The Parliament Palace of the Republic of Liguria has wide open stairs, huge courtyards, and beautiful pillars. It is the ultimate dream place for all the wealthy and ambitious citizens of the Republic of Liguria. Its luxurious clothing and noble debates. Which gentleman is not proud of being a glorious member of parliament, and which family cannot benefit from the title of member of parliament?

But today, all the gentlemen who debated in it are no longer as elegant and majestic as they used to be.

At the end of the autumn of 1521 after the arrival of the First Apostle of Sirick, the news that the French army reoccupied Milan spread throughout the Italian city-states. As a vassal of the Holy Roman Empire, the Republic of Liguria, which had been generally enjoying the three hundred years of history. Like all other regimes on the Apennine Peninsula, careful discussions are being conducted to choose the way to deal with it.

In order to support the liberation of Milan by the Holy Roman Empire, this important issue is obviously necessary to carefully discuss it for a long time.

Of course, the discussion is not only cautious, but also very, very intense.

After the speaker had tried his best, several gentlemen from the Emperors could not let a well-known close MP with France who had been delaying his speech for a long time leave the podium.

Finally, he decided to return his voice in a more convincing way. A splash of acid splashed accurately into the dominant podium, talking about "His Majesty François, King of France, to protect the freedom of the Italian people."

A MP who bought a priest status for his illegitimate son with the allowances of Madrid and Vienna yelled, "For the most honorable Republic of Liguria, defeat the traitors who received the Paris allowance."

The traitors who received the secret code "traitors", that is, the members of more than 30 seats, each found an opponent according to the "script" of the past and expressed their support for the Holy Roman Empire emperor with old fists and tricks.

The flying acid made everyone dare not open their mouths anymore - this arcane can make ladies scream, but gentlemen are not afraid of this level 0 trick that is not even scarred. Of course, if the acid is in the mouth, it will be very uncomfortable to not be willing to eat it for a few days.

The same level 0 ice cream shot lowered the room temperature, making the fights of most elderly gentlemen closer to a slow-motion silent stage play.

Relying on his young and powerful skills, His Excellency Ladislaus Doria is much more agile than those old MPs, and his acid splash and stunning techniques are very powerful, and at least a dozen hostile MPs are placed.

When the parliament started at 1 pm and ended at 12 pm with the starry midnight, the satisfied Ladislaus sighed in his heart: "I finally delayed another day."

After looking at each other and smiling at the Speaker, he boarded his carriage.

On the way back, Ladislaus endured the still strong bumps, while rubbing the ring with seven-colored gems on his hand and thinking about the situation.

Indeed, since the Speaker, who decided the agenda, was on his own side, the parliament's agenda was "whether to support the liberation of Milan by the Holy Roman Empire"

In fact, most of the members of the parliament were still afraid of the increasingly powerful power of the Habsburg family over the years and leaning towards France. Although in fact, since the defeat of the Red Bearded Emperor's army three hundred years ago, the Apennines have enjoyed the actual **, legally speaking, these city-states are still members of the Holy Roman Empire. The empire center that flourished with the exquisite diplomatic marriage of the emperor will inevitably trigger a sense of crisis among these city-states. At present, it is possible to ensure that the Republic of Liguria does not directly join France, which should meet the requirements of His Majesty the Emperor and be worthy of his investment.

His current task is to "obstruct the public support of France by the Republic of Liguria", and after completion, he can gain considerable reputation and emperor favorability.

Ladislaus believes that this task is not difficult to achieve, which can be seen from the intensity of the parliamentary fight.

There are many people among the members who can contact the top leaders of the Magic Net. Ladislaus is now a level 9 warlock. Although he is not as good as a level 9 mage, he can reach the fifth level of the Magic Net. The warlock must reach level 10 to use level 5 arcane, but the level 4 arcane ice storm from the bloodline can definitely kill blood among politicians. But in fact, even if the powerful figures use a level 0 acid splash, a level 0 ice cream shooting, and a level 0 stunning technique.

These large gatherings of duck eggs cannot conceal the competition and contradictions of the major families of the Ligurian Republic. Although the splashed acid liquid as a greeting cannot be said to be friendly, when there is a suitable opportunity and reason to attack the other party, even if the extremely effective acid mist technique is used to kill innocent residents in half a block, it is only "pure helpless and acceptable collateral damage."

Everyone knows the rules. Parliament is just a quarrel - or a fight like a quarrel - not a place to do serious business.

The MPs knew the weight of the allowance they received. No one would do the hard work with the money of fighting. Even if the employer just wanted to act, the hard price was not in their pockets. As for the warlock royal family's power is too strong and the territory is too wide, it would be fine if they were envious, jealous and hatred in their hearts. The sky fell, and the Frenchman was holding on.

What's more, if the high-level arcane damages the parliament hall,

The expenses for renovations have gone from the public maintenance fund, isn’t that cheaper for the consul and his foreman?

This is absolutely not possible.

On the one hand, Ladislaus was experiencing gains and losses, and was worried about the public maintenance fund.

On the other hand, the greatest consul of the most noble Republic of Liguria, His Highness Syber, was not in the mood to consider how to apply for a small fee for hundreds of gold coins to repair the money, and by the way, he subcontracted a piece of fat for his mistress's younger brother. He was holding a Woking bill from His Majesty François, King of France, 75,000 Tales, but this bill was not cashed in immediately.

Only after the treasury of the Republic of Liguria and now on the way was handed over to the treasurer of the French military camp as a thank you for His Majesty the King of France to work hard to defend the peace and stability of the Apennine Peninsula” will the light of the Lady of Wealth light up that beautiful number, and the Western Bo family can repay the kickback in the Medici-Woking Bank or the Fuger Textile Association or other major financial institutions.

Yes, as a member of the Holy Roman Empire, the consul of the Republic of Liguria, when the theoretically powerful Parliament of the Republic was still quarreling, he had reached a less decent agreement with the empire's enemy His Majesty François, King of France, which was theoretically a crime of treason.

In fact, this is just an ordinary day for a prince of the Holy Roman Empire. Yes, I have had an affair with the Dharma King, and every lord with a little autonomy in the Holy Roman Empire has done it to a greater or lesser extent.

If you want to say that there are indeed some lords who have never done it, it is because many monasteries or imperial knights who have ruled only a few dozen miles and have only a few thousand people under the Holy Roman Empire, can also be regarded as lords.

Yes, even if your financial resources may not be as good as an ordinary merchant in a metropolis, your force is limited to the ancestral ragged armor and 20 peasant soldiers who use wooden pots as shields, you may still be a noble Lord of the Holy Roman Empire.

For such a village lord, even if His Majesty François cares about the freedom and democracy of the German nobles, he has no time to collude with you.

As for the base camp of Habsburg, Austria is a regime with a very high degree of centralization that is not much different from France and England. Most of the nobles live in the capital, and officials sent by Vienna control the operation of the country.

The Spanish Kingdom, which fell into the hands of the warlock royal family because of the marriage, was also promoting centralization in full swing, which was very different from the difficulty and caution in the Holy Roman Empire.

At this time, while Old Sibo caressing the tenderness of Goddess Woking, he listens to his eldest son Kaligula and daughter Anna report on the progress of the parliament in the day, or that there is no progress.

"Doria, Gremaldi, and Pregiosi's families were still the same as before. They sent their old men to the stage for more than half an hour. When our MPs came to the stage and talked for a few more minutes, the old Speaker Pregiosi kept asking our people to pay attention to the 5-minute time limit, and then they, um, disrupt the order of the venue."

Seeing his son gasping for anger, Old Xibo felt deeply tired. How could the thirty-year-old city treasurer still be so happy and disappointing?

There is also his younger son, Cesare, who is even less worry-free.

After suppressing his emotions, Old Xibo began to savor the gains and losses of the Xibo family heirs.

"Parliamentary democracy essentially hopes to show the balance of strength through a relatively mild method, and find the balance of strength through a bloodless method. It is the minority who obeys the majority, and the weak who obeys the strong. The fight may be indecent, but isn't it in essence that the minority who obeys the majority, and the weak who obeys the strong, showing the original intention of the balance of strength?"

"But we directly controlled more than 40 MPs, plus a few fence-breasted ones that might be bought with gold coins, it would be easy to reach a simple majority. If Radislaus could have one of them in a fight, would there be a balance of strength here and there?" Caligula refuted his father again.

Old Xibo finally lost his patience.

"He is called Radislaus Doria, but whose interests he actually represents? Who is behind him? Can we act with a simple majority? As city princes, can we compare the stability of rule with the church princes and feudal princes? Even if the power of the Republic of Liguria is in hand.

Are we qualified to participate in the battle between the two giants of France and the Holy Rome-Spanish Complex? Have you seen the tragic situation of the Duchy of Milan that was swept into the collision? Have you seen the consequences of the Sforza family? Do you still want the city of Liguria to be besieged again?"

Old Xibo's series of rhetoric questions caused a strange echo in the well-sealed secret room. In fact, Caligula, who was already full of shame and bowed his head, had fully understood what his father meant as long as Old Xibo said halfway.

"Since you have decided to remain neutral, why do you have to send Brother Cesare and I to Milan to negotiate with France? You even risk being impeached by parliament and give 200,000 tale military funds before the agreement is made public?" Anna is a spellcaster and can participate in political meetings that most women are difficult to enter, but she is obviously lacking in political talent than Caligula.

As she gradually participated in a series of diplomatic operations, her attitude towards Ladislaus gradually deteriorated.

Unfortunately, Ladislaus is still too immature to catch this tiny flaw and discover the ghost tricks of the Xibo family.

Anna is very popular now. Although the caster is always very popular, the prince's daughter is even more very popular.

Several of the strongest families in Europa had already officially sent special envoys to Old Sibo, including the Habsburg family. Shortly after that birthday party, the emperor sent special envoys to propose to Ladislaus, and even agreed to accept a symbolic dowry of only 10,000 tale. Of course, because of Anna's wishes, Old Sibo delayed his reply.

Now that the war is booming, marriage with either party violates the neutral policy of the Republic of Liguria, and may arouse hostility from the other party, so we can only continue to wait. Although ordinary noble ladies cannot wait after the age of eighteen, the druids can afford it and everyone is willing to wait.

Such an important and lovely daughter, Old Sibo's face was filled with love that never gave to Caligula or Cesare. He stroked her beautiful millet hair and answered gently: "Keep neutrality does not mean doing anything. Repair the city defense and stock up on the inside, and place bets on both sides of the foreign powers. This is neutrality. This is why I want you to consider Ladisslaus and the Duke of Bourbon recently."

"Don't mention that person, that disgusting chin, what, what gift was given, he thought of it and gave me the cooling pendant of the believers of Kass. Can't even give out a decent strange thing? It's all useless stones and cold metal. When I took it to the salon, I was embarrassed for Habsburg and gave him socializing flowers.

He also conceals his faith.

He refused to show off openly. Since the emperor praised him last time, he heard that he had not even been to the weekend's dark sun mass recently.

Besides, what if the Habsburg family stands behind him? Is his surname Habsburg? Although his birth was blessed by the true god, his father didn't know if it was the species of the short-lived ghost back then, even if it was, it was a disgusting illegitimate child. Not to mention how many generations he has been separated from the contemporary emperor, how much friendship he can have.

I think the emperor is just going to Austria and just hold a birthday party for him.

It would be fine if I hadn't seen it before, but now I have seen the Duke of Bourbon with my own eyes.

That person is no match for the Duke of Bourbon, with a high position and a noble royal family, a confidant of the Dharma King. The gift of the meeting alone is a treasure worth tens of thousands of tale. Dad, look at the hot impact necklace given by the Duke of Bourbon." Anna was full of fascination when she mentioned the Duke of Bourbon, washed away the disgusting expression of "that person" who just didn't want to mention the name, and held the necklace tightly and mentioned it to Lao Xibo.

"Haha, this can inspire the hot impact of 3/3-level flame arrows every day. It has been passed down from generation to generation among the French royal Bourbon branch. It is famous and surnamed in all European countries. It is really valuable as a meeting gift. The Duke of Bourbon is naturally also of extraordinary talent. If I can be the father-in-law of the Duke of Bourbon in this life, I will have no regrets."

Looking at his daughter who was excited for countless times because he repeated the comments countless times, out of a sense of responsibility for his daughter, Lao Xibo decided to tell all the comments to help her daughter make accurate judgments. Lao Xibo knew very clearly that the emperor would never be able to raise Ladislaus just by going on the way.

"But the Habsburg family is now more authoritarian, and 99% of the little Radislaus is the descendant of the monarch who enjoys the country and has a short life. Otherwise, his marriage would not be possible to work for the emperor. He is now a level 9 warlock, which is not only strength, but also evidence of their clan's bloodline. The arcane materials he sent are all very tasteful, and the magic items he made can only inspire level 0 tricks.

But who can guarantee that one day his small workshop will not produce a masterpiece?

As for faith, the emperor and the Austrian acting grand duke were actually very subtle, but the periphery members of Habsburg were very ordinary in their beliefs.

What's more, who is not handsome? Of course, except for his chin, haha, but you are not allowed to laugh at this chin again. This chin indicates a bright future, hahaha."

Anna interrupted her father's laughter in annoyance.

"What is the future? The Duke of Bourbon has given Brother Cesare's activity funds of hundreds of gold francs. In the past few days, Ladislaus made trouble for us in the parliament. My brother has summoned good men from the city to serve His Majesty François."

"What?" Old Xibo, who had always shown his politician style, was shocked by the news. His cheerful laughter was instantly stuffed back into his stomach by the terrible news of his daughter. He jumped like a frightened rabbit, holding his daughter's neck to hold the girl in the air.

"That little beast is going to deal with Ladislaus? Didn't he go to meet the Ambassador of the Republic of Venice? Where is he now? Let him come back to see me immediately."

In just nineteen years of life, I have never made such a big mistake, never been treated like this by my father, never seen his father's twisted surface and the suffocating pain made Anna unable to speak. It was not until Old Xibo, who stepped on his bloody eyes and shouted again, and tried his best to squeeze his breath out of his lungs and said, "I saw Ladislaus's use of the same trick again in the afternoon,

He started beating people again, and Brother Cesare went to contact the person and said that he would never let him continue to make trouble tomorrow. Dad, Brother Cesare was also thinking that you were eager to make contributions to Habsburg."

"He is eager to make contributions? He is wise and thinks that he can sit in my position with the support of the Frenchman? Caligula, you will immediately lead the team to Ladislaus's way back and the mansion, and be sure to ensure his safety."

Before Caligula could summon the guards of the Xibo family to leave the mansion, a dark black flame rushed into the sky. The black flame was extremely strange and could be clearly visible even in the dark night. Just looking at it makes people feel depressed and disgusting, and they don’t know what evil came from.

Almost at the same time, perhaps only half a minute delay, another black flame rose into the sky twenty miles east of Liguria City, and the black fire went straight to Vienna with the news that "there is a change in the Republic of Liguria".

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