Father Mavie

Chapter 362 Twisted Rope (Please Subscribe!!!)
"Alexey! Alisa!"

In the middle of the night, Prince Ivanovich rode his horse back to the manor on the outskirts of the city as fast as he could. He rushed into the villa and pushed open the door of his wife and son. There was no one in the room.

Not only was the room of the wife and children empty, but the entire villa was empty. The housekeeper and maid... seemed to have disappeared out of thin air, completely missing.

"Master..." a guard came over, lowered his head and said, "Just now, a group of monks from the God of Wisdom Sect captured Madam and Young Master. We can't stop them."

How can ordinary guards without any extraordinary power block the monks of the Wisdom God Sect?
Duke Ivanovich knew that this was impossible, and he was not in the mood to blame the guards. After confirming that his wife and children had been taken away by the Wisdom God Cult, he got on his horse and ran quickly towards the red house of the farm.

He wanted to find out from Finn Drost.

But when Duke Ivanovic arrived at the red house of the farm, the sky was already on fire, with thick smoke billowing into the sky, and the flames dyed the sky red.

The servants working in the red room were standing outside the line of fire in embarrassment, with minor or serious injuries on their bodies. Duke Ivanovich stepped forward and asked sharply: "What happened here?! Mr. Droste Woolen cloth?!"

The servants stared at the flames blankly as if they were frightened, and a bold response said: "It's magic! My lord! A lot of men with silver cross badges pinned to their chests suddenly came here just now, and with Deros Mr. Drost has a fight! Mr. Drost has escaped!"

"Where did he escape?!"

"I don't know."

It was too dark, how could the servants care about the direction of Droste's escape?

They can't even take care of themselves.

"It's over. It's over."

Prince Ivanovich fell to the ground, as if his soul had been sucked out, and he was lost.

Droste escaped, his wife and children were captured by the Wisdom God Cult, leaving him alone.
Want to command the army to chase the train?

Maybe sending troops now can catch up, but...
What if we catch up?

Only then did Prince Ivanovich realize that he had always been the clown in the circus, the lamb that was hung on the fire to roast.

The aristocratic faction thinks they are very powerful, but in fact they have no choice at all, while the Wisdom God Sect and the Church of Truth do not take the aristocratic faction seriously, only they themselves think that they are personalities.

And Paul I.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, I'm sorry for you"

Duke Ivanovic wept bitterly, feeling extremely remorseful in his heart. The servant had never seen him look so sad, and he didn't know which king he was referring to by His Majesty.

Maybe it was Paul I, or maybe it was the dead Peter the Great.

Suddenly, a thick black fog filled the woods behind, covering all the servants, and the servants fell to the ground one after another, unconscious.

The painful Duke Ivanovic didn't notice the black mist approaching behind him at all. Just as he was beating his chest and feet, a ball of silvery white mud slowly rose from the ground and condensed into a human shape.

"Why are you crying?"

The peaceful inquiry interrupted Duke Ivanovic's crying. He turned his head abruptly, and finally saw the silver-white figure appearing quietly. His body trembled, and he stammered and asked, "Who are you?"

"Master of Finn Drost."

"You are a member of the Freedom Association?!" Duke Ivanovic screamed, "My wife and son have been taken away! What are you doing?! Finn Drost promised to protect my family!"

The silver-white figure looked at him, and said softly: "I am not a member of the Freedom Association, but an existence higher than the Freedom Association. There are many things that Finn Drost is completely unaware of."

"I don't care about this!" Duke Ivanovich yelled. He didn't know where he had the courage to shout at the existence that was not human at first glance: "You broke your promise! You didn't fulfill the contract!!!"

"This is also part of the plan." The silver-white figure said indifferently: "There is an inner ghost in the Freedom Association. We have known about this for a long time, but it is you noble faction who really leaked the secret."

"What do you mean? You said there are traitors among the nobles?"

"Yes."

"Since you know there is a traitor, why didn't you tell me in time?!"

"If I told you, how can we let Archbishop Henry command the aristocratic faction with confidence?" The silver-white figure's mouth was elongated like wax oil, revealing a half-moon-shaped, creepy smile: "All churches only know freedom Yes, without knowing our existence, it is like fishing, freedom will be the bait, we are the ones holding the rod, when the fish bite the bait, we can take advantage of the trend to catch them."

"Back then we lost to the Wisdom God Sect once, and now they have to pay the price for their arrogance!"

Prince Ivanovich asked with red eyes: "No matter who you are, you must return Alexei and Alisa to me!"

"Oh, I thought you only loved money and power." The silver-white figure mocked.

"I already have money and power! Now what I think about is how to pass on these things!" Duke Ivanovic yelled: "Without my family, what use would I have them!!!"

"When you have no money, you have to abandon everything to make money. When you have money, you want to have family affection. Is the essence for the continuation of wealth and power? Well, it's an interesting answer, and it's the same as many people's thoughts."

Under the weird and confused gaze of Duke Ivanovich, the silver-white figure actually took out a notebook and recorded what he just said.

"Are you studying me? Are you studying humans?"

"Learn, observation is actually a very interesting thing, isn't it?" The silver-white figure put away the notebook and continued: "We can help you take back your family, which is part of the contract, but the same, you also Continue to fulfill the contract."

"What else can I do now? The army can't pose a threat to the Wisdom God Sect at all!"

"Don't be too depressed. Belief in God needs believers. An army that can maintain law and order is an indispensable tool in the hands of God." The silver-white figure said, "I want you to continue to follow the command of Archbishop Henry, no matter what he says Be supportive and I will come to you when the time is right."

The silver-white figure began to melt and escape into the ground, and the black mist covering the surroundings was also quickly dissipating. Duke Ivanovich asked nervously, "How is Finn Drost? Is he dead?"

"He will have a new mission."

Soon, the silver and white figure disappeared completely, and the black mist also completely dissipated. Except for the fainted servants, everything was the same as before, the burning red house, the disappearing Finn Drost
Prince Ivanovich stood there for a while, then suddenly mounted his horse and rushed towards the manor where the Duke of Tbilisi was staying.

June 6, Moscow, St. Basil's Cathedral.

"Has the kingdom started to distribute money to the people?"

In the study, Ma Wei, who was dealing with affairs, frowned after receiving the intelligence document from Marusa.

"Your Highness just received the news." Marusa replied: "Every citizen of the Romanov Kingdom can receive a subsidy of 5 rubles from the government. Petersburg has already started, and other cities will soon Orders received."

A subsidy of 5 rubles per citizen. The Romanov Kingdom has a population of 5000 million
Nearly 8 million rubles?
Equal to the 8 million gold pounds of the Kingdom of Windsor?

Did the Romanov Kingdom have so much money?

Mavi was skeptical about this, but if the nobles paid for it, maybe they could really come up with so much money.

But what is the difference between this kind of behavior and cutting the meat of the noble pie?
Just when Ma Wei was puzzled, Fat Orange sent key information: "The night before yesterday, the monks of the Wisdom God Sect invaded the suburban manor where the nobles lived, and took away their families. , should be sent to Popang Kingdom."

"That makes sense."

Ma Wei took a deep breath, "Using family members to threaten the aristocracy is a dangerous move. Isn't Archbishop Henry afraid of stirring up rebellion by doing this?"

"Relying on the army alone to launch a mutiny is no different from courting death." Fat Orange said, "I don't think the aristocratic faction should be so stupid."

"But the aristocratic faction will help if there is freedom, and it stands to reason that they will not let the religion of wisdom be slaughtered." Ma Wei's eyes flickered, thinking quickly: "Could it be that the freedom will allow the noble faction to fund the religion of wisdom?"

"The red house where Finn Drost is staying caught fire the night before."

"...Why didn't you tell me such important information earlier?"

"It's not too late to tell, anyway, you already know." Fat Orange said disapprovingly.

"If the existence of Finn Droste is discovered by the Wisdom God, then it is not surprising that Archbishop Henry ordered the arrest of the family members of the noble faction." Ma Wei laughed: "This is good news."

"Good news? Do you have a fever?" Fat Orange stretched out his paw, wanting to test the temperature of Ma Wei's forehead.

"Don't worry, I don't have a fever."

Ma Wei slapped Fat Ju's paw away, and said calmly, "It's actually a sign of desperation to directly distribute subsidies to the people. If there are other ways, who in power would directly distribute the money?"

"Archbishop Henry's decision just revealed his state of mind. He is very scared now, and fear has begun to erode his sanity."

"When one cannot control one's emotions, failure is not far away."

"Is Archbishop Henry afraid of the Church of Truth?" Fat Orange was a little puzzled.

Ma Wei said with a smile: "He is not only afraid now, but also panicked. What he is afraid of should be the rapid development of the Church of Truth, which also proves that he will soon be unable to hold us down."

"But will the people who have received the money still think about starting a riot?" Fat Ju pursed his lips and said worriedly: "Although 5 rubles is not much, it can solve their imminent food problem. When they are full, they naturally don't want to resisted."

"Money can only solve the temporary crisis of the people. 5 rubles can last up to 10 days. What should we do after 10 days? Continue to distribute money? Even if we squeeze out the noble faction, we can't spend so much money!"

Ma Wei's smile became brighter: "If Archbishop Henry's previous proposal on the "General Decree" was a major mistake, then his decision to distribute money to the people is a rope, a rope around his neck! And The mechanism to open the partition under his feet is in our hands!"

"What do you want to do?"

"Do nothing." Ma Wei picked up the quill, continued to deal with the trivial matters of the church, and said in a casual manner: "Just sending money can't solve the problem. When the kingdom can't pay the money, resentment will explode again, and even More violent than before. Wait, wait."

"Wait until 10 days later, when the kingdom is poor and empty."

"The people will erupt more violent protests!"

(End of this chapter)