Chapter 194: Behind the Scenes of the Falling Sun (Part 1)
You sit on the boat and look at the scenery.
People watching the scenery are watching you upstairs.
...
My vision passed through the hazy mist and rain of the West Lake. The ripples on the lake surface brought up the mist. The bells rang from the temple not far away. The bells spread in all directions, distant and empty.
The West Lake is extremely beautiful in the rain.
In a trance, scenery is everywhere you look.
West Lake, Mingyue Tower, he was sitting in an elegant box filled with the fragrance of tea. Through the window, his eyes were always looking at a lone boat on the lake.
The lone boat is far away from Mingyue Tower. It is so far away that the lone boat looks very small, and the people on the lone boat are even smaller.
The boat on the water appeared and disappeared, floating aimlessly.
A somewhat blurry figure sat on the bow of the boat.
He seemed to be fishing, motionless and looking extremely silent.
In the box, he watched quietly, picked up the slightly cold tea in front of the table and took a sip.
The wind suddenly picked up outside the window.
The strong wind passed by, rolling up hazy mist and rain, ruffling the surface of the lake, and disrupting the leisurely spreading ripples and lonely boats all over the lake.
The boat swayed in the wind, getting closer to Mingyue Tower.
The palm of his tea-drinking hand paused slightly, and he narrowed his eyes as he looked at the blurry figure fishing on the boat.
"It's still too late after all."
He put down the teacup and whispered to himself.
"What's too late?"
An old voice sounded.
The door to the box was pushed open, and an old man about sixty years old walked in.
He stroked the tea cup gently and said nothing.
He doesn't like to explain, and he doesn't want to say too much in front of his own people.
"What is your Majesty looking at?"
The old man asked again.
There are only two recognized His Majesties in the world.
One is in the Holy See.
One is in Beihai.
Nowadays, a few people know that besides these two people, there is someone else in the dark world who is Your Majesty.
Almost no one knows his identity and origins.
And those who know will not tell it.
So at present, His Majesty is simply a perfect secret figure.
He sat in the corner of the box, and the dark light enveloped his figure. He smiled, knocked on the table, looked at the lake outside the window, and whispered softly: "I'm looking at the dark night."
His voice was calm and calm, neither fast nor slow, and sounded very magnetic.
The old man glanced out the window blankly.
It's rainy in Lin'an.
But when Eastern Europe enters darkness, it happens to be daytime here.
Although the weather is gloomy at the moment, where does the darkness come from?
The boat on the lake is closer.
Following His Majesty's gaze, the old man finally discovered something. He frowned and suddenly said, "Wei Kunlun?!"
"Probably a saint."
His Majesty said calmly, looking at the lake steadily and firmly: "The night is too bright. He is not a threat to the trip to Eastern Europe."
"You want to kill him?"
There was still shock in the old man's eyes, but the light of thought began to surge deep in his eyes: "If I attack with all my strength..."
"I told you, it's too late."
His Majesty shook his head.
The old man fell silent, and after a long while, he smiled bitterly and shook his head: "I never expected that the strongest sword master in Shushan would be the first king of the Reincarnation Palace."
"This is nothing surprising. No one would have thought that the dignified undersecretary of the Holy Inquisition Legion would be my disciple."
His Majesty stood up, poured a cup of tea for the old man, pointed to the opposite side of him, and said casually: "Sit down."
The old man finished and looked at His Majesty's face that was somewhat blurry in the shadows seriously: "The disciple is still in the Holy See...Do you really want to get involved in the Holy See?"
"Um?"
His Majesty paused for a moment, then smiled and shook his head: "Of course not. The Pope is unfathomable, and a Holy See has a transcendent status and is powerful, but it has too many restrictions. I have no interest in the Holy See. The reason why the disciples stayed there is because
When I found him, he was already there. In fact, how to get the disciples to break away from the Holy See is one of the things I have thought about the most in the past few years. If this thing is not done well, it may cause trouble in the future."
"The status of the Holy Inquisition Legion is sensitive. If you want to let the disciple leave the Holy See, you must first let him leave the Holy Inquisition Legion..."
The old man frowned.
"I know."
His Majesty said calmly: "Let's wait until the matter in Eastern Europe is over. Eastern Europe is an opportunity. If possible, I very much hope that the disciples can kill Aresis."
The old man raised his eyebrows, looking confused and confused.
"Arissis and I had a problem back then."
His Majesty's tone was cold.
The corner of the old man's mouth twitched and he stopped talking.
It has been more than thirty years since the Pope was elected to the Holy See.
Aresis has been in charge of the Holy Order for more than twenty years.
Aresis in his coronated state can be said to be second only to the Sword Emperor Wang Tianzong, and even better than the gods.
He really didn't know what his Majesty had to do with Aresis.
"When I was passing through Europe, I wanted to invite their saint to have a meal. Listen, it was just to have a meal and discuss some things. There was no other meaning. But Aresis thought that I had desecrated the inviolable glory of the saint.
, Hey, two invincible realms, hundreds of high-level holy warriors, chased me for nearly 600 kilometers, of course I must keep this account in mind."
His Majesty sneered, his tone full of indifference.
"this..."
The old man hesitated.
The disciple is still in the Holy See, and he really doesn't want to be at odds with the Holy See. If possible, he still hopes that His Majesty can let go of these grudges.
"Your Majesty, the Saint of the Holy See has a very high status in the Holy See. Based on her status, she will not eat alone with a strange man. What you are doing..."
The old man said in a tactful tone.
"I know."
His Majesty interrupted him: "It's just that I don't care about it. You know, I also have faith. Although I am not a Christian, no one can deny my piety. You said that a firm faith will be strengthened by strong people."
Is the power completely crushing?"
"Absolutely not!"
The old man shook his head decisively: "So, Your Majesty, it is understandable that Aresis was chasing you."
"I can't understand."
His Majesty shook his head and sneered: "If devout faith really cannot be defeated, then why couldn't I invite them to have a meal with the saint? But it didn't take long for Aresis and the Pope to give up.
To give their saint to another man? The pope is even willing to personally perform the wedding for them, and even retain her status as a saint, ha, a married saint? How ridiculous?"
The old man opened his mouth, looked at His Majesty blankly, and did not speak for a long time.
Let the pope and the head of the Legion of Holy Inquisition give away their saints, and even allow married saints to continue to retain their status as saints.
In the old man's impression, it seems that there has never been such a powerful and frightening figure in the dark world.
This is tantamount to single-handedly overthrowing the entire Holy See.
How insignificant does the Holy See have to be in front of the other party to compromise like this?
"I..."
The old man's tone was harsh: "It seems that no saint in the Holy See has ever married anyone..."
"certainly."
His Majesty said expressionlessly: "The saint they regard as a treasure has no value in the eyes of the other party. The Holy See originally wanted to marry him, but the man was too lazy to marry. So in the end, the name of the so-called saint was still retained, but it was unknown.
I followed that person in vain. When I met that person back then, the so-called saint even poured me a cup of tea, saint... ha... saint."
He took out a cigarette, lit it slowly, and said calmly: "Let me tell you a story."
"You say."
The old man's tone was respectful.
"Twenty years ago? Or thirty years ago? There was a genius in Central Continent."
The old man listened silently and said nothing.
"It's just that Tianjiao also has a woman he likes. Unfortunately, that year, the Jiang family in South America spent countless resources to kidnap that Tianjiao woman."
"In order to resist the huge pressure brought by the genius, the Chiang clan in South America invited the Pope, Aresis, the Heroes Association, and the Fantasy World to jointly fight against each other."
"Just for that woman..."
His Majesty smiled: "I don't know whether he was a fool or a genius. He fought all the way from South America to Eastern Europe. He swept through six secret bases of the Chiang Kai-shek in South America and massacred nearly 13,000 elite members of the Chiang Kai-shek in South America. Finally, he was killed in Eastern Europe.
Find that woman in the secret base."
"Then what?"
The old man couldn't help but ask, feeling like he was listening to a story.
"Then?"
His Majesty said indifferently: "Three invincibles who were worthy of joining the God List fell on the spot, the entire secret base was in shambles, thousands of elites were damaged, Aresis was seriously injured, and the Jiang family in South America suffered heavy losses."
"As for the Pope... Back then, he avoided the prodigy's five swords in a row. Finally, he couldn't stand it at the sixth sword and took the initiative to compromise. Even the so-called saint didn't dare to bring people tea and water to warm their beds.
Cancel her title of saint."
The old man has completely shut up, his eyes full of fascination.
When the nobility and dignity of the stunning saint are associated with serving tea, pouring water and warming the bed, the reverie in it is enough to stimulate any man.
Including old men.
"Just listen to the story."
His Majesty put out the cigarette butt and smiled: "It's just a story."
The old man smiled dryly and nodded.
"You're going to Eastern Europe now."
His Majesty said calmly: "The Ulan Kingdom is in chaos. If nothing happens, Li Tianlan will win. With Lin Fengting following Qin Weibai, it will be impossible for the Qin clan not to help Li Tianlan. Jiang Qiansong will have no hope of making a comeback. He will be the first to win."
Withdraw to his secret base in Eastern Europe. I can know the location of the secret base. Qin Weibai has no reason not to know. I have sent people to keep an eye on it. All hands are at your disposal. Don't cause any conflict with Qin Weibai.
, there is only one thing you have to do, if Jiang Qiansong can escape from the blockade of Qin Weibai and Lin Fengting, and save him while making sure that we will not be exposed, I will be of great use."
The old man was stunned and looked at the time.
It should be around seven o'clock in the evening in Wulanguo.
It would take him at least ten hours to get to Ulan Kingdom from Lin'an.
"Can you make it?"
the old man asked.
"Originally, Jiang Qiansong is a free hand. If Jiang Qiansong is lucky, he will be able to do it in time. If he dies, just stick to the original plan."
His Majesty shook his head and said calmly.
"I will also go to Eastern Europe later. But the trip is valuable and I have to determine the status of some people who may affect the situation."
When he spoke, he stared at Wei Kunlun closely.
"Wei Kunlun...no, he is a saint..."
"He may pose a threat. But at present, there is no hope for him to break through, so there is nothing to be afraid of."
His Majesty shook his head.
"Who is the military advisor?"
the old man suddenly asked.
"how could I know?"
His Majesty asked back, looking at the old man's somewhat incredulous expression, he smiled: "I know many things, but it does not mean that I am omniscient and omnipotent. Some things are secrets, just secrets. How can I know who the military advisor is?
"
"But the saints are nothing to worry about, and the military advisor's current state is not much better. Neither of them is anything to worry about."
The old man was silent for a while, then nodded and said: "Since the two strongest kings in the Reincarnation Palace are nothing to worry about..."
"Who told you that saints and military advisors are the most powerful kings in the Palace of Reincarnation?"
His Majesty said calmly.
The old man suddenly froze on the spot.
"The Palace of Reincarnation is what it is today, and Qin Weibai has contributed a lot to it. She is an amazing woman, but remember one thing, when she is your enemy, every word she says and everything she shows
You can’t believe anything.”
His Majesty spoke of Qin Weibai with undisguised admiration in his eyes: "This is an awe-inspiring woman, so in the chaos in Eastern Europe, I will help her or kill her. This is the only thing..."
"Maybe not the only one."
A deep voice suddenly sounded at the door, and a middle-aged man wearing a white shirt with a calm and dignified demeanor walked in.
The old man looked up and was stunned.
The middle-aged people were also stunned when they saw the old man.
The next second, the two laughed at the same time and shook hands with each other.
"Secretary Wang..."
His Majesty smiled and greeted: "Welcome."
The person who came to Mingyue Tower at such a delicate time was unexpectedly Wang Jinglei, now a member of the Zhongzhou Decision-making Bureau, a core member of the Wang family in Beihai, and the top leader of Wuyue Province!
Wang Jinglei smiled and waved his hand, sat opposite His Majesty, and said with a smile: "We are all our own people, why should we be polite?"