
The story of "King John" is not complicated. It tells the life of King John. As the most unpopular King of Windsor in history, King John was called the "most incompetent" monarch and was notorious. He not only persecuted the heir to the throne, but also He also plundered the church and had conflicts with the Holy See. He eventually ended up betraying his relatives and being poisoned to death by the monks.
At this delicate juncture, Rhodes IV invited himself to watch the play "King John", obviously with some deep meaning.
"I'll be on time."
After bowing, Winston turned and left the room.
7pm, Covent Royal Opera House, Westminster.
In the mist of the night, brightly dressed guests walked elegantly into the opera house. The Covent Royal Opera House was gleaming with gold, and the six huge white jade stone pillars at the door were majestic. On the huge signboard, there was a picture of Helena Xie. Field's performance poster, which is the introduction to tonight's play "King John."
The play performed that night is usually decided by the theater, but you can't stop some wealthy guests from having a whim and wanting to watch a certain play. As long as they are generous enough, the theater will arrange it for the guests.
Tonight's performance of "King John" is a performance arranged by a mysterious wealthy businessman who spent a lot of money. Although the specific name has not been revealed, Prime Minister Winston has already made some guesses.
In an inconspicuous carriage on the street, Prime Minister Winston observed the guests entering the theater through the gap in the curtains. Most of them were the upper class of the Kingdom of Windsor. They looked very familiar, and some Prime Minister Winston could even call out their names.
For example, Felix von Manstein, who had just gotten off the carriage and entered the theater alone without a female companion, came to watch tonight's performance. Wen Wen was very concerned about what happened between Felix and Helena. Stone was slightly aware of it, but not surprised.
Helena is a beautiful actress. This can be seen from the poster. It is normal for such a beautiful woman to have many suitors. Disputes and rifts between two nobles over a woman often happen. Not surprising at all.
The expensive circle is very chaotic, but Winston is an insider, so it's hard for him to comment.
Customers walked into the theater one after another. In a blink of an eye, it was 7:25, and the performance was about to start. There were fewer and fewer customers entering the theater. Winston, who did not want to expose his whereabouts, walked into the theater at the last minute and was working. Under the guidance of the staff, we came to box No. 1.
Boom!
"Enter."
In the box, Rhodes IV was alone, sitting in a chair, holding a glass of red wine. The curtains of the box were drawn, so outsiders could not explore the situation inside.
"It has nothing to do with you here." Rhodes IV said softly.
The staff member who greeted Winston nodded, silently exited the box, and closed the door. Rhodes IV pointed to one of the two empty chairs next to him: "Sit down, Winston, don't be too restrained."
Winston sat down, and Lord Rhodes IV personally poured him a glass of red wine, which made him even more confused: "Your Majesty, what on earth do you want to do by calling me here?"
"Watch a play."
"But this is an asset owned by the Marquis of Bracon!" Winston said, "The news that the king is here will spread soon!"
"They know it if they know it. It's not my first time here."
Just as Winston was about to ask questions, the door was suddenly pushed open. An old man wearing a black suit, with gray hair, a hooked nose, and sinister eyes walked into the box. Under Winston's surprised gaze, he sat at the end. On an empty chair.
"Winston, let me introduce you."
Rhodes IV raised his glass to the old man: "This is James Morea, a professor of mathematics at Oxford University. Morea, this is Winston Churchill, the Prime Minister of the Kingdom."
"Prime Minister Winston needs no introduction. Who doesn't recognize him?"
Professor James Morea grinned and smiled solemnly: "Your Majesty, this is the first time you have brought an outsider to summon me."
"Winston has shown me his loyalty and he deserves to be trusted."
"I trust your Majesty's judgment."
The two of them chatted with each other. It was obviously not the first time they met. Winston, who was confused, found a gap and asked: "Your Majesty, what is going on?"
"Oh, Winston, I was very touched by your speech this afternoon. I said that you had some misunderstandings about me. This is not an empty talk." Rhodes IV said: "Professor James Morea will help us break away from the church. Take control.”
"He's a math professor."
Halfway through his words, Winston suddenly remembered something: "Your Majesty, the venue for your appointment is the Covent Royal Opera House, where the Marquis of Bracon's informants are located! Aren't you afraid of being exposed?"
No matter what Rhodes IV wants to do, private meetings cannot be discovered. This is common sense!
"No matter how tight the defense is, there will still be flaws, and the flaws often appear in the interior that is not easy to detect." Rhodes IV shook his wine glass and said calmly: "There are still many people who are willing to be loyal to the king. A prince is just a prince. Before becoming a king, the intimidating power of a prince is far less than that of a king."
Winston was stunned for a moment. He had only been prime minister for a few years. In these years, he had dealt with Rhodes IV a lot and claimed to know the king better. But this time, what Rhodes IV did... It was completely unexpected.
Just like an old man who was originally kind and kind, suddenly took off his mask, revealing the ferocious and terrifying face behind him.
"Professor James Morea is my chosen assistant. It should be said that he found me on his own initiative." Rhodes IV smiled: "As early as more than ten years ago, he told me about the coming of gods. Now, five years ago, he told me the specific date of the coming of the gods."
"What?!"
Winston was so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth. He looked at James Morea in disbelief: "Even the church doesn't know the date of God's arrival. A mathematics professor. Don't tell me that he calculated it using mathematics. Yes, I’m afraid even a three-year-old child wouldn’t believe this kind of lame lie.”
James Morea said calmly: "Mathematics can do many things. I always believe that mathematics and physics can analyze theology. However, according to the current level of mathematics, analyzing gods is a fantasy, so I am not using mathematics. He who knows the date of the coming of the gods.”
"Then you are"
"Has your Excellency the Prime Minister ever heard of the Doom Party?"
"Of course." Winston nodded: "The Doomsday Party is a group of lunatics who crazily preach that the end of the world is approaching. This organization has existed for many years. It should be said that no matter what period of time, a group of people will jump out and say the end of the world, but what is the result? The world is still running smoothly and is not destroyed!"
"The Doomsday Party is indeed a group of madmen, but they are not all madmen. I mean, I don't think I am mad." James Morea said: "The Doomsday Party has existed longer than any civilization has existed. It looks like a mess, but in fact there is a rigorous organizational structure that survives in the cracks and continues to this day.”
There was no awkward expression on Winston's face. He glanced at Rhodes IV and asked again: "You haven't answered yet how you learned about the specific date of the god's arrival."
"Inheritance." James Morea replied: "Our rally actions are definitely not a whim, just like the circus on the street, but based on the prophecies passed down by ancient prophets, including the specific details of the coming of the gods. date."
"What prophecy is predicted?"
"Doomsday prophecy. Two thousand years ago, Neleida, the god of apocalypse, left a stone tablet with his predictions for future generations. The specific date of the god's arrival is engraved on the stone tablet."
James Morea, who felt that these words were not enough to convince Winston, added: "Five years ago, the trigger for the Battle of Perea was not that the Saint-Martial fleet plundered the merchant ships of the Kingdom of Popon, but It was because the Saint-Martial fleet accidentally collided with the ship of the Wisdom God that returned from the Sea of Death. The ship carried the upper half of the stone tablet. When he learned that the Saint-Martial fleet had snatched the stone tablet, the God of Wisdom became angry. Jiaocai united with the royal family to launch the Battle of Perea."
"The Battle of Perea ended with the defeat of the Kingdom of Windsor. The Cult of Wisdom recaptured the stone tablet and interpreted the prophecy on it. The doomsday party's informants within the Cult of Wisdom conveyed the content on the stone tablet, so we know that the gods are coming. specific date."
James Morea stared at Winston's wide eyes: "The Doomsday Party has always been hidden in human society. There are traces of the Doomsday Party's activities in any land or country. We never interfere in the rise and fall of human countries. They will only regroup when the gods are revived.”
"Why?"
"Because gods are the source of all disasters!"
James Morea shouted loudly, just as Helena Sheffield's singing voice overtook his voice, everything was as precise as a clock, as if the time was exactly right:
"If there were no gods in the world, how many innocent casualties would be avoided? Human beings do not need gods! Human beings can replace them and steal the throne of gods!"
(End of chapter)
