Father Mavie

Chapter 107 The Fourth Prince Arthur (please subscribe!!!)

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The sound of footsteps echoed in the hollow stone path, the dark black walls were wet, and the humidity was extremely heavy. When you calm down, you can still hear the faint roar of dragons and tigers and the sound of rolling water
That was the sound from the sewer system of New Rose City, which proved that the Mavics had reached a depth of five or six meters underground, and perhaps there were countless pipelines densely distributed around them.

Junia hugged the bear in one hand, and clutched Mavi's coat tightly in the other. Her calves were walking fast, and her steps were extremely small. Only in this way could she keep up with her father's pace.

As we walked, a fork in the road suddenly appeared in front of the kerosene lamp, leading to different directions.

"Right." Gulihana said coldly.

The stone path on the right is a bit low, only two meters high, and the cramped space makes people feel as if they will hit their heads at any time.

Along the way, Ma Wei didn't express any reflections. He silently observed the underground passage, and his mind settled down a bit.

Undoubtedly, this was built secretly by the fourth prince Arthur in order to allow his supporters to hide their eyes and ears. Those who can enter here are either "rats" who use other means to sneak in, or get the fourth prince Arthur's affirmation. Trusted 'insiders'.

That's a good start.

A black iron door blocked the way, and Gulihana stepped forward and gently knocked on the door.

click!

The heavy gears embedded in the wall began to rotate slowly, and the hard steel bars that blocked the iron door were retracted one by one, and finally.
The iron door opened, and a warm breath rushed over.

This is a room full of red, with a red carpet, a red bookcase, a red table, and a burning red flame in the fireplace.
Everything was red, even the man with light blonde hair and long shawl sitting at the table was drinking bright crimson liquid.

Light green pupils, a handsome face that looks a bit seductive, light golden long hair, a solemn suit, and a pale white lisianthus pinned to his chest.
The man seemed to be paying homage to a friend who had passed away, and also seemed to be remembering the old friend who passed away suddenly. The sadness flashed in his eyes, and the next second he resumed his calm and indifferent posture, raising his eyes and looking at the scene from the stone path. A few people who came here.

"We meet at last, dear priest."

"Nice meeting, Your Highness the Fourth Prince."

Ma Wei took off his hat, nodded, and deliberately emphasized the fourth prince's tone of a few syllables: "Thank you for your sincere invitation."

"No need to be polite, I hate red tape."

The fourth prince Arthur pointed to the only red upholstered chair next to him, and said to whom, "Please sit down."

Raising his eyebrows, Levin leaned against the wall and stopped the maid beside him: "Please pour me a glass of brandy, thank you."

Levin's advance statement silently answered the temptation of the fourth prince Arthur.

Arthur needs to know who is the one who has the final say in the Church of Truth.

Levin, who came with him, has no ambitions and is trustworthy.

This is so important that it can influence the rest of the conversation.

Mavi sat on the chair, picked up Junia, and put the hat beside the candlestick on the table.

Arthur also took out something, which was a revolver with a mahogany handle, a relic of Sir Antuis.

The pistol was placed on the table in a non-heavy manner, and then he reached into his pocket, took out a brass bullet, and stood beside the candlestick.

"I need a name."

"No name, Your Highness the Fourth Prince."

"You do not know?"

Ma Wei glanced at Gulihana who was standing by the gate, and then at the blond man.

"Gulihana, come here."

Arthur beckoned, and called Gulihana, who had a stern expression, to his side, and said softly, "Father, let me introduce you. This is my chief knight, code-named Lancelot. She is my swordsmanship teacher." Daughter, follow me from the capital, loyal and reliable."

With her arms across her belly, Gulihana gave a knightly salute.

"Which knight is Sean Rickman? Where is Antova Wellesley?"

Under Arthur's slightly condensed gaze, Ma Wei smiled: "I refuse to cooperate with mystics, because the mystery they think is often not reliable at all, and the wind blows."

With a wave of the palm, the candle on the table was instantly extinguished, and a wisp of green smoke rose.

"It's gone."

Staring at Ma Wei for a long time, Arthur raised the corners of his lips and showed a meaningful smile: "I am not a mystic. The reason why I did this is because many people stared at me. The identity of the fourth prince has brought me Obstacles, I love and hate it, because this is the only treasure my mother left me, but inside, there is the dirty blood of that man."

"Your mother must be a very beautiful person."

"Yes." Arthur said with a soft smile: "She has long golden hair like a waterfall, and she likes to sing, but her fate was unfortunate. When I was a child, I was shot in the chest by a stray arrow. Where did the stream arrow come from in the courtyard?" Woolen cloth?"

"She fell down in front of me. When she was dying, she touched my hair and kept telling me to run. If I don't run, why should I run?"

The smile gradually became ferocious, and there was substantial anger in his eyes. Arthur was no longer the gentle fourth prince, he became a lion, a lion who wanted revenge all the time.

"One day." His voice trembled with anger: "I will kill that man, my three older brothers, and their mother!"

"I don't know who the murderer is, just like I don't know who killed Eckert. It's okay, because the murderer is among those few people, just catch them all."

The anger receded, and in the blink of an eye, he regained his composure: "I can't lose, Father, at least not until I avenge my mother."

"Why did you choose us?" Mavi asked.

"I've been paying attention to you for a long time."

Arthur said indifferently: "When you came to New Rose City on the first day, you attracted my attention. At first, I thought you were an eyeliner sent by the capital to monitor me, but later I realized that was not the case."

"For three years, you have purchased supplies for the orphanage every week, taught classes for the children on Kerr Street, and solved troubles for believers for free."

"Father, you are an ambitious person. Your ambition is even bigger than mine. We are the same kind of people, right?"

Staring at Mavi with scorching eyes, the fourth prince Arthur very much hoped to hear an affirmative answer from Mavi, but...
Ma Wei shook his head and held Junia's arm tightly: "We are not the same kind of people, Your Highness the Fourth Prince. You want revenge, but you are after secular power. I am different. I established the church for Spread ideas, not the chair of power and power."

After a pause, he added: "I have nothing to revenge."

"No, you want revenge, of course you want revenge." Arthur smiled and said: "During the Pereia naval battle, you became the warriors and heroes of the Kingdom of Windsor in the first battle. Hand it over to the king, you are the warriors appointed by the king, but after the destruction of the St. Martial fleet, my father did not explain the situation to the Popang Kingdom and activated the extradition treaty. He regarded you as a worthless abandoned child, and then It doesn't matter if you live or die."

"If Commander Toure hadn't come back from the dead and miraculously survived, you would have been hanged on the banks of the Rhine."

Marvie glanced at him without retorting.

"From the very beginning, you have come to cooperate with me." Arthur said slowly, "You know me, and I know you too. Dear priest."

"You still have not answered my question."

"Oh, Sean is the eighth knight, code-named Bedivere, and Antova is the No. 16 knight, code-named Eckert."

Arthur said word by word: "They are all the Knights of the Round Table loyal to me, a total of sixteen, including the dead Eckert."

Is this the biggest secret of the fourth prince Arthur?
Maybe, maybe not.

No matter what, being able to tell the information about the sixteen knights of the round table showed his sincerity.

Next.
It was Mavie's turn.

"The murderer is most likely an acquaintance of Sir Antova. When he died, the revolver in the drawer did not pull the hammer." Marvey said, "This means that the other party did not cause Sir Antova's acquaintance. hostility."

"besides."

A complete drawing of the sole was placed on the table.

"This is the footprint left by the murderer when he left the manor. The texture of the sole uses a unique wavy circle. It is different from the standard template of the garment factory. It should be a handmade shoe. Just take it to the shoemaker and ask. You can reduce the suspicion. range of people."

Ma Wei said quietly: "However, I advise you not to act recklessly. The opponent may not be an opponent that the Knights of the Round Table can handle."

"I will investigate carefully about the murderer."

Putting away the whole drawing, Arthur continued to ask: "Now, you can tell me about the group of mice."

"You do not know?"

"Roughly... I can guess a little." Arthur looked at Junia who was sitting on Marvey's lap: "According to reliable sources, Bishop Fowler will lead the Knights from the Wexford Diocese to New Rose at noon today. He came here for me, but so far, I still don’t know the purpose of his coming to New Rose City, the mobilization of the diocesan knights must be ordered by the archbishop of the church, and it must also be reported to the parliament, after all, this is a military operation.”

"But the eyeliner I planted in the capital doesn't know anything about Bishop Fowler mobilizing the diocesan knights, which means that the Church of the Three Fates didn't report the matter to the parliament."

With lowered eyes, Arthur said lightly: "The council and my father have always been strict with the church, just because they are afraid that they will gain power. Now it seems that something big must happen to the king."

In the age of steam, the invention of steam engines and rear-fire ammunition means that the era of fighting with cold weapons has completely passed.

The revolver on the table is the best evidence.

With it, the parliament and the king, who have a large number of troops, have overwhelming power. The diocesan knights can't make much trouble at all, and the church is just a 'mascot' that's all.

However, the drastic changes in the royal capital made the fourth prince Arthur have to think about why the church suddenly gained the upper hand.
Has it lost its effect?

You must know that even though many nobles are believers in the Church of the Three Goddesses of Destiny, it does not mean that they will allow the divine power to override the royal power. The existence of the parliamentary system makes them the biggest beneficiaries who can restrict the royal power.

Who will hand over power to others?

It doesn't make sense in terms of emotion and reason.

Then
There seems to be only one answer left.

What kind of strange power is better than the revolvers in their hands.

(End of this chapter)