Chapter 443 Angel Investment from Fran

After getting off the carriage, Casani looked up at the palace supported by snow-white marble columns. The triangular gables were covered with stone carvings of angels, saints, volcanoes and vines.

This is the Apati Palace, the residence of the former Speaker of the Senate, and the Uffizi Palace in Magdeburg, known as the two pearls of Rapid City architecture.

Kasani couldn't help but curl his lips.

As an old Huaqiu City resident, he had seen too many buildings like Qianhe Valley that were covered with straight lines and were as old-fashioned as if they were built before the Hundred Years' War.

In his hometown of Fran, the capital, more free-spiral designs of domes, curves, spirals and ellipses have emerged. If a building like this is placed in Fran, it will be laughed at by others.

"Mr. Cassani, I seemed to hear some banging sounds." Jiganon stepped on a stool and jumped off the carriage, but he did not react to the building in front of him. Instead, he said worriedly.

"What are you afraid of? They are just those night watchmen who beat people with black iron pipes."

Thinking of those lame night watchmen wearing spiked helmets and shooting stone bullets, Jiganon had to admit that although he had a lame leg, he was much faster than the four-legged Knights of the Royal Capital when facing robbers and thieves.

He still remembered that last year in the central district of Huaqiu City, a vigilante knight watched him being robbed by a trouserless man from five meters away, and he was still leisurely eating afternoon tea.

Only when Cassani went over and shouted at him would he stand up and pretend to ride his horse to chase after the enemy.

But in terms of public security, the neighborhood where the Uffizi Palace is located in Florence is definitely better than any other neighborhood in France.

After the other two Fran merchants came down, the four men stood again, with Cassani in the second position, closely behind Giganon.

Although Cassani was only a trainee notary, he was authorized by the Fran Council to serve as the recorder in this secret contact with the Salvation Army.

"this way please."

Led by several attendants, the four walked up the steps and met the legendary holy grandson under the painted dome.

However, Cassani was a little disappointed. He thought that the hero who led tens of thousands of farmers to defeat the Imperial Order Company would be a "noble barbarian", the kind of hero with heroic temperament and noble character but little culture.

But that doesn't match the young man in front of him, who is slightly shorter, has darker skin, is bookish and even a little frivolous.

There is no one in Qianhe Valley either.

After the few people introduced themselves to each other and exchanged awkward greetings, they sat down one by one under the guidance of Catherine and the attendants.

The dishes on the table were soon served. According to Horn's frugal requirements, this external banquet was considered grand, but for the French people who were never tired of eating, it was just the level of a middle-class family.

Considering their background as Saviors, they didn't say much, but just ate their food mechanically, sweating profusely, under the gaze of the two witches.

On the contrary, Casani was in a relaxed mood, drinking and eating meat in big gulps, and soon his belly was full.

Horn usually sets an example by eating simple meals at work, but this time he finally got a good meal, so of course he had to eat a lot.

In the first half of the banquet, the two people who should have been talking about business were eating and drinking a lot and were reluctant to talk about business.

"Mr. Casani, you seem to have been looking at my two female companions?" Without any Pope's airs, Horn raised the silver wine glass in his hand and raised it towards Casani.

"It's the first time for me to see this, too, Saint." Raising his glass in response, Casani paused rather subtly, "I've usually only seen witches at the stake in Fran, but this is the first time I've seen a Saint who can speak."

"You hate witches?"

“They can bring witch disease to others, which is really annoying, I don’t deny that.

But that was not their intention after all. Seeing young and beautiful faces being engulfed by flames, I was also heartbroken. "Kasani had taken etiquette lessons, so his expression and movements were flawless.

"The Holy Father will forgive his enemies three times. I think if the witch is given a chance, she may not be unwilling to convert to the faith of the Holy Lord." Horn smiled and put a piece of steak into his mouth.

Seeing that Casani wanted to say more, Jiganon interrupted him. After all, this was a sensitive topic, and there were two witches at the table.

If I make them angry, this meal might be my last.

After wiping the oil stains from his mouth with a napkin, Jiganon sat up straight and finally mustered up the courage to get to the point.

“Flan and Leia have always been friendly countries with hundreds of years of historical friendship. As an opposition force within the Kingdom of Leia, we should not have any contact with you.

However, your pursuit of freedom and justice has deeply touched some of our scholars and nobles in France, and they hope we can lend you a helping hand. "

After Jiganon finished speaking, Horn was still slowly drinking the cream of mushroom soup. He felt as if he had listened to what he said, but also as if he hadn't. Glancing at Cassani who was yawning and touching his stomach, Jiganon gritted his teeth and continued:

“To be honest, we have no right to comment on the actions of the Leia people, but we have heard about their crimes in the Thousand Valley, which are truly horrifying.

I dare say that if the Thousand River Valley was under the rule of the Faran Church, I am sure that things like the Blue Blood Orphan would never happen.

You know, everyone loves Grandivar, and Grandivar supports everyone, and he will not leave those poor orphans alone."

"Tsk." Jeanne snorted disdainfully with her arms folded across her chest.

"It seems that Miss Jeanne has some prejudice against the Franks." After taking a sip of refreshing black tea, Cassani perked up and smiled frivolously at Jeanne.

"Since you sympathize with us, why don't you just send troops?" Jeanne glared at him and asked.

Kasani smiled and shook his head: “The territory of the Kingdom of Farlan is twice as large as that of Leia, the poor creature caught in the middle. If we send troops for everything, even a hundred thousand troops will not be able to hold out.

Besides, we Franks are peace-loving by nature, and we should never solve problems that can be solved without bloodshed. "

"I'll have a drink to that." Horn raised his glass and clinked it with Cassani.

Cassani was very pleased and grinned at Horn, who was eating as deliciously as he was. Apart from anything else, this young Pope was much better than the mysterious Grandivar.

If Cassani could vote in the Pope's election, then if he were Cassani now, he would definitely vote for Horn.

"For the sake of the Holy Lord, let's not beat around the bush. I'll just be frank."

Cassani rinsed his mouth with red wine and said, “Sir Loenzo wants to cause some trouble for the Leia people. He doesn’t mind paying to see the Leia people lose face, especially that Prince Conte.

In our estimation, Qianhe Valley will definitely be divided into three parties in the future. Our think tank of the Advisory Council even gave an analysis that Qianhe Valley will split.

Prince Kongdai has the Layans behind him, and Meliati has the Norns behind him. Who do you have behind you? Black Snake Bay? They can’t even protect themselves!”

"Can't we establish an independent country? Doesn't Black Snake Bay exist?" Jeanne interrupted again.

"Hahahaha." Casani laughed. After all, this witch was born a country girl. How could she know the twists and turns behind this?

The empire's hundreds of millions of people and tens of millions of square kilometers of territory are either directly controlled by the three major kingdoms and the church, or indirectly controlled.

All forces that are out of control will be attacked by the entire empire. They will never allow any territory of the empire to secede from the empire. This is an unspoken rule.

As for Black Snake Bay's independence, that's ridiculous.

They exist only because the empire needs them, and there is even the Flesh and Blood Court standing behind the Black Snake Bay, so they do not exist independently.

“It’s not uncommon for rebels to occupy a place in the history of the empire.

Let me tell you a secret. In Longsong City, the Blue Peak Family who sits on the throne of Leia lied that they are descendants of the Three-Headed Horse Family.

But did you know that their first generation ancestor was the leader of the peasant uprising army who proclaimed himself king during the great war in the empire? Didn't he later become a distinguished imperial earl?

To be frank, the number of countries that have been able to become independent within the empire is, to be frank, zero.

I cannot deny that it may happen in the future, but I don’t think it will happen in the next 60 years that I am alive.”

"May I ask, why should we choose you instead of the Norns?" Catherine stirred the black tea in the porcelain cup with a teaspoon and smiled faintly, making it impossible to tell what she was thinking.

"We have allowed the Shenermatdi Peasant Republic in the Southern Frontier, the Governor's Company in the Zealand Islands, and our vassals and territories are all kinds of strange.

Our Fran is the most advanced, civilized, open, tolerant and relaxed kingdom in the entire empire.

Leia and Norn would never accept a small kingdom with a so-called chosen pope, but we in Farlan can. As long as you claim to be a bishop to the outside world, we don't mind you being the pope behind closed doors."

Horn listened for a long time before he asked back: "But what good will this do you?"

"Of course, we need to weaken the Leia people and take back the windmill land." Kasani raised his last finger, "Most importantly, we need your market. No matter what agreement we reach in the future, opening up markets to each other and unifying tariffs will always be the top priority."

"Your Majesty, what do you think?" Gigannon stared at Horn with burning eyes.

(End of this chapter)