[West Fantasy] The noble lady who was divorced became rich

"I didn't expect Midaline from Solins to be quite talkative." Abigail couldn't help sighing on the way back after Mariana and Midaline finished talking: "In this way, you inherit Breeze Tania's title is also a sure thing."

"Don't talk too soon, my dear Abigail." Unexpectedly, Mariana did not show the enthusiasm she should have for her alliance with Midaline. After parting, the smile dissipated and said: "The verbal agreement can be revoked at any time, even if someone wants to take advantage of it in the future, they will not find evidence."

After all, Mariana looked back at Abigail and reminded her not to be so naive: "An alliance based on interests must be determined according to the situation. Especially an ally like Midaline who has many choices, absolutely not Put all your eggs in one basket."

"But why did Midaline betray you?" Abigail was puzzled by this: "She has no other allies in the Grand Duchy of Aquique."

"Who says she has no allies? If Henry wants to join forces with her to take Britannia, then Midaline may not sell me." Mariana still looked very suspicious: "After all, Henry and her With a bonded couple's interests, even if they haven't consummated their marriage, it's just a matter of one night."

"If Henry is willing to offer the same conditions as me, plus the status of a Duchess of Brittania, then Midaline will definitely stand by his side." Mariana snorted coldly: "Besides, if Henry has If a clever cousin gives him some advice, then the advantages I have will be disintegrated in an instant."

"Then what should we do?" Abigail was extremely agitated by Mariana's words: "If Henry really works with Richard of Solins, then they can force the Duchess of Brittany to sign A series of documents against you."

"Calm down, Abigail. Why do you think Richard wanted to test the pope's tone? If he could coerce my aunt into signing documents against me, he wouldn't think about how to deal with him before the other party died. I get married or kick me out of the position of the first heir." Mariana can see farther than Abigail: "When a person is about to die, even if Richard has all the skills in the world, he can't threaten a few Good luck, and we have a rather useful helper."

"Who?"

"The Pope and his sweetheart." Mariana closed the door after returning to the room, picked up the quill pen and was about to write a letter of request to someone.

Seeing this, Abigail quickly took out Mariana's seal from her safe.

"No seal, this kind of letter can't leave something to prove identity." Mariana gently shook off the excess ink, and drew a complicated symbol at the beginning of the letter: "The reason why Mother doesn't want Henry to inherit Britta Niah, just to provide a layer of insurance for the Grand Duchy of Aquique."

"What do you mean?"

"It means that the Duchy of Britannia and the Grand Duchy of Aquiquie cannot be inherited by one person." Mariana stopped writing and said each word: "Otherwise, why do you think my grandparents didn't give birth to a son? The Principality of Britannia had the military power to challenge Solins decades ago, and the Grand Duchy of Aquique was the wealthiest country in the south. Once the two are merged into one, the balance of the four kings in the south will be even greater. It will be broken. To make matters worse, Brittania and the Grand Duchy of Aquiquie are stuck in the middle of the continent, so the northern side will also have a foot in it."

Speaking of this, Marianne pressed and pressed Abigail's lips with her index finger, and then moved along the lip slit to the center of the little witch's forehead.

"Don't trust other people's promises easily at any time."

Mariana said earnestly: "Especially when the other party is easy to talk to."

Abigail froze on the spot for a few seconds, until Mariana had finished writing the letter, before she turned around and said, "Is this letter addressed to the Pope?"

"The Pope's mother arranges everything." Mariana dripped sealant on the mouth of the envelope, but it was not accompanied by the seal of the Grand Duchy of Aquique.

"Give this to Lucius, and let him send it to Odin's little emperor through the internal network of the temple."

"Wait, who are you going to send this letter to?" Abigail thought she had misheard: "Odin's little emperor? Are you kidding?"

"I never joke about business matters." Mariana resisted the urge to roll her eyes: "I know what you're thinking. But Odin's little emperor should help me with this matter."

"why?"

"It's too troublesome to explain. Anyway, he will support me to become the Duchess of Britannia." Mariana tried her best to recall every word Midaline had said to her, thinking that if the other party tore up the agreement first, Whether she can catch Henry and Midalene before Richard makes a move.

"Maybe I should raise Baixue." Mariana stared at Abigail's back, and the figures of the doctor and Baixue appeared in her mind.

…………… I am the dividing line……………

Central Power, the Papal States.

This is a city that wants to completely replicate the ruins of the temple in the Far North.

Up to the spire of the bell tower and down to the lowest stone steps, they are all monotonous to boring white.

And in the pure white that was about to melt into the air, only the red uniforms of the clergy broke the visual monopoly.Like the blood flowing in the body of a god, it conveys the energy to maintain prosperity for the religious authority.

"Ah um..."

In a room filled with lust, a strong male body rolled down from a snake-like woman. After taking a few deep breaths, he hugged the object of the ups and downs just now, and whispered in the latter's ear. Bian said softly, "You should go."

The man curled the other's hair that was hanging on his chest, and then clipped a check to the woman's right ear.

"You are really a heartless man who turns his face and refuses to recognize anyone when he gets out of bed." Although the woman complained, she got up and dressed very obediently, then carefully put the check in her handbag, and rushed to the bed on the bed before leaving the room. The man blew a kiss: "I hope to spend a good night with you in the future."

"Go!" The man responded softly, and after the woman left, the attendant who had been guarding the door threw in a light gray robe, signaling the man to restrain himself.

"His Majesty the Pope will receive you at night." Compared with the man on the bed, the attendant was a decent man with his collar reaching his chin.

However, such a decent person had to clean up the endless mess for the man in front of him after entering the Papal Kingdom.

"Don't always put on a dead face! Dear Father Xavier." Although the man on the bed was wearing a gray robe, most of his chest was exposed.

He's like a carnival god descending from a mural, tumbling on the soft fabric with a depraved sound.

Father Xavier, who was teased by the man, believed the rumor that "the Pope's lover is a succubus" for a moment.

Although no one knew who gave birth to the two illegitimate children of the Pope, but looking at their appearance, many people suspected that the Pope had married a human-like species.However, this accusation lost credibility after the pope's illegitimate son Dansil entered the Matar page boy training camp.

As for the pope's illegitimate daughter...

Bishop Xavier thought of the beautiful girl dressed like a saint, and tried not to show contempt in front of Danhill.

Does the pope really want his illegitimate daughter to serve the gods?

I don't know if the enshrined god king and King Cantero, who is engaged to the pope's illegitimate daughter, will spit out in disgust.

"Your expression reminds me of those nasty bastards." Denhill bent one leg, letting his long, flowing black hair slide over his pale, bloodless skin.

Denhill's steel-blue eyes were squinted, and the upturned neck reminded Father Xavier of a dying swan.

"When that savage from Cantero saw me for the first time, he also showed an expression similar to yours now." Denhill licked his lips, wanting to stab the knife into Father Xavier's throat.

"I know what you're thinking, dear Father Xavier." Danhill got up from the bed, put on his clothes, patted Father Xavier on the shoulder before going out, and almost whispered into the other's ear: "serve Being a bastard is never a happy thing."

Father Xavier's Adam's apple rolled slightly, and he put on a submissive look with downcast eyes: "You are too worried, I will be loyal to all decisions made by the Pope."

"Is it just to be loyal to all the decisions of the Pope?" Danhill scratched Father Xavier's right cheek and said casually: "When my father handed over the portrait of the entourage, I caught your eye."

Father Xavier boldly met Denhill's eyes, trying to read something from the other's face.

However, Danhill, who had lived in the Papal State since he was a child, was not something that Father Xavier, who had just entered the Papal State, could see through.

"We are all the sluts they look down on." Dan Hill's voice revealed the irresistible temptation of Father Xavier.

"Don't you want to stand on a high place and admire the humiliating eyes of those people like me?"

At this moment, Father Xavier could only hear the sparrows outside the window and the fountain in the garden.

"Your Excellency, I will follow your wishes." When Dan Hill and him staggered, Father Xavier finally spoke: "It's just that the path to stand on a high place is not on the bed of G-wife."

"It's not here." Denhill looked back at the messy bed sheets, with deep disgust in his eyes: "But I have to find a bride for my future."

Danhill remembered that Seis of Cantero personally smashed the engagement ring returned by Mariana after he made an alliance with the Pope, and suddenly became very interested in this "Miss Abandoned" who was about to inherit the Principality of Britannia.

"A bride from the Grand Duchy of Aquique."