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Volume 1 Chapter 380 Royal Battle (2)

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    The fat man's stinginess made everyone present look with contempt.  But Fatty doesn¡¯t care about that, and neither does Pifu.  "Boss, since you like to drink, then take another bottle with you when you leave. A few days ago, my father was so happy that he rewarded me with two bottles. But that's all." Looking at the fat man's mischievous look,  With his eyes on him, Pifu simply took out the family's assets.  Seeing Pi Fucheng's fearful look, the fat man became satisfied, then he took out a toothpick and picked his teeth with his legs crossed.  The hall became silent, and Pifu, who was so cute due to the sunlight outside the window, looked like he was hesitant to speak.  The fat man could also endure his temper. He knew that Pi Fu came to him not simply to treat him to a meal, so he just waited.  After a long time, Pifu suddenly smiled sweetly and said to the fat man: "Boss, it will be my father's birthday in two months. What do you think I should do?" The fat man glanced at Pifu sideways.  He said with some dissatisfaction: "You should give gifts when you should give them, and you should say good things when you should say good things. Do you need me to teach you these things?"  The same thing. My father said that he would take the test at this banquet, and my brothers were busy preparing for his birthday. " "Oh?" The fat man pondered for a moment and said, "How to take the test?"  "The Holy Shield royal family started out by force. It was the first generation of kings who used force to unify the entire Holy Roman Empire. Therefore, force became the standard by which the royal family judged whether a child was a useful person or not," Pifford explained.  The fat man thought for a moment and sneered at the Holy Shield Royal Family's test method.  ?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????All dynasties use force to integrate the world at the beginning, but after winning the world, this method is not the same. To rule the world, it is not force, but vision, the ability to employ people, and the emperor's mind, etc.  But Fatty knows this, and I believe that the Holy Shield royal family, which has ruled the Holy Empire of Rome for hundreds of years, must also know it.  Even if there is an emperor who can become an emperor within these hundreds of years, this method of testing should be changed.  If there is no change now, then there must be a deep-seated reason.  With in-depth consideration, Fatty gradually figured out the profound meaning of this test.  The Holy Empire of Rome was different from other countries in that it also had a Holy See.  Although it cannot be said that the royal family of the Roman Holy Empire was a puppet regime, it was still affected by the Holy See.  Of course, there are advantages and disadvantages. The advantage is that whether it is turmoil, rebellion or even war, there will be tall people to support it, and the Holy See will not turn a blind eye.  The downside is that both politics and economics are subject to the constraints of the Holy See.  Therefore, the person who sits on the throne must be a person who can have an equal dialogue with the Holy See. If you want to have an equal dialogue with the top leaders of the Holy See, you need strength in addition to courage.  Fatty gradually understood that this was not a bad family habit left over from the Holy Shield Royal Family, but rather a truth that had been tested for hundreds of years.  Only the strong can face the strong, and only the strong can avoid being coerced by others.  Of course, this does not mean that the person sitting on the throne must have the strength to fight against the Pope or even the entire Holy See, but it is enough that he can not be influenced by the strong during the dialogue.  Looking at the fat man who was deep in thought, Pifu felt a little uneasy.  Although his situation has improved a lot according to Fatty's strategy, it is still full of crises.  Neither the crown prince nor the third prince are good friends, not to mention that now there is another variable, and the future of the Holy Shield family has become even more ambiguous.  Pifford did not have the ambition to be an emperor, but he did not want to become cannon fodder in this political struggle, so he could only turn to this boss for help.  "What do you want?" The fat man blinked his eyes and looked straight at Pifu.  "Me?" Pifu was a little confused when he heard the fat man's words.  "If you just want to survive the transition period of the throne safely, then you don't need to do anything. With my help, you can still be an idle prince. If" The fat man prolonged his tone slightly.  Fatty believed that even if he didn't say it, Pifou would understand what happened next.  Pifu's heart beat violently. Looking at Fatty's serious expression, he knew that Fatty was not joking.  "Boss, you can't make it. Both the eldest brother and the third brother have been operating in the empire for seven or eight years, and they all have a group of staunch supporters. And I have nothing" Pifu shook his head and said.  "I just asked you if you have this idea." Fatty interrupted Pifu.  Pifu was silent, looking at the silver plate in front of him in a daze.  PassedAt this moment, his expression suddenly changed, and he mustered up the courage to say to the fat man: "I don't want to be used as a pawn anymore. Even if I die, I will die vigorously." The fat man smiled, all he wanted was Pi Fu.  Just one sentence.  Life is given by God, but destiny is your own.  If you want to avoid being treated as a chess piece, you have to be a chess player.  "I'll help you." Fatty said with a smile.  At this moment, the sunshine outside the window happened to shine on the fat man. In Pifu's eyes, the fat man at this moment had a little bit of the flavor of a god.  ¡­¡­¡­¡­ The battle for the throne is now more intense than Fatty thought.  In Pifu's eyes, the eldest prince and the third emperor were the two people who had the best chance of winning the throne, but in Fatty's eyes, the newly emerged second prince was more of a headache than these two people.  ?According to Pifu, the second emperor only appeared in the public eye in the past two months. This unassuming prince showed his strength from the beginning.  The Holy Legion in the northwest is a staunch supporter of the second prince, and one-third of the neutral officials in the court also turned to the second prince in an instant.  Although the number of supporters of the second local prince is still unknown, their number will definitely not be small.  However, Fatty learned from Pifu that most of the second prince¡¯s current supporters are officials who had previously held a wait-and-see attitude.  What Fatty is confused about now is what caused all those officials who remained neutral to join the Second Prince.  While walking on the neat stairs and meditating, the fat man didn¡¯t realize that he had unknowingly returned to Phyllis¡¯ villa.  When the stairs reached the end, the fat man saw the old man's residence. At this moment, a light suddenly flashed through the fat man's mind.  "The Holy See, only the Holy See can make those officials who remain neutral change their inclinations." The fat man reacted in an instant.  "I'm still smart." The fat man danced excitedly.  There is nothing more satisfying than finding out the opponent's trump card. With just a flash of inspiration, Fatty has already found many clues.  The Holy See and the royal family of the Roman Holy Empire co-exist, and over the past few hundred years some unwritten regulations have been formed.  One of them is that the Holy See will not interfere in the choice of the successor to the throne.  In fact, this non-interference is just because the Holy See disdains interference.  The power and strength possessed by the Holy See made it the mastermind behind the entire Holy Roman Empire. As long as this behemoth was willing, it could replace any emperor at any time.  In fact, in the history of the Roman Holy Empire, there were several strange changes in the throne. Either the king in his prime of life inexplicably gave up the throne to his relatives, or the court inexplicably had a prime minister of national affairs.  Regent If you read through the history of the Holy Empire of Rome, you will find that most of these strange successions of thrones were caused by the kings being unable to shoulder their obligations and making the entire empire a mess.  The intervention of the Holy See may not be a good thing for the Holy Roman Empire, but this time it is different.  The current king, Pifford's father, is not a foolish king.  Although he did not make any glorious achievements during his reign, under his governance, the entire empire was prosperous and the people could live and work in peace and contentment.  Therefore, the intervention of the Holy See this time seems a bit strange.  Fatty smelled a hint of conspiracy from this matter.  "Old man, look what I brought back for you." Pushing open the door, the fat man saw an empty space, with a half-drunk wine glass still on the table.  Something big has happened. Of course, Fatty is not worried about Felice's safety. I believe that not many people in Holy See Mountain or even the entire Silver Moon Continent can do anything to this grand leader.  The fat man found a chair and sat down, waiting quietly.  He needs the old man to help him analyze what is going on in this weird royal struggle.  After half an hour, Phyllis stepped into the room.  At this time, Phyllis was obviously different from usual. She was awake from top to bottom, and her eyes that were originally drunk were even more sharp now.  When the fat man saw Phyllis for the first time, he almost mistakenly thought he was seeing a sun that radiated light and heat from the inside out.  But just for a moment, Phyllis returned to her usual drunken self.  Looking at the bottle in the fat man¡¯s hand, Phyllis¡¯s eyes lit up.  "Moonlight wine? You have some skills."   Before the fat man could react, the wine bottle had already appeared in Felice's hand.  Opening the cap of the bottle, the old man sniffed it carefully, showing a satisfied expression.  "Master, don't just drink too much. I want to ask you something." The fat man said with a smile.  The old man squinted at the fat man, then sat down at the table, firmly grasping the moonshine wine with his left hand, and the wine glass on the table with his right hand.  Then the fat man told the old man his experience of meeting Pifu and his analysis in detail. The fat man did not hide anything, and he did not need to hide anything from the old man.  If he conceals it, it will not be conducive to him seeking help from the old man in the future.  After the fat man finished speaking, the old man licked the wine stains on his lips and said, "You are very ambitious. You actually want to participate in the battle for the throne." The fat man laughed dryly and walked to the old man's door very consciously.  The empty cup was filled next to him.  "Old man, Your Highness Pifu is my younger brother. Naturally, I cannot ignore death. Isn't it because I have the support of you and Eurybia?" The old man glared at the fat man and said, "The Holy See will not interfere.  The succession of thrones has been a rule for hundreds of years. Do you want to break this rule? " "Old man, if you say you can't do it, then I will take my little brother back to my Wildfire Town, where he will be the best.  At least you won't be bullied by others," the fat man said simply.  "Not bullied? Bah, I think you are the most bullied. A dignified prince is actually called a little brother by you." Phyllis looked at the fat man with squinting eyes.  The fat man smiled brightly, but his eyes were very bright. When the old man said this, it meant he had a way.  "If it were normal times, I would not confine you for one or two years, but now" The old man leaned on the cup and took a sip gently.  "Is this the case now?" The fat man's eyes suddenly became bright.  "Robert just contacted me. Do you know who is supporting the second prince now?" The old man looked at the fat man.  "Heresy" Fatty almost blurted out.  Since two of the leaders of the three major forces of the Holy See are in harmony, only the third party is the executor.  "Boy, what do you need?" The old man asked directly without saying whether the fat man was right or wrong.  "A promise." The fat man said with a smile.  "A promise? Is it that simple?" The old man glanced at the fat man in surprise.  "It's that simple." The fat man said extremely confidently.  ¡°Okay, I¡¯ll make you a promise.¡± ¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­ When he walked out of Phyllis¡¯ room, the fat man finally breathed a sigh of relief.  Although his request is just a promise, the weight of this promise is not light.  That is to ask Phyllis to dispatch the Knights of Light when Fatty needs it, and the Knights of Light are involved, so the Priest Committee will naturally not stand idly by.  Fatty really has to thank the Inquisition this time. If it hadn't been for the intervention of the Inquisition, I believe it would have been much harder for him to seek help from the old man and Eurybia.  This was not the first time for Pifu to come to the Holy See Hill, but this time he felt a little uneasy when he came to the Holy See Hill.  Although the fat man¡¯s confidence infected him to some extent, he still didn¡¯t have much confidence.  The battle for the throne has never been about him. Not only does he have no power in the empire, but his strength is much inferior to that of his elder brothers.  The most important thing that the Holy Shield Royal Family does not lack is genius. Even the mediocre eldest brother has been at the pinnacle of the earth warriors through years of accumulation, not to mention the talented third brother.  Age does not mean everything, but age often means everything.  Age means the richness of experience, the accumulation of strength, and the wisdom of the mind Pifu suddenly felt that he was a little impulsive in doing things this time. In two months, even a great magician could not help him.  Too much improvement.  After being taken by the fat man to meet the legendary Captain Felice, and having a brief conversation, Pifford was taken by the fat man to a small room.  "Close your eyes. If you dare to break away, I will beat you to death." The fat man said threateningly towards Pifu.  Pifu immediately nodded like a good baby. After about a minute, at the fat man's signal, Pifu slowly opened his eyes.  The moment his vision returned, Pifu was completely frozen like a sculpture.  Pifford swore that he had never seen such a magnificent sight. He believed that even those bigThe Magister has never seen such a scene.  Hundreds of magic arrays of various sizes and colors float in a space, shining as brightly as stars.  Pifu stared at the hundreds of magic arrays. As a magician, these magic arrays in front of him are undoubtedly a temptation. This kind of temptation is even more tempting for naked beauties in front of a man.  As he looked at Pifu, he couldn't help but want to touch the magic arrays, but before he could touch the magic arrays, a burning pain came from his forehead.  Correspondingly, there was a "dong" sound.  "Be honest and don't touch me randomly." The fat man put his hands on his hips as if he were the boss and the second child.  "Boss, where is this?" Pifu rubbed his forehead and asked pitifully and curiously.  "This is a highly confidential secret of the Holy See. I brought you in secretly. Don't ask and don't spread the word. Otherwise, even I won't be able to save you." The fat man said mysteriously.  "Yeah" Pifu nodded his head quickly.  ¡°All this has become a matter of course in Pifu¡¯s eyes. I believe that only the Holy See can have such a shocking and mysterious space.  Looking at Pi Fu, the fat man nodded with satisfaction.  "There is a ratio between time here and outside. One year of practicing here is equivalent to one month of practicing outside. There are still two months until your father's birthday, which is two years. If you can't reach it before then,  At the level of a magister, you don't have to do anything." The fat man pretended to be serious.  The fat man¡¯s words made Pi Fu¡¯s eyes become brighter and brighter.  Two years is enough time.  Then Pifu seemed to have thought of something and said: "Boss, what about the birthday gift? The eldest brother, the second brother, and the third brother have all put a lot of effort into preparing it." "Leave this to me." The fat man smiled widely.  confidence.  ¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­ The fat man believed that the gift he made would definitely make the serious King smile, and would even shock the entire empire and even the Holy See.  What do the big shots in power fear most?  Death, even civilians know this truth.  But this is the law of life, and no one can change it.  In the previous life, if there was anything that could prolong life, it would cause a bloody storm. In the Silver Moon Continent, although there are magical magic and various fighting spirits, there are almost no things that can prolong life.  At least when reading through the history of the development of Silver Moon Continent, the only thing Fatty saw that could prolong life was the forbidden magic potion, which was the curse of the God of Life.  Living is a good thing, but in the eyes of the God of Life, if you break away from the law, escape your fate, and extend your life, you will be cursed.  The living have a paradise for the living, and the dead have a pure land for the dead. If a person is outside the law, it will be a disaster for that person.  They live a part of their life that is not theirs, and that part is cursed.  In the history of Silver Moon Continent, there was once a king who took the curse of the God of Life. As a result, while he was alive, the country he ruled suffered from frequent natural disasters and the people were in dire straits.  Then there was turmoil at home, and powerful enemies invaded abroad. In just two years, the country fell apart.  In the end, the king was still alive, but was sent to the dead wasteland.  This is an ending that is worse than death.
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