"Duke of Aquitaine." Crodis looked at him and said, "What is this power of resurrection? Please tell me in detail?"

The Duke of Aquitaine wiped his sweat: "Do you have to say it..."

"If you want to keep your safety, it's better to confess everything to me," said Crodis. "Even if you can make excuses with me, the two major sects of Crescent and Cross within the church will not let you go. They will definitely want to judge the dangers of this power - and whether it has blasphemed the gods. Remind you that the two of them are much more severe than me in their pursuit of blasphemy."

"Actually... this is just an alchemy potion." Duke Aquitaine said hesitantly, "It was given to me by a famous alchemist, and I don't know its principle... I just tried it and found that it was indeed effective, so I used it."

"Give me the potion."

Crodis spread his hands directly towards the Duke of Aquitaine. The Duke of Aquitaine showed an extremely reluctant expression on his face, but after some struggle, he sent his entourage to bring a box. The box was filled with turbid potion, and he took one out of it and carefully handed it to Crodis's hand.

Crodis took the potion under the sun and shook it.

"There are some subtle precipitation...it looks like an impurity of life. Is it a great masterpiece of the Organic School? This is strange. In the alchemy school, the Organic School has never achieved much."

Alfred had seen this potion, but he still deliberately asked the Duke of Aquitaine, "Hey, did you get the potion wrong? Where did this thing come from the bathing water?"

"No...this is this thing." The Duke of Aquitaine looked at Crodisius with some fear, "You try... and you will know."

Alfred waited for this sentence. But Crodis squinted his eyes and looked at the potion for a while, then poured it into his stomach.

Alfred breathed a sigh of relief, but he still pretended to extend his hand to the Duke of Aquitaine: "Give me one too."

Crodis opened his eyes.

"King of Britain, I have just warned you - don't be superstitious about this power. Are you just eager for this potion?"

"Yes, yes!" The Duke of Aquitaine echoed on the side, "If you force this potion, I will reasonably suspect that you are ill-behaved when you form an alliance!"

Of course, Alfred didn't want to touch this potion at all. The Duke of Aquitaine refused to give it, which saved him the trouble of finding a reason not to drink it on the spot. However, on the surface, he still struggled a "strong" situation and finally withdrew his hand angrily.

"Okay... the Tianfang Empire is much more reliable than any token."

For Alfred, the purpose of this trip was achieved. But for the conclusion of an alliance, the talks really began. In the following time, he and the Duke of Aquitaine discussed such as the dispatch of diplomatic envoys, the treatment that the nobles on both sides could enjoy on the opposite side, the communication plan of the Abraham Church, and a series of complicated cooperation issues. For Alfred, all of the talks were completely meaningless. But even so, he had already made a complete plan in advance, and what he said was very well-informed, making no flaws visible.

In the afternoon, Crodis left first. The two sides had lunch in Versailles' Palace together. After a short rest, they continued to negotiate in the afternoon. Before they knew it, the sky had already sunk. Since there were too many matters to discuss and it could not be completed within one day, the two sides decided to continue negotiations another day.

"By the way, I have a small problem."

Before leaving the seat, Alfred said:

"The Earl of Ile-de-France should be imprisoned by you, right? What are you going to deal with him?"

"In a while, there will be a public trial. All citizens will be sentenced to him. Of course, he will be executed immediately." The Duke of Aquitaine replied, "This is also a necessary link. If he is not executed, I cannot hold the inauguration ceremony with justification, right?"

"Can I visit him?"

"What?" The Duke of Aquitaine was a little unhappy, "What are you going to meet him?"

"After all, since I ascended the throne of England, he was the leader of the Allemany Federation. He had been fighting each other openly and secretly for so many years, and now he is going to be executed, so of course I have to go and see him."

Alfred replied.

"Wow, I understand." Duke Aquitaine suddenly realized, "The enemy has always fallen one step ahead of you. At this time, we must show off in front of him. Yes, no problem, I will let you take you there."

"If possible." Alfred looked at the Duke of Aquitaine, "I want to bring him something delicious."

"I understand, I understand." Duke Aquitaine smiled again, "The more generous you look at this time, the more enjoyable it is. He wants to let him know, 'The things you have done me over the past few years are irrelevant to me'! Right?"

"Yes." Alfred also smiled, "By the way, the Count of Ile-de-France you are locked in jail should be true, right?"

"What are you talking about?" Duke Aquitaine patted his chest, "It's like a fake one!"

So Alfred winked at the two knights around him: "The matter here has been completed. You two, go and prepare a little dessert. By the way, go back and tell the chef and ask him to prepare the midnight snack for me in advance."

The two knights understood and hurriedly retreated.

However, they did not prepare snacks. After leaving the Duke of Aquitaine's sight, they slipped into a secluded place. Seeing that there was no one around, they yelled in a low voice: "Master Ain Gael, Master Ain Gael, you can come out!"

The leaves trembled for a moment, and when the two knights came to their senses, Meli, wearing a black burqa, had already arrived behind them.

“Master Aingail, the Knight King said, ‘The thing is done’,” the two knights said. “The next step of action is, ‘Prepare the midnight snack’.”

"Is Crodisi still nearby?"

"I left in the afternoon."

"I understand. Go back to the Knight King, I'll go 'prepare the midnight snack' now."

Meli shook her robe and turned around and was about to leave.

"Wait a minute, Master Iron Gail." A knight asked secretly from behind, "Can you tell us where you are going and what you are doing now?"

Mellie glanced back:

"Didn't you say that, prepare for a midnight snack?"

"So... I'm just curious, what does 'midnight snack' mean? I have to ask Master, you to prepare it yourself? It's not interesting. I just think the Knight King is secretly planning something big..."
Chapter completed!