"Are you going to personally lead the army out to the West?"
In the study, Mrs. Grace looked at Marquis Garcia in surprise.
Marquis Garcia nodded and said, "Yes, aunt."
"What about Earl Anglia?"
"He will stay in the north."
Seeing Mrs. Grace frowned, Marquis Garcia seemed to have guessed what she was thinking, and quickly added:
"Aunt, I know that you want the Papilio Army to go to the west, and take this opportunity to build merits to realize the re-emergence of the Morrison family. So, if you have faith in me, you can let them follow me on the march."
"Of course it's not that I don't believe in your military capabilities." Mrs. Grace looked at Marquis Garcia seriously, "It's just that your body has not fully recovered..."
"Don't worry, auntie. Although I can't charge and fight like I used to, it's okay to be in command."
"Why not let Count Angele lead his army? He has proved himself many times and is an outstanding commander who is not inferior to you. Why do you have to do it?"
The Marquis Garcia hesitated for a moment, smiled bitterly, and said: "Auntie, you should regard me as lonely. I have been away from the battlefield for too long, so long that I can no longer suppress my desire for victory. If this continues, I'm afraid... it's really going to be scrapped."
Mrs. Grace was silent for a moment, and suddenly asked in a deep voice:
"Garcia, do you think we might lose in this war?"
Marquis Garcia's eyes flashed and his mouth opened, but before Mrs. Grace's fierce gaze he nodded hard and said:
"Auntie, I just got the news that your majesty will go to court."
Mrs. Grace's face changed, and she cursed angrily: "That guy with great ambition and talent is going to go to court? Is there no one who understands in Royal Dragon City? Where is Midella? She won't persuade it?"
The Marquis of Garcia sighed and said, "That's why I have to personally lead the army on the expedition. However, you can rest assured, aunt, I will save the northern army as much as possible, even if it violates your majesty's military order... this kind of thing, only I will come. It's appropriate to do it.
As for Colin, let him stay and guard the northern border this time. "
Mrs. Grace had a sullen face, apparently extremely indignant at the news. She thought this orc war was a chance for the Morrison family to be reborn from the ashes, but now, it is very likely that the **** emperor will make it happen. A disaster.
Just as the atmosphere in the study fell into silence, the door of the room was knocked suddenly.
"Come in." Marquis Garcia said casually, and then saw the housekeeper open the door.
"Master Marquis, Master Cardinal, come to see you."
"Turnance? He wants to see me?"
"Yes."
Marquis Garcia frowned suspiciously, before saying:
"Okay, bring him here."
"Yes."
Mrs. Grace took the opportunity to get up and said goodbye: "Then I will go first, so I won't disturb you when you meet the guests."
"Okay." Marquis Garcia nodded, and said again, "Auntie, if you are worried about the war in the West, you don't need to send all the Papilio Army to the battlefield..."
"No." Mrs. Grace shook her head firmly, "This is the best opportunity for the Morrison family. If you don't go all out, it will only lead to distraction... Once the hearts of the people are scattered, it will be difficult to get together again. Up.
Therefore, the Papilio Army will all follow you to the west. Whether it can regain the reputation of the Morrison family depends on the arrangements of the Supreme Lord. "
After speaking, he turned and left. Valley
The Marquis Garcia looked at the back of the other person, lost in thought.
It wasn't until the door was knocked again that the Marquis García came back to his senses, as Turnance was already standing at the door, looking at himself with a smile, and said:
"Marquis Garcia, take the liberty to come, and please forgive me."
"Sit down." Marquis Garcia nodded blankly, seemingly in no mood to deal with the cardinal of the glorious church.
Turnance didn't care about the indifference of the Marquis Garcia, walked into the study without seeing it, and sat down on the sofa.
The maid walked lightly, brought a cup of tea to Turnans, put away the cup that Mrs. Grace had just used, and then quietly left.
Turnans naturally saw the teacup used by Mrs. Grace, his eyes flickered but he didn't ask anything.
He held up the teacup, took a sip, and then said: "Marquis Garcia, I didn't disturb you in meeting guests?"
"No." Marquis Garcia said casually, "I wonder if you came to see me, what's the matter?"
Turnance put down his teacup and said frankly: "Marquis Garcia, this time I visited the North, it was actually entrusted by the Pope to investigate the interception of tithes by the nobles in the East as military expenses."
The face of the Marquis Garcia remained unchanged, as if he was not surprised at this, he said lightly:
"Then you came to the wrong place? You should go to Bailu City, not Winter City."
Turnance smiled slightly and said, "Marquis Garcia, I came to see you with infinite sincerity, so you don't need to deal with me with this kind of diplomatic rhetoric, right?"
Marquis García nodded. He was a straight person, and didn't like those vain things, so he said bluntly:
"You're here to find Earl Anglia? But why do you want to see me?"
"Earl Anglia is your one-handed excavation and promotion, and you also personally gave away the most precious black cavalry, saying that he is your heir to your mantle, isn't it an exaggeration?" Turnance said solemnly, "Now He caused trouble, of course I want to ask your opinion."
The Marquis of Garcia smiled noncommitantly and said: "If you want to ask me about my attitude towards the interception of tithes by the nobles in the East, I actually support it.
At least in the current situation where the orcs are about to invade To quickly mobilize and organize the East, it will naturally require some unconventional means.
I also believe that as the spiritual leader of the Glorious Empire, the Pope will be able to understand and support the behavior of the nobles in the East. "
The smile on Turnance's face remained unchanged, and it seemed that he was not surprised by the statement of the Marquis Garcia, but he did not continue to discuss this issue, but instead asked:
"So, what do you think of the series of new policies implemented by Count Angele in the North?"
"New Deal?" Marquis Garcia frowned and said, "I am not proficient in governance. Those things were initiated by Count Anglia and implemented by Bachelor Dawn and Bachelor Sonny. I did not participate.
However, in terms of the rapid recovery of the northern border from the turmoil, I think these new policies are still very effective. "
Turnance nodded, indicating that he understood the position of the Marquis Garcia, but immediately, his face became straight and he said solemnly:
"Marquis Garcia, but in my eyes, Count Angele's New Deal is a complete blasphemy!"
"Where is the blasphemy?" Marquis Garcia asked with a sarcasm.
"Welfare lottery! That is the evil thing that evokes the greed and desire deep in the human heart, it is the temptation from the devil! In the long run, everyone will work unintentionally and just want to buy the lottery to win the jackpot!"
The Marquis of Garcia shrugged and said indifferently: "Since you think there is a problem with this policy, I will discuss with Count Angele and see if it can be cancelled..."
"No! Not enough!" Turnance put down his tea cup, got up and came to Marquis Garcia, staring into the other's eyes, and said coldly, as a blasphemer, Count Anglia must pay the price! "
"What's the price?"
"The price of life!"