Maria, who is related to the ancient gods, appears more normal, but is actually more abnormal.
She was really protecting Napoleon, which surprised Mavey, but on second thought, maybe this was also part of the ancient god's plan.
Rather than studying Maria's thoughts, the top priority was to escape Paris and return to London safely. Mavey looked around the banquet hall and met Count Stephens in the distance. There were many nobles gathered around him, talking and laughing, but
Occasionally, his eyes would move to the window where Ma Wei was standing, which was very obscure.
Everything has been arranged. All we have to do is wait for 9 o'clock and the response personnel to arrive at the predetermined location to cover the silent evacuation of Ma Wei and others.
In order to replenish his energy, Ma Wei took some snacks from the table next to him. Lai Wen stopped drinking and kept his head clear at all times. Everyone dispersed in the banquet hall, observing each other's movements.
Time passed minute by minute, and at nearly 8 o'clock, Napoleon, wearing a crown, walked into the hall. The nobles immediately surrounded him, but he went straight to the window where Mavey was, and led a large number of people to Mavey.
"Mr. Nicholas, we meet again."
"Yes, Your Majesty, you look good."
After a brief exchange of greetings, Napoleon invited Mavey to sit in the rest area nearby. It was relatively quiet and could avoid the noisy crowd, and at the same time, no nobles would come up to him unintentionally.
Ma Wei lowered his head and looked at his pocket watch. After realizing that there was still time, he accepted Napoleon's invitation. As soon as he sat down, he heard Napoleon say: "Are you leaving?"
Raising his head, Ma Wei looked into Napoleon's eyes with a calm expression: "I don't understand what your Majesty means."
"Maria told me that you will leave Paris tonight." Napoleon said with some regret: "What a pity. In fact, I want to chat with you a few more words."
"There will be opportunities in the future, Your Majesty." Ma Wei said: "But I hope that the next time we meet again, it won't be on the battlefield."
"Are you afraid I'll start a war?"
"I think everyone is not afraid of the army led by the famous Napoleon Bonaparte. When you swept across the Central Continent, no one could stop it. If you hadn't suffered a huge defeat in Mosk...what would I say?"
With a smile, Mawei raised his glass to Napoleon and said, "I believe that your Majesty will not fall twice in the same place."
Napoleon nodded slightly: "I really hope you can stay in Paris, Nicholas. Maybe you will have a better development in London, but in Paris, I can give you a status that no one else can reach, even Anatole.
He said the same thing as me."
"Did she ask you to come?"
"Anatole asked me to persuade you." Napoleon smiled: "This is something that is beneficial to the empire, so I am here. Even if Maria tells me that you will not stay in Paris, I will still make a final effort.
.”
"Your Majesty, you speak Windsor very well."
"I am a studious person. Although my family is very poor, I entered the military academy. At that time, I was often excluded and my grades were excellent... I like reading. In my opinion, everyone is the same.
Some books are thick and some are thin, but each book has its own content."
Napoleon said calmly: "What has always puzzled me is that as a Frederick, you did not choose your own country, but chose the Kingdom of Windsor. Why? Is Frederick's Kingdom not good enough?
?”
"Um..."
This question is somewhat difficult to answer, because Mavey knew that he was not a Frederick, and he chose the Kingdom of Windsor for a purpose, but in the eyes of outsiders, he was just a businessman who abandoned his motherland.
In Frederick's kingdom, his reputation was not very good.
"I grew up in the countryside of Frederick's Kingdom. When I was born, the Manstein family was completely lonely. Not only was it deprived of its noble title, it also lost most of its wealth. The person who caused all this...
.named Napoleon Bonaparte.”
Napoleon was stunned for a moment and said, "Is it because of me?"
"Yes, but I won't hold any grudge against anyone because of this. Hatred is useless. It will only distort our judgment and cannot make us stronger."
Ma Weidan said calmly: "A family in decline is worse than a family that has never been glorious. When I was a child, I went to the city to study and was bullied by other noble students. It was really an unbearable past, but just
Like you, Your Majesty, I chose to face it head-on instead of escaping."
"What doesn't kill me will only make me stronger. After graduation, I sold the books at home, got some start-up funds, and then embarked on the road of travel. In five years, I have been to countless countries
, I have met countless people and seen too many chilling or heart-warming things..."
"Gradually, I found that I became rich, not only materially, but also spiritually. On the West Island of the Kingdom of Windsor, I met a woman. She was very beautiful and her smile was contagious, just like a woman in the autumn farmland.
Wheat ears always give people a sense of peace of mind."
"You married her," said Napoleon.
"Yes, I have settled in the West Island for two years, living in the countryside of County Weskford. I left everything behind. Sometimes I feel that that is where I belong. My tombstone will stand on that field ridge, looking ahead in the distance.
’s creek.”
Ma Wei smiled as if he was recalling those days: "A year later, we had a daughter. She was really ugly when she was born, with wrinkled skin and she kept crying... She had
The blood of the Slavs is getting more and more beautiful."
"Is your wife a Slav?"
"Half. Her father is a Slav and her mother is an Onsa. As you know, Your Majesty, transportation is so convenient now that it is not surprising at all to have a mixed-race child."
Napoleon nodded: "What happened next?"
"Later... her mother got seriously ill and passed away." Ma Wei said quietly: "Only then did I realize that what I liked was not the village, but her. Without her village, I would never
I didn’t want to stay any longer, so I took Emma, who was only two years old, on the road to travel again. Less than a year later, God came. I smelled the business opportunity of magic potions and started to contact the friends I had met before.
, established the Manstein Potion Company..."
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "So you chose to go to the Kingdom of Windsor because of Emma's mother?"
"No, I hate Frederick's Kingdom."
"You hate your country?"
"To be precise, I hate militarism." Ma Wei shrugged: "Although militarism will bring me a lot of wealth, I still hope that the potion can be used for the right purpose instead of war."
The Kingdom of Frederick has been expanding crazily in recent years. They have annexed many surrounding small countries that originally belonged to the League of Ireland, and have grown step by step. This expansion is endless. The most terrifying thing about militarism is that when it expands to the limit, it will
Attacking and invading other countries has the advantage of developing quickly, but the disadvantages are even greater.
"So you are a pacifist." Napoleon felt that he understood Mavey a little better.
"You can put it this way."
"But war is inevitable." Napoleon suddenly said: "You should understand that the essence of war is a conflict of interests, not so-called militarism. The people of Frederick's Kingdom support militarism because expansion can improve them.
A better life can make a country rich, and economic confrontation is indispensable even in peacetime."
"When Frederick's Kingdom expands to its limit, the shortcomings of militarism will be revealed, the economy will stagnate, and the country will be unable to support a large army. At that time, Frederick's Kingdom will either launch a war of aggression or massively disarmament, and redundant soldiers will enter the society.
In the future, it will have a great impact on the market, and the increase in the living labor force will break the social balance."
"Once the social balance is destroyed, there will be a large number of unemployed people who rely on government relief to survive, triggering violent incidents and causing social unrest. When the government cannot withstand the pressure, it will launch war to alleviate conflicts."
After a pause, Napoleon said a fact: "In a society where the level of education has not improved, excessive wealth will cause the population to surge. If the society cannot supply such a large population, overpopulation will occur. If this happens,
I think short of miracles, the only option is to rely on war to reduce the population and create more jobs."
"Yes." Ma Wei nodded and said, "Population is closely related to social productivity. Once the relationship between supply and demand is out of balance, war is not far away."
"Magic potion is a big cake. It can provide countless jobs in many fields such as collection, breeding, transportation, storage, and sales. As long as it is handled properly, it can use the magic potion market to achieve trade surplus and absorb the blood of other countries to feed itself.
, this is what I call a miracle, just like the steam engine back then, it opened up a new market."
Napoleon sipped the red wine and took a deep breath: "Unfortunately, the balance of competition is tilting towards the Kingdom of Windsor. They have an excellent Royal Navy fleet and a large number of overseas colonies. The potion will bring considerable profits to the Kingdom of Windsor.
For other kingdoms, this is not a good thing."
"No one wants a superpower to emerge," Mawei said.
"Yes, if this continues, the gap between other kingdoms and the Kingdom of Windsor will further widen. Fortunately, their home area is very small. It is too difficult to become a superpower. Only by seizing the opportunity can other kingdoms narrow their gap with the Kingdom of Windsor.
The gap between them...even exceeds them."
Ma Wei suddenly fell silent. He heard the hidden meaning of Napoleon's words: "Your Majesty, do you think that the emergence of magic potion is not a good thing?"
"It's a good thing, it's a good thing for us, but for you, a pacifist, choosing the Kingdom of Windsor is a wrong decision."
Napoleon shook his head and said: "Excessive trade deficit will force other kingdoms to embark on the path of war and speed up the process of competition. For example, the First Empire of Bonaparte. The gap between us and the Kingdom of Windsor has always been very small, but now the devil has appeared.
Medicine, this means that the gap between us is constantly widening. In order to narrow the gap, I can only use other means to enhance national strength."
"Your Majesty..."
"Sorry, Nicholas." Napoleon cast his gaze with some emotion in his eyes: "I have to consider the empire. If you choose us, the situation will change, but it will only delay the arrival of the war, and the outcome will remain the same."
Ma Wei lowered his head, thought for a moment, and suddenly said: "Your Majesty, you said something wrong."
"Which thing?"
"The essence of war is a conflict of interests. This is true, but every new piece of cake that appears, that is, technological progress, such as steam engines and magic potions, will eventually lead to war."
Ma Wei said: "Because distribution is never equal, capital will always be divided more, and there will always be people who want to divide more. Competition will occur during the distribution process, and competition will cause friction. In the end, it will always turn into a war.
.”
"Every progress of the times will be accompanied by war." Napoleon nodded slowly: "That's right."
Regarding the nature of war and profit distribution, both Mavey and Napoleon put forward their own opinions. Although there were some differences, the results were consistent.
It is also very simple to delay the war, as long as new markets continue to appear and distribution is continued. In that way, both the rich and the poor in the eyes of the rich will be happy to enjoy the dividends of the times, but this can only make the war
Delay will not fundamentally solve the problem.
Contradictions are like powder keg. When the tide of the times comes, the wet gunpowder cannot be ignited. But when the tide of the times recedes, the powder keg will dry quickly and only needs a spark...
It will explode.
"It's almost time, Your Majesty."
After looking at his pocket watch, he found that it was already 8:45. Mavey stood up and said to Napoleon: "I'm leaving."
"Wait a moment."
Napoleon took out a letter marked with lacquer from his arms and handed it to Mawei: "If you encounter the imperial army on the way to escape, take out this letter. It is written by me and stamped with the emperor's seal.
The imperial army will not make things difficult for you, but you still need to solve the troubles with the church yourself."
Ma Wei took the letter and smiled: "Is this a parting gift?"
"I cherish talents, Nicholas. If one day you can't survive in the Kingdom of Windsor, come to Paris and find me. The door of the palace is always open to you."
Ma Wei's mood at the moment was a bit complicated. He knew that he and Napoleon were enemies, and the Church of Truth and the Wisdom Church were also enemies. It was difficult to reconcile the conflicts between different gods, and the interests between kingdoms could not be due to personal conflicts.
Make concessions based on relationships.
Seemingly sensing Mavey's state of mind, Napoleon smiled and said: "You don't have to worry about anything. You have to take this letter back to Rhodes IV. It's not the time to start a war with the Kingdom of Windsor yet, so I'm going to use this letter."
To moderate what Anatole did."
"In time, if we meet on the battlefield, I hope you will not feel compassion because of today's letter. Likewise, I will not be merciful. The interests of the country and the nation will always be above the individual!"
Dongdong!
Lai Wen suddenly knocked on the door of the lounge, opened the door and came in: "Brother, the time has come."
"Um."
Ma Wei put the letter in his arms and nodded to Napoleon: