Pioneering

Chapter 262 Three-Faced Man [Two in One]

Winklell Kingdom, in a secluded manor outside the capital.

Derek, who was dressed in ordinary robes, bowed slightly to the young man in front of him with a slightly respectful expression:
"Your Majesty Parlor, he did not agree to send troops now."

"Hush," Parlor, who was dressed in casual clothes, stretched out a finger to cover his lips, "Don't call me by my name and title at this time, just call me Mr. Scar.

Mr. 'Carl', can you describe the scene to me in detail? "

After finishing speaking, Parlor carefully checked the doors and windows of the room, opened the shielding circle, and closed the curtains. Then he quietly walked back to Derek, and said mockingly:

"As the king of a country, I am reduced to be like a thief in my own country. What a failure."

Derek smiled slightly and tried to persuade him: "Mr. 'Ska' has a great talent. Now it's just a temporary difficulty. He will definitely turn things around in the future, so why worry about it."

Parlor slumped on the chair regardless of the image, patted the chair, and signaled Derek to relax:
"Accept your good words, but with my strength, how can I turn the situation around? I'm lucky if I can keep the position under my butt.

It's funny to say, everyone obviously believes in 'Tang', why treat the royal power so lightly and emphasize the teaching power?

Alas, let's not mention it, let's talk about business. "

Derek showed an awkward but polite smile:

This piece of land used to be a complete Papal State, where the religious power came first, and your ancestors split behind, and the pope didn't complain, so why don't you complain?
Besides, is it possible that you are counting on your ancestors, the god of the sea, not to bless the church that symbolizes your authority, but to bless the royal power?Just because your last name is "Tang"?You have such a big face!
No matter how much he complained in his heart, the well-mannered Derek still looked calm and elegant: "It's like this..."

After listening to Derek's logical, complete, and vivid description, Parlor pondered for a moment, and said:

"It's not unexpected. That old thief spares his life when he does great things, forgets his life when he sees small gains, is afraid of the first and the last, and only thinks of no faults, not of merit. It's normal to make such a choice."

"Hmph, as stupid as he is, if you and I hadn't let him in, I'm afraid there would be chaos in the country, and it would not be impossible for Yasha to push him back to the capital." Parlor said disdainfully.

Derek tentatively said, "Then what should we do next?
Judging from that person's tone, he is not very satisfied with your growing prestige, and I'm afraid he will replace you before going to war. "

To fight against the outside world, we must first settle down inside.The reasoning is the same, just like no one will choose to go out to play jungle when the crystal in their own base is targeted.Unless the person is seriously ill.

And although Will is not considered to be a wise man, he is also an old guy who has been killed out of many holy sons and has been firmly seated on the Pope's throne for more than a hundred years. How can he not see the threat of Parlor?
Will allowed Yaxia's industrial products to be dumped to the point where unemployment broke out in the country, and it was inevitable that he did not use this excuse to take Parlor down.

Parlor couldn't hold back at first, made a lot of money from smuggling, and gathered a lot of talents and hearts by pacifying the victims, but after all, he was belatedly aware of the possibility of the future.

This is how Derek advocated to Pope Will to launch a war in advance to solve domestic problems.

At this time, Will also felt that the chaos in the domestic environment was somewhat beyond expectations, and if it continued, the strength of the coalition forces against Asshai would be greatly compromised.

But he would rather bear the loss, and to be precise, pass the loss on to his teammates than start a war in advance. It is obvious that he is determined to win Parlor.

Although Parlor is young, his IQ is indeed not bad. He easily understood Will's hidden meaning, and suddenly felt anxious like an ant on a hot pot.

Parlor gritted his teeth, stood up and walked around in circles, walking around for half the afternoon tea time, dazzled Derek before stopping.

He stood in front of Derek, looking at him with piercing eyes: "'Karl', we can't go, tell me, can Asshai come?"

When Derek heard his words, an extremely complicated and indescribable meaning flashed in his eyes, but on the surface, he showed what he should show, stood up suddenly, and said in surprise and horror: "You, you want to..."

Parlor glanced at him sullenly, and clenched his hands secretly, "That's right, I want to expose the coalition information, and even 'our' information to Asshai if necessary.

I don't believe that Yasha can resist not attacking first! "

"In terms of seniority and bloodlines, Well, he is still my grandfather. He won't let me live, and I won't let him live!"

Derek tried his best to dissuade him at the right time: "But, no matter what, Winkrel is also from Down's..."

Parlor sneered, interrupted Derek's persuasion, and sneered:

"Winkelell belongs to the Tang family, belongs to the Pope, belongs to the Church of Poseidon, belongs to His Majesty,

Only it's not mine, not mine! "

"I was born like a puppet. From the date of birth, the choice of nanny, every meal, the first teacher, the future partner...even when I will die suddenly, I can't decide when I die!"

"I am not free in life, and I am not peaceful in death. What is the meaning of my life!"

"Tell me, what is the meaning of my life?!!!"

Parlor's voice was sad, angry, helpless, and there was a hint of mad despair, and he continued to spit at Derek with a bit of hoarseness:

"I've had enough of this kind of life!"

"Enough is enough!"

"You snapped up food from the allies to appease the refugees. Do you think Will will let you die afterward? Go and give those idiots and insects who only have money in their eyes an explanation?"

"It's none of my business for Winkrel to lose? It's none of your business?"

"No matter how much I lose, can I see it after I die? Can you see it after I die?"

"After I die, no matter what the flood is!"

Parlor patted Derek on the shoulder vigorously: "'Carl', do you still think about giving everything for Will and faith? I remember you still have two lovers and five illegitimate children?
Think about it, what will happen to you, your lover and illegitimate child, who died with infamy?

Even if someone escapes the liquidation by chance, what kind of life can they live in this man-eating land without your care? "

"Think about it!" Parlor said with a slightly threatening tone, "If I want to die, I will definitely expose your lover and illegitimate child!"

When Derek heard the words, his face showed a look of shock and anger at the right time, and he pointed at Parlor, yelling "you you you" non-stop, with an expression that was not far from a heart attack.

The corners of Parlor's mouth rose slightly, and he praised his wit in satisfaction. He put on a miserable and helpless expression, raised his hand to grab Derek's outstretched finger, and pulled it back to Derek's side, and comforted him with the other hand. Shundrick's back.

"Don't blame me for being cruel, I just want to live, really live! What's wrong with me!"

"You are different from me. You still have a way out, and you still have blood. What about me?"

Derek lowered his head dejectedly and said, "Tell me, what should I do?"

Parlor's eyes lit up, and he said as tactfully as possible: "You don't want to do anything dangerous, you just need to 'accidentally' reveal that you want to buy a large amount of grain from various countries when you go to the Yaxia caravan to buy grain. "

Derek: ...Geneva!Is this dangerous?To put it mildly, this is called leaking secrets.In a big way, the Yashai people spread the news and blocked the smuggling of food, causing chaos within the coalition forces. I have to add the crime of ineffectiveness and the crime of stirring up harmony within the coalition forces...

Derek and Parlor looked at each other with uncertain eyes, and said helplessly: "I see, I shouldn't..."

Parlor was in a good mood when he heard him subdued, and said with a hint of teasing:

"Hehe, why did you know today? Besides, without my secret help, you can climb to where you are today?
Is it good to rely on your 'technique'? "

"Everything has a price."

A trace of sarcasm flashed in Derek's eyes, and he said with a miserable face: "Everything has a price. Well said, well said..."

A moment later, under Parlor's gaze, Derek was in a trance, drifting away from the manor as if his feet didn't touch the ground, and disappeared into the night.

After staying away completely, Derek suddenly changed his expression, turned his head indifferently and smiled in the direction of the manor, called out a "believer panel" that should never appear on the archbishop of the Sea God Church, and clicked on "Divine Art. Sound transmission. "

"Hello, 9527, 9527, please call back if you receive it, please call back if you receive it."

"Received by 9527, received by 9527, there is important information to report, there is important information to report!" Derek looked around and whispered.

After a burst of crackling sounds, the vicissitudes of the middle-aged voice just now were replaced by a gentle youthful voice:
"9527, please speak."

Derek cleared his throat, rationalized his thoughts, and said, "It's like this..."

Derek transferred the conflict between Pope Will and King Parlor, and by the way, he also added the trend chart of the coalition troops dispatched by Parlor to him, and even the general chaos in the country.

It can be said that the bottom is sold.

But anyway, it was Parlor who asked him to do it in order to lure Yasha to send troops, and he would not sell it for nothing.

The unknown young handover on the other side was silent for a long time, and just when he thought the other side was leaving, the gentle voice came out:
"Very good, 9527, you are doing well!"

After a pause, the warm voice continued: "Hughes, pay attention to safety, the motherland and your relatives are waiting for you to go home, please answer if you receive it, it's over."

Hearing this long-lost title, "Derek" showed a sense of loss, a wry smile, and a trace of reminiscence on his face, and the corners of his eyes were unconsciously moist:
"Hughes received, Hughes received! Over."

After the call was over, Hughes, 9527, and Archbishop Derek stopped and sat down on the open field, slumped on the wet grass, with their hands on the ground, their heads facing south, and they stayed there in a trance. Thoughts arise.

"Yeah, my name is Hughes, and I'm Hughes. Hughes, the eldest son of Matt, the former village head of Bull Village in the Principality of Yige.

My father is a stubborn and loyal believer of Sea God, but I intervened to help Fortune Crown take Yige.

My father at home made me feel uncomfortable, and people outside looked at me strangely.

I have a large amount of wealth bestowed by the Crown, wealth that can never be spent in a lifetime, and my family lives a good life as a nobleman.

But I took the initiative to join the 'Golden Clothes Guard' as a spy. After being sent to Winklell, I was able to have both sides. With the identity of this 'distant relative of Parlor', I became the archbishop of the Sea God Church!

Three years, three years from an ordinary priest to an archbishop, tsk tsk!
I have been a ghost for a long time, and I almost thought I was a ghost, but today reminds me that I am still a human. "

Hughes grabbed a handful of grass blankly, picked out the fattest and slenderest inside, stroked it, put it in his mouth, and chewed the end of the grass.

"Bah bah~" Hughes turned his head and spat out his favorite snack, thinking that he had been pampered and raised for three years, and he couldn't even eat grass.

"Hey, maybe I'm just born bad, a traitor!
In order to live the happy life promised by the crown of wealth, I betrayed my father and drugged my own father.

Now, in order to start a new life and stop being a ghost, what's the point of betraying a few lovers?
Those 'illegitimate children' are not my children.

I'm Hughes!I'm Hughes!I'm Hughes! "

Every time he said it in his heart, Hughes seemed to see the prosperity of his hometown getting better and better, and saw his family cooking oatmeal waiting for him, and his belief in his heart became stronger.

In the end, Hughes got up and patted his butt, dusted the dust, got up and strode towards the capital, as if he was walking towards a brand new future...

In Yaxia, thousands of miles away, there is a secret room in New Chang'an City that no one knows about.

Zhong Ming stood next to a middle-aged spy, accompanied by the leader of Jin Yiwei, "Lian".

Seeing his master thinking deeply, Ryan waved his hand away and dismissed the middle-aged spy. He also took a few steps back, waiting for him to finish thinking.

"Interesting." After a long time, Zhong Ming sneered and stretched, "It's so interesting."

"Lian, don't you think it's interesting?"

Although Ryan didn't know what Zhong Ming said was interesting, he still chose to conform to his master:
"Ah~ yes, yes, yes, very interesting."

Zhong Ming turned his head and glanced at Ryan, but remained silent.

Ryan looked a little uncomfortable: "Is there anything wrong with what I said?"

"Teach you a little knowledge. Triple affirmation equals negation. Next time, don't use words like 'yes, yes, yes, right'. It's easy to get beaten." Zhong Ming patted him on the shoulder helplessly.

"...Yes, is it?" Ryan scratched the back of his head, a little at a loss for this strange grammar.

Zhong Ming was at a loss, and said to himself:

"The inside of the coalition is interesting, the inside of the Winkrel Kingdom is also interesting, the inside of the Sea God Church is even more interesting, and the inside of the 'Tang' family is particularly interesting."

"This is a mess, this is clearly a powder keg."

"Hey, God really helps me, God helps me too!"

"With this group of great brains, hahaha~ I am also successful!"

In the dark dark room, wanton and insolent laughter echoed in the room, echoed, and echoed again.

(End of this chapter)