The Experimental Log of the Crazy Lich

The historical and geographic information of each country is the most important historical asset and heritage of the country. It is important for the survival of the country, making and collecting maps privately and as an accomplice in counterfeiting.

This information is rare in public libraries and aristocratic libraries, namely, there are also some water items, high-precision boutiques and books are generally kept by the royal family, and it is not easy to borrow them.

I am also lazy to make trouble with myself, to get royal permission more easily, to meet directly under my real name.

Of course, I am not stupid enough to say my purpose directly, just to talk about jihadist-related matters as a representative of the Lan Alliance...

“ …… Who can tell me what's going to be like this? ”

This is a classic and magnificent conference room with a famous magic lamp on the ceiling and expensive artwork on the walls, that is to say, the attendants and waitresses who come and go, are handsome and beautiful women who are rare to see.

But it made me feel a little strange, but it's today's square table with three people sitting.

I, Prince Winston, Pope Kaloma of the Cathedral Church.

None of the three spoke, laughed, but laughed a little differently.

Winston was a laugh to watch, and Kaloma was always a friendly elder laugher.

With a smile on my heart, I curse at my mother. What is this? Why did I run into the church of the Holy See to visit San Antonio? When I came to the door, I met them in a formal conversation.

San Antório is uniting with the Church of the Holy See, and the defences they have built together are still at war with the devil, and the Pope's secret visit to San Antório is certainly justified.

Ten minutes ago, while the two brothers were talking, the waiters rushed over to tell me that they were coming, and Winston watched them say it on the spot.

So the two brothers greeted me right in front of the palace, and they just circled around a table and peered at each other.

Winston and I are a little embarrassed. After all, in a sense, we are willing to cut each other's dead enemies, but in the light, we are allies.

Eyebrows, beards, squinting eyes, old foxes, these are my first feelings for the pope.

The atmosphere was unknown and embarrassed when the troika sat and nobody spoke.

I'm afraid the Pope is not in a position to communicate with me about the front lines of the war, and leaking secrets is one thing, and embarrassment in front of opponents is the problem.

If the front line goes smoothly, there is no need for Kaloma to personally come to the front line.

I didn't say anything either. I feel like I'm in trouble for whatever I say.

The banner that I would have been wearing was to draw the strength of nations to build an elite force of international coalitions in support of tight battle zones in the context of the relative stability of the jihad situation.

This is not an ad hoc idea, of course, but a big strategy that has happened and is being pursued, and it has been prepared for several years.

The commander, who had been identified as a small state-born Patton, was carrying out a series of vices at the military academy in Bayer and had sent me a letter in the previous months, which, in addition to reporting on progress, was said to have been in good shape in the second spring.

It consists of the engine power, including the Battleship of the Dragon Knight of Bayer, the Lan Alliance, the Dead Bone Dragon, and the Battleship of Oran. These are quite expensive elite forces. The first batch of power is small and has a limited role on the front battlefield, but if used to support a small country, it is decisive.

Perhaps not yet, but its significance is very important, representing the removal of the cathedral line and the formation, for the first time, of an African Union coalition of nations.

This is only a seed, but it represents the possibility of secular international solidarity.

When the jihad ended, perhaps this would be the cornerstone of a new international order, or perhaps a joint mechanism of integration and exchange, which would greatly reduce the likelihood of a relapse into war.

Perhaps in a few decades, an institution similar to the United Nations will be born.

Of course, I won't even tell jokes about these goals that are far from the sky, I just do a little bit of math first, and it doesn't matter if it works or not.

Both Bayer and Oran nodded, even though San Antonio was not involved, but it was necessary to inform them.

It is a diplomatic conspiracy of no small magnitude and, until it succeeds, it is inappropriate for the public to know, especially the Church of the Holy See.

The birth of a new international order, naturally stepping on the bones of the old order, the establishment of kingdoms, represents the decline of divine power.

From San Antonio's point of view, I'm afraid we're both untrustworthy allies, and this boring crash could raise our own prices.

Perhaps, in his eyes, my “fortuitous“ appearance was an obstacle to San Antonio's continued closeness to the Church of the Holy See, and he did not hesitate to open it, except that my arrival could not be concealed at all, perhaps to confess his frankness to the Church of the Holy See.

Too much suspicion, wandering around in my head, actually makes no sense.

Wang to Wang, it doesn't necessarily mean honesty and straightforward, and it's embarrassing to say something.

The more condensed the air in the conference room, you look at me, I look at you, boring diplomatic language can be said, but by the time we get to this point, playing this game is a bit insulting to intelligence.

Eventually, after sitting for half an hour, drinking tea, you laughed and I laughed. I didn't say anything, I was bored.

Of course, everyone knows that real deals and agents, probably start this evening.

Finally, I made it to dinner, and before the diplomatic banquet, I made a direct request for access to the geographic information, and Winston said yes on the spot with pleasure.

And soon, I knew, unlike me alone, that Kaloma had brought four cardinal bishops, two jihadist knights, a luxurious array of angel squadrons, arguably leaning out of the nest.

It seems that the front line is so tight that even the Pope and the Cardinal herself are planning to find the place.

“Looks like some of them are grinding... ”