In the afternoon, Lingpingan had just eaten and was picking his teeth.
Today he had seafood risotto.
It tastes ok!
that is……
Seems like there's not enough flavor!
But, these days, it's pretty good to be able to find a takeaway that's not terrible to eat.
Throwing the toothpick into the trash can, Lingpingan picked up his mobile phone and scrolled through WeChat as usual.
Today's Internet is calm.
Hot searches on Weibo are basically press releases from celebrities.
Male and female celebrities are all busy competing for beauty.
Lingpingan looked at it and was about to turn it off, but found a piece of news released by the city government on the local news channel at the bottom of the hot search ranking.
“Jiangcheng City and Butania Lincolnshire have concluded a sister city agreement!”
Lingpingan scratched his head: "Lincoln County?"
Generally speaking, the people of the empire have very little understanding of foreign countries.
Many people simply don’t understand how many countries there are in the world?
The same goes for Lingpingan.
He even confused all the countries in the world.
But Lincolnshire?
"The hometown of Newton?" He was stunned.
Grand Bachelor Newton is one of the most familiar foreigners to the people of the Federation.
He is an undisputed genius.
The founder of modern physics and mathematics.
The various disciplines he created are still the basic theories guiding science to this day.
The people of the Federation have respected and appreciated learned people since ancient times.
Learned people have always been respected in this country.
Therefore, Grand Maester Newton received all the honors he could in the Commonwealth Empire.
Imperial Master, honorary leader of the Knights of Confucius and Mencius, lifelong honorary president of the Imperial Academy of Sciences, hereditary first-class Yuntai Gong, president of the Institute of Nature and Physics, deputy president of Datong College...
His portrait hangs in almost all schools.
Therefore, every person in the Federation knows that this great scholar is a sage from Butania in Qinlu.
His hometown is Lincolnshire.
only……
"Jiangcheng City and Newton's hometown have established sister cities?"
"How does this tie together?"
Clicking on the news, Lingpingan immediately knew that this matter was not simple.
Because, at the signing ceremony, Butania’s ambassador to the federation and representatives of the Butania royal family were also present in person.
This is enough to prove how much Butanya attaches great importance to this!
only……
Lingpingan couldn't understand why Jiangcheng City was related to Butanya?
They even asked them to endorse Newton’s work at the university!
"Forget it..." He couldn't figure it out, so Lingpingan simply stopped thinking about it. It had nothing to do with him anyway.
……………………
Accardo was wearing a tuxedo, holding a wine glass, and was leaning in a corner of the reception.
He looked at the people in this scene with cold eyes, drinking and drinking.
A smile slowly emerged from the corner of his mouth.
"This is a poison pill wrapped in honey!" He mocked the two diplomats, who were smiling like brothers in front of the reporters.
"Accardo..." Ingulat frowned slightly: "What do you mean?"
"There is a famous saying in the East: the one who takes advantage of others is short-handed, and the one who eats is soft-handed..."
"Some things, once they start, are difficult to stop!"
"Especially since this country is so powerful!"
"Once you fully cooperate with them... things are no longer out of control..."
He turned back and looked at his mistress: "Little master, have you ever learned about the siphon effect?"
Ingurat nodded.
"This Eastern country is a huge magnet for all other countries!"
"If you get close, you will be firmly attracted..."
"Staying away? is the only way not to be attracted!"
"Southern countries..."
"Silla, Fusang..."
"It's all like this..."
"The best talents are like metal scraps that have encountered a magnet, and they continue to fall into the arms of this country..."
"The Datong sect says that the world is for the common good..."
"Republicans say that everyone is like a dragon..."
“There is always one that suits everyone!”
This is why this Eastern country leads the world even though it does not use weapons.
They put their fists away under their robes.
We replaced tanks and aircraft with etiquette and morality, and treated culture and ideas as nuclear bombs and space-based weapons.
In the sweet words, everyone can't help but fall into it.
So? They don't need to balance offshore? They can just sit back and watch the storm surge? Sit firmly on the Diaoyutai.
Ingulat listened and didn't quite understand.
"What is life like now in the Nanyang countries, Fuso, and Silla? Is there anything wrong?" she asked rhetorically.
In the past, she didn't know that because the world in the East was relatively closed.
Even with the Internet, communication will not be possible due to differences in words and languages.
But, as she began to learn and understand the situation in the Eastern world.
She already knows.
In the Eastern countries, there is a giant.
Therefore, all countries do not need any armaments.
Their safety is guaranteed by the country at their feet.
The spirit called benevolence and righteousness guides the order of the Eastern world.
A difficult one, P Plus support.
At the end of summer this year, there was a major disaster in Nanyang, and the federal empire mobilized a large amount of material aid.
The military was even directly dispatched to assist in disaster relief.
After the disaster relief is completed, retreat immediately without stopping.
In normal times, the empire's cheap grains, industrial products, and medicines are sold at ultra-low prices.
Even poor people can have a full stomach.
In order to encourage exports from various countries, this country has a series of bills to protect and assist the development of various countries.
Therefore, for the first time in the past three hundred years, the countries in the East no longer need to worry about war, famine and plague.
With this great country at our back, everyone can enjoy the dividends of peace and development.
compare to……
The countries of Qin and Land were bleeding and fighting endlessly.
Military expenditures account for more than 10% of the budget all year round.
Northern Qinlu's military expenditures continued to skyrocket.
Therefore, Ingoulart feels that if it is possible to establish a cooperative relationship with this country.
Well, for Butanya, this is a good thing.
In this huge market, even if Butania accounts for only one percent, it is enough to bring prosperity to the national economy.
Accardo looked at his childish little master and shook his head.
Although this little master is precocious and smart.
But after all, I still don’t know the dangers of this world.
Ingulat asked: "Acado, are you still jealous?"
Accardo held the wine glass, shook his head, and nodded again.
He squatted down, looked into Ingulat's eyes, and said to her: "My little master... you are still young..."
"You don't know the ugliness and danger between adults!"
He certainly has hatred for this country!
In a sense, Lords of Blood River is actually the product of the Hundred Years War.
His subject was originally a general.
From the generals on the battlefield of the Northern Zhou Dynasty.
He can no longer remember the specific memory of his predecessor.
I only vaguely remember being surrounded...
Tens of thousands of people were surrounded.
The dragon flag was waving, and cannons were pushed up one after another.
The panicked soldiers were shouting and frustrated.
They have been betrayed.
Reinforcements will not come.
Under the flag of St. George and the fleur-de-lis, soldiers from Butania and France, in despair, lined up in long lines, braved artillery fire, and marched to the beat of drums.
Smoke filled the air and cannons roared.
The battlefield was littered with corpses and blood was floating in the oars.
The blood flowed through the ravines and finally gathered together.
That's where he was first born.
A betrayed army.
A battlefield of slaughter.
Anger! Desperation! Bloodthirst! Madness!
Countless remaining souls are wailing.
He was conceived from the depths of the sea of blood, born from the dead on the battlefield.
Therefore, after regaining consciousness, he was determined to take revenge.
Recalling these, Accardo's eyes gradually became cloudy.
But……
Although he has been determined to do this for more than two hundred years.
But he was defeated repeatedly.
He had already been beaten to the point of losing his temper.
After the Holy Alliance was forced or voluntarily disbanded.
He already understood that revenge against this country was impossible.
He is a monster!
But he is a rare patriotic monster.
His soul, his spirit, and his thoughts have all been engraved in Butanya.
In particular, the layout he had been running for two hundred years in the Northern Zhou Dynasty was smashed to pieces.
I also witnessed with my own eyes another one of the same kind who also crawled out of the battlefield. The Duke of Hell, Ivey, was crushed to death like an ant on this land.
He has actually turned to reality and reason.
This is also the part of his spirituality that comes from Butania.
Butanians have only interests since ancient times.
Because of this, he was worried.
Ingulat, who knows this?
She looked at Accardo's expression and asked: "Since you don't like Accardo... you can obviously object..."
The Blood River Lord is the guardian of Butania.
Therefore, the Lords of Blood River have the power to veto all treaties and laws.
This is determined by his strength.
Butania did not dare to agree with things that he did not agree with.
Accardo smiled bitterly: "Is it useful if I object?"
"Besides, I have to agree!"
As long as there is still trace of the bookstore owner in this city in this country.
Butania can only move closer!
Because if you don’t join, there will be no future!
Originally, this country's technology, economy, and even extraordinary strength were already unparalleled.
There is a generational gap with other countries.
If they get further help from the bookstore owner.
So……
Butanya's future will be bleak.
Real interests forced Butania to choose to unite with him.
Just like in the Hundred Years War, after fighting to the rear and suffering numerous casualties, Butania was the first to make a compromise.
Even before...
Accardo looked at the portrait hanging in the reception.
The portrait of Sir Newton...
Without the consent of the Butania royal family, how could this priceless treasure of the kingdom come to this country?
Although there are rumors that it was because the emperor of this country paid ten times the weight of Newton's grandmaster in gold in exchange.
The game of gold and horse bones.
However……
At that time, the two countries were warring countries!
No matter how stupid the Queen is, how could she agree to it just for a mere piece of gold?
Thinking of these, Accardo thought of reality again.
He thought about the countries of Qin and Lu, and said to Ingulat: "From today on..."
"My little master, you must be careful..."
"Our enemies will not let you go!"
Butania has been a rebel in the Qin continent since ancient times.
In the past two hundred years, it has been a thorn in the side of the Bone Church.
The ambition of the French emperor was shattered.
The Prussian dream died in Paris.
The Habsburg crown falls...
These are all good deeds by Butanya.
In the past, the Church of Bones had endured.
It's because Butanya is at least still a 'rebel'.
but now……
In the eyes of the Church of Bones, Butania may have become a 'traitor'.
Traitors more hateful than the heretics in Northern Qin Continent!
To capture the thief, capture the king first.
As the core figure in maintaining the relationship between the Blood River Lords and Butania, Ingulat is naturally the target.
The assassins from the Church of Bones might already be on their way.
Ingurat nodded.
She is familiar with this.
Since she was sensible, she has always been shrouded in the shadow of assassins.
The assassins at the Church of Bones are thinking about assassinating her all the time.
Most of her ancestors were assassinated in the Church of Bones!
Including her ancestor, Fan Haixin, once the greatest demon hunter in Qinlu!
A priest who was born in the Church of Bones but betrayed him.
"After a while, I may have to leave you..." Accardo said.
"For your safety, I have entrusted General Song Shihui..."
Accardo took out a talisman from his arms and handed it to Ingulat: "Take it with you..."
"It will protect you!"
This is a talisman painted by the governor of this country.
At a critical moment, you can withstand a full blow from an admiral!
…………………………
Church of Bones.
The most important sacred place in Qinlu.
Countless human bones decorate chandeliers, walls, candlesticks and icons here.
Tens of thousands of corpses form the outline of this sanctuary.
This church should be creepy, but there is nothing sinister about it.
On the contrary, it displays holiness and solemnity everywhere.
Especially now.
The wave of spiritual revival continues to wash over the world.
Every bone here is filled with sacred light.
That is the Lord's affirmation of the devotion of His believers.
It is also the omnipotent Father’s love for His children and the Lamb.
People in Qinlu regard death as sacred.
They believe that after death they will go to heaven and be with the Lord.
Therefore, devout believers regard it as an honor to dedicate their bones to the church.
Moreover, this is not something ordinary people can do.
A qualification that only the most devout believers or noble nobles, kings, or priests can possess.
In the Bone Church, there are the bones of several kings.
The spirits of these believers after death linger inside and outside the church.
Their devout beliefs stirred up psychic storms in their resonance.
On the cross, hymns burst out.
It's as if the Lord's eyes, the all-knowing eyes, are watching here.
The bishop with a gray beard, holding his staff slightly twitching, passed through the praying believers.
He walked towards the holy throne.
Above the Holy Seat, the radiance of the Archangel slowly appeared.
That is the messenger of the Lord!
Michael!
King of Angels!
The bishop bowed before Him.
He led the priests and began to recite hymns praising the King of Angels.
In the hymn, the consciousness of the King of Angels begins to revive.
He lowers his divine wings and covers everyone.
These are His lambs.
So, He knew.
"heresy!"
The will of the King of Angels sweeps through everyone's heart like the waves of the ocean.
"Must die!"
Then, a feather fell.
It fell on a priest. The feather fell into the priest's hands and transformed into a spear.
