I Created an Ancient Salvation Organization

After Elizabeth returned to the White House, her thoughts gradually calmed down. She recalled what happened to her today, and decided to send someone to observe the situation in the palace and make emergency plans.

Although she found Otto I lying on the ground, she vaguely saw that his chest was still up and down, but what happened next is completely unknown.

Elizabeth had prepared for the worst.

If the situation really slipped, she would tell Prince Ruterbird the truth.

The latter was regent for two years, and the people were full of rumors, and Bismarck, the iron-blooded prime minister of the Prussian kingdom to the north, was eyeing him.

If King Otto I died during his regency, it would belong to the yellow mud falling in the crotch, not shit or shit.

In that case, the troubled Prince Ruterbird, no one knows what he will do in order to temporarily maintain his own interests.

If he wanted Elizabeth to resist the crime, as the actual ruler of the kingdom of Bavaria, there was absolutely no room for resistance by the latter's personal strength alone.

At that time, it is necessary to pray that the mysterious person is enough to be trustworthy.

The word "safety" she said before did not just refer to monsters-attacks.

It was not until dawn the next day that the private forces deployed in Munihe reported that the palace was operating as usual without any abnormality.

Elizabeth was very stunned. She didn't understand what means the mysterious person had used to make the surviving parties seem like nothing happened.

But before she could think about it, the summons of Prince Regent Rootbird came.

Since the rubbed hands had not recovered, Elizabeth had to go with gloves.

As she expected, the whole meeting was very harmonious. The Prince Regent didn't mention the meeting with Otto I, and he even presented his own collection of red wine when he parted.

When she saw the confidant holding the wine outside the hall, Elizabeth could not help but breathe a sigh of relief.

This time, the two of them didn't seem to say anything substantive, they just chatted like ordinary people, and told some interesting things about hunting.

But in fact, such a solemn summons did not say anything, and already conveyed a lot of things.

As a foreign high-level executive, Elizabeth should indeed meet with Otto I when she came to Bavaria, otherwise it would be unreasonable in etiquette. But the former actually stayed from noon to evening, which is a problem.

The old fox, the Prince Regent, expressed his opinions without a trace, and even gave some invisible warnings.

Fortunately, he still maintained the final bottom line for Otto I. Although he was fortified in layers and in secret, he never put his hands deep into the palace.

Otherwise, he would probably know what happened in the palace yesterday.

This guy is to Bavaria what Sima Yi is to Cao Wei.

Although he did not usurp the throne, his son became Ludwig III, and "running with a bucket" after the First World War, which is extremely embarrassing.

Although Elizabeth was warned invisibly, it was still the best outcome, so she returned to the White House with a little excitement.

As soon as she relaxes and sits on the bed, the exhaustion that is always tense in the dangerous environment, and the sleepiness that has endured all night, immediately emerge.

Elizabeth slept until noon the next day. She had just eaten and wiped the corners of her mouth. The subordinates who had been assigned to look for Tang You came to report the short-term results.

But what he didn't expect was...

"You don't have to look anymore." Elizabeth whispered.

The subordinates were very at a loss, but they understood the sense of proportion and did not ask why, but just stood there and waited for new instructions.

Taking a sip of the tea that has the effect of digestion and refreshment, Elizabeth's red lips slightly opened: "I have a new task for you, first of all you need to contact

The princess is in action, and Tang You is not idle.

He sifted the city of Mooney again today, but only caught two or three big cats and kittens, but this did not mean that there were no otherworldly monsters here.

The perception of the spirit-level deity can't go wrong, and he can't find it now, just because the strength is not enough, the perception is not strong enough, and the monster is hidden deep.

Back at the hotel, Tang You took out all the supernatural substances he had collected and found that he could build a minaret on the ground.

"not enough."

He shook his head.

Tang You's backtracking of time and space is not only to eliminate monsters, but also to "cheat" by relying on time.

In today's era, leaving "internal response" and adding "external cooperation" at that time will be able to open a passage in the black world in advance and save the people who have been swallowed.

Not to mention that due to environmental restrictions, he can be upgraded to level 2 at most, how difficult it is to create a means of breaking the game with this strength, and the consumption of extraordinary substances is also a big problem.

"Although the monster this time is not strong, it is very cunning and very difficult to deal with." Tang You secretly said in his heart.

Using his spirit and soul, he silently marked the black crow, who was the eyeliner of the monster behind the scenes, with a tracking mark.

However, by virtue of being cautious, he did not let the black crow return to his lair, but went to the vicinity of Mooney's Palace to test.

Tang You's idea of ​​catching big fish with a long line collapsed.

According to the information perceived by the retrospective time and space, if the behind-the-scenes existence is slaughtered, it should be able to gather extraordinary materials, and if half of it does not fall, then there is still the remainder.

Whether it is to maintain the 19th century timeline, or to save the people of later generations, those monsters must die!

After putting the transcendent substance back into his pocket, Tang You looked at the weather outside, and seeing that there was still some time today, he went out to run errands again.

Before coming to the nineteenth century, he had guided Lyon, and now he wants to locate the location of the place on the current timeline, so that he can stay behind in the future.

Tang You pushed open the hotel door, but saw a group of people standing on the street talking.

What happened again?

He walked into the gap between the crowd and found a strange "carriage" passing by on the road. A man with a pot belly was sitting on it. Even if the fat was trembling, he greeted the crowd with a smile.

The reason why everyone talks to each other is because this "carriage" has no horses!

It adopts the frame of a four-wheeled carriage, but on the platform at the upper end of the steering wheel, this square box is placed, and the bottom of the entire car body is full of complex mechanical structures.

No coal inlet, no big chimney, this is a "car" powered by an internal combustion engine.

Tang You suddenly felt a little emotional. At this moment, he realized the "progress of the times" that has been a foregone conclusion in history.

From 1885, when Hans Karl Benz invented the world's first car, to now in 1889, only four years later, the car has been no different from the later generations.

While it's still a wagon shape, it's just a matter of indifference, and the shell can be replaced at any time.

・・・・For flowers・・・

The real core of the chassis, steering wheel, steering structure, front engine, and later generations of ordinary family cars have been basically the same.

Now, the car is still regarded as a rare object, whether it is its unpleasant noise or the vibration caused by the eccentric vibration of the engine center shaft, the wealthy people are reluctant to use it.

The ruling class like the Prince Regent and Princess Elizabeth are still riding in carriages.

Looking at the businessmen who were parading in the street advertising, Tang You smiled silently, pulled out of the crowd, slightly pulled the front brim of his hat, and walked towards his goal.

"Finish the affairs here first, and go to see if the 'trading item' is ready in a few days.""

Living room in the White House.

Elizabeth's confidant, who was holding a document at the moment, looked at it and said:

"His Royal Highness, the specific conditions of this cooperation have basically been negotiated. The Prince Regent is willing to exchange a piece of land in Philippine for your statement."

Elizabeth looked at her hands. Thanks to the good treatment, they had returned to their fair and delicate appearance, and she finally no longer had to hide and tuck her hands.

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Hearing the report of the confidant, she frowned slightly: "What's the use of us wanting a barren and backward land?

"No, Your Royal Highness, this is a very favorable condition." The confidant corrected:

"Although that piece of land is not big, it is rich in minerals. Even if we don't have overseas troops to maintain it, it can bring endless wealth under the name of another country.

The Prince Regent is willing to come up with a piece of land, and his sincerity is absolutely sufficient.

You must know that as a rising star of the industrial revolution, there are not many colonies in the entire Hans Federation, and even fewer high-quality ones.

Had it not been so, the later Kaiser would not have launched the First World War to try to re-divide colonial interests.

Elizabeth nodded, but now, she is not so concerned about these contents, because there are other things that make her mind.

The confidant saw her thoughts, hesitated for a moment, but still tried to say: "His Royal Highness, who... can't be contacted?"

Elizabeth glanced at him, didn't say anything, just took a cup of tea and took a sip of tea, the corners of her white and delicate eyes were vaguely anxious and depressed.

It was enough that she didn't know before, but now she has learned that there is a more peculiar side in the world, how could she not be curious at all, not to mention that her eyes seem to have undergone a miraculous change.

A...

Elizabeth thought of the mysterious man with a sense of frustration that she couldn't help.

The deal was clearly set, but since that night, the latter never appeared again, and he didn't even ask someone to ask him how his intelligence was being collected.

Sometimes, she even suspected that the person was just responding casually, but he didn't care at all, or that he was just fooling himself as a three-year-old child.

Ugh……

For the first time, Elizabeth felt that her identity was so useless.

In a depressed mood, after paying attention to the progress of the relief work, she hastily ended the discussion and returned to the bedroom alone to prepare for a rest.

But Elizabeth was startled as soon as she opened the door.

I saw a man dressed in ordinary clothes, quietly sitting on the viewing chair by the window, with his back to himself, slowly swaying like a swing...

and.