Silent Crown Chapter 622: Wolf’s ambition

Westminster Abbey.

Mephistopheles sat in his place, holding the cup of afternoon tea, eyes drooping, seeming to be pensive.

In the dim light, Bishop Raymond sat across from his desk, silent. Young Norman fidgeted a little in the heavy atmosphere.

For a long time, the silent Mephistopheles sighed, put down the tea cup, and looked sad:

"This matter is not easy to handle."

Raimon obviously had anticipated this, but he just nodded: "We can understand the position of the Anglo Order branch, as long as we can provide help within our capacity."

"This is not a question of position."

Mephistopheles sighed, and his pupils filled with white clouds were also helpless: "To be honest, you are late. If you come a few days earlier, I might be able to introduce you to someone who can speak. People who talked, but now, I am really helpless. After all, the hand of God seems to have heard some wind and has already returned to Angru in advance."

Raymond squinted his eyes and looked at Mephistopheles. "Is there no way?"

"There is no way."

Mephiste’s answer leaves no room for change.

Although his expression was serious and serious, but behind the desk, where Raymond couldn't see, he cocked his legs and swayed leisurely, showing that he didn't care about these two people's affairs at all.

To be honest, Mephistopheles would not want to see them if it hadn’t been for the other party to directly put the order of the Order into his own hands through a secret channel and ask for his own cooperation.

After all, the purpose of their trip was too troublesome. The water inside was terribly deep. If you don't pay attention, Westminster Abbey will be caught between Anglo and the Holy City and be in an awkward situation.

Mephistopheles has dedicated a lifetime of youth and hard work to this church, and even his children and grandchildren have dedicated them.

After being a moral saint for a lifetime, the more he will cherish his hard-earned reputation. Now that he is half-retired, if he overturns the boat in the gutter, it would be too tragic.

Especially, Ye Qingxuan has completely established his position and reputation in Anglu and the world recently. People with a little brain are reluctant to confront him.

The cult's family has a big business, and it's gone after a big deal. What should I do if I lose?

Having spent a lifetime between Anglo and the Order, being able to go to where it is now, and being trusted and supported by Anglo Royal as an outsider, Mephistopheles can be said to be a veteran and cunning.

For this, he devoted a lifetime of hard work, even in order to raise funds, he did not hesitate to cooperate with Maxwell to smuggle military weapons.

It is not appropriate to say that although Westminster Abbey is a branch of the Order, in Mephistopheles' heart, it is better to say that it is his own private property.

So, he didn't want to get involved in this mess at all.

Unlucky who cares.

Love whoever goes.

This is the true attitude of Mephistopheles.

On the surface, I can’t say that. How to avoid the errands thrown by the Order and ensure the neutrality of Westminster Abbey without being too direct and rigid to make the Holy City doubt its own Ability... That's the problem.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help sighing again and patted his thigh:

"This is not easy to handle!"

"Is there nothing even you can do?"

Raymond looked at him directly.

This old man from an ascetic background has spent his entire life in the sacramental ministry. In addition to his commendable piety, his ability to do things is not weak. It can be said that he is a firm holy city sect.

Mephistopheles understands this kind of guy. In his eyes, as long as the Holy City says anything, the branches everywhere will go through fire and water, even if they die, they will be happy. There is no doubt that his evasive attitude now makes him unhappy.

But what about unpleasant?

Mephistophe stretched out his hands and expressed an attitude that I was also desperate. He looked sad and helpless, as if his stomach was full of sorrow and pain, and he sighed up to the sky.

"By now, I am afraid you have noticed something..."

He sighed sadly: "To be honest, I don't have any right to speak in Westminster Abbey now. Didn't you notice when you came?"

Raymond was taken aback, and Norman looked at each other.

I didn't expect Mephistopheles to say so.

"You saw it when you came?" Mephistopheles walked to the window, pulled up the curtains, and looked out through the gaps in the curtains, as if he could still see them: "Those guards are in the church The knights around, and those in the church who don’t seem to be preachers at all."

Raymond was taken aback, frowning: "You mean, they are all from the court?"

"Yes."

Mephistopheles nodded heavily: "Don't talk about helping you activities, even if I go out now, I have to get their consent. Every day, food and reception are supervised by someone..."

"What? Isn't this under house arrest!"

Norman exclaimed, Mephistopheles also stunned, and immediately resisted the urge to laugh wildly, nodded earnestly: "Yes, house arrest!"

He pretended to be cautious and looked around, and then locked the door two more levels. After turning around, he looked sad: "That guy Ye Qingxuan is really wolfish ambition. As early as he had just come to Avalon. At that time, he had forcibly taken over the church. Not only that, but not only that, but also all the members of the Inquisition were stationed in and put us under house arrest.

Even if I go to the bathroom, a guy named Shi Dong will follow me to prevent me from doing anything..."

If Ye Qingxuan was here, he would definitely spit on his face.

Ah!

Where did I take over? Obviously you took the initiative to force the power to me, okay! And in order to protect the church, people from the Inquisition were also pulled in and stationed.

The first deputy head of the dignified witch's hammer, did he stare at you when he went to the bathroom? You have to be shameless! Don't talk about the dirty deal between you and Stone, Westminster Abbey and the Inquisition have mixed oil in honey, like glue... You are so embarrassed to pour dirty water on me!

I have to say that the skin of a moral saint is sometimes really useful, especially when you say that you are being persecuted, combined with Ye Qingxuan's reputation that is almost blood-stained, full of credibility!

No third person is aware of the conflict between Mephistopheles and Stone. And the fact that Westminster Abbey had long been tied to the Inquisition was only known to a few of his confidants.

Therefore, after Mephistopheles said such nonsense, Raymond and the others did not doubt, but their expressions became heavier.

Bishop Raymond pondered for a long time, and sighed sadly: "The conspiracy of the hand of God is probably not small. What the cult has done, I don't know if it is a problem for raising tigers."

"Can't we take away the title of Hand of God?" Norman asked in a low voice, "Remove his status as the archbishop and revoke the Inquisition."

"How is it possible?"

Leimeng smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Regardless of the huge structure of the Inquisition, it will be withdrawn and the order will be changed. Even with the title of God's Hand, I am afraid that we can do nothing. After all, the rod of fate is there. Hand, supported by the people of the first trial court, the name of God’s Hand deserves its name. If we act rashly, it will only make things worse."

Norman was taken aback, somewhat lacking in confidence: "Then we...should take a long-term view?"

"Can't delay, that person didn't give us time to detour."

Raymond shook his head: "Judging from his early return to Avalon, I am afraid that he has already known our intentions. It is no longer justifiable for us to do these little actions. It is better to meet directly."

Speaking of this, he couldn't help but sigh in a low voice.

Simple interviews and negotiations are meaningless. In the original plan, they planned to bypass the hand of the **** and secretly win the support of Angru. After gaining the support of most people, Started the interview and solved the problem in one fell swoop.

But now, it seems that Angelu has also been managed by the hand of God into a monolithic piece, and there is no way to break through.

After experiencing this war, the aristocrats who were originally pivotal in the House of Lords and Commons in Anglo have suffered many deaths and injuries ‘for some reason’.

Coincidentally, those who remain are the staunch supporters of the hand of God.

The secret messenger sent to the royal family was an out-and-out faint move, but instead caused the hand of the **** to return to Angru ahead of time, frustrating their arrangement, and frightening the snake instead.

The new king, Mary, has no fear and estrangement for Ye Qingxuan, a high-ranking and powerful careerist, but she has full trust and no idea of ​​reducing his power.

Where is a king willing to share his kingship with another person?

Thinking of this, Leimen couldn't help shaking his head. It seemed that the rumors were true: The city of the hand of God was profound, well-calculated, and had already laid out its current status.

Now it seems that this scheming is terrible.

Not only did Maxwell’s support control the entire lower city of Anglo, but also before the new king succeeded, when she was Queen Mary, she had already defrauded her to gain her trust~IndoMTL.com~No, even Maybe even the body deceived it!

The woman in love is totally unreasonable, she is completely obedient to the one she loves, and it doesn't matter even if this Angelu is given to him.

By controlling Westminster Abbey through the Inquisition, most people's hearts are held again.

By overcoming natural disasters, he erected his own glorious image, carried the power of the savior, and then killed his uncle, conquered the position of the leader of the Knights of the Round Table, and held the general in his hand.

In just a few months, I have spread my cobwebs all over the country. In a single move, I have all the royal power, theocracy, political power, and military power, and I have spy departments like the Fifth Department as my eyes and ears.

In just one year, from a wanderer to the uncrowned king of Anglo...

As for Maxwell, who had a good understanding of him, his uncle Lancelot, and even the cause of death of the old king may not be simple.

So scheming, so skillful, so decisive and cruel...

It's terrible.

Now, Raymond can only be fortunate that the Holy See did not leave him in the Holy City, otherwise he might be the next Ludovic, the next Holy City Yixin Brotherhood!

"This is the end of the matter. It will only make people laugh if you think about these things that are not on the table."

Raymond sighed, and immediately his expression became decisive: "Archbishop Mephistopheles, please introduce this Lord Hand of God to me. Surely you can do this little thing, right?"

"Of course."

Mephiste nodded and solemnly sent them away. When he turned around, he opened the window, looked at the place where they were leaving, and smiled gleefully.

Although they don't know what they plan to do, Mephistopheles can conclude that if they think that they work in the Holy City...then they will be out of luck!