Ultimate Weapon of Magic and Science

The soundproof SLR glass in the meeting room reflected the brilliant black-haired teenagers. Whether it was endless assassinations or diplomatic coordination between big powers, it seemed that he could not change his confident smile and the kind of laughter with a trace of sarcasm. .

"No need to be bothered by the church's small movements. Pope Yan wants to match up two dead rivals and let him go to work. Those "patriotic youths" and "worries of the country" will solve our troubles for us."

Li Lin did not worry about Albion and Charlemagne making a "Naval Arms Restriction Treaty" or something similar, did not die a whole four-year **** war for a whole generation of young people; did not move towards "democratization", disarmament, peace Become the background of the mainstream international trend of thought; there is no sudden economic crisis, the embarrassment of increasing the income tax and business tax for the expansion of naval armaments, the introduction of wine tax, and the lack of a powerful, capital-based global navy super hegemony, and at the same time the brain is still sober Check and balance-with all the necessary conditions that contributed to the "Washington Conference" lacking, how can we expect the "Naval Holiday" to come between Albian and Charlemagne?

Pope Yan is probably too serious about his image of an angel of peace, who does he think he is? Warren Harding, the leader of the United States, the largest creditor country, the largest industrial country, and the unharmed homeland after World War I?

In addition to external factors, careful consideration within the navies of the two countries cannot be ignored. Albion’s naval officers were eager to inherit the glory of their ancestors and kicked Charlemagne’s **** fiercely. The civilian officers of Charlemagne were eager to slaughter the Albion, while at the same time gaining the opportunity to add “de” to their surnames for future generations. Both soldiers held back. The fists raised high can never be put down. Collecting warships like model control can no longer satisfy them.

They need... a big war of undivided attention!

Leaving aside the war demands of the soldiers, fundamentally, Charlemagne’s ambitions and Albion’s interests cannot be reconciled. Queen Elizabeth of Albion is an active expansionist who is interested in expanding and even dominating overseas colonies. She also saw clearly that Charlemagne’s naval revitalization strategy would hinder and damage Albion’s interests sooner or later. At the same time, Richelieu held a similar view-that as a latecomer to the development of the colony, Charlemagne was already far behind, and only by taking "decisive measures" at a critical moment can this situation be broken.

Contain each other's impulses. There is no basis for mutual political trust. Even the confrontation itself is difficult to alleviate-under such a difficult dilemma, there is actually no means to sanction or punish the conflict between the two countries, only to be restrained by soft "doctrine" and "morality", the efforts of the pope Doomed to be busy. Even though "unfortunate" is a kind of agreement. That paperwork will also be destined to be fragile. It will soon be torn by contractors themselves. And before that. The guy who signed the "selling country agreement" is likely to have been killed by a "patriotic youth".

"Speaking of those annoying imp, Thor, what's going on?"

The smile on his face was slightly evil. They looked like foxes-the ones who have lived for at least a thousand years. Of course, the elves do not hate this relaxed atmosphere.

"Reporter, high-power amplifiers, playback equipment, and records are ready!"

"Which version?"

"Yalfheim Philharmonic Orchestra."

Thor said frankly, his face could not conceal the triumph of "It's finally my turn to play", just like the college students who were preparing for a big party celebration.

There is indeed a grand party coming up, not only its scale is far more than the nonsense of the little fart children, but the degree of gorgeousness is also different.

Wagner’s operas, cannons, rockets, incendiary fireworks, and finally fuel air bombs are included... Even if Lieutenant Colonel Kegel in "Modern Revelation" meets, he will be intoxicated.

Those suffering lambs will also indulge in the high-pitched singing of the Valkyrie, and greet the end in an exciting large-scale atmosphere, which will surely die without complaint.

"This is the end of this little thing. What I want to inform today is that the grandpas and grandpas riding the council are still quiet. After Roland's performance is over, I'm going to go to Musbelheim (m) ."

"...!!!"

The rare faces of the elf officers changed.

Musbelheim, the most barren and wealthiest land in the world.

This lonely pole of the Arctic Sea is barren all year round, and there are groups of volcanoes erupting all year round. Except for some barley and moss on the coast, there are no other types of plants. Not to mention living, even some dangerous species in the snow and ice land cannot survive.

But this land does have resident life. Those who lived for thousands of years or even tens of thousands of years, and the number of residents who stayed in triple digits lived in volcanic caves with the huge treasures they collected from all over the world. . Sit on the world's leading gdp index and live the ultimate cocoon life that all the dead houses dream of.

Living on this paradise of paradise, it is not the family of Zhang Wuxia in a martial arts novel, but a group of dragons who are staring at their treasures like a treasure keeper and have forgotten even the holy conspiracy.

Musbelheim, that is the habitat of most dragons in the world, is also the seat of the Dragon Presbyterian Church.

"Although it's a sort of exile, Azda Haka is a member of the Dragon clan after all, and the grandfathers of the Dragon clan won't remain silent. Just, I also want to say hello to those ancient species that don't ask the world."

The dragon clan has a tradition of never asking about wise wars, but now at least three dragon clan members have joined the elf camp and one has died. It is hard to say whether the Dragon Presbyterian Church in Musbelheim will continue to be neutral. Whether those proud ancient species are willing to admit the existence of transcendental species and accept the high race is also unknown.

As far as Li Lin is concerned, he doesn't care about the attitude of the dragons, neither expects them to provide synergy, nor fears that they will assist humans. If you can maintain a neutral state, naturally it would be better. For this reason, this trip is necessary to run.

Brenhill also wanted to say something. The emergency contact bell that rang in the small conference room rang out at this time. After obtaining Li Lin's permission, the ridiculous expression of Niederhogg came quickly.

"Sorry, I'm sorry to disturb, but Stasi just sent this."

Niederhogg handed a photo, and Li Lin put the photo on the conference table. Above, I left a **** the streets of Ludes in a glimmering figure, and I glanced at the face photographed from above diagonally~www.readwn.com~I was speechless.

"How is it possible...how does "she"..."

"It's not clear yet, but I can be sure that this is the deity."

Needless to say, Niederhogg will never admit the wrong person. Being of the same race, even if they have a quick glance, they will never confuse each other by belonging to different branches.

"It's not very good."

The overlapping hands hide the smile in the shadows. Staring at the girl's short blond hair as if staring at the candid photographer, Li Lin's smile mixed with a bit of a wry smile and shrugged.

"I'm planning to visit there, but I didn't expect the lady who visited the target's house to come through the door first... Tell Stasi, don't go too deep, just grasp the general whereabouts. Don't contact before the new order is issued. "To be continued. .

ps: Sorry, the computer went wrong. The system was reinstalled until 10 o'clock. There is another one to make up tomorrow, I am really sorry.

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