As the sun sets in the west, the afterglow of the setting sun shines on an ancient European castle, adding a bit of mystery to this ancient castle.【26nbsp;】
Peter stood in front of the window, quietly bathing in the soft sunshine. Looking at the withered flowers and trees in the yard, a trace of melancholy flashed in Peter's eyes. He slowly lowered his head and gently touched the cross badge ring on the little finger of his right hand.
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"The sunset is infinitely beautiful, but it is almost dusk. I am already old, and there is not much time left for me. I must firmly seize this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. We must drive Antonio out of the Cathedral of Holy Light and let the Holy Cross
Becoming the leader of the Holy See of Milan, the teachings and ideas of the Holy Cross will also be written into the Christian teaching plans."
"Antonio, I want you to see that only we, the Holy Cross, are the most faithful servants of Christ Jesus; only we, the Holy Cross, are the orthodox sect of Christianity. And you and your followers will be here in 2
On September 16th, the day when Whitsunday comes, I will leave the Cathedral of the Holy Light in despair. My Holy Cross and I will hold the Holy Grail in our hands and enter the Cathedral of the Holy Light with our heads held high. Antonio, I want to rewrite history.
As you did to the Holy Cross, you will be one of the ugliest things in the history of Christianity."
Dong-dong-dong, there was a knock on the door, interrupting Peter's mumbling. Peter stretched out his hand and made a sign of the cross on his chest, then returned to his desk.
A white-haired old man walked into Peter's study with an expressionless face. This white-haired old man was Gabriel, the patriarch of the Holy Cross Society, and Peter's most trusted assistant and confidant. As a man who has followed Peter for many years
As an elder figure, facing Peter, Gabriel was not as cautious as other members of the Holy Cross. After bowing to Peter, Gabriel sat on the sofa very casually.
Seeing his old subordinates coming to report the situation, Peter seemed particularly happy. He opened the wine cabinet and took out a bottle of vintage Lafite red wine. After pouring two glasses of red wine, Peter said, "Gabriel, what's the matter?
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"Your Excellency, Queen Margrethe of Denmark has regained consciousness this morning. At noon, she gave a televised speech while lying on the hospital bed. Queen Margrethe told the Danish people that she hopes everyone can remain calm and that the Danish government will
Restore the country's stability and prosperity as soon as possible. In addition, Queen Margaret stated in her speech that Princess Catherine is the only and legitimate heir to the throne of the Danish royal family."
Gabriel picked up the wine glass, took a sip of red wine, and continued. "After Queen Margaret gave a televised speech, some members of the Danish royal family who previously stated their support for Viscount Jacobson have turned their guns and instead supported
Queen Margaret."
"This did not surprise me. Queen Margaret will not give up her power easily. And those members of the Danish royal family who changed their support for Queen Margaret are only swaying for their own interests."
Peter smiled disapprovingly, and then said, "Has Viscount Jacobson taken any relevant measures? Gabriel, tell Viscount Jacobson that you will get something if you give up. As long as he offers a higher price."
As a bargaining chip, not only those who changed their tune will support him again, but more people will support him to become the new king of Denmark."
Gabriel nodded and said. "Viscount Jacobson has made two preparations. On the one hand, he will continue to win over members of the Danish royal family and government officials, allowing them to create momentum for him to crown him the King of Denmark. On the other hand, he will continue to win over members of the Danish royal family and government officials.
, His Excellency the Viscount will also take some extraordinary measures to fight back against Queen Margaret."
Having said this, Gabriel showed a strange smile. "Queen Margaret's speech has pushed the mother and daughter to the forefront. Anything can happen in Denmark next.
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Peter picked up the wine glass, took a sip of red wine, and said with a smile. "How is the situation in France? The two shipwrecks of the Mayflower cruise ship and the Granma cruise ship in the waters of Namibia have settled down."
"There was a little accident." Gabriel shook his head and said depressedly. "Before I came to see you, I had a phone call with President Sania. In order to successfully complete this assassination operation, Sania sent his confidants
, contacted the Silver Hand, the world's fourth largest killer organization. President Sarnia offered a high reward for this, and the Silver Hand also attached great importance to this assassination operation and sent more than a hundred killers to Namibia.
The mission was carried out in the sea area. During the operation against the Mayflower cruise ship, there was no flaw. However, during the operation against the Granma cruise ship, there was a little accident."
Peter frowned and his face darkened. "What happened."
"There are still two survivors on the Granma cruise ship. They have fled to Zimbabwe, and the Silver Hand is following them, chasing them all the way." Gabriel said.
"How is this possible? More than a hundred killers couldn't even do this little thing. Not only did they escape to the shore, they also went deep into the heart of Africa." Peter put down the wine glass in his hand and continued. "The two survivors
What is the identity of the person and whether he is a member of the Louis party."
"According to the news sent back by the Silver Hand, the two survivors are a Chinese man and a European woman. But their specific identities are still unclear." Gabriel sighed and continued.
"It is said that the Chinese man is a master. From the night of the incident to now, in just over two days, he has killed thirty or forty Silver Hand assassins."
"How did you know this news?" Peter touched his chin and said in confusion. "There was an accident in the assassination operation, and thirty or forty assassins died. For the Silver Hand, this matter is a big one."
This is a very embarrassing thing. Logically speaking, the Silver Hand should try their best to block the news in order to maintain their image in the dark world. But how could they tell Sania."
"There is an agreement between Sanya's men and the Silver Hand. No one can be let go, and no information can be leaked, otherwise they will refuse to pay the reward. That's why the Silver Hand told the news that there are survivors who have escaped.
Sania's men, but they did not tell the details of this matter." Gabriel took a sip of red wine, moistened his throat, and continued. "These inside stories are all from our Holy Cross Society in Africa.
What the members reported is absolutely credible. Now, the remaining seventy or eighty killers of the Silver Hand have driven to Zimbabwe."
Peter lowered his head and pondered. After a long time, Peter slowly raised his head and asked Gabrielle, "Is there any news about Ye Feng from Maria?"
"There has been no news from Ye Feng for many days." Gabriel said.
With a bang, Peter slapped the desk angrily and said coldly, "Why didn't Maria report the news in time?"
Peter's sudden anger surprised Gabriel, and he hurriedly defended Maria. "Your Excellency, President, Maria has worked very hard in Beijing, China, and has carried out many assassinations against Ye Feng. Moreover,
In order to obtain information about Ye Feng in a timely and accurate manner, Maria deliberately approached Ye Feng in order to find more assassination opportunities. However, Ye Feng, the former king of assassins, was so brave that he sent
He killed all the killers who went out one by one."
"The wind of hell." Peter said lightly with a faint smile on his face. "The Chinese man in Africa is Ye Feng."
"Your Excellency, President, why do you think that Chinese man is Ye Feng?" Gabriel asked in confusion.
"Who else but the wind from hell can save a helpless European woman from a cruise ship that exploded and caught fire? Who else but the wind from hell can escape more than a hundred killers in the vast ocean?
He surrounded them, killed more than 30 killers, and fled all the way to the heart of Africa."
Peter was extremely excited, waving his hands constantly as he spoke, with a knowing smile on his cheeks, and admiration and admiration flashing in his cloudy eyes. "Five years ago, large and small began to appear in the dark world.
Killer organizations. I have always thought that these killer organizations would surpass the lone killers of the past. However, I now know that I was wrong, and I couldn't be more wrong. Only the lone killers of the past are the pride of the dark world, and
The wind of hell is the god of killers."
Gabriel couldn't believe his ears. Peter, who had always wanted to kill Ye Feng, would actually say such a thing. Gabriel frowned and said in confusion. "Your Excellency, President, then
Why do you still let Maria keep chasing Ye Feng?"
Peter raised his head and said domineeringly. "Kill him because he sabotaged my action. But from my heart, I appreciate him more and more now. He was able to escape from various people chasing him one after another.
He can kill, and he can also fight back with all his strength. From this point alone, he deserves our respect."
"Your Excellency, President, should we continue to hunt Ye Feng?" Gabriel said hesitantly.
"Keep chasing." Peter laughed loudly, picked up the wine glass, and drank down the glass. "For a killer, being able to be pursued by the Holy Cross, the largest secret organization in the dark world, is an honor in itself.
Hell's Wind, I admire him and respect him. In the past, I just regarded him as an ordinary killer, but now, I have regarded him as my opponent."
"An opponent like this is rare. Every time I assassinate him, my appreciation for him will increase one point." Peter stroked the cross badge ring on the little finger of his right hand and said solemnly. "This
It is a dialogue between the two strongest men in the dark world. It is the supreme honor to continue fighting until one party dies under the sword of the other."
"Your Excellency, President." Gabriel looked at Peter and reminded cautiously. "I think the highest honor of our Holy Cross Society is to enter the Cathedral of St. Light in Milan and become the representative of Christ on earth."
"The successor of the Apostle Peter, the representative of Christ on earth. This is the goal of our Holy Cross Society. On the day I joined the Society, I swore under the cross to fight for the glory of the Holy Cross Society. This,
I will never forget it. The Holy Cross Society has now achieved great success, and I will continue to work hard to make the whole world crawl at our feet." Peter said lightly with a faint smile on his face. "
But as for Ye Feng, as I said just now, it is a dialogue between the two strongest men. I will continue to fight him until the winner is determined."
Gabriel lowered his head, looked at the bright red wine in the glass, and nodded thoughtfully.
Peter picked up the wine bottle, poured another glass of wine into his glass, and then said. "Ye Feng rescued a European woman from the Granma cruise ship. It seems that he will not return to China in the near future. Gabriel, you immediately
Inform Maria that when she returns to Europe, I will ask her about Ye Feng in person."
"Yes, Your Excellency, President." Gabriel picked up the wine glass, drank it down in one gulp, and then said. "There is also news about Aldrich. He has met with many people in his castle recently.
The people Aldrich met included dignitaries, business celebrities, and some organizations in the dark world."
A playful smile appeared on Peter's lips, and he said lightly. "It seems that my old friend has not been idle recently."
Gabriel looked at the wine glass in his hand, hesitated for a while, put down the wine glass, and said with doubts. "Your Excellency, President, do we really want to help Aldrich become the emperor of the Europa Empire again?"
Peter took a sip of red wine and said disapprovingly. "This is just a transaction. We each get what we need."
Gabriel nodded and then asked, "Your Excellency, President, after Aldrich becomes the emperor of the Europa Empire, will he recognize the legal status of our Holy Cross Society in the Holy See of Milan?"
Peter put down the wine glass in his hand and said calmly. "I will help him become the emperor of the Europa Empire, but I did not say that I would also hand him the scepter of the Europa Empire."
A strange light flashed in Gabriel's eyes, and he grinned. "It seems that our future Emperor is just a chess piece."
Peter's old face was unmoved, and he stretched out his hand and made the sign of the cross on his chest.
"Power is like a crown jewel. There is only one, but there are many people who want it. In order to avoid damaging their interests, everyone will reach a compromise. So, some people wear the crown, and some
People have become the actual owners of the pearl."
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