Chapter 397 Secret Preparation

After nightfall, Nisburg, which had been noisy all day, finally fell silent. But this silence is only reflected in the fact that there are no longer large crowds gathering on the streets, and laughter and laughter can be heard from time to time in various pubs and other leisure places.

It seems that people's excitement has not passed yet.

In an office of the Council, more than a dozen big figures from the Corner Bay Alliance gathered together. However, what is incompatible with the happy atmosphere outside is that these big shots all have frowns and look worried.

Marcus, the current speaker of the Council, had a pipe in his mouth and smoked it. He hid his body in the thick smoke, as if this could somewhat alleviate his inner sadness.

Marquis Joe Foster was sitting on the speaker's right. He raised his head and looked around at everyone, but no one looked back at him.

"Ahem!" He coughed a few times, attracting the attention of others.

"Sir, sitting here is not an option. We should immediately send an envoy to Collins to explain the situation to the Archbishop."

"It's too late now!"

Before the Speaker could say anything, Horace, who had always advocated a tough stance against the church, stood up.

"Sir Speaker, I suggest that while the public sentiment is high, we should immediately contact the states in the Corner Bay that have similar attitudes to ours to form a formal alliance against the church. With the strength of the people, they will not dare to act rashly."

"This is too risky..."

Just as the argument started in the room, there was the sound of thumping footsteps outside.

Everyone looked at the door. The person coming was Queller Foster, the second son of the Marquis of Fortes and the current captain of the Niceburg Guard.

After he came in, he bowed to the people present and said in a deep voice: "Sir Speaker, Members, the situation outside is basically under control. The cathedral has been sealed off, and all the idlers have been cleared away."

Speaker Marcus raised his eyelids, his eyes looked a little cloudy, and asked: "Are there any casualties? On both sides."

Queller's expression was ugly: "Five people died and thirteen people were injured on the people's side. Six people died and more than thirty people were injured on the church's side. However, it seems that the church knights made the first move."

"Alas...it doesn't make any sense whoever takes action first. Is the Archbishop's envoy still unconscious?"

"Uh... yes, judging from the injury on the head, it should have been caused by hitting a hard object when he landed on the ground."

"Where's Bishop Angelo?"

"Although he was mentally frightened, his body is fine. The cathedral is currently under his management."

Speaker Marcus nodded, "Okay, thank you for your hard work. Go back and rest first."

Kueller put one hand on his chest and said with shame on his face: "Sir, Speaker, if something like this happens, the guards responsible for public security in the city have an unshirkable responsibility. Please punish me."

The speaker waved his hand and said: "No one could have expected this kind of thing. The guard may have some responsibility, but it is not a punishment. You can summarize it internally and go on."

Queller said with some seriousness: "Yes."

He raised his head and looked at his father next to the speaker before leaving the office.

After the door closed, Marcus blew out a burst of smoke, put down his pipe and said: "Everyone, I decided to use both hands. On the one hand, I sent someone to Collins to meet with Archbishop Elvis to explain what happened today and propose Our reasonable demands are made openly. At the same time, we contact our friends who share the same demands and gain their support. Of course, this is done secretly.”

He looked at each person in the room one by one with a scrutinizing gaze.

"I hope that the second measure will be kept strictly confidential and will never be brought to the council for discussion. Everyone here is someone I trust, and I hope that no one will live up to my expectations."

Foster took the lead and stood up and solemnly promised: "Speaker Marcus, please rest assured that I will keep it strictly confidential."

Others followed suit with pledges.

Speaker Marcus nodded and said: "Very good, let's discuss the specific arrangements."

Everyone moved seats and sat down around Marcus, lowering their voices and discussing in low voices.

Who should be chosen as the envoy to Collins, what should be said when meeting Archbishop Elvis, and how to secretly contact potential allies, these things were all carefully considered.

During the process, someone asked whether, in addition to sending an envoy to Collins to meet with the Archbishop of Corner Bay, another envoy should be sent to the Holy See headquarters to meet with His Majesty the Pope and ask him to mediate the conflict between the Corner Bay Church and the Alliance.

Many people have doubts about this suggestion. After all, the Holy See is the superior of the Corner Bay Church. There is no reason for it to "turn its elbows outward". It will most likely protect its shortcomings. Then the alliance not only failed to drive away the evil wolves, but also attracted the tigers. .

"I was fortunate enough to meet His Holiness the Pope when I went on a pilgrimage to the Holy City. He is a kind, just and kind elder. If we explain our difficulties clearly, His Majesty will surely uphold justice for us...at least not... Will protect the other side.”

Marquis Foster stood up to support the proposal, and Speaker Marcus agreed after much hesitation.

Everyone continued to discuss until midnight, and then dispersed in the still solemn atmosphere.

"Qiao, walk slowly for a while, I still have something to explain to you."

Just when Marquis Foster also stood up and was about to leave, Speaker Marcus stopped him.

The two sat down again, and there was no one else in the room at this time.

"Marcus, what's the point of keeping me here?"

Speaker stared at his eyes: "Joe, we must plan for the worst case, the sooner the better."

Foster asked in surprise: "You mean ..."

"Yes, war!"

"What will happen to that kind of point?"

"So I said it was the worst situation."

The room was trapped in tranquility, and Marquis Foster was silent.

After a long time, Marquis raised his head: "Okay, what do I need to do?"

Marcus whispered: "To enrich our arms warehouse, we need a large number of hidden weapons to prepare from time to time. But note that we must be secretly."

"Okay!" Foster agreed without hesitation, but Marcus also saw the questions in his eyes.

"You must be very strange, what will I arrange for you to do this?"

"One thing."

Speaker stood up and stomped a few steps in the room.

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"Not long ago, the Kingdom of Ordo ended the civil war."

"I know, but is this related to the things at our current?"

The Speaker nodded: "There is a lot of relationships. The merchants brought me back to my important information -the equipment of the Ordo royal army is unusual. It is not how good quality is, but in quantity and scale, in terms of quantity and scale, in quantity and scale, in terms of quantity and scale, in terms of quantity and scale, in terms of quantity and scale, in terms of quantity and scale, in terms of quantity and scale, in terms of quantity and scale. It is almost said that everyone is in the armor, and the damaged weapons can be supplemented and replaced in time. This greatly reduces the casualties of the soldiers, thereby contributed to the yield of the rebels. You know how important the experienced veterans are for victory. Of course, this has affected the business of Chinese businessmen to a certain extent, because the existence of competitors, they can not sell the price. "

The Marquis understands the meaning of the Speaker. If you want to hoard a large number of weapons, the more supply channels, the better.

"You mean to purchase weapons from the weapon workshop in Oldo."

"That's right!" Marcus gave a positive reply, "But, I just emphasized that we must do this secretly, so our purchasing scope should not be too wide, otherwise it is easy to leak the news. We must lock a few a few. Manufacturing capabilities with powerful and stable channels. "

"I understand, I will quietly screen."

"Well, I will talk about why you are responsible for this matter. After my investigation, I found that most of the Oldo army's equipment comes from the Northwest Bay, a organization called 'Northwest Industry'."

"Northwest Bay?"

"Yes, Northwest Bay. The wild place that people had impressed before, and even many people did not know this place. Now they are continuously transporting exquisite porcelain to Kedaka Bay, low -cost paper, easy useful, easy to use Honeycomb fuel, canned food welcomed by sailors, and ... a large number of iron products.

Martston paused.

"Your family has some connection with the Northwest Bay? Oh ... Don't misunderstand me."

"Um." Marquis Foster nodded, "My second son and a lord there are very good friends, and my business team often goes there to do business."

There is nothing to conceal in this kind of thing. In fact, a large part of the products mentioned by the Speaker are transported to Kaotan.

"I added, what you mentioned just now comes from a place called Alida, where the lord is the friend of my son I mentioned just now."

The Speaker nodded and said, "I suspect the so -called 'Northwest Industry' is also likely to have a relationship with Alda. If so, I want to use your family's relationship with this lord to complete our plan to enrich the military reserve. How about it? "

Foster answered seriously: "This is my inconspicuous responsibility."

"Very good, I know that you choose your old friend." The Speaker was a little emotional, and immediately reminded: "Your identity is special, you will pay attention to it in person, so you must arrange a person who believes in and strict. "" "

"I know, let my two sons go in the name of talking about business. Anyway, my caravan often runs there."

"Very good, in addition, to the lord, we must figure out several things: one is how he attitude towards the church -of course, don't let him know what we have conflicted with the church, the other is the Oldo royal family How big can the influence — lest the church that breaks our sources through pressure through the royal family. "

"I will figure out these one by one."

"If this lord is a reliable person and pays enough attention to the friendship with your family, I want to give him all the orders in the early stage. Of course, the premise is that he has enough supply capacity."

"This ..." Marquis Foster was taken aback. "Speaker, eggs cannot be placed in the same basket."

Marcus shook his head, "The secret is more important. The less people know, the better. Once someone who is interested knows that we enrich the movement of military reserve, isn't it very passive? Others will think that we have the initiative to provoke a war at an attempt. The owner of the weapon workshop here, hum, I don't know how many loyal believers of the church. Interference.

"Okay, I understand."

Marquis nodded to agree.

"Um." Speaker Marcus squinted his eyes and clasped two cigarettes. After explaining everything, he was relieved.

"By the way, what is this lord's name?"

"Paul Gleiman."