527 Face-to-Face Talk

Name:Silent Crown Author:Feng Yue
"Another one wants to see you," he whispered.

Ye Qingxuan looked outside the cemetery where Albert pointed.

By the road sat a carriage in which a figure could be seen vaguely.

People who attended the funeral noticed the carriage. The well-informed ones saw the sign on the door and averted their eyes immediately, shocked and pretending that they didn't see anything.

"I'm a bit busy." Ye Qingxuan sighed. "Can I not go?"

"Are you going to tell the King of Red that you're busy?"

Albert's expression suddenly looked like he had eaten a fly.

Ye Qingxuan could not imagine a man who had the same appearance as Ludovic's becoming the King of Red of this generation. It was only after seeing the real body of Nibelungenlied that he reluctantly accepted this reality.

However, if the pope came to visit in person, then he was up to his neck.

But he actually couldn't get away...

Ye Qingxuan became very anxious.

"Just go," Bai Xi said. "I am not a child. I don't need people to stand by me all day long."

Ye Qingxuan didn't know how long she had been standing behind him.

He coughed deliberately. He was awkward enough that she could see through him.

"Then I will be back soon."

He wrapped his scarf around Bai Xi's neck. "Very soon."

"Okay." Bai Xi nodded and looked at the snow falling to the ground in the distance, holding an umbrella in her hand.

She waited for him in silence.

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This was the first time since Ye Qingxuan had revived that he was to the new pope.

The pope was so close that he could see his white hair, and the rose beads wrapped around his hand clearly.

"I wanted to preside over the funeral for him, but I wondered that he might not like that." The King of Red opened his eyes and said. "You are the most suitable person."

Ye Qingxuan did not respond, but only looked inside the cemetery.

Several men in robes stood at a distance, praying far away from the tombstone of Hermes, then left in silence.

"Are they the people of the Church?" he asked.

"They are winged people," the King of Red said. "It was because of Hermes' guidance tha Romulus found land in heaven. They had enough reason to send messengers to the funeral."

Ye Qingxuan couldn't help but glance at them for a short time, and he looked away disappointedly after seeing that they were a bunch of old men.

"At your request, I have already issued Abraham's secret command," the King of Red said to him. "After a while, he will be released, but he can't regain freedom. Because of his rebellious actions, he must live incognito. The Order will find him a place suitable for convalescence, and he will live his whole life under supervision."

Which seemed like a bigger prison.

Ye Qingxuan had already prepared mentally for such a result, which was much better than what Anglo once gave him.

"What about Gaius?" Ye Qingxuan asked.

"He's still wanted," the King of Red replied emotionlessly. "Recently, the Revolutionary Army completely occupied the colony of the New World. Then they landed in the Commonwealth of Caucasian and began to prepare for war. Many people are ready to respond to their call and participate in this war for freedom. Among them are many scholars and craftsmen of all countries."

"Furthermore, the Revolutionary Army has successfully killed a pope and proved its strength."

Ye Qingxuan added indifferently, "The Sacred City has been too indulgent with them, so they turned into monsters. What do they want to do now?"

"It's far from indulgence." The King of Red shook his head. "The Sacred City has never stopped suppressing the Revolutionary Army. However, all countries have long been tired of the leadership of the Sacred City. All along, there have been many people who agree with Gaius's concept and also look forward to something that can restrict the energy of the Sacred City.

"No one wants to have someone making indiscrete remarks and criticisms over their heads, the same as all kings. Isn't that also true for Anglo? Dozens of archangel armors are smuggled to the colony of the New World every year…

"Gaius took strength from the compromises and acquiescence from those political struggles, and nourished his own beasts… He never took those good-hearted sponsoring politicians as his companions; he even thought about hanging them on the gallows in the very beginning.

"Now, it is just time for them to reap the consequences. After so many years of infiltration, the best time for them has finally come.

"As long as they can help the Caucasians drive out the heaven catastrophes, the Caucasians will be willing to accept any conditions they have. Even if they want to burn their emperor at the stake.

"After occupying the Caucasus, they will further expand outwards. Then Gaius can open up his own pattern in the chaos, which has not existed for hundreds of years."

"Gaius has waited for so many years, and now he gets what he wants."

"..."

Ye Qingxuan was silent for a long time, then muttered, "Was the assassination of the pope by Gaius the conspiracy of the Sacred City and the Revolutionary Army to deceive Hyakume into falling into a trap?"

"Conspiracy?" The King of Red laughed. "Does this kind of thing still require secret talks or covenants? A bit of tacit understanding is sufficient. Gaius used to be the closest person to the truth of the Sacred City, second only to the pope. He knew the Sacred City better than anyone, and he knew the details of the Sacred City even better than the Cardinal.

"He knew what the Sacred City would do, what Ludovic's intention was, and that there would be other assassins who would kill me even if he didn't step out. So why didn't he choose to get the maximum benefit from this incident?"

"In the end, the Sacred City gained the victory, and he gained a good reputation."

Ye Qingxuan applauded admiringly. "Each took what he needed. Awesome!"

Even a blind man could see the disgust in his false expression.

"This is politics, isn't it?"

The King of Red looked at him. "If you can't conquer your enemy, then you can only compromise. The overall situation is not a game that can be gambled with."

"Is Wolf Flute really a mole?" Ye Qingxuan asked disappointedly. Before, he always wanted to convince himself that the Wolf Flute was only a mole sent into the Revolutionary Army under the arrangement of the Sacred City.

But now it seemed that there was no possibility for that.

"Is the Sacred City so insane that it would sacrifice a saint for a mole?"

Ye Qingxuan was silent.

"I'm afraid that Wolf Flute was on the side of Gaius long before he joined the Silence Governance," the King of Red said. "When he was found by Bach, he was just a child raised by wolves. In order to become a human, he suffered a lot. But he changed into a kind of human unwanted by us."

"Why did Gaius rebel?" Ye Qingxuan asked directly. "For the so-called 'democracy'? For freedom? Or to fight against the technical monopoly and blockade of the Sacred City ?"

"Perhaps," King of Red answered indirectly.

"Don't slight me with those foolish words, your majesty." Ye Qingxuan was expressionless. "I once heard what he said to Wagner. He said..."

Ye Qingxuan moved closer to the King of Red, looking at his expression, and said word by word,

"...after the past and the future of humanity were tampered with, you lost your qualifications to lead the world. One day, you will bear the consequences."

The King of Red remained expressionless.