Chapter 32: Actors behind the scenes 3
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(POV 3rd person)
(Nine months after the start of the expedition to eliminate the dragon. January.)
Capital of the Kingdom of Capri, Denros. On the territory of the church, in one of the buildings.
In a beautiful room decorated with various works of art, an elderly man with wrinkles on his face and gray hair stood at the window, dressed in a gray mantle and a white robe with a gold cross around his neck. The man stood at the window, holding a gold glass of wine, next to the fireplace, from which at times the crackling of burning wood could be heard. The room had a calm and relaxed atmosphere.
Although, why is there a fireplace in a room where there is a lot of Nifir? (mineral-heater, chapter 20)
This old man is Neran, the chief archbishop of the Kingdom of Capri. At the moment, he is looking at the people going about their business, at the slowly falling snow and the white winter city. At the same time, the man's gray eyes are filled with pride and greatness.
This old man is Neran, the chief archbishop of the Kingdom of Capri. At the moment, he is looking at the people going about their business, at the slowly falling snow and the white winter city. At the same time, the man's gray eyes are filled with pride and greatness.
This is one of the few hobbies of Neran, he likes to look at his possessions and drink wine, he enjoys his greatness and superiority over the others, over those who work in the cold while he is warm.
*Knock-Knock*
A knock on the door broke the calm atmosphere.
Ignoring the sound, Neran answered while still looking out the window.
"Come in."
His voice was calm and not loud, but the one who was outside the door heard everything and entered. He stood in the middle of the room and bowed.
The man who entered was a man in his forties with wheat-colored hair and brown eyes, dressed in a neat mantle and robe with a gold cross around his neck, everything looked expensive and gorgeous.
"Good afternoon, Your Holiness. I came to report the news from the spies."
Without even looking at the other person, Neran replied:
"Pavel? Why are you reporting and not Cert? This is his responsibility. "
"Sir Cert has an important task today, he asked to report everything for him."
At that moment, Neran's calm expression changed, his brows furrowed, and his gray eyes glittered dangerously with gold color.
"What could be more important than reporting to me about espionage?"
Noticing changes in the atmosphere, Pavel did not change in expression and did nothing, he was already used to the change in the mood of his boss.
"Your Holiness, do not be angry. Sir Cert has gone east for one of the ingredients you need. "
After the explanation, Neran calmed down a bit, but ...
"Why wasn't I been informed about this? I did not give such an order. "
The atmosphere became heavier again.
"I don't know. As I understand it, a rare resource was discovered in the east, and after gathering the troops, Sir Cert went there, and I was given the responsibility for the report."
"Hmm. Okay. I'll deal with Cert later. Report. "
"With your permission, I will begin. First news from the Vatican. As spies report, the Pope is getting worse, but he can live another ten years. "
"Tcs. It would be better if he died already. "
As if not hearing what Neran said, Pavel continued:
"Although the Pope will be able to live for another ten years, he will weaken every day and after a few years will be unable to move."
"Great news."
"But the archbishops of the Vatican gathered a large number of alchemists and doctors to restore the pope's health. They also want to use several precious plants from the treasury to create elixirs to improve the health of the Pope."
"Damn remnants of the past, a pile of mummies that haven't died yet.."
And this is said by an old man who is 68 years old.
But all these utterances, Pavel ignored again.
"While the Pope is ill, he will be replaced by his right hand, Veiroil, and he will take responsibility for Rome and all of Italy."
Immediately, a wave of mana ran through the room and the wind rose, the whole room froze in cold silence. It was Neran's wrath that got out of hand.
"Your Holiness."
After a few seconds, it all stopped, Neran restrained his anger and raised his hand, and made a couple of swings.
"Then I'll continue. Veiroil also wanted to collect all the "Saints", to saturate with mana empty magic crystals, the spy does not know why he needs it, but all the "Saints" refused him. "
Neran had a malevolent smile on his face.
"That concludes the news from the spies in the Vatican."
"What? Why so few?"
"Due to the Pope's illness, the security has increased and the spy will have to "hide in the hay" because Veyroil is carrying out a "cleaning from rats". "
"Kx. This bastard was always careful, but if possible, he is ready to stab everyone in the back, for the sake of the Pope. Lucky that bastard didn't want to participate in the three morons' plan and put pressure on me using the dragon. "
Neran still has unpleasant memories from the plan of the three bastards, if Veiroil had taken part in the plan with his power, Neran would have already been buried alive. It's a good thing that it ended as Neran had planned.
"But is that all they got? They are almost useless, a waste of resources. "
Looking at the red wine in the glass, Neran took a sip.
Feeling the discontent emanating from his master, Pavel decided not to linger and tell the rest of the news right away.
"Other spies report that the rest of the supreme archbishops are preparing and gaining strength, and they are also collecting various treasures."
"What? Are these three bastards out of their minds? Do they think they can take power by force after the death of the Pope? ... Huh. If I found out, then the sly ass, Veyroil, found out about it. They are not such idiots as to reveal themselves so easily and, they know about three old monsters in the shadow of the Vatican. They found treasures so that they would not be afraid of these heaps of bones or ... "
At first, Neran was surprised, but after that his face instantly darkened, his eyes turned golden and a stream of mana burst from his body.
At the same time, Pavel, who heard everything that Neran said, just stood and thought about the reason for his master's anger, he was just silent and did not want to add fuel to the fire.
After a few minutes, the flow of mana began to subside and after taking a few breaths, Neran completely calmed down. Since Neran became "the chosen one," he has become accustomed to controlling his outbursts of rage, which arise spontaneously with negative emotions.
*Sigh.*
Since Neran's mood had faded, he moved away from the window and sat down in an armchair. Taking a sip from his glass, Neran began waving to Pavel, as if driving away from an annoying fly.
"You can go. I want to be in silence. "
"But, Your Holiness, there is other news."
"Everything is later. I will send a servant for you when I need you. "
"Then, with your permission, I'm leaving."
As soon as Pavel left, the room plunged into a heavy, quiet atmosphere. Neran, with a grim face, relaxed in his chair and, drinking more wine, began to reason.
"These three bastards, could they come to terms with these twelve arrogant freaks? ... Probably not. Most likely, each of them agreed with one separately, but this is not a reason not to be afraid of three monsters in the shadows. They are up to something. "
Being familiar since the days when they were magical knights, Neran understands his four enemies perfectly and they understand him too. Five supreme archbishops, a nemesis for each other, and thus form a kind of balance ruled by the Pope. But now the Pope is ill, and the balance is crumbling under the lust for power and greed. The only thing that keeps each of the five archbishops from seizing power is caution in front of the other four and three monsters in the shadow of the Vatican.
"If they managed to agree with "the Saints", it doesn't change much, but only they can protect against three piles of bones. ... Only with which of them? Eh. "
Pouring more wine into the glass, Neran looked at the fire in the fireplace, which moved smoothly, drawing his gaze.
[If my assumptions are correct, then I am left alone with no strong support. But inviting someone from the "Saints" in the open is the same as revealing your intentions. ... Eh. We'll have to wait and hope that someone from the "Saints" will come to test the ability of the knights and find talented ones to make them the "chosen one." If that doesn't happen, I'll have to come up with a different plan. ]
Looking up from the fire and noticing the snow that was slowly falling outside the window, Neran remembered something.
Exactly, I can order Liy. When I saw him and gave the assignment, he was highly motivated, he longs to become "the chosen one." Of course, it's sad that he could not catch the unicorn, that would have saved me a lot of problems. Maybe ... "(Liy is the" true name "of Meris Forza)
A wicked, cheerful smile appeared on Neran's face.
"Ho-ho-ho. Since only I and my subordinates know about the unicorn, then this can be used. You can't just kill this beast. If I relay this news to the Vatican, they will send a "Saint" to get a horn, to create a medicine, everything for the Pope. Then, when the "Saint" comes, I will try to quietly lure him over to my side, and when the battle for power takes place, I will be able to destroy all the hostile figures on the field and become the winner. This is genius!!! Ha-ha-ha. "
Loud insane laughter continued to sound in the room ... but it did not last long.
"Ph ... Kha-kha ... Damn. Pkh-kh. "
While Neran was laughing, he accidentally choked on air. After a while, clearing his throat, he began to feel better.
"Ugh. Kha ... Damn. Thus, it will not belong to die. "
*Sigh*
"Where did I stop? ... Oh, right, I was planning an ingenious plan."
Soaking his dry throat with a sip of wine, Neran continued to think.
[But I can't do it myself, I'll get attention. Then just give the order to Liy, I hope he doesn't let me down again. I will order him to enlist the support of the "Saint" for me, with his ability to establish connections it should work out. But you can't hurry up with this plan, if I hurry up, I'll just step on the shit. I need to contact Liy and discuss all the details and time.]
Neran has no doubts about Liy's loyalty, this person is so eager to become "the chosen one" that he can make a deal with the demon. While he is following Neran's order, he will reward him.
[So I will do everything. I'll think about the rest of the details of the plan later, I still have a lot of time. He-he-he ... But, I'm taking a big risk. The unicorn has already escaped. It's just a honey trap. But I'm sure it will work.]
"Wait bastards, your Lord will soon make you rot in the ground."
With a cold, evil smile, Neran looked out the window, enjoying his splendor, genius, and wine in a golden glass. And the snow outside the window continued to fall, slowly circling in the wind.
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