I was negligent in letting Assassin, a guy with a bad personality, pick someone up. Who is this? He asked an assassin to imitate Caesar in ancient Rome and stabbed him several times at the Berlin Congress, and then asked Pennywise to write down his thoughts on being stabbed before he died.

...I plan to let Assassin taste the feeling of being stabbed countless times next time.

In short, after my explanation, Pennywise finally reluctantly believed that it was a bad joke played by my subordinates.

After saying hello to Feletelia, I introduced Wendy to Pennywise. When the two met, their eyes shone with an inexplicable light. Compared to my casualness, Pennywise accompanied Wendy.

When I spoke, I was very polite.

On the way back to Berlin, Pennywise sat with a few of us. We hadn’t seen each other for almost a year. Of course, Pennywise, an artistic girl, would ask such and such questions to her good friend, a female literary youth.

When the question came to what we have been doing recently, Feletelia opened her eyes and finally looked at me sheepishly.

I leaned against the window and smiled: "While waiting for you to come these days, I acted like a bully and bullied several German principalities, including the Hessian principality. Although there are several Hessian principalities in the German region,

But generally speaking, the Principality of Hesse is the principality that specializes in providing mercenaries to other countries, and the other one is the Principality of Mecklenburg."

"You're bullying me again...? Can't you stop for a while?" the artistic girl said angrily. It seems that her anger has not gone away.

"How can you be called a bully if you don't bully others? You must know that my Theophano family lineage has many Roman emperors, and those emperors were all professional bullies." I laughed at myself.

"That's right."

"Yeah, yeah."

Looking at the relieved and convinced expression on the artistic girl's face, I felt like I had eaten a fly, but why are you nodding along with me, Philetria?

Wen Dier's expression was quite interesting. After hearing this, she lowered her head and touched her belly, then raised her eyes and glanced at me. The corner of her mouth raised an arc that only the two of us understood.

Well, didn't he just threaten Mecklenburg and the Principality of Hesse, and unreasonably put forward several conditions that were simply impossible to achieve, such as the Duke himself going to Berlin to apologize and paying millions of talers for mental damages?

Well, is this necessary?

The Duchy of Hesse and the Duchy of Mecklenburg, two German princes, the former took money and directly sent troops to Berlin to help Otto. Later, after Otto failed, they refused to return the taler that Otto had paid. Finally, in a negotiation

They even threw thousands of prisoners to us. The latter is even more unforgivable. They actually let the Swedes pass directly, and they didn't even send an envoy to Berlin. Such a blatant behavior was simply a provocation.

In short, for these two such shameless forces, apart from declaring war, I can hardly find any other alternative behavior. In other words, if I don’t give them a good beating, I’m really sorry for myself. And in today’s general environment,

It was very suitable for Prussia to launch an attack. Austria was busy negotiating with the French, Russia was lying on the side panting, and the Swedes, who had stolen the chicken but lost the rice, were also sitting at home licking their wounds. It was the Kingdom of Prussia that attacked the two vassal states and shocked the other countries.

The perfect opportunity.

However, we can’t just stick it up with a big stick like a mustache. Although it feels good at the beginning, it will make countless enemies later, so hyping up public opinion is the key. Anyway, we are famous for our teachers, especially the gangsters.

Over there in the Principality of Mori.

Do you still remember the group of Hessian prisoners we released? Not long after these unlucky guys escaped, they were captured by the Swedes again. The Swedes naturally ignored them when they ran away. The result was that they left us less than a day ago.

It fell into our hands again. In short, when these guys saw us, their faces were full of grief and anger.

The Duke of Hesse thought that I didn't dare to cause a massacre, so he just acted like a scoundrel who wanted money or his life, thinking that I had nothing to do with him. But who am I? I am a good guy who was given good guy cards by several girls in a row.

Man, of course I can't continue to be a bad guy like this, but I can't let the Duke of Hesse take advantage of me either.

I first told the group of prisoners from the Principality of Hesse that the last promise I made to him was still valid, provided that the Duke of Hesse paid their food expenses, and then used two infantry regiments to take them to the border of the Kingdom of Prussia.

I have done my best to do this. You know, thousands of people have been eating and drinking for more than half a year, which costs more than 200,000 thalers at least. If not the Duke of Hesse, who should I ask for?

I was cheaper and asked the Duke of Hesse to pay 200,000. The Duke of Hesse put forward his thoughts on my proposal. He completely ignored the idea of ​​the Hessian mercenaries who were civilians and had worked as coolies for several months. He only wanted to

Those officers.

The Duke of Hesse immediately helped me get rid of the most trouble-making elements in the army, which made the team a lot cleaner. Although I was very happy, I still held back and asked someone to remove them.

The news spread to the Hessian prisoners, and the announcement of the Duke of Hesse, the biggest soldier-sucking leader of the year, was read out on the spot. The hard-working people in the Hessian prisoner concentration camp who dug countless holes and were captured again and again almost almost died on the spot.

riot.

In line with the greatest conscience of this century, I used less than 10,000 thalers to bribe several close ministers of the Duke of Hesse, and asked them to try their best to prevent this group of Hessian prisoners from returning to the country. Then I lowered the threshold again, no more than 200,000 thalers.

, then only 150,000, 150,000 is not enough, then 100,000, or even 50,000? You, the Duke of Hesse, still don’t regard these people as your citizens, do you want me to kill them all?

This proposal is still before the Duke of Hesse. I believe the outcome will be known soon.

In short, after finishing the matter of Philetria’s marriage target that day, I was busy preparing for the attack on Mecklenburg and the Duchy of Hesse. In a few days, I will wait for the proposal from the Duke of Hesse.

Once we got out, it was time for us to send envoys to negotiate with the princes along the main road to the Principality of Hesse.

Feletelia mentioned what she has been busy with recently, which is to find a doctor.

"Just in time, you are all here, let's go to the Berlin Palace together. I hired several doctors from England, Sweden, and the Netherlands to treat my father there. Hans was there to take care of me. Now they are facing my father in the palace.

As the treatment begins, with you by my side, maybe you can give me some useful advice."

Is it possible for us laymen to talk around us?

Since Feletelia has made an invitation to us, we have no reason to refuse her.

Berlin Palace, in a spacious private side hall corridor.

We were walking through there talking and laughing, when a high-pitched shout came from the hall in the distance.

"Hurry up and open the window!!!"

We were all startled by the roar, and Pennywise was so frightened that she hid behind me, grabbed my arm, and looked panicked.

"What's going on?"

"I don't know either."

Feletelia said confusedly.

"What are you doing with the window open?" A panicked voice sounded in the hall, which seemed to be Hans's voice.

"It should be your doctors who are performing treatment and know how to open the window. It seems that their skills are not bad." I said after hearing this.

"Everyone spread out. Look at my English cure. As long as I scatter some bird food at the king's feet, and the birds come to eat and poop on it, then the king's fainting will be cured!"

"Frederick, it turns out your father suffered from syncope." Pennywise turned back to inquire.

"Syncope?" Feletelia had not yet recovered from the unexpected shouting, "No. My father is suffering from mental illness!"

"Oh. It turns out it's not syncope but mental illness."

As soon as Pennywise finished speaking, the four of us looked at each other.

"Can bird poop and bird food cure the king?"

Not only are we asking, but Hans is also asking.

"Of course, this is our ultimate therapy in England. It specializes in treating all difficult and complicated diseases. We even use it to treat Prince Henry!" the voice with a weird accent said confidently.

"Prince Henry got better later?" Hans seemed to see hope.

"No. He's dead, but don't worry, this trick works great on other people."

At this moment, Feletelia's eyes twitched.

"Don't listen to his nonsense. I am the artistic leader of the Prince of Orange's court physician team. Listen to me. Quill, bring it over. I want to cure the king's syncope before the bird comes!" Another loud voice said.

called from the side hall.

"You're going to use the quill to heal the king?"

"Don't be stupid, how is it possible? Tell me quickly, what is the king's name? Don't hesitate, tell me quickly so that I can write his name on the king's index finger. This will help the king recover from syncope!

Also, hurry up and give this thing to the king."

After a moment of silence, Hans asked: "Okay, I have fallen to the king, but what is this? God! There are still white bugs?"

"Don't make such a fuss, this is our Dutch elixir for ailments! Vinegar soaked with fleas! Now, find me some live lice, some sugar, nut pods, and a bottle of fresh urine!"

I could see that not only the corners of Philetria's eyes were twitching, but also a few faint black lines falling down on her forehead.

"You want the king's urine?"

"Of course not a young man. Can the king pull it out in his current state? Just you, here, fill this jar with your urine. Give me some water by the way."

"Wait a minute, the king didn't swallow the medicine you gave him!"

"Huh? It turns out that the esophagus is blocked? Well, then we need more urine, yours, his, you guys should go together, the more urine the better! Also, I need mallow flowers

, snails, mince them, mix them evenly and mix them into the urine.”

"Are you sure this really works?"

"Young man, what's that look in your eyes? I'm not a guy who came out of a lunatic asylum. Let me tell you, these are the royal formulas of the English royal family! Exclusively for princes and princesses!!!" (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!