The Sun King's Evidence

As a favorite of Ugor and Lane, Beria didn't quite understand why Lane suddenly asked him to go to Marienburg to ask the Empress Katalin to come out at this time. On the way, he and General Meretskov After discussing for a long time, no result was reached.

If a strong Saint is needed, then there is no shortage of strong Saints under Ryan's command. Furthermore, due to Ryan's relationship with Archduke Schultz and Katalin, he has already served as the "Magic Advisor" and "Guardian" of Marienburg. In the case of accepting the commission semi-publicly, all you need is a bag of gold coins that is heavy enough to invite Katalin.

If Katalin's power is needed... what is left under the Tsarina's command? A small court composed of a dozen people? Only the Romanov Guards of 300 people were left? Or is it the Ice Witch Coven that has fallen apart and lost its strength?

So what is needed is Katalin’s magical knowledge and internal affairs abilities?

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Beria couldn't figure it out after thinking for a long time. The Ugor people were full of questions. On the way to Marienburg, the always gloomy Ash Legion Chief Political Commissar, Sir Brittania, Kingdom Knight and First-Class Grandmaster The owner of the Cross and General Meretskov discussed this question: "Why do you think His Majesty asked me to find Katalin?"

"Your Majesty Katalin, your Majesty, Lavrenti, even though we are now citizens of Britannia, we still have to call her your Majesty." General Meretskov actually didn't want to take this task at all. This guy spent more than ten years in Cheka prison. The high-spirited and ambitious young general in the past is now a middle-aged general who is submissive and does not like to speak out. After he came to Britannia He is really satisfied with his current peaceful life. Apart from routine military training and missions, he is basically a homebody. After finding a local aristocratic lady as his wife, General Meretskov's greatest pleasure is to stay at home. Reading, cooking, and war games.

Hearing Beria calling Katalin by her name, Meretskov's face immediately darkened. He muttered: "You will kill us, Lavrenti, I'm serious, don't do this, okay?" , or you can go by yourself?"

"Oh, Kirill, what I want to say is that if we fail to complete His Majesty's mission, this will really kill us." Beria said rudely, and the Ugor people's attitude was very rude. : "We must think together, you can't escape, and I can't escape either."

"The most important thing is to understand His Majesty's intentions and what His Majesty wants to do." General Meretskov shook his head: "Most of the time His Majesty and I only meet at regular meetings and celebrations. I said two words to him, but unlike you, Lavrenti, you can just ask the Old Guard to report to him anytime you want to see him, and you actually asked me?"

"Sometimes, outsiders can see everything more clearly. Kirill, tell me what you think." Beria shook his head, and the Ugor man looked at the slightly fat Lancer General with evil intentions: "It doesn't matter. Say whatever you want and I won’t blame you.”

General Meretskov shrank his neck. He suddenly felt that it was not a good idea to come out this time. He opened his mouth: "Then I will say it, Lavrenti, I just said it casually, and it was your request. What I said is that you must promise me that if anything happens in the future, you will never implicate me, and you cannot say that it was me who said it."

"Pfft~" Belia laughed on the spot: "Do you still think you are in Kislev, Kirill?"

"I didn't say that." Meretskov shuddered and said quickly.

"That's enough. If I were still Cheka, your words would be enough to cuff you." Beria said impatiently: "Don't think I don't know what you want to say! Okay, tell me now. This is Britannia, and I have no right to cuff you."

"Um, I mean, Lavrenti, do you think His Majesty has been more interested in the ice witch recently?" Meretskov finally spoke, he said casually.

"Oh?" Beria's eyes flashed, and the Ugor man nodded silently and said no more words.

A few days later, this team of winged cavalry arrived at Marienburg. After presenting the king's documents, Beria and others were allowed to enter the city.

However, Beria soon learned that Katalin was not in Marienburg. She had gone out with someone for something and would not be back until tomorrow.

what to do? They could only wait for her to come back first. Beria and others settled in Marienburg. He was not idle. He had a seafood dinner at the Swordfish Hotel at noon, and then went to the Mannann Temple to throw some A silver coin means that I, Beria, am also a believer of Mannann. Then this guy came to the flea and talent market in Marienburg, wanting to see if there were any good goods to buy back.

Although the situation in the Old World has become more and more critical in recent years, as long as it does not come to Marienburg, it will be good. Merchants rely on taking in refugees from the Old World, procuring logistics and military supplies for the Old World army, and buying and selling food at low prices. They made huge amounts of gold one after another, and each chamber of commerce made a lot of money and became extremely rich. The cheap laborers were willing to work as long as they could earn a basic living wage, and they were also willing to extend their working hours to 14 hours a day. -16 hours, which really surprised the big merchants.

Archduke Schulz couldn't stand it but couldn't stop it, so he issued a series of decrees to restrict the merchants in Marienburg, which also caused complaints from the merchants.

"If the union can legally launch a strike, then all chambers of commerce will die!"

"Pay Mrs. Keesler a daily salary of three copper coins? Why don't you let me close the dock warehouse!"

“While it’s true that frequent accidents are bad, asking for compensation for work-related injuries to stevedores is simply killing the survival of my Marienburg freight business!”

"Can't we fire an employee just because he sought arbitration from the Ocean Church and the Goddess of Justice Church? How will we do business in the future?"

“Abolition of child labor is dragging down our economy in Marienburg and depriving us of our advantageous position.”

"What? Is this an order from the Lady of the Lake Church? That's okay, we will do it. Mannann and the Lady of the Lake are best friends!"

Under the extremely prosperous economy, the vast majority of workers can only receive a basic wage that is enough to maintain the minimum standard of living, and they dare not speak out, otherwise there will always be someone willing to take over their jobs. The minimum wage promulgated by Schultz Standards and guarantees only allow these poor refugees to sleep without hanging on ropes at night.

Beria has a deeper understanding of all this. These big trench merchants are really extremely arrogant and have no scruples. The only thing they fear is the troops in the hands of His Majesty Schultz, Karl Franz and Lane, those sharp It's just an extremely fast, accurate and ruthless knife, that's all they're afraid of.

The job market is a mess. Refugees from various empires, southern kingdoms, and border princes are crowded together, receiving relief porridge, sleeping in corners and next to smelly ditches, begging for a job everywhere, but the largest number of them are gay. Mrs. Sler.

In contrast, Beria's group of well-dressed and armed hussars attracted the attention of Kislev's compatriots. They cried and begged for shelter, or begged, and some kept silent and used cold eyes. Looking at them, most of them looked envious.

"Save me, hussar warrior, messenger of the bear god Esun, save me." A Kislev woman shouted: "Lord Beria, I know it is you, I have seen you in Kislev You, when you were choosing a girl, I was standing next to Khorkina! In the end, you chose her instead of me! "

Beria stopped. At this time, even the most hard-hearted Ugor people felt a little uncomfortable. He sighed. Khorkina is now a female courtier and legal lover in his manor, and has been given to him. She gave birth to a son and a daughter, and lived a good life. She usually enjoyed learning cooking, practicing foil fencing, and painting.

This woman’s name is Jiana, who is only in her twenties this year. When she saw Beria, she was so excited that she became incoherent. Her words were confused and disorganized, and she was crying while speaking, but Beria still understood. What is she saying.

After the demise of Kislev, Jana's family came to the empire to make a living. Her family was originally in a good situation, and could be considered a family between small landowners and rich farmers. However, after the escape, the land was naturally gone, and the family's life went from bad to worse. Na's father is somewhat educated, and is now responsible for teaching arithmetic and literacy in the Chamber of Commerce in Marienburg. The profiteers have kept the monthly salary very low, only two silver coins. This money is not enough to support the family. A middle-aged man in his forties or fifties Young people can only work one more job - helping people write letters at the post office to make a living. All four members of the family are working but they can still barely maintain the minimum standard.

In the Musilon Military Factory, the monthly salary of the lowest-level worker is 10 silver coins, and the monthly salary of senior technicians is 15-20. It is calculated separately after passing the dwarf assessment and being upgraded to an engineer. 100 copper coins = 1 silver coin = 0.1 gold coin. According to the prices in the old world, A family of five needs at least 4 gold coins a year to maintain food and clothing.

"I only have one set of clothes, Lord Beria." The woman said sadly: "This is the only set of clothes that I can wear to meet people. Fortunately, I don't need to wear clothes most of the time when I work."

Beria: “…………”

Beria once thought that his conscience had been thrown to the horizon and the sea by himself, but no matter what, this conscience still existed in this world. The Ugor man took a silver coin and a handful of copper coins from his body and gave them to Jiana. He asked her to be more optimistic and work hard, but he didn't know what to say. Before leaving, he heard the woman's plea: "Take our family away, warriors of Esun, save me! Save Kislev!"

"Marinburg is simply hell. You can go anywhere. I heard that the Kingdom of Knights is very powerful now? Very rich? Lord Beria, please save us!"

The hussars could not save these compatriots from the fire, so they had no choice but to grit their teeth and leave.

Beria then visited the flea market in Marienburg. In the market, you can see all kinds of goods from the old world. The admission fee is only two copper coins. Marienburg official and Ocean Church provides guarantees and fair trade guarantees, while taking a 5% commission.

Sure enough, at the flea market, many veterans wearing Kislev military uniforms were setting up stalls. Most of them were only in their forties or fifties.

"The Gold Star Medal, sold cheaply for twenty copper coins."

"Troll Nation Battle Medal, fifteen copper coins, Bear Banner Medal, one silver coin for one price."

"Everyone, come and take a look. The Red Tsar Boris's Medal of Honor only costs twelve silver coins!"

"The Victory Medal of Kislev, First Class, worth three gold marks."

Beria picked up a shining golden medal from the stall: "Are you selling this too?"

The Order of Esun, with the blessing of the bear god Esun, was once the symbol of Kislev's highest honor and was engraved with "Awarded to Sedov Nilgai Skrepnik".

"Thirty gold marks, one price, gold crowns are the best." The veteran Kislev, who was sitting behind the seat with gray hair on his temples, looked up. His face instantly turned pale, and then angry: "Baby Leah, it’s you! Get out of here, I won’t sell it to you, wear the Breton medal and get out of here!”

"Thirty-three gold crowns." Beria said calmly.

"No..." The veteran, former hero of Kislev swallowed hard.

"Thirty-four gold crowns." Beria clapped his hands, and the attendant had already taken out a small bag of gold coins.

"You can't... you can't do this." The veteran looked at a whole bag of yellow and heavy gold coins, his eyes widened.

As long as he has this money, he can let his family live in a clean and tidy house and live a good life. As long as he has this money, his wife no longer has to make a living as a tailor, and his three children If you have a child, you don’t have to work during the day and deliver letters and newspapers at night. As long as you have this money...

"Thirty-six." Beria took out two gold crowns from his arms and put them into the bag. It made a crisp sound, which was the moving sound of the collision of enough gold: "Final offer."

"...Deal." The veteran's eyes instantly darkened. He shrugged his head and reached out to pick up the Esun Medal. His scarred fingers brushed against the still shining golden bear emblem, and he stroked it carefully. Just like the last parting touch between lovers, after caressing it back and forth reluctantly two or three times, it was finally delivered to Beria's hand.

Beria smiled.

He was absolutely sure that he would invite the Tsarina to Britannia.

The next day, after hearing that the Tsarina was back, Beria and Meretskov went to the manor outside the city. When they arrived at the gate of the manor, Beria thought for a while and decided to face the king's etiquette and the lowliness of his ministers. gesture, hand over the formal document, and let the Romanov Guards go in to report.

Meretskov was satisfied with Beria's behavior: "After all, she is the Tsarina."

Beria nodded and sneered: "She is the Czarina after all."

"I'm the Czarina of the Hammer? How come I don't know it myself?" A cold voice approached from afar, and Katalin appeared. Her face was cold, but there was also a hint of paleness and anger: "Beria, it's you, What are you here for, are you here to laugh at me?"

"No, on the contrary, I am here to invite you." Beria hesitated for a moment, then bowed and said, "It is an honor to be welcomed by His Majesty."

"...Go in and talk." Katalin looked at Beria intently and nodded slowly. The tsarina had a complicated expression.

The situation has changed and Kislev has died. Only after she came to Marienburg in the past few years did she see with her own eyes how farmers make a living. They work at sunrise and rest at sunset every day, except for the winter slack. He kept spinning, and even when he was free, he had to go to the city to do odd jobs so that he could have some surplus food and money during the New Year. Even Reikland, which has always been famous for its wealth, was like this, let alone Mrs. Keesler, the princess of Marienburg. She saw with her own eyes the living conditions of the refugees in Slov, and she could no longer convince herself that "the reason they don't have enough to eat is because they are not diligent enough and don't work hard enough."

As the female tsar of Kislev, she was powerless. She had no face to face her ancestors, no face to face her father, the Red Tsar Boris, who fought for the country all his life until his death, and she even had no face to face her people, even if Her people don't entirely blame her.

This pain finally made her wake up. She knew what big mistakes she had made and what she had ignored. In the past few years, she had regretted all the time, regretted her decision, and regretted everything she had caused.

She stepped into the countryside of Reikland for the first time and truly understood something.

The Medal of Esun worn by Beria on her chest stung Katalin's soul. The medal reminded her in the cruelest way that what was once the highest symbol of honor has become a commodity that has been trampled on, and it has become a commodity that Beria and The playthings and collectibles of those big merchants.

"Sun King Ryan Malcador asked you to come, what's the matter?"

"His Majesty would like to invite you to Britannia as a guest."

"Invite me? What to do?"

"Do……"

A calm smile flashed across Beria's face. He smiled very strangely and sinisterly.

"His Majesty the Sun King can rebuild your father's kingdom."

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