The War Court and Lap Pillow, Austria's Mandate of Heaven

Fortress of Verona, Lombardy

Al Pacino couldn't believe his ears until now, because he didn't expect that the big man who wanted to meet him was the young Archduke Franz.

When the former was invited into the hall, his legs were so fluttering that he could hardly walk. When the waiter at the side asked him if he wanted tea or coffee, he paused for a long time before answering.

The waiter did not show any emotion of contempt or contempt, but the Sicilian still felt apprehensive. He was just an outsider who was forced by life and was not even recognized by his compatriots.

And the young nobleman in front of him is very likely to be the most powerful person in this country in the future. The difference in background and status between the two can be described as worlds apart.

But Archduke Franz didn't make him wait too long.

"Hello, Mr. Corleone."

To be honest, Franz was a little surprised when he heard this name for the first time. Isn’t this the surname of the “Godfather”?
But counting the years now, the person in front of him might be the godfather's great-great-great-grandfather.

"Hello, His Royal Highness Archduke Franz. I am really flattered by your invitation."

When Al Pacino Corleone was speaking, his hands were trembling with excitement, and it could be seen that his two words were indeed from the bottom of his heart.

In fact, Al Pacino is the speaker of the Sicilian Brotherhood in Lombardy, but this is just a non-governmental organization not recognized by the government.

The biggest officials he had seen before were the police chief of a certain district in Milan, or officials of the Port Authority, and those so-called big men were just a group of insects in front of the young man in front of him.

In Corleone's mind, his Sicilian brothers were better and more capable than those northern Italians, and they were hired for less.

But outsiders like them from the so-called "backcountry" are often excluded, whipped, beaten and framed, and even the hard-earned money they have worked hard for is often called Scrooge's boss skimps.

All of this boils down to one sentence, they have no backing.Brotherhood gang members can "reason" with unscrupulous businessmen and unscrupulous factory owners.

But government officials and military officers will not "reason" with them, they will only repeat the so-called "evidence" and "contract" tirelessly.

Al Pacino, who has tasted the warmth and coldness of the world and the ups and downs, is like a mirror in his heart at this time, and the big man in front of him is undoubtedly the ladder for him to climb up.

As long as you do a good job and do a good job, not only will you be able to make a fortune, but the brothers in your fraternity will also be honored and become true Austrians.

Thinking of this, he said, "Your Highness, I know who was involved in the conspiracy of the riot. Although not all of them, as long as you give me a little time, I will definitely figure it out for you. I swear to God."

"You seem a little excited, let's have a drink first to calm down."

While speaking, Franz shook his head, obviously the other party didn't know that this was not what he cared about the most.

Al Pacino was a little puzzled, after all, he felt that he had already taken out the biggest bargaining chip in his hand just now.

For today's rare opportunity, it can be said that he has done enough homework, especially about the evidence of Vera Ivar. He wanted to find a chance to bring down that vampire at the banquet last time, but was caught by the young man in front of him. The Grand Duke's father interrupted.

And now Franz Joseph seemed to have a completely indifferent expression on his face, which made Al Pacino have to think quickly.

The latter knew that he must have some indispensable value to the former, so he was invited to see him.And Al Pacino was eager to know what valuable information he could provide.

In fact, Franz will not fully believe the so-called intelligence and evidence of the Sicilian, because he, like those officials, has a competitive relationship with the locals, so the authenticity and accuracy of the things he provided cannot be confirmed at all. ensure.

Seeing that the other party was thinking so hard, Franz spoke.

"I've heard about your deeds, and I admire your courage. It's just that you were a little too impulsive. If it wasn't for my father, no one in power would tolerate your offense."

Although the young Grand Duke's tone was flat, it was still like thunder in Al Pacino's ears.

After all, there is a sense of warning in this sentence. The latter is not a fool. He can naturally hear the implication from the words of a dock worker who is a fraternity.After all, planes don't need brains, and they can only be young and Dangerous for the rest of their lives.

"Your words make me feel trembling. I don't know what I can do for you?"

Franz: "I know you have a lot of courage and courage, and you are also dissatisfied with the bad situation in Northern Italy.

Similarly, I am also very aware of what happened to you and those latecomers, and I know even more what those local officials did.But some things are not that simple, the more high-ranking people are, the less they can act as they please."

Al Pacino cautiously: "Then you want me to help you kill all those villains?"

Franz: "No, if lynching is used, wouldn't I be like them? But I hope you can continue to uphold justice. The empire needs people like you."

These words made Al Pacino a little confused. If there is no need for lynching, why not just let the police do it?Why are you looking for a gang member like him?

In fact, Franz didn't want to use this method, but the bureaucratic system in Northern Italy was in chaos, and if he continued to expand the power in his hands, something might happen.

Al Pacino tentatively asked, "So what do I do?"

Franz: "I need the life of the new immigrants to be effectively guaranteed so that they can settle down and work without being bullied. In addition, I will hand over part of the construction of the fortress to you."

Al Pacino replied with some embarrassment: "But I have no funds at all."

Franz smiled awkwardly: "It doesn't matter, I didn't make it clear just now, I will pay your wages every month, you don't have to worry about that.

But I still need you to do something, and that is to make sure that there are no anti-Oust groups among the immigrants.

Of course, you can also write to me if there are other civic groups who want to do the same.

In addition, if any officials, nobles, or businessmen have such intentions, you can also report to me as long as you have sufficient evidence.I will handle these matters as appropriate, but keep in mind that no personal grievances are involved.Otherwise, I'd be very disappointed. "

In fact, the final result of the conversation was similar to what Al Pacino expected, but the process made him feel uncomfortable, but maybe the big man really has more concerns, even "doing good" seems so cumbersome.

"His Royal Highness, please believe me, I will not let you down! I thank you for my compatriots in Sicily and all the new immigrants, you really are"

Franz waved his hand, this kind of praise has already made his ears callused.

"Someone will bring you specific documents and contracts later. If there is nothing special, I will excuse you first."

Franz left the living room with a long sigh.

I hope this "Godfather" can complete his work well, attract more firepower for the empire, and buy more time for this precarious country.