The old man looked interested when he saw the books that Sha Ke had piled on the table. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 There are many types of info books, covering a wide variety of places, many books explaining the changes of geography and maps, and many books that sort out the development and flow of empires in recent centuries, but most of them cannot escape the fact that they are related to history.

"Want to read books on this subject, and lose interest in paleontology?" the old man walked over with a smile, picked up one, flipped through a few pages, and shook his head. As a well-known professor in school, many times when he reads books related to his field of specialization, the content on them always does not make him interested in reading more pages.

Shaco sighed, smiled on her face, and jumped up from her chair: "Grandfather Dulison, there is something I want to ask. ”

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It's been a while since Lisuman returned to Manoma, but she hasn't been able to meet with the Holy Emperor as agreed, and the special frequency signals of the communication machines can't be connected there. There was no connection between her and the Holy Emperor. While the airship was still flying over Manoma, the Holy Fathers arrived in a separate conference room early to wait for her to disembark and report on the situation.

The information pictures of the report, as well as the standard rhetoric of the speech, had been prepared by her adjutant in advance, and the first meeting off the airship ended in perfunctory. The wise Fathers understood this, and all they wanted to know was Brino's first-hand truth. Don't make superfluous comments on Lisuman's attitude, the number of people at the top is not much, it can be counted, and everyone knows a lot about what kind of temperament everyone has.

"Wait until the intelligence department has consolidated and analyzed all the recent information, and then we will talk. The Holy Fathers departed under the escort of their respective conservators, "You have ten days to rest. ”

Lisuman was left alone in the room, knowing that there was no end to it, that there was an annoying follow-up, and that the Holy Fathers would probably throw it at her. When she came out, her lieutenants were all waiting outside the Holy Emperor Hall, looking nervous.

"Worry about something. "Is it true that everything I've done in the Endless Sea Ice Fields is fake?" she joked, "This report is very well done, keep up the good work." ”

"Thank you, Priestess, for the compliment. Several lieutenants behind him breathed a sigh of relief.

The second meeting took place a few days later. The events that had taken place in the Brino area had been sorted out by the intelligence services before the meeting, and a stack the thickness of a little thumb had been printed in many copies, and one copy was given to each of the people who attended the second meeting.

The long meeting table was full of people, and the Holy Fathers had all arrived, and the five priests who had been summoned had come as a matter of course. Personnel of the same rank who remained in the empire also found time to come over to participate. Everyone didn't go to turn over the neatly arranged documents, and they all knew the contents of them in advance. The role of the Conference has never been to look at that. The usefulness of a meeting, if not to reach a final conclusion and then implement it, is to overturn the pre-set conclusion and then extend it to the next meeting.

The outcome of the second meeting soon came to the second situation, not a disagreement, but nothing but mechanical presentations and templated rhetoric. Everyone is thinking about interests, and now is not the time to open up. The meeting went very fast, and the participants came in a hurry and left in a hurry. The only change is to know that from now on there is one more thing to worry about.

An hour after the second meeting, it was still in the same conference room, and the materials prepared in it had not been taken down. The turned off lights were turned on, and the shadows of several Holy Fathers reappeared, as were the five recalled priests present.

"Alright, let's move on to the third meeting. "One of the Holy Fathers spoke, even if he was an operative, but his face could tell the irreversible aging of his body. The other Holy Fathers were the same, very old, and their bodies were surrounded by death. Sitting on a chair, he looks like a half-buried tombstone.

The five priests, including Lisuman, showed helplessness, took out the materials in their hands, and began to exercise the true use of a meeting.

In the end, no one except the Father and the priests knew what it was. The meeting itself is also confidential, and only a few people should know about it.

The fourth council did not take place, and the meetings between the Father and the priests ceased to be frequent. Brino's affair seemed to have come to an end at that time, and they had been fluently revealed.

Lisuman sighed that life could finally be a little more leisurely. On a rare day of good weather in Manoma, she changed into a costume other than a rubber combat suit, and finally got closer to the appearance of an ordinary adult woman. Standing still in front of the mirror for a while, he decisively picked up his satchel and left his residence. Of course, with the strength of Lisuman, this is something that no one knows.

It's been too long since I've been away from Manoma, and Lisuman's impression of it is still a few years ago.

But when I walked down the bustling streets in my high-heeled shoes, I noticed that there was almost no change here. No new buildings, no new streets. When I retrieved the things in my memory, I found that there was not much difference between the old and the new. In addition to the pedestrians around him who have been changing like flowing water, the sound of the steam engines of countless limousines has become much sharper.

She wandered the streets for a long time, and at last she seemed tired, and walked to an open-air bar by the square. It's not rush hour now, and not many people come here to rest in the afternoon. There were only a few people sitting at dozens of tables, students, old people and couples, and a middle-aged man looking at the impurities in his clothes.

Lisuman walked over to the man and sat down, and immediately a waiter came over with a menu.

"Are you in for a treat?" Lisuman asked as he put his bag on the table, and when he took the gold-trimmed menu handed by the waiter, he squinted at the cover of the impurities in the man's hand, "It's half a month ago, and if you want to look good at what is trending now, I can introduce it to you." ”

"Limoncello, as long as it's a sailboat. Closing the menu, Lisuman said to the waiter.

The waiter in the white shirt and black jacket nodded: "Please wait a moment." Then leave lightly.

The man didn't reply for a while, and Lisuman didn't care. She then looked at the square next to her, and saw the fountain in the center of the square in the distance. Inside the fountain stands a statue of the first king of the St. Dorag Empire, on which stands a bird. Old people sitting on the eaves of the fountain read newspapers, and children who feed their pigeons with bread. The pigeon cooed, snatching the crumbs of the child's bread, and Lisuman's hearing could still hear the sound at such a distance, just as she could see the ink on the newspaper the old man was holding.

It's just that she couldn't understand why a few black crows could be mixed in among the pigeons without incident.