Chapter 604: Twelve. Conference, dance (34)

The boat leaned on the trestle, and the men who had been waiting there recognized Lansloré standing at the bow of the boat, and nodded to the companions beside him. The men like the dock loader quickly moved.
"Good day, sir."
When the party came ashore, the leader-like man nodded to Lance Luodai and greeted in a low voice. Lance Luodai also nodded in return.
"Let you wait a long time, Mr. Cornis Waldo."
Walsingham's left and right hand Waldo, a brown-haired, ordinary-looking man, whose appearance can be engulfed by the crowd once thrown on the street, matches his career that requires low-key behavior. A pair of gray-blue eyes were looking at the visitors behind Lance Luodai, and finally fixed on Roland.
(It's a group of guys very similar to Stasi.)
Being watched by impolite eyes, Roland reluctantly smiled bitterly in his heart.
Spies have many similarities. Although the training methods and technical levels are different, the most fundamental part is not much different. For example, try not to be in the limelight, and do not have a lower limit for doing things. It is also one of those who engage in anti-special work to regard everyone as a hostile spy reserve.
It’s impossible for Waldo to not know where they came from in this line of business, and they will display this kind of vigilant posture, not only to worry about whether they can have a positive effect on finding the resolution of the incident, but they are also alerting whether they will take Albion. Of political and military intelligence brought back to Charlemagne.
Especially the naval shipyard, the warship arming, and the Thames river channel all along the way-the value of this information is incalculable. Even if it has been specifically ordered to take confidential measures, such as prohibiting Roland and others from going on deck when passing through important areas. They are all arranged in a cabin on the side of Charlemagne, but still cannot guarantee 100% complete isolation of intelligence. It's reasonable to look at yourself with unfriendly eyes.
However, to be honest, he is useless.
The information obtained from Tristan is not very detailed, but Roland knows from experience and intuition that Stasi has mastered at least 60% to 70% of Albian's details.
V.e and Albion have been in contact with each other for more than ten years. In the past ten years, Stasi has not been idle, there are a lot of gold coins, and a mastery of logistics. The grasp of relevant information is naturally not bad. Plus investment in various technical equipment. Sixty to seventy percent of the mastery index is not particularly exaggerated.
Unfortunately, Waldo did not know this, and Roland would not tell him-apart from his complicated feelings about the elves, he did not want to be greeted by Secretary Walsingham to the torture room next to his bedroom." Drink tea." Explore how much pain the latest torture can bring. How long humans can persist in this pain.
Needless to say. Walsingham must do that. Excellent people are also ministers of the country, and they have a strong sense of patriotism towards the country. Such people are generally very cold and can kick off morality for the sake of national justice-just like Li Lin and Richelieu.
Roland admitted that based on the situation, position and responsibility, sometimes politicians and spies cannot be restrained with the values ​​of ordinary people, but he was always unacceptable to the overtly undisciplined and unrestricted, especially when he found that there were prejudice and discrimination. .
"Charlemagne's frog..."
The passer-by-passer, who was Walsingham's agent, muttered in a low voice. The voice is very soft, and the speaker may not even realize that his heart is slipping. But Roland heard it, and at the same time glanced at the man's eyes very similar to Waldo.
This is the reality. The hostility that has accumulated over hundreds of years cannot be easily eliminated. Even if we have to work together now, it is only a moment. Imprisoned by the past, torn by reality, and drifting with the waves of the unchangeable tide-this is humanity, and the reality facing humanity.
In front of him, Li Lin's smiling face floated in a moment, and he sighed softly. Roland followed Lance Luodai and took a step toward the streets of Lundinium.
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Walking on the streets of Lundinium, I deeply felt the changes brought to Rudes by technological progress and economic development after the industrial revolution.
After birth, I have also been to cities in many other countries including Ymir, but I have never set foot outside the route without guarding, let alone people who want to get closer in the past A civilian block with a horrified expression.
Teachers and ministers around her told her that the lowland people lived in a hotbed of filth and sin. Before the company’s municipal engineering destroyed those pits, it was filled with poverty, crime, debauchery, stupidity and plague, even though Announced the various benefits brought by municipal engineering, these mob actually still riot, it is really a group of unreasonable animals.
With the support of a strong will, leather whip, sticks, wands, compensation, and relocation certificates, the municipal project was finally carried out completely, as Li Lin said: "The people are stupid and blind, and they always think they are very correct. But in the face of tangible interests and overwhelming violent advantages, they will become very good at dealing with, after all, in addition to acceptance, what else can they do? Who cares about them?"
The transformation project of Lüdes was successfully completed. The most brilliant pearl among the human nations, the first night city appeared in front of the world. Even the believers who criticized the extravagant material life had to admit that Lüders represented the Institute of Civilization. The highest level that can be achieved is a city that can realize people's various dreams.
In contrast, Lundym is more like Rudes before the transformation.
Stopping on the stone pavement, facing the front of St. Paul’s Cathedral, the regular metal impact of the blacksmith’s shop, and the flea market like open-air shops selling various goods shipped from overseas colonies, from spices and wood to pet monkeys , Everything. Since there is no high-end configuration such as glass windows, all the goods are placed in the open air, and guests can easily pick them up to enjoy and bargain with the stall owner. In the face of a large number of rare things that Rudes rarely saw, the girls were overwhelmed.
Compared with the vibrant business activities, the street pattern is very cramped. A large number of small buildings with three or four floors are juxtaposed. The cast shadows make the street lingeringly dark during the day. A shout of "pour water!" ~ EbookFREE.me ~ garbage, excrement, and dirty water descend from the sky, and there are hills emitting odors everywhere on the road, and rats and mosquitoes fly around during the swing .
This kind of situation makes a girl goose bumps on the back of the girl, because she has always been in an excellent environment and lacks a real sense of "dirty alleys". The stowaway boat on board is not a high-end environment, but at least the crew scrub Class A, where conditions permit, will also burn fir bark to fumigate clothes and cabins. In contrast, the streets of Lundinium are big pits without any compromise.
Poor sanitation means breeding of various diseases. Once a plague breaks out, the streets will be filled with dead bodies, and the prosperity here will disappear.
But this is not her country after all, she is just an outsider, a hasty passenger carrying her own purpose. Even if she cared about this, she couldn't say anything about it, let alone she had more urgent things to face than the duties and responsibilities of other royal families.
Grunt...
The nearest people around were at a distance from themselves. The noisy background noise also blocked the unbearable abdominal noise, but the girl still couldn't help blushing, holding the belly that protested for most of the day without eating, and felt empty. Minerva could not bear a long sigh. (To be continued...)