Duke of Grief

"...Adam, you tell me why I didn't know the news until Ansel Lowe started to catch people!?"

Latina was frost-faced, sitting sideways on a chair, her index finger tapping on the low table beside her, her sharp eyes swept all the priests standing in front of her, and she finally stayed on the pope of the church. .

"My lord, you can't do everything without details, otherwise, wouldn't our existence be useless?"

The old pope sighed first, and then whispered, "I told them not to tell you, but we didn't even think that Ansel Lowe would start so soon. Well... I originally planned to have a video conference with them, but before I had time, Ansel Lowe had already started."

After listening to the Pope's explanation, Latinia's mouth twitched into a straight line, and her eyebrows were slightly slow.

The rest of the cardinals lowered their eyes and kept silent, because it was the best choice to deal with the issue by the Pope.

They haven’t seen this goddess of their beliefs so angry for a long time, but it’s okay. After all, it was their decision that was wrong. It was a step later, which led to the arrest of the Lord Duke of Rowe and the pastor of the wealth church in Corton. living.

Ansel Lowe did this by tearing his face. Since the reform of the Fortune Church, more and more businessmen have chosen to conduct business in the Fortune Church over time, but now the Duke of Lowe and Colton All the priests of the Fortune Church were arrested, and businessmen who needed to do business were nowhere to be found.

This will cause local businessmen and chambers of commerce, and even those who are waiting for funds elsewhere to be greatly affected.

With the gradual deepening of the business services of the Fortune Church on society, especially for many businessmen and chambers of commerce, once the Fortune Church in a place suddenly disappears, it will most likely cause a series of'fund chain breaks. 'Phenomenon occurs.

Seeing the soothing look of the goddess of wealth, the old pope immediately stroked his chest with one hand and knelt on one knee. "My Lord, I will immediately go to a video call with Ansel Lowe to try to let him release the local saint as soon as possible. Staff. At the same time, I will let people actively deal with the next impact, please rest assured that we will deal with these issues!"

"My Lord, please rest assured!" The cardinals standing behind the pope knelt down and said in unison.

Examining his eyes once again, he ignored them, and Latina exhaled, "I await your good news."

‘Good news’ means that this deity does not want to hear any bad news!

"Yes, my lord!"

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"Adam Dani." Prime Minister Ansel Lowe of the Moore Business Federation sat on the top leather office chair produced by the Principality of Sorrowful Wind and looked at the old man on the other side of the screen expressionlessly, "in When I and my father were not born, you were already the Pope of the Fortune Church. I once heard from my father that when I was born, I was baptized by you. I am as honorable as you are. Things looking for me?"

"Duke Ansel Lowe, I am looking for you this time, hoping that you will release our priesthood." The old pope's brows were lowered, as if he had not heard Prime Minister Lowe's sarcasm and said indifferently.

Then, as expected, Prime Minister Lowe's mouth was raised as expected by the old Pope, and he snorted: "Hah! Your Excellency, are you kidding me?"

The fat right hand patted the armrest, and the thick fingers like white radish rubbed on it. Prime Minister Luo Wei raised his chin slightly, sneering repeatedly: "If it is in the usual time, I can't catch your people without evidence, but it's here At this time, you still want to tear this country? Is it really when we are bullying?!"

"That's not what our people did." The Pope replied calmly.

"Of course not your people did it!" Prime Minister Rowe's eyes widened and his teeth were cut, "That's what you hired to do!"

The old pope was silent for a moment, "...we have stopped planning."

With both hands clenching the armrests, Prime Minister Luo Wei bullied him forward, pressing the fierce face against the camera, and asked with a sharp teeth: "That means, have you done this before?"

"Yes, I did." The Pope nodded calmly.

After getting the answer, Luo Wei was rather silent, and did not continue to press on.

The heavy body pressed back on the chair. He silently looked at the old man in the screen, his index finger slowly rubbing the smooth armrest.

He didn't quite understand why the old guy had to answer his question head-on. If it was put in the past, this old thing would definitely not answer his question.

Is it for him to release those priesthood prisoners?

No, if you let him know these things, it will only make him hate them more.

What is this old guy's strength...

The two stared at each other silently for thousands of miles, and the old pope was very calm, because he knew that even if Mole's nobles and their faces were torn, they would not be able to torture those priests.

But Prime Minister Lowe could no longer endure such silence. He frowned and said, "My Excellency, if there is something, say, I am busy!"

"I have an arms business from the Principality of the Winds of Sorrow." The old pope shook his head gently. "Originally this was a technical support, but unfortunately, our relationship seems to have deteriorated."

Ansel Lowe's eyes glared, ten fingers tightened, and he squeezed the armrest.

"Arms trade?" He repeated in a low voice.

The Pope nodded slightly on the other side of the screen, "You can equip a legion's rifle, which is what you often call a "continuous rifle", but the technology is more advanced, and your soldiers can use it with a little training."

He shouldn’t be lying, so is this true?

Then, the old pope said another word: "The Church of Wealth and the Duchy of Sorrows have been firmly bound together, and both will be honored and the losses will be damaged."

After hearing this, Ansel Lowe took a deep breath and raised his hand to hold his eyebrow.

"Your words... is it true?" His right hand covered half of his face, making it hard to see his look at this moment.

The old pope nodded again, "Yes, this should have been a technical support."

From the beginning, he was not afraid that Ansel Lowe knew their plan. The plan has reached the point where it is today. It is almost universally known, but there has been no definitive evidence for those nobles to seize .

Ansel Lowe is useless even if he knows these things from his mouth, because this more noble of Moore can no longer deal with the wealth church and business alliance.

After contemplating for a long time, Prime Minister Luo Wei dropped his hand and frowned and asked, "If I let them go, what would I get?"

"Double guns and half-price discount on bullets." Then, the old pope's mouth outlined a smile.

"What about the bullet manufacturing process?" Ansel Lowe frowned deeply~www.NovelMTL.com~ asked urgently.

The old pope shook his head again, "Sorry, this is a secret."

Looking at the smile on his face, Prime Minister Lowe's eyes twitched, his fists clenched, but there was no attack.

"...Okay!" He gritted his teeth resentfully and said with hate, "I will release them, but the first arms will arrive as soon as possible, and we can't wait that long!"

"There is one of our cargo transfer points in the border city-state of the Principality of the Eagle, and the first arms will soon reach your territory."

With that in mind, the old pope bowed his hands slightly and bowed, "So, I wish you all the best and "great wealth"."

Watching the phantom disappear over the phone, Ansel Lowe glared at the area, as if the image of the ugly old thing was still there.

Punched **** the armrest with a punch, "Go!"

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