Chapter 673 Ch672 Scholars Who Cannot Reach the Shore

Chapter 673 Ch.672 The scholar who cannot reach the shore

"I said you are not welcome in my palace."

The servants were sent away, and even Lavia Heidi was not allowed to interfere in the conversation between the two 'queens' - Victoria roughly pulled off her gloves and threw them on the table in front of the mirror.

"Your palace?"

The woman shook her legs with a playful look on her face: "This is Alexandrina's palace, my 'king'. You seem to be unable to remember what happened before?"

This is so worth getting angry about.

For a moment, Victoria's face became extremely ferocious, as if the usually gentle and courteous monarch was not the true face of her soul. She was wrapped in a white gauze that symbolized holiness, but the covered skin was covered with fishy yellow squirming abscesses.

But it was just a moment.

She was a qualified monarch, and she quickly adjusted her emotions to deal with the emotions of this crazy woman.

"What are you doing here?"

She ran her fingers across the short wooden cabinet and chose the farthest seat to sit down.

"We don't want to chat. Tell us why you are here. Then, get out of my palace."

Enid looked at the 'tough' woman with all kinds of sarcasm in her eyes - to ensure that the other party could see it, she even turned her head.

"Tell me why you're here." The only thing Victoria didn't like was her expression, and the fact that she could enter and leave the palace at will made her even more anxious - although she knew very well that Enid Judith would not harm her.

"Oh, it's a trivial matter for Mr. Charles. You seem to have already made a plan?" Enid shook the liquid in the tea cup and asked casually.

Victoria frowned, having said this twice: "I told you, send a team of low-level people. In this regard, the church can no longer control the Inquisition."

Enid tilted her head slightly: "Are you sure the Maelstrom will do what you want? "

"It's natural, and it's natural," the queen said in a paradoxical way, raising her chin slightly: "I am the monarch of this country, Enid, you just need to act according to my orders."

Enid was unmoved: "You have no talent for humor."

She put down her tea cup and moved the dinner plates and cake towers around the table one by one as she did at home, tasting them one by one.

"The Maelstrom may, but have you ever thought about what those who oppose you will do? "

She said as she ate.

"Don't forget, Heyman, Chloe and Heffer are all lacking ritualists."

Victoria frowned even more tightly, almost squeezing an eye out from the bridge of her nose.

"That's impossible."

she asserted.

"What good will it do to them if Charles comes back?"

Enid really couldn't stand this woman's stupidity and almost laughed out loud: "There are too many benefits, my 'Queen'. If that scholar really returns to London, the Maelstrom will never do anything again - then, It is an unavoidable conflict between the Holy Cross and the royal power..."

"Are you sure they won't do this? Send someone to protect the scholar, and then personally escort him to London - even protect him around the clock and let him give lectures everywhere to promote his 'little research' and 'little discovery'..."

“Eating away bit by bit the teachings of the Holy Cross.”

"They are not your husbands."

The seriousness of the topic made the queen ignore the teasing.

Enid was right.

Those people... may indeed do so.

Because the Holy Cross needs dignity - if such a large sect really attacks a mortal, will the monarch, as the master, just watch his servant being killed?

Both Holy Cross and Victoria have reasons for being decent.

After going through several balances and compromises, Maelstrom was the best choice.

One of the best knives.

It just so happened that their teachings did not allow such remarks - but that would not be the case if one returned to London.

Victoria was dubious: "If you do something like this, you will have to face the wrath of the Holy Cross, Hever? Or will Chloe dare? I remember that they are all members of the Parliament of Truth."

"The Parliament of Truth can be tolerant and accept anyone and anything, except the truth." Enid laughed: "You should really learn from your courtiers, Victoria, you lack too much, and you are not a qualified monarch..."

At this point, she was suddenly 'surprised': "I forgot, you weren't either."

"Enid...Judith!" The Queen gritted her teeth: "We should not be enemies in the first place..."

Enid was noncommittal.

"Anyway, you'd better make plans early and don't expect me to fight those old things for you - I won't spend the rest of my time on you, not even a cent."

Of course Victoria knew it, and raised her lips: "Yes, your 'brother'...I guess you haven't found him yet? Is it possible that he doesn't exist at all? Or is he dead a long time ago? "

She originally thought that this sentence would anger the other party, but there was only silence for a while.

The two queens sat facing each other in silence.

One, near the glass window, sat in the sunlight; the other, near the unburned fireplace, sat in the shadow.

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But the woman in the shadow was originally the embodiment of fire.

"It's better to send your people," Victoria thought for a moment and broke the silence: "If the situation you said really happens - kill him."

Enid raised her eyebrows: "This is loyalty only to you, loyalty that belongs only to you... Does he know that his monarch betrayed him?"

The queen sneered: "If he doesn't die, the Holy Cross will confront me head-on, and then the Inquisition will not be able to escape. Perhaps, I should listen to your decision, Chief Judge Enid Jutia?"

This time she won.

Enid pursed her lips, really having a headache: "Why do you have to spread that research everywhere?"

"Because I want to weaken them. It is undeniable that gods do exist, but gods are not equal to divine power-it should not be in the hands of people, Enid, I want to be a good monarch, perhaps the most outstanding one in the history of the entire country, I must first cut off these chains..."

"At least, control it within a certain range."

Enid sighed, as if compromising: "In this regard, you are not too stupid... Have you negotiated with those old guys?"

The queen nodded: "As long as he dies, this matter will be over."

"So," Enid knocked on the teacup: "You want me to send someone to assassinate him?"

"It's just an insurance, Enid. For mortals, one bullet is enough-who will guard against their own protectors? You just send to the low ring, take me The low ring of the will, before landing, put a bullet or a dagger into his neck..."

"There are many passengers who fall into the sea every year."

Enid half-jokingly said: "You should send someone to blow up the ship."

"If you are willing to do it, of course I agree." Victoria also relaxed after getting a satisfactory answer: "You know? When I told the gentlemen of the Gray Party about the research, they were all very happy. This is such a good opportunity to give a strong counterattack to those believers who claim to be "serving the gods"..."

"What a pity."

"What a pity that we can't really confront them head-on now."

The queen said to herself: "You said I am an unqualified monarch and I need to learn too much - in fact, as the presiding judge, are you qualified?"

Enid slowly put half a biscuit into her mouth, not wanting to chat with this stupid person at all.

If her so-called "plan" was not so flawed and stupid, and it would consume her limited time after the real accident, she would not meet her at all.

"What's the name of the man who's dying, who's doomed to die?"

Enid asked.

The Queen's answer was as clear as a beetle being crushed.

"Charles."

"Charles Robert Darwin."