Father Mavie

Chapter 464 Second Prince Shukri (Please Subscribe!!!)
7pm, West London, Ealing.

In the brightly lit study room, a bony hand holds a glass bottle, aiming at the bright gas chandelier above the head, observing the viscous crimson liquid in the bottle.

"As expected of a high-grade potion, it is as magnificent as a jewel."

The owner of the palm was a young man who looked 27 or [-] years old. He didn't have too many fancy decorations on his body, and he didn't wear a family crest, but he exuded an aura of being in a high position all year round.

After staring at the glass bottle for a long time, the young man turned his head to look at the floor-to-ceiling windows, lifted the curtains with one hand, observed the back of the courtyard gate, and asked aloud, "Father-in-law, can we really trust Mr. Nicholas?"

"Your Highness, I have already sent people to the Kingdom of Frederick to investigate the details of the Manstein family, and we will get accurate information within a month."

Observing the back of the courtyard gate and turning around, it was Baron Frederick. He said in a deep voice: "Investigating the Manstein family is just for safety. I don't think Mr. Nicholas will play tricks on this matter unless They are spies sent by Judgment God."

"That's what I'm worried about." The young man nodded and said, "Although the Judgment God Sect and the Goddess of Destiny Church belong to the Apocalypse God System, they are no longer the alliance relationship they had 2000 years ago. There is no arrival, the key is unknown, at this juncture, I must not make mistakes."

"Not only can you not make mistakes, but you must work hard to climb up!" Baron Frederick said firmly: "Your Highness, the Archbishop of Ubli behind your brother won the election ceremony half a year ago and became the new Pope. , many officials have turned to the eldest prince, and we have been hit hard, only by taking the initiative can we win a chance!"

After a pause, Baron Frederick added: "As for whether Mr. Nicholas is a spy sent by the Judgment God Cult. Regarding this matter, I have a way to detect it."

"what way?"

"Those who have firm beliefs can be blessed by the gods. As long as we let Archbishop Brandon test Mr. Nicholas, don't we know whether he is a spy sent by the Judgment God?"

Archbishop Brandon, who believes in the goddess of wealth, Nande, lost the Pope's election half a year ago and supported the second prince Shukri. In fact, he did not lose unjustly. The goddess of health, Wilde, has the most followers and the highest prestige.

"What if the God of Judgment didn't bless Mr. Nicholas?" The young man asked, "Gods don't have to share their power with believers."

"Your Highness, believers who have contributed to the gods are different from ordinary people who have not contributed." Baron Frederick said: "Their souls have different colors. Archbishop Brandon has a way to detect this. Archbishop Brandon told us before, didn't you listen carefully?"

"...I must have been thinking about other things."

"It's okay, now you know." Baron Frederick nodded lightly, without blaming the young man, he seemed patient: "As long as it proves that Mr. Nicholas has not contributed to the gods, then we can spare no effort to win him over!"

"What if he is indeed a believer in another church, but he just didn't contribute to the gods? Wouldn't the test be invalid?"

The young man thought of another possibility.

His mind was always active.

"Your Highness, any believer who is loyal to the gods must provide the power of faith to the gods. This is an active contribution and cannot be changed." Baron Frederick said earnestly: "If Mr. Nicholas did not contribute the power of faith to the gods , then there are only two possibilities.”

"One, he doesn't believe in that god, he just joined the church and is a believer in name, but he doesn't recognize the teachings of the god in his heart."

"Second, he didn't join any church, so naturally he couldn't contribute."

"No matter what kind of possibility it is, it gives us a chance to win him over. He is a businessman, and it is the nature of a businessman to seek profit, and behind us is Nande, the goddess of wealth. Which businessman would hate wealth?"

A confident smile appeared on Baron Frederick's face: "I believe that as long as Mr. Nicholas passes the test, with the power of the goddess of wealth Nande, he will definitely be able to pull him into our camp!"

"That would be great." The young man played with the glass bottle and said with a smile: "Mr. Nicholas can make advanced potions, as long as he gets his help, Archbishop Brandon can increase his influence and prestige in the church , In this way, I also have the confidence to compete for the throne."

It is one thing to have resources in hand, but it is quite another to replace them with profits.

Production is important, but distribution is also essential.

The same product, why should others buy from you?
It depends on the means of the dealer.
The young man, Baron Frederick, was interested in not only Mavie's ability to make advanced potions, but also the huge distribution network behind him!

"Stull has been out for three hours, why haven't you found Mr. Nicholas?" The young man looked at the clock on the wall and asked in doubt.

"I have been sending people to follow Mr. Nicholas and the others. They went to many places today. They should be renting a shop. Don't worry, Your Highness, Stuart will bring him back."

"I really can't wait to see him." The young man said with a smile, "This is the best news I've heard recently, Nicholas von Manstein, that's a really good name, better than Arthur too much."

Arthur
Hearing this name, Baron Frederick's eyes darkened, and a figure appeared in his mind. The other person had long light golden hair, light green eyes, and a charming and handsome face. He inherited all the advantages of his mother and was dressed in a solemn and dignified dress. In a black suit, he remembers his dead mother all the time.

The Kingdom of Windsor, the fourth prince, Arthur Windsor!
The last prince who was expelled from the royal capital and returned to London with his unique vision and hard work.

The fourth prince, Arthur, has shown amazing wisdom since he was a child. He crushed his three elder brothers in every way. King Rhodes IV loves his mother very much. There are constant rumors that Rhodes IV will pass the throne to Arthur. instead of the first crown prince
Perhaps, it was because of Arthur's too dazzling light that he was killed.

"Your Highness, there is one thing I hope you can answer truthfully."

"what's up?"

Baron Frederick hesitated for a few seconds, gritted his teeth and asked, "Did you send the murderer who killed Princess Sophia back then?"

"."

The young man didn't seem to expect that Baron Frederick would suddenly ask about this matter, he thought for a while and said, "It's not me."

"Really not?" Baron Frederick said quickly: "If you did it, it's nothing, but I hope you tell me the truth, so that we can formulate a law against the fourth prince Arthur. Plan! He's here for revenge!"

"It's really not me." The young man rubbed between his brows, and said with some headaches, "I was only 15 years old when Princess Sophia was assassinated! Father-in-law, at that time I just hated Arthur, my brother, but I really didn't want to kill his mother! "

"No, it's fine if it's not, it's fine if it's not." Baron Frederick breathed a sigh of relief: "The fourth prince Arthur is a smart man. He is very cunning. I can see the anger hidden in his eyes, it is the flame of vengeance, he is like a dead soul who has returned from New Rose City, and wants to avenge all of us."

The young man shook his head and said: "I don't think so. Arthur is an ambitious man. It has been many years since that incident. It is impossible for him to return to the capital for revenge. I think he will compete with us for the throne. is the most important thing, right?"

"Maybe, but we must beware of him. If the murderer who killed his mother was sent by your Highness, we must kill the grass. If not, then we must monitor him and wait for the opportunity."

"Yes. Waiting for the opportunity." The young man put his legs on the table, took out a cigar and lit it: "After all, Arthur is also my father's son, my half-brother, the fourth son of the Kingdom of Windsor Your Royal Highness, killing him is a felony, if the eldest prince and the third prince are afraid of his revenge and can't help but strike, we will seize the evidence... huh."

"That's it. Originally, the fourth prince Arthur shouldn't have returned to London alive. It was only because the murderer was afraid of other eyes in the dark that he didn't dare to act rashly. That gave Arthur a chance to gain power."

Baron Frederick walked to the window, looked at a carriage slowly approaching the yard, and said with deep eyes:

"His Majesty's health is getting worse day by day. No one dares to make mistakes in sensitive times. We must seize the opportunity and strive for the hope of success for ourselves!"

(End of this chapter)