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"So let me guess, in order to deal with the death of a Grand Patriarch and the vacancy left by Rodgerens, your church will probably send one or even several cardinals directly."

"Then, you, Goring Lane, the youngest cardinal in the Church of Storms in three thousand years, everyone thinks that your future is bright, and some even think that you will become the Pope."

Göring spread his hands and said:

"So? This is something everyone already knows, what are you trying to say?"

Moen looked at him with amusement and said:

“You are not actually the youngest cardinal in three thousand years. You are the youngest cardinal since the death of Richard the Lionheart, because the cardinals who were younger than you before you were simply following in their fathers’ footsteps.”

"Only you made it up here through your own hard work."

"This is a great honor, but also a great danger. Because before you, there were countless people more talented than you who did not achieve what you have."

"Are they really inferior to you? No, they just know that taking a steady and cautious approach is the safest way, because the church has long been dominated by factions and bloodlines, and such a place does not allow outsiders to move too fast."

"Since they can become immortals anyway, the waiting and sacrifices beforehand are nothing compared to their long lives. So they are willing to exchange time for something better."

At this point, Goring felt as if Moen's gaze was piercing him, which gave him an unease that things were starting to spiral out of control.

And the other party's voice continued:

“But you have gone up there. Now you must be making enemies on all sides. You only have superficial glory, after all, in such an important place as Rodgerns.”

"Although you have one of your own people, he is a useless person whom you have forcibly inserted."

"It's usable, but barely usable."

Patriarch Glenn, who was the only one of the three patriarchs without an army, instantly turned ashen-faced.

The other person's insults were very harsh, but he couldn't refute them.

Although Göring's expression remained unchanged.

But his slightly gloomy eyes also showed that Moen was not wrong at all.

What surprised him even more was that the other party actually smiled at him:

"Let me guess again. You must have clearly seen the urgent need for change as soon as you came in. It was at this time that a mysterious force assassinated Patriarch Rodgerns."

"And they even contacted you on their own initiative!"

“Cardinal Göring, you were born into an ordinary church noble family. To have reached where you are today, besides your great abilities, you must also have an almost insane courage.”

"So, you must feel that this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and you've started making hasty plans because you need to seize this opportunity to establish yourself and even gain more!"

"If I'm not mistaken."

With a smile in his eyes, Moen spoke to Goring using frost that was almost solidified:

"Have you already pledged allegiance to a cardinal with a very high seat? That's decisive. Although it's the last seat, this is something that has never happened before. After all, the other cardinals are only allied with, not subordinate to, each of them, because they are all equals."

Göring remained silent, his expression calm, but a sense of dread was churning within him.

How did I get seen through?

Moen, who had been standing, sat down confidently opposite the full-length mirror and addressed Goring:

“Rodgren previously belonged to the First Seat. Someone like you must have chosen him, after all, he is the best choice as he is closest to the Pope and the one who is most likely to lose sight of others because of this position.”

"I don't know exactly how many people your church plans to send, but the First Seat is definitely here, right? You want us to kill him?"

My answer is, of course, I'd be happy to do it. But what can you give us?

As Mohn's voice fell to the ground, Patriarch Glenn was completely stunned.

No, the roles have been reversed?!

But Göring, reflected in the full-length mirror, laughed—a very sarcastic laugh.

He looked at Moen with pity and said:

"My God, your reasoning is so brilliant that it amazes me, but you are also really too stupid, no, I should say you are too confident, so confident that you can say it so firmly even if it is full of nonsense."

Before he could continue, Moen impatiently interrupted him, saying:

"Stop performing, it's too clownish."

Göring also said impatiently:

"You're the clown, sir."

Moen sighed and looked at him with the same pity, saying:

Cardinal Göring, why do you think we came to find you?

Goring first chuckled dismissively, then slowly stood up, his eyes widening.

Moen sat opposite him and said coldly:

"Because we've been waiting for you here all this time, Your Excellency the youngest cardinal in the history of the Church of Storms."

After Moen uttered the last half of his sentence with a hint of sarcasm.

The hierarchy between the two sides has truly been reversed.

Moen has obtained the key to the holy city of Camelot.

Chapter 289 Could the crown be the same as the royal crown? (3k)

During the three days of preparation in Rodgerns, Moen and the girl did more than just plan how to assassinate a high patriarch.

Moen had thoroughly gathered intelligence on the entire church.

Although information that is too confidential to be easily collected, the composition of the church's high-ranking officials is relatively easy to obtain.

The rest was easy for Moen to figure out.

After all, for Moen, factions were something he had already mastered.

Therefore, when Moen was certain that Cardinal Göring was watching from behind the full-length mirror...

Everything was already destined.

Now it's not that he needs to cooperate with Göring, it's that Göring needs his help!

Unless he is truly willing to endure waiting indefinitely.

But if he could endure such a wait, he wouldn't be in such a hurry to rush into the College of Cardinals.

In fact, if he had been in a greater hurry, he might not even have had the chance to wait anymore.

He might have already made some irreversible preparations, to the point that he had to ensure the First Cardinal could not return!

"Well, Cardinal Göring?"

Moen's amused look was completely noticed by Goring.

His eyes twitched incessantly, and he had lost his initial composure.

This was the first time someone had so easily guessed all his thoughts.

No, it wasn't just a simple matter of being guessed; it was as if the other party was pushing us along the whole time.

Pushing it along without any contact.

But precisely because of this, he gradually calmed down.

He ultimately rose to great heights through his own efforts.

They do have that much mental fortitude.

Goring sat back down.

He accepted the shift in priorities, but he still asked:

"I admit you're absolutely right, but I'm also curious, how can you be so sure I'll follow your reasoning?"

"Whom have you placed around me?"

Learn to accept, then find the problem.

This is the Göring we know today.

He didn't think the other party would invest so much and then not make any preparations for him at all.

Therefore, he felt that the other side might have also planted some people around him to ensure the outcome in some subtle ways.

He'll definitely look into it himself when he gets back, but there's no harm in asking now.

Having already discerned his thoughts, Moen smiled and said:

"unnecessary."

"unnecessary?"

Göring frowned slightly.

I found it amusing; I'd be a fool to believe you.

Moen knew he didn't believe him, so he didn't say much, only adding:

"Because it's just a matter of replacing one person."

Moen knew that his idea and the boy's request were unlikely to be fulfilled, so he simply hoped for success, rather than striving for it.

His goal is to change the status quo of the church and the people. If he insists on pursuing success and wastes a lot of time on unnecessary things, then he is putting the cart before the horse.

So if we fail, that's fine too.

He will start cleaning right away.

From the moment he returned, everything in the church was set in stone.

This answer made the other person frown even more, but instead of asking further, he asked:

"So if I want you to help me get rid of the First Cardinal, what do you want in return? And what do you ultimately want in return?"

His situation was far worse than Moen had predicted, because his journey to the holy city of Camelot meant that his faction was not only not strengthened by his promotion, but was instead further weakened and sidelined by the others.

If he waits any longer, he might become the first cardinal in history to be a figurehead.

So once Moen became a variable, he began to act.

It wasn't that he was impatient; it was that he had no other choice.

Having invested almost his entire fortune, he was determined to ensure that the First Cardinal died out there!

Only in this way can he get a chance to catch his breath and fight back.

Moen, who had finally heard those words, smiled and said:

"Wouldn't it have been better if you had said this sooner? I hope our cooperation will be very pleasant. Rest assured, you will gain far more from working with us than you expect!"

Finally, Moen looked at him meaningfully and said:

"Perhaps you will witness a miracle you will never forget!"

Göring forced a smile:

"Hopefully."

And in that warehouse.

The time travelers all gathered around the mayor.

The tavern owner and others, who used to be closest to the mayor, were now standing silently on the periphery.

They all wore expressions of disappointment and loss.

Some people have been staring blankly at the mayor's extremely aggressive face ever since they came in.

Everyone else, including the mayor himself, simply ignored it.

Among them, one of the time travelers had already brought a small box.

That's a box used to isolate the magic-suppressing stone.