April 22, London, St. Paul's Cathedral.

"Is there no news from Nicholas and the others?"

In the preaching hall, Pope Umbry I stood in front of the statues of the three goddesses and asked the monks who were responsible for connecting with Archbishop Brandon.

Just yesterday, the frigate carrying three mermaids returned to London, which meant that the original plan was successful. But what is strange is that to this day, they have not received any news from Archbishop Brandon.

Under normal circumstances, Archbishop Brandon should have contacted the General Church to report the situation on the day he arrived in Paris.

"Yes, His Majesty the Pope, there is no news at all." The monk who had been standing in front of the statue all day long, waiting for contact, said: "Judging from the date, they should have arrived in Paris three days ago..."

"Something must have happened."

King Oubli I said in a deep voice: "Is there any recent movement in Paris?"

"There is no news from the personnel we sent out." The monk said: "Bonaparte's First Empire seems to be on alert."

After a pause, the monk also realized the seriousness of the problem: "His Majesty the Pope, is there any big movement in the Wisdom Religion recently? Is it related to Napoleon?"

In the eyes of the Gauls, Napoleon's achievements in his previous life were long gone, but in the eyes of other kingdoms, Napoleon, or the Corsican Devil back then, could return at any time.

Napoleon failed once, but it didn't take long before he came back and suffered a second defeat. Now...

Will there be a third time?

The loss of contact with the informants placed within the empire means that the empire has entered a state of war preparedness and has completely blocked information. This is not a good sign.

Ubli I didn't say anything to the monk. He immediately entered the palace and found Rhodes IV.

Upon hearing the news that Archbishop Brandon and others had lost contact, Rhodes IV was stunned for a moment: "How many days has it been?"

"It's been three days and there's been no news." King Oubli I said: "Your Majesty, do you think Napoleon will..."

Rhodes IV was silent for a moment: "I do not rule out this possibility. I understand what your Majesty means. I will order the Royal Navy outside to return and focus on defending the southeastern coast."

"The Kingdom of Windsor and Bonaparte's First Empire are not bordering each other. There is a strait between them. From a geographical point of view, it is obvious that Napoleon would not choose us as his first opponent. What I am afraid of is Anatole."

Oubli I said with a solemn expression: "Why did Bonaparte's First Empire enter a state of war readiness at this juncture? I suspect that they are going to the delegation, and within the delegation, the only one worthy of Anatole's actions is this.

..."

"Nicholas!" Rhodes IV said immediately: "Nicholas von Manstein! He has many precious potion formulas in his hands! Including some treasures of the Church of Destiny!"

"Yes, as a potion dealer, many of the church's potion formulas are open to him. He is one of the people who knows the church's secrets about potions the most. The other one is Archbishop Brandon, who is also in Paris at the moment.

!”

Ubli I's face became increasingly ugly. He realized that he had made a very serious and stupid mistake...

As a church potion dealer, Ma Wei knew so many secrets and precious formulas, but he let him go to Paris!

Isn’t this a sheep entering a tiger’s mouth?

Furthermore...

The members of the church who know the most about potions are Nicholas and Archbishop Brandon. If anything happens to them, how much of a blow will it cause to the church?

"His Majesty the Pope, I think Napoleon, as one of the most famous monarchs, still has to take care of some international image." Rhodes IV said: "If he dares to attack the delegation, it will inevitably lead to a boycott from other countries.

No matter how powerful Anatole is, it is impossible to deal with multiple gods at the same time!"

"I hope so..."

King Ubli took a deep breath and looked at the gloomy sky outside the window: "Just in case, Your Majesty, please immediately send the Royal Navy to cruise in the imperial waters. At the same time, I will send the ship's bishop and several saints to prepare for support.

Brandon and the others.”

"Okay, I will issue the king's order now."

Same day, Paris.

The talks went very smoothly, so smoothly that it was unbelievable. All representatives were putting forward fair and reasonable suggestions to promote the unification of the potion market.

Ma Wei originally expected that the talks would last a week or more, but now only three days have passed and the talks are coming to an end. All the terms have been listed and can be added later.

This should be a good thing, but they just contacted Count Stephens last night. No matter what, they should give them two or three days to prepare!

"If we continue at this rate, the agreement will be officially signed tomorrow afternoon." Archbishop Brandon threw the document on the table, "It's too fast, and Stephens will have no time to prepare at all!"

"Let's find a way to delay the time. As a party in the talks, we have the right to raise objections."

Ma Wei picked up the documents on the table and looked at them: "Look for a few troubles and find fault with them."

"That's all we can do...How long will it take Stephens?"

"When will he be ready and when will we sign? The talks will be business. Anatole will not act rashly before the talks are over."

Delaying time has become the best way at present. No one has any objections. Just when everyone is about to go back to their rooms to rest...

The head of the branch, Bastian, hurried to the mansion and said that he had something to report to Ma Wei about work.

After getting the consent, Bastian found Mawei, and in the latter's doubtful eyes, he stepped forward and whispered a few words.

The palms of his hands were clenched tightly, and Ma Wei's face turned gloomy.

"Brother, what happened?" the message asked.

"There are a large number of Knights of the Holy Silver Cross outside Paris." Mavey said: "I asked Bastian to go to the port in the name of inspecting the warehouse, where I saw many members of the Knights leaving in different directions."

"This is a good thing!" the second prince shouted: "The defense forces around Paris have been reduced, and it will be easier for us to escape!"

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Well, that's true." Ma Wei squeezed out a smile, "There are other things to do tomorrow, so everyone should go and have a rest."

After sending away the second prince, Archbishop Brandon and others, Ma Wei closed the door, turned around and saw that Lai Wen and Daniel were still in the house.

They knew Ma Wei so well that they could tell the clues from some subtle changes in his demeanor.

"Brother, what happened?"

Without outsiders, Mavey no longer concealed himself, and said in Frederick: "I asked Bastian to go to the port today to contact Mosk. He quietly left Paris, but found that he could not communicate with Saint Basil.

Churches build connections.”

"What?!"

After thinking carefully about the news of the United Knights of the Holy Silver Cross leaving Paris on a large scale, Daniel immediately reacted: "The shielding range has been expanded?!"

"Yes, now it is impossible to transmit information even twenty miles outside Paris, and this number is not the limit of shielding, but Bastian did not go further."

Mavey paced back and forth in the room, his expression extremely serious: "On the first day we came to Paris, the shielding magic was limited to the city of Paris. Now... we underestimated Anatole's determination, no

If there is an accident, the entire empire will not be able to send news to the outside world."

They were making preparations, and Anatole was also making preparations. Anatole, who is called the God of Wisdom and is actually the God of Creation, could rely on his profound alchemical attainments to produce the materials necessary for shielding magic in a short time.

, based on local churches, constantly extending the scope of magic....

The situation is no longer the same as when they first came to Paris!

"No wonder Anatole has lost her voice recently, she has been preparing!"

The communication is somewhat desperate. If the entire Bonaparte Empire was covered by shielding magic, how could they escape?

Unless Yunia takes action and forcibly breaks the shielding magic from the inside!

But in this case, wouldn’t Yunia’s existence be completely exposed?

"Brother, what should we do?" Daniel looked at the thoughtful Ma Wei: "Is there any other way?"

"Yes." Ma Wei pursed his lips and said, "Not only yes, but there are two ways."

Ma Wei's words were like a shot in the arm, rekindling hope for Lai Wen and Daniel: "Brother, please tell me!"

"First, seek help from the forces of the ancient gods." Ma Wei said with a straight face: "According to ancient books, whether they are enemies or allies, demons will not refuse the opportunity to establish a contract. As long as they are summoned with a specific ritual, they will definitely respond.

.”

With the help of the ancient god forces, Anatole's trap can definitely be broken, there is no doubt about it.

but...

What are the consequences of doing this?

If the ancient god forces take action, what price will they take?

"No! Brother, please don't forget that those who make deals with devils will not end well!" Daniel shook his head and said: "Devils will only abide by the contents of the contract, and they will cheat and exploit loopholes in the text! Making deals with them will only lead to

Getting deeper and deeper!"

The messenger nodded and agreed: "Jonas is right, you can't make a deal with the devil unless you have to... What is the second method?"

Ma Wei said nothing, silently took out half a candle from his arms and put it on the table.

The white candle that communicates with the gods!

"This...brother, do you want to summon other kingdoms of gods to help?"

"Yunia cannot be exposed. If her identity is exposed, all our previous efforts will be wasted, and no one except God can break the shielding magic hosted by Anatole from the inside..."

Ma Wei stared at the divine white candle and said faintly: "If you don't let Yunia take action, and you don't ask the ancient god forces for help, then the only ones who can help us at this moment are Odin, Buggy and the others."

The room was extremely silent, except for the sound of slightly heavy breathing.

Summoning the lost kingdom of God...isn't this the act of a madman?
To be continued...