ps1: Uh... I have been reviewing the exam recently. I don’t have much time to write, so I’m slightly watering... Cough cough... Although it’s slightly watering, this chapter is finally the main line... Should I feel relieved about this?

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Everyone looked at this side, first with surprise, then they saw clearly the two people on the side who had a conflict, and they all showed a sudden look. Caesar frowned and grabbed a person beside him: "Do you know what's going on?"

The man looked at Caesar's clothing, without any neglect in his expression: "The dispute between the direct descendants of the Orcart family and the other branches... The head and his wife died in an accident. Miss Cecilia, the only daughter of the head, studied abroad for the ruling. The members of the family tried to inherit the Ocart family's property in accordance with the law. Although everyone knew that such behavior was injustice, they also cleverly took advantage of the loopholes in the law... Besides..."

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"I dare not say..." The young nobleman shook his head with a look of fear

Caesar smiled and took out a flame crystal diamond: "Tell me everything, this is yours."

The young man swallowed a saliva, looked at Caesar, carefully pushed the crystal diamond back, and respectfully bowed: "...If you can choose, what I want is not this precious treasure, but a help for you."

A powerful man who can easily take out a priceless top fire crystal diamond will certainly not be stingy with other things, such as... an opportunity that seems to him extremely ordinary but extremely precious to ordinary people.

Caesar was stunned for a moment and then smiled, "You have a good vision, but opportunities also require strength to seize them."

"I only have one chance..." The noble young man's expression became more respectful

"You can say it, come to me later, I'll take you to see King Arthur." Caesar patted his shoulder

"If it's my master, this time the Olcart family's industrial dispute is actually the struggle between several holy places behind it. The biggest reason is that Olcart controls the third-produced crystal vein in Brittany, and the seventh-produced machinery manufacturing plant in mainland China." His enclave told the cause and effect, "So there is a lot of entanglement here, and I guess the king will have a headache..."

"No wonder the Gate of Judgment accepted Cecilia... This girl's own potential is on one hand, and the power behind it is on the other hand..." Caesar squinted his eyes and said, "Tell me again, Cecilia represents the Gate of Judgment, who are her relatives?"

"The old man with white beards in the horoscope is Miss Cecilia's eighth grandfather. It is said that he has a close relationship with Lord Casim, the Grand Priest of St. Tracia Cathedral. The middle-aged man with green hair with monocles is Miss Cecilia's sixth cousin. It is said that he has tied a thread with the timepiece tower and several other people... It is not worth mentioning to you." The young man said respectfully

"You are doing a good job in intelligence..." Caesar smiled, "I'm sorry."

"In fact, I have been respecting the intelligence officers of MI6 for a long time," he said respectfully

"You guy... want to go to MI6 and say it straight, you're just slapped around the bush, aren't you afraid I won't understand?" Caesar said with a smile, "I will fulfill my promise. I'll give you a chance, but whether it can be done depends on your own."

"If I were not capable, I wouldn't blame anyone." The young man's voice was full of confidence.

"That's good, then, what's your name?" Caesar narrowed his eyes

"Bond Family, Baron James" He raised his head and looked at Caesar with a calm look

"In this case..." Caesar took out two pieces of paper from his portable space and wrote, "I am very satisfied with your performance, so I decided to give you two opportunities. Here are two brief messages, one is a letter of recommendation to King Arthur, and the other is a personnel office that leads directly to the Palace of the Heavenly Palace of the North. You can only choose one, or take the letter to meet King Arthur directly, waiting for her to send you to MI6 for various examinations, or set off to the North immediately to participate in the rigorous interview... What should you do?"

The young man named James almost didn't even think: "Please allow me to go to the North"

"Why? The northern land is a place where a group of barbarians and orcs stay. If you go, aren't you afraid of being thrown into the pot and cooked?" said Caesar, "In your eyes, there is still human flesh in that place."

"The north is in the main city, and the civilization circle of the Temple of War is radiating to the entire grassland... The main city represents many opportunities, which cannot be compared with a MI6 intelligence officer." A fanaticism flashed in James' eyes, "I have been waiting for many years... If I miss this opportunity, I may not have such luck in my life."

"You are so confident," Caesar smiled, "But I like your eyes, only the strong are qualified to change everything. If you want to change your destiny and confirm that you have this ability, I am willing to give you this opportunity... Take this letter and set off as soon as possible - by the way, if you meet a robber in the north and shout 'Brother's handwritten letter is here' before they cut off your head, you will probably save your life, and maybe they will send you to Harrogas... The premise is that those robbers are orcs who come out to fight Qiufeng, rather than human horses wandering in the prairie."

James smiled bitterly: "I will contact the big caravans who went to Northland to run for business."

"This is best...it really doesn't work. You can go to the grassland station of the Temple of War for help." Caesar shrugged, "When you arrive at Harrogas, go straight to the Heavenly Palace and show this letter to the guards. Someone will arrange everything - because it is my handwritten letter, you will face the most stringent trial of the Personnel Department, and then it depends on your own."

"I'm grateful, I'll do it well," James bowed deeply and said in a deep voice, "I'll say goodbye next."

"Well, go back and clean up... By the way, James," Caesar puzzled, "Ask you a question... do you believe me that way? If I'm playing tricks on you, then you're sad."

"That's the question..." the young man smiled sly, "For me who has been paying attention to the situation in the mainland for many years, I will certainly hear about the speech of San Tracia... The lord and the subjects surrendered."

Caesar was stunned and then smiled: "It's too early to claim to be a subordinate now."

"Sooner or later," James Bond turned around and went to Caesar and smiled self-deprecatingly: "It seems that there are many smart people in the world."

He squinted his eyes and looked at Cecilia who was confronting his elders - in comparison, this girl is not smart

Cecilia's relatives all looked embarrassed - the reason why I chose to make things clear at this time was to make the little girl throw herself into a quarrel and dare not yell at the palace banquet. I didn't expect that this stinky girl was so irresistible, completely intensifying the conflict to the surface. However, this is also good... Although it is more troublesome, it can be done once and for all.

Cecilia's eighth uncle snorted: "Olcart's head? Humph, your identity as a head of the family is not legal without the voting of the Old Family Council. According to Article 163 of the Noble Law, your parents are not around when they die. If you don't come back to deal with the funeral within three months, you are not qualified to obtain 100% inheritance rights. Also, do you think that making a big fuss here can solve all problems? This is the sacred Patlan Jade Hall."

...These combination of punches were really reasonable and legal. As soon as the old man finished speaking, the middle-aged man next to him held his glasses and smiled: "Don't care, your eighth uncle is so tough... But Cecilia, you have also seen some things that can't be solved by yelling with passion. Isn't it okay to sit down? Why bother making trouble here?"

Two old fryers carried themselves to the commanding heights of morality and law in a few words, Cecilia was so angry that she was trembling all over, but how could a young girl be compared with the scheming and scheming of human nature? Caesar even heard other nobles teach their children a lesson: "Always put yourself in the right position. Although Alcatel's actions are morally unbearable this time, they are legal in law. Everything is very beautiful, so that others have no handle to criticize them. Look at that little girl Cecilia, she doesn't understand what angle she should stand at all. She only knows how to make a big fuss and shouts a few passionate lines. Such words can't change anything."

...I seem to have come up with a very good idea

Caesar narrowed his eyes, and a mysterious smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He walked towards Cecilia: "This is the king's banquet of the New Year, not a place to talk about private affairs, not a place to intrigue. I think you should change the way."

A trace of surprise flashed in the old man's eyes and said coldly: "This is a private matter of the Orcart family, please do not ask."

Caesar ignored him and grabbed Cecilia: "I feel helpless, wronged and troublesome? If I say I can introduce you to someone who can help you solve your problem, what do you think?"

"Thank you then." Cecilia's eyes flashed with excitement and said quickly

...The stupid girl Caesar sighed: "Then come with me. She hasn't come yet, where can we wait?"

"Your Excellency, we and Cecilia..." What else did the middle-aged man want to say? Caesar looked at him indifferently, and then his cold eyes swept across the crowd of people watching. Everyone shifted their sight under the gaze of these eyes. Caesar sneered, "Get a beggar... a bunch of waste."

The people of the Olcart family could only watch Caesar take Cecilia away, and his throat was like lead, and he could not make any sound. Caesar held the girl's hand and led her toward c.c and others. He smiled softly

Then... Artoria, on one hand, there is a helpless girl who deserves sympathy for the crisis, and on the other hand, there is a law signed by you and your ancestors... Between mercy and justice, I want to see how the so-called perfect king should be chosen

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The little episode that happened seemed to have not hurt everyone's interest. After introducing Cecilia to c.c, Caesar discovered Hannibal's sign and quietly came to him.

"You treat the girl from the Orcart family as a pawn to test King Arthur." Hannibal, who saw everything, held a glass of juice and took a sip, "When will you also use tricks?"

"Is this a means? Or do you have a good method? Using your and my authority can of course easily settle this matter. After all, it is not so much a holy place, but rather a local staff member who wants to get some credit..." Caesar held his arms with his hands and sneered, "But I have no obligation to help her for free... If you want to get something, you have to make some contribution."

"Is that?" Hannibal said calmly, "Then that Cecilia is quite pitiful."

"Many people will pity her, but no one can help her... Or do you want Hannibal to be a hero? No, you won't, because the parish priest representing the Pope Hall is your little brother, and you are embarrassed to refute his face." Caesar laughed, "You Middle-earth people only care about this and that. Because of their own many concerns, they can only watch coldly, sigh for things that are not related to themselves, and do not do anything practical - so then again, I, a person who follows the equivalent exchange and helps her achieve her goals after using her to achieve my goals, is like a real hero."

Hannibal was silent, and after a while, he smiled bitterly: "It's right...but there are not a lot of fools who are willing to stand up for the interests of strangers, but there are too few people who are willing to harm their own interests for the interests of strangers... I just said that since you have already made your own decision, I will not interfere anymore...Who made you the king of heaven?"

"That's good. I'm also worried that you are as stubborn as Artoria. It seems that there is a big reason why the Cardinals finally chose you... After all, we are not idealists, and it's not long ago." Caesar murmured, "The more I experience, I want to know if this world is absolutely correct and absolutely fair, but the facts have given me the answer again and again. The strong will always dominate everything - not the power of strength, but a brave heart... So are the ordinary weak people who are willing to fall must wait for the charity and mercy of the strong?"

"Can you think of this? I'm surprised," Hannibalchi said, "Aren't the barbarians respected by the strong?"

"That's it, but...ah, forget it, I'm meddling in other people's business," Caesar shook his head, "I won't mention this anymore, Hannibal, you can tell me what's going on with Hideyoshi?"

"What...what do I think?" Hannibal felt guilty and said to him, "Hideyoshi is a very good subordinate."

"..." Caesar turned his head and smiled softly. Hannibal was angry and acted in anger. He wanted to rush: "I told you that I am not a gay man and I will never be a boy who is surrounded by words. This will not shake my sexual orientation."

"Then I can only say good luck..." Caesar patted Hannibal on the shoulder, "...It is said that there is a mysterious altar in this world that can turn men into cute girls, or a mysterious altar that turns people into sex..."

"Really...really?" Hannibal's eyes flashed with brilliance, "It's really like this..."
Chapter completed!