Chapter 137 Secret Talk

Pushing open the thick wooden door of the secret meeting room, a light scent of resting grass rushed towards him. Archbishop Mayne liked this kind of candle mixed with herbs and spices very much, especially in the confined space without windows, the smell it emitted It makes him feel at peace. A novel ≦<≦≦≦≦﹤＜﹤

The secret room is not big, only a round table and four chairs can be placed. The other two archbishops have already sat in their seats, but the seat facing the wooden door is still empty. The Pope's physical condition was deteriorating, and he hadn't appeared in front of everyone for almost half a year. Only when he encounters difficult problems that are difficult to solve, he will go to the secret area of ​​the Hermes agency and seek answers from the Pope himself.

"If we're all here, let's start." Mayne put the latch on the door and sat between the two of them. "Master Teflon, how is the order in the Kingdom of Eternal Winter maintained?"

"Except for the nobles in the royal capital, there are very few rebels in other places, and the common people even welcome us to take over the kingdom." Teflon stroked his beard and said, "Of course, those nobles who cling to the glory of the past and are obsessed with it will be punished by a group of people. Get rid of it."

"That's great," Heather licked her lips, "If it is handed over to me for trial, the people will have a deeper understanding of their ugly and dirty side, but unfortunately I still have a lot of work to do here, so I can't go to Yongdong The royal city is gone."

Mayne directly ignored her words, and said to Teflon: "Those vacant positions, our people must fill them as soon as possible. The church has cultivated a large number of talents for this, and now is the time to use them. Yongdong was originally influenced by the church. The kingdom with the greatest power, the smaller the waves caused, the sooner we will be free to deal with Langxin and Chenxi."

"This is natural."

"Those people who turn to the church—I mean the nobles, what should we do?" Heather asked, "The reason why the church can attract so many outstanding believers is that we don't ask about bloodlines, but only about ability. Accept those gangs rashly." If you are a fool, it will shake the foundation of the church. My suggestion is..." She made a gesture of wiping her neck.

"Leave it alone for now and tell them when the situation in the kingdom is stable, so as to reduce the resistance to change." On this point, Mayne specifically asked the Pope, "The church can provide powers equal to their titles, but they must not Inherited to future generations. Don't forget that we are going to eliminate the royal power after all, there is no need to rush, Lord Heather."

Heather was born poor and suffered from hunger and homelessness before being taken in by the church. But relying on her natural keen mind and extraordinary judgment, she insisted on getting to where she is today step by step. Mayne can understand her dislike of nobles, but at this time, the overall situation must be put first.

"How's the situation over there at Graycastle?" he asked.

"Information says that the new king, Timothy, did not return to the royal capital after suffering a defeat, but went directly to the Eastern Territory." Teflon replied.

"Smart choice," Heather snapped her fingers, "Take Duke Fran to challenge the Queen of Clear Water. After the Duke dies, he immediately goes to the East to carve up his territory to stabilize the army. By the way, he will win over other nobles, tsk tsk... in the royal family Not all of them are fools."

"In this way, we can also save a lot of worry. Let the high priest of the Royal Church of Graycastle contact him. Presumably in this predicament, he will not refuse the bait thrown by the church. Reduce by 30% and balance the strength between the two. This is up to you, Lord Teflon." Mayne arranged, "In just two more years, the entire Graycastle will have no soldiers to use."

"Don't worry," Teflon nodded, "but...there is something wrong with the Longsong Stronghold west of Graycastle."

"what is the problem?"

"After defeating the Duke of Lane, the fourth prince, Roland, returned to Border Town. Taylor's invitation was not responded to personally. Could it be that he really has no intention of competing for the throne?"

"Well... what do you think?" Mayne looked at Heather.

The latter shrugged his shoulders and said, "How else can I see... What were the rumors about him at first? Ignorant, bad personality, incompetent, and greedy. I don't think it is possible for such a person to capture Longsong Fortress, right? So the answer is simple, he deceived everyone, both the nobles and us."

"You mean..." Mayne frowned.

"Our king's order chose the wrong role, Lord Mayne," she sneered, "he is the one who should be on the stage, not the third princess Garcia."

"Defeating a duke really proves that he is extremely capable, but no matter how high a person's talent is, it is meaningless if he does not have enough resources for him to display it." Teflon shook his head and said, "Since he chose to return to that remote land , it means giving up the possibility of meddling in the situation in Greycastle, and naturally it will not pose any threat to our plan."

"That's right, in theory. But it's very interesting to look at it in combination with this piece of information," Heather threw out a small note, "My personal information."

Mayne spread out the note and quickly scanned the content, "Witch?"

"Hmm, a witch organization that calls itself the Mutual Aid Society claims to have gained a firm foothold in Border Town and calls on other sisters to go there. Although it's all speculative gossip, it shouldn't be discussed here, but we We all know that the name of the Mutual Aid Society is not a fiction. Ever since they were hunted by the Judgment Army in the Eastern Forest, they have fled all the way west, and finally disappeared west of Longsong Fortress. Border Town is just outside the western border of Graycastle. At the foot of the mountains. My lords, is this too much of a coincidence?"

The Mutual Aid Society...Mayne still has a little impression of this name, and was chased and intercepted by the Judgment Army all the way. After losing a lot of personnel, he still insisted on moving towards the Impassable Mountain Range. The captured witches were tortured and learned that they seemed to want to find the holy mountain in the wilderness. It was suicidal, so he didn't put more energy into it. There are several similar witch organizations in the Kingdom of Wolfheart and Dawn, lurking in the city is far more threatening than rushing to the wilderness to die.

"You mean, this prince hooked up with a witch organization?" Teflon's face darkened after reading the news.

"Maybe, or maybe not." Heather raised the corner of her mouth, "I'm just making a simple guess. What are witches most afraid of? "Exposing yourself." Obviously, using the name of Mutual Aid Society is more likely to attract the attention of the church, but they still use this name in underground news, why? "

"Because it's a familiar name for us," Mayne said calmly, "it's the same for other witches."

"Full marks!" Heather clapped her palms twice, "This can effectively reduce the vigilance of wild witches. Maybe some people will be attracted by this news and leave for Border Town to find out. It's hard to imagine, without the protection of the lord , They dare to play such a trick. We often say that the lesser of two evils. Apparently the other party has already thought that the consequences of not recruiting a witch are more serious than the consequences of being exposed..." Her tone became dark when she said this, "Why do I feel that we are underestimated?"

"This is not a trivial matter at all," Teflon said angrily, "Once a witch has a settled place and can use her abilities without any worries, she will probably find that the so-called demon devouring can be avoided. It is for this reason that we must round up any resident witches, and the secrecy can only be maintained if they are kept in hiding, on the move, and in exile."

Mayne knew that the other party was right. Witches themselves did not pose any threat to the church, but as a group, once they got rid of their identity as "evil ones", they would have a great impact on the church's propaganda and even shake the church's rule. foundation.

He found himself in a dilemma. When encountering this kind of thing, he should dispatch a large number of judges to encircle and suppress it. However, Border Town is too far away from Hermes, and the church army is about to launch an attack on the Wolfheart Kingdom, so it is difficult to spare people. To wipe out this remote town. In addition to this critical node, sending a large number of people into Graycastle will inevitably arouse the vigilance of Graycastle and the other two countries, which may affect the subsequent annexation plan.

After thinking twice, he made a decision.

"I will send an envoy composed of ten judges and a priest to Border Town to investigate the matter with the assistance of High Priest Tai Luo. If the actions of the Freedom Society have nothing to do with the lord, this envoy can Destroy the witches yourself."

"What if?" Heather asked.

The God's Punishment Army cannot be led by anyone other than himself and a few cronies. This is a rule set by the Pope himself. Thinking of this, Mayne said word by word: "Send the news back to the Holy City, and I will personally lead the God's Punishment Army there." (To be continued.)