Father Mavie

Chapter 538 Amway of Archbishop Brandon (please subscribe!!!)

Buckingham Palace, Westminster, Tuesday.

In the majestic palace, Rhodes IV, who had just had lunch, was walking among the carpets. He was wearing a suit, and there was no crown on his head. The heavy crown would only appear on formal occasions. In private, it was natural to be as comfortable as possible.

Today's Rhodes IV seemed preoccupied, his brows were always furrowed, he stood by the window and looked at the garden for a while, and went to the desk to look at the documents for a while, but he couldn't calm down.

"Is the Archbishop Brandon here yet?"

"Someone has been sent to notify." The guard standing by the door said immediately.

Rhodes IV stood still in the center of the room and found that the weather was not bad today, and after seeing the sun faintly, he decided to take a walk in the garden of Buckingham Palace.

"Send Archbishop Brandon to meet me in the garden."

"Yes."

After more than an hour, the belated Archbishop Brandon finally arrived at Buckingham Palace. He looked like he hadn't woken up, and kept yawning. He followed the guards and walked into the garden inside the palace. district.

"Your Majesty, you are in a hurry to summon me, what's the matter?"

Today is Tuesday, not a mass day, and there is no important official business. Archbishop Brandon doesn't know why Rhodes IV summoned him. When the herald went to St. Paul's Cathedral, he was eating toast.
"Why so slow?" Rhodes IV looked a little displeased. St. Paul's Cathedral is not far from Buckingham Palace. It stands to reason that Archbishop Brandon should have arrived long ago, but he actually dawdled for more than an hour!

"Your Majesty, forgive me. I was communicating with the goddess at the time, so I was delayed for some time." Archbishop Brandon lied calmly. He was eating lethargic toast happily. How could he be communicating with the goddess?

But Rhodes IV didn't know about this matter, his face softened a little, and he talked about the business: "I came to you for one person, Nicholas von Manstein, do you still have any impression?"

"I know him as a potion merchant who came all the way from Frederick's Kingdom," Archbishop Brandon said.

"Shukri told me that he has sent someone to carefully investigate Nicholas' identity, and there is no problem, but I am still worried that the investigation results are wrong."

"What are you worried about, Your Majesty?"

"I'm worried." Rhodes IV licked his dry lips: "He was pretended by someone else. His eyes look like a person."

"Who?"

"Mavi Enders, four years ago, when I gave him the Royal Medal of Honor, he looked at me with a look that was not hatred or resentment, but a kind of indifference, creepy indifference." Luo De IV rubbed his brows and said: "Two days ago, I saw the same eyes on Nicholas von Manstein, so I was worried."

"So it is."

Archbishop Brandon nodded slowly, and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, you must have misunderstood."

"Misunderstand?"

"Yes, misunderstanding." Archbishop Brandon said firmly: "After His Royal Highness the Second Prince investigated Nicholas's identity, I also tested Nicholas with a divination crystal, and the test results showed that he had no belief in the gods, nor was he protected by the gods. "

Having no belief in the gods and not being protected by the gods can already explain a lot of things. Rhodes IV nodded: "Could the divination result be interfered?"

"This is London, Your Majesty, the goddess is watching us from the sky!" Archbishop Brandon said with a smile, "The result of divination is not disturbed, I can be sure, and Nicholas is definitely not Mavie Enders, Ma Vi Enders is the pope of the Church of Truth! How can there be a pope who doesn’t believe in gods? Even if he doesn’t believe in gods, the Goddess of Truth should give him asylum!”

"So, I made a mistake?"

"Your Majesty, you must be too tired." Archbishop Brandon said kindly: "You are busy with official duties, and you are tense all day long. It is normal to have hallucinations. There is no problem with Nicholas von Manstein's identity. Regarding the divination results, I also asked the goddess, and the result I got was that Nicholas will be able to change the Kingdom of Windsor in the future!"

"Change. Windsor Kingdom?"

Rhodes IV immediately became vigilant: "Is that what the goddess said?"

"That's not a bad word. Your Majesty, you may be thinking wrong again. Nicholas is engaged in the potion industry. He has many channels. Once he starts potion trade with other countries in the future, he will definitely have an impact on the Kingdom of Windsor!"

Hearing Archbishop Brandon explain the goddess' holy words in this way, Rhodes IV's hanging heart was a little more stable.

He has been restless since returning from Ascot Racecourse on Sunday.

The look in Nicholas von Manstein's eyes made him have nightmares for days.

After all, with the lessons learned from Mavie Enders, how could he not be worried?

One Mavie Enders is enough for his headache, if there is another one.
Fortunately, Archbishop Brandon explained it to him, at least Rhodes IV can now be sure that Nicholas von Manstein is not Mavie Enders pretending to be, so he doesn't have to worry about Nicholas von Manstein in the future What did Manstein do to the Kingdom of Windsor.

Mavie Enders betrayed him, which can be explained by the crushing defeat of the St. Martial fleet, Nicholas von Manstein
There is no friction or gap with the Kingdom of Windsor, so why should he betray himself?
"Be careful that he is a spy sent by Frederick Kingdom." Rhodes IV reminded.

Archbishop Brandon shook his head and smiled wryly: "Understood Your Majesty, we will take precautions. You have been under a lot of pressure recently, and you need to take a good rest."

"I want to rest too."

Rhodes IV sighed: "Over the United States of America, the war is about to break out. How can I sleep at such a tense moment? Arthur said that the United States of America will threaten the status of the world hegemony of the Kingdom of Windsor in the future, whether he is right or not , we must take preventive measures and cut off the signs in advance.”

Archbishop Brandon nodded, admiring Rhodes IV's vision. A king is a king. Even if he is old, Rhodes IV will not lose the chain in such a matter. This is why the church needs to cooperate with the kingdom. s reason.

The kingdom is the kingdom, the church is the church, what the kingdom can do, the church cannot do, and vice versa.

Only by cooperation can we achieve a win-win situation.

But Rhodes IV is old after all, and he is no longer ambitious in his prime of life. Too much mental pressure will always affect his judgment
Thinking of this, Archbishop Brandon suggested: "Your Majesty, recently, I discovered a good potion that can relieve stress, make people forget all their troubles, relax completely, eat it, and sleep soundly. If Your Majesty I'll send you some if you want."

"If it's something like cocaine, there's no need to give it away." Rhodes IV said, "I'm not interested in those things."

"Not cocaine, but a harmless potion."

"What potion?"

"Sleepy toast."

Sounds like sleeping pills. Is it really safe?
After thinking about it, Rhodes IV agreed to Archbishop Brandon's proposal. He has been under a lot of pressure recently. If there is something good that can relieve stress without becoming addicted, it doesn't matter.

"I believe, Your Majesty, you will be satisfied with Sleeping Toast."

Amway succeeded, and Archbishop Brandon smiled. After all, this is a product launched by Manstein's potion and grocery store. If Rhodes IV likes it, it may be good for future bidding.

In the evening, a monk of the church delivered a pound of fresh sleepy toast as promised. Rhodes IV, who was dealing with government affairs, had someone cut it up and put it on the table. While signing the document, he picked up a piece of toast and stuffed it into the In his mouth, within half a minute, he suddenly froze.

The drowsy toast played a role, and Rhodes IV found that the table in front of him had turned into a soft bed. On the bed were three beautiful women, gesticulating at him.
It is seven or eight points similar to the three statues of goddesses enshrined in the interior of St. Paul's Cathedral.

(End of this chapter)