Marquis Bracken opened the door, came behind the eldest prince who was standing in front of the window, bowed and saluted: "Your Highness, are you looking for me?"
"You have done a good job in uniting the northern nobles and the West Island."
The eldest prince turned around: "Now I have other tasks for you."
"What mission?"
"Have you read the Daily Mail? The latest issue this morning."
"I haven't had time to see it yet."
"Look now."
The eldest prince pointed to the newspaper on the table: "I will tell you after reading it."
Marquis Bracken picked up the newspaper and read it carefully. When he saw the headlines about Councilor Donnell, he couldn't help but be stunned: "The second prince really took action against Donnell?"
As early as yesterday, the Grand Prince summoned members of the Liberal Party to hold a secret meeting. The content of the discussion was very simple, which was matters to be paid attention to in this election.
The Conservative Party and the Liberal Party have been competing for a long time, and the Second Prince is naturally their biggest enemy. In the last general election, the Second Prince was weak and was suppressed by the Conservative Party. In the end, there was a gap of 50 seats in the House of Commons between the Conservative Party and the Conservative Party. On important proposals,
On the other hand, the Conservative Party has much more say than the Liberal Party.
This time the situation is different. After five years of development, drastic changes have taken place in the Kingdom of Windsor. Not to mention the arrival of the gods, the outcome of the Battle of Perea led all countries to sign the "Paris Naval Agreement", the privateering system was abolished, and there was no private ownership.
Ship raiding, maritime trade has ushered in a golden age, the market is becoming more and more international, and with the emergence of Ma Wei, the balance of power is constantly tilting towards the second prince...
King Rhodes IV is in poor health and his soul is almost exhausted. Recently, he has been taking potions refined by the church every day. No one is sure how long he can last. In this case, Congress and the church
The right to speak is particularly important.
As for the church, the Archbishop of Cambury is already in decline. In peacetime, the goddess of wealth, Nande, is the pillar of the church. Archbishop Brandon has more and more power. If he wants to inherit the throne, the eldest prince must win the parliament and lead the conservative party.
Win this election.
"Nicholas also participated in this election... I asked him why he refused to accept the knighthood. It turned out that he wanted to run for parliament." The eldest prince said: "He is too important to Shukri. If he is allowed to become a parliamentarian,
To become the Liberal Party and control the bill would be too detrimental to us, and we must stop him."
"Not only Nicholas, there are also many Liberal Party members from other regions participating in the general election." Marquis Bracken said solemnly: "The second prince has declared war on us. This is a war without gunpowder."
"Since Nicholas came to London, the situation has taken a turn for the worse. Since he didn't choose us, why not..."
The Marquis of Bracken showed a fierce look and gritted his teeth and said: "Your Highness, how about getting rid of Nicholas secretly?"
"We have missed the opportunity." The eldest prince shook his head and said: "This time they went to Paris, it was the best time for us to take action, but no one expected that Anatole actually wanted to keep Nicholas in Paris. If he succeeded, it would be natural
Even better, but He failed, not only failed, but also completely bound Shukri and Nicholas together."
"On their way back, the Japanese wolves did not launch an attack. There was nothing we could do about it. Archbishop Liviu and Archbishop Brandon personally escorted them, and there were two saints accompanying them, so there was really no chance to take action."
"But if we continue to let it go, I'm afraid it will cause more irreparable consequences..." Marquis Bracken muttered: "The Hobbes family in the north recommended a person to me. He may be able to help us solve our troubles."
"who?"
"A man named Mr. Butler is said to have great supernatural powers and there is nothing he can't do."
"I have heard of him." The eldest prince said: "The master behind the underground black market monitors all illegal transactions. No one knows who he is, and few people have seen his true face. But in my opinion, this kind of person
Just like the clown, the underground black market exists because the kingdom and the church do not want to eradicate it, not because they have no ability. Eliminating the underground black market will not do any good, but will cost a lot of financial resources. This kind of person is not worth killing."
The Marquis of Bracken thought for a while and said: "But Your Highness, isn't this a good opportunity to divert trouble? It is not convenient for us to do it in London because you are afraid that you will be traced later and lose the qualification to inherit the throne. If you hand over the assassination task to
By giving it to Mr. Butler, wouldn’t it be possible to completely avoid this trouble?”
"Have you ever thought that if we entrust Mr. Butler to do it, it will be true?"
"We can let others disguise it so that Mr. Butler won't find out. He has no evidence if he knows."
The eldest prince fell silent, staring at the ashtray on the table in a daze, and did not speak for a long time.
Seeing this, Marquis Bracken asked cautiously: "Your Highness, you won't be reluctant to part with it, will you?"
"I really can't bear it."
The eldest prince took a deep breath: "From the perspective of the kingdom, keeping Nicholas is the best choice. As the eldest prince, how can I do things that endanger the kingdom? It would be great if Nicholas could be used by me..."
"Your Highness, you also know that Nicholas has completely surrendered to the second prince. You and the second prince are in a competitive relationship. The old king is old and there is still an unknown amount of time. At that time, it is not necessary to choose an heir from you and the second prince.
"?" Marquis Bracken advised: "A soft-hearted person cannot achieve great things. The Kingdom of Windsor is so powerful that it will not collapse without Nicholas. At worst, we support his brother Felix. Felix left with Miss Helena."
Very soon, as long as Nicholas dies, he will be the legal heir of Manstein's Potion Company. If you control him, won't you be able to control Manstein's Potion Company?"
"Um..."
The eldest prince is still a little hesitant. He is not an indecisive person, but he must think carefully about this matter.
The overall situation was at stake, so he had to act cautiously.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Your Highness, you have already sent Japanese wolves to assassinate Nicholas once. I don't think you need to feel any psychological pressure at all. Nicholas is our enemy. To deal with the enemy, strike hard.
That’s it.”
Marquis Bracken said seductively: "Have you ever thought about what would happen to us if the second prince became king?"
The eldest prince's body shook, and he looked up at Marquis Bracken: "What do you want to say?"
"What I mean is that if you don't think about yourself, you should also think about others. Others support you because they hope to follow you and achieve a great cause like a conquering king. Naturally, they don't want to see you being confused on this matter.
.”
These words are not a threat, but the words from the heart of the Marquis of Bracken. He has been following the eldest prince for only a year or two, and has long been the eldest prince's confidant. How could he do something to force the palace?
On the contrary, those members of the Conservative Party, they are all veteran nobles, they only have their family and their own interests in their eyes, and they are just a bunch of outsiders. Once they find out that the situation is not good, I am afraid they will all defect the next day...
Although it was an exaggeration, the result was correct. The Marquis of Bracken thought of a development that the eldest prince had not thought of, and warned him bluntly.
"...Okay, I'll leave this to you. Make sure not to leave any traces. Even if you fail, you can't let Mr. Butler know that we did it."
"Please rest assured, I will make sure everything is properly arranged."
"How's it going over there Arthur?"
"The fourth prince has put a lot of effort into uniting the nobles of the West Island." Marquis Bracken smiled: "It seems that he really wants to join you, Your Highness."
"Take refuge..."
Arthur also smiled: "I thought he would hate me because of Princess Sophia's death. I didn't do it in the first place, so why should he hate me? In the past, I was afraid that he didn't know the truth and didn't believe me.
, now it seems that my worries are unnecessary."
"There is also Russell Benjamin. He is indeed a well-known local businessman in Edinburgh. He is quite prestigious and knows many nobles. He is the first to make the northern nobles reach an agreement with us."
"Arthur, Benjamin...well, they are indeed worth winning over. We are no better than before. We must use all the resources we can use."
After a pause, the eldest prince remembered that he had something else to do with the Marquis of Bracken: "By the way, Councilor Donnell's son is currently under the control of the tax department. He has confessed to his crimes. If nothing else, he will be handed over in the near future.
Court, please move around and give him some convenience within the scope of the law."
"clear."
Marquis Bracken nodded and said: "Your Highness, in recent days, Nicholas seems to have made some moves in the small town of Beaconsfield. The farmers there have cultivated herbs. I suspect this is related to his election. Do we want to stop him?"
"Check the situation first, wait for the opportunity, and don't be impatient."
"yes."
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The town of Beckensfield.
In the farmland, buds broke through the ground and sprouted greenery. The farmers were watering the crops. The water was mixed with a growth potion. In just one day, the seeds began to germinate. If it continues at this rate, it will continue to grow.
It will be ready to harvest in a few days.
The old mayor looked at the green farmland, the wrinkles on his face squeezed together, and nodded happily. While walking among the fields, he did not forget to tell the residents to work harder.
"The Lord is our savior! There is nothing wrong with following him! This is our destiny!"
"Mayor! Mayor!"
There was a shout from behind, and the mayor turned around and said in surprise: "Father Fran, why are you here?"
The visitor was Fran, the only priest in the town, the second most powerful person after the mayor. The residents respected him, but he rarely came to the fields and spent most of his time in the church praying.
"Mayor, have you noticed that many strangers suddenly came to the town today?"
They are all acquaintances. Father Fran did not show politeness and went straight to business: "The new lord supports the second prince, and there is an election recently. I suspect that some of these outsiders have intentions that are detrimental to the town. We must be more vigilant to avoid causing trouble."
"They dare!"
When the elderly mayor heard that someone was plotting against the town, he immediately glared and ordered to expel all outsiders, blockade the fields, and protect the farmland.
The crops have all been replaced with extraordinary herbs. If the planting fails, the town will suffer a huge blow, losing summer income, and more than half of the residents will have to drink the northwest wind!
"I think it's better to wait." Father Fran grabbed the mayor who just went ahead and said with a frown: "These outsiders are not necessarily bad people. Think about it, our town is the first to grow magic potions.
During the pilot, a growth potion was also used. The herbs grow very quickly. It is normal for some people to be curious. This is good for our town."
"Benefits? What benefits?"
"Do you think any of these people are in business? If so, will they consider the strength of the new lord after taking a fancy to our town? If a deal can be reached, the town can develop!"
The mayor was surprised and said: "You mean to turn the town into a magic medicine business district?"
"That's right! It's a business district that sells potions! It's hard to have a large market in London now, not to mention that the city is a place where finished potions are sold. If you really want to purchase raw materials, do you have to go to a planting area outside the city? Where are the prices?
It’s cheap!” Father Fran said: “Why can’t the town of Beaconsfield become the largest planting area? We have vast fields and the help of new lords, why not?”
The mayor nodded in agreement, feeling that what Father Fran said was correct. However, there are both good and bad people among the foreigners who came to the town. Expelling them is not a problem, and not expelling them is not...
"Father Fran, please tell me clearly, what should we do?"
"My suggestion is to wait until the new lord comes before making a decision. They are more thoughtful than we think."
"Well, then...hey! The lord is here!"
A train stopped at the small town platform, which was just outside the farmland. Levin stepped off the train and was spotted by the sharp-eyed mayor, who rushed over.
"Lord! Lord Lord!"
"What happened?" Levin took off his sunglasses and looked at the mayor who rushed to him, thinking that something big had happened.
After hearing the mayor's doubts, Levin laughed instead: "Outlanders? Most of these outsiders are businessmen in London. They are here for on-the-spot investigation."
"But your lord, Father Fran said, there may be some of these outsiders..." The mayor smacked his mouth and wanted to continue, but he was afraid of saying too much and causing Levin's displeasure.
"There might be political enemies, right?"
"Yep!"
Levin glanced at Father Fran and praised: "You have thought very comprehensively, and your inference is correct. There must be spies sent by political opponents among the outsiders. However, you don't need to worry about this, we will handle it on our own.
"
"Oh, okay, okay, follow the Lord's order..."
Once the town of Beaconsfield develops, it will inevitably attract the prying eyes of the eldest prince or others. There is no doubt that Ma Wei has already thought of ways to deal with these people and sent out the cat army to monitor them.
Every word and deed will first enter Fat Orange's ears, filter out unimportant information, and pick out the useful ones to inform Ma Wei.
"I brought some monks with me. They were sent by Archbishop Brandon."
Levin pointed to the people following him and said:
"They will assist Father Fran and the police in the town to protect the safety of the town."