After a few changes, I just built a steel bar structure and a large linoleum roof.

On the only railway that has just been repaired, a special train is already spitting out hot steam. Thick white steam wraps the huge steamer's head, and the short special train is like a giant beast, crawling on the shiny railway tracks.

There are two fronts and rear vehicles, and there are only three cars in the middle.

In the first carriage, there were nearly a hundred fully armed soldiers; the second carriage was a luxurious carriage; the third carriage was separated by small single rooms, with more than 20 court knights standing outside the carriage, watching the carriage Marge quickly drove into the station.

The car door was opened, and a Hydra Secret Guard stood at the door and nodded to Marg: "Mr. Marg, please get off the train. Your special train is ready..."

Margo tidied up the palace dress on his body and slowly walked off the carriage.

He stood at the door of the car, reached out his hand, and gently bounced the dust on Hydra's secret sweatshirt collar: "Call me Your Highness, otherwise I will be unhappy."

The Hydra Secret Guards who were in charge of escorting Margo didn't say anything, but just stared at him coldly.

"Very good, you are all smart people, you are all loyal to the royal family. I am just a bad guy who has been deprived of everything. Poor, I am already satisfied with calling me sir."

Margo sighed, raised his hands, shook his head, and turned around toward the special train car in the middle.

Several Hydra Secret Guards followed Margo closely, as if they hadn't heard his complaints just now.

The train that had been prepared was already ready. After Mag walked into the carriage, a palace knight closed the car door heavily, and the fronts of the two steam locomotives in front and back made a loud roar.

The whistle sounded so loudly that the huge steel wheel rubbed against the rails, splashing a tiny spark. The special train made a huge roar, and rushed out of the station with a 'bang sneer' and gradually accelerated along the railway to the south.

There were only three carriages on the fronts of the two cars, and the carriages were all lightly loaded. The special train accelerated extremely fast. In just a few minutes, the special train had reached its peak speed.

Marg sat down in the reception room of the suite with expressionless expression. He sighed, crossed his legs, took out a bottle of aged brandy from the small wine cabinet beside him, pulled out the bottle plug, and poured himself a full cup.

Unbuttoned the two buttons on the top of the shirt, pulled the collar hard, Margo raised the wine glass and drank it all, and then he filled himself with a glass again. The rich fragrance of the aged wine floated throughout the carriage with the sound of pouring wine.

Resting hard on the sofa, Marg opened his five fingers and grabbed the square bottom and round wine glass from above. His palm gently shook, and the wine in the wine glass gently swayed with his movements, turning into an extremely well-proportioned small vortex in the wine glass.

He raised his head, looked at the Hydra Secret Guards standing in the reception room, and widened his eyes: "Will you follow me to the monk's province? Oh, that's a remote and remote place."

A Hydra Secret Guard smiled: "There is located in the south, and the climate is warm and humid. A far-reaching trip will just allow us to avoid the headaches of cold and ice and snow in Fort Hydra."

Margo shrugged his shoulders, and he continued to shake his wine glass, crossing his legs gently shaking.

"Okay, okay, what a dedicated young man! Please sit, please sit down, please sit down, don't be so reserved." Margo regarded himself as the owner of the special train and shouted to several Hydra Secret Guards.

"This trip will be very hard...ah, my great-grandfather, how much subsidy will you give this trip?" Margo laughed loudly: "He has never been a generous person. He gives you a thousand gold marks? Is there a thousand gold mark?"

The Hydra Secret Guards each found a seat and sat down. They surrounded Marg in an arc.

Listening to Margo's laughter, they just smiled softly, and no one answered his words.

"Then, the stingy Your Highness Mata, there is no subsidy for you... So, I'm not worth it for you." Margo shook his head and sighed: "Hedra Secret Guard, those trainees who are still locked in the dark room and study hard, those who can be sent out to perform tasks must be level six..."

"Sixth level...sixth level...has the power of the sixth level. If you change jobs... you, at least, I guess, can get hundreds of thousands of gold marks every year?" Margo's voice became extremely erratic: "Hundreds of thousands, this is the guaranteed price...or, one million? or, more?"

"Except for Jinmak..."

Margo was chatting, and the secret guard of Hydra, who had just spoken, raised his right hand and gently waved it, interrupting him.

Hydra Secret Guard took out two documents from his pocket. He raised the two documents and shook them gently.

"The order given to us by His Highness Mata, if you go to the monk's province after getting on the bus, and you don't say anything, do nothing, and keep being honest, then we will show you the first document... But if you get on the bus, as long as there is any abnormal movement, then we can present you the second document at any time."

"What does it mean?" Margo asked the Hydra Secret Guard in surprise.

"Literally...we didn't expect that you had not left the Heidra Fortress and began to tempt us with money." The Hydra Secret Guard placed two documents in front of Marg and sighed: "Now, you can only get what is on the second document."

Margo was silent for a while.

He picked up the file marked with 'one' on the head, opened the folded file, and glanced at it quickly.

This is a...power of attorney.

Mata XIII granted Maga the power to supervise the bhikkhu provinces, which was equivalent to granting him the title of Supervisor General of the Bhikkhu provinces. At the same time, Mata XIII granted Maga the power to mobilize the garrison and police in the bhikkhu provinces.

The strength of the monk's province is not strong, but there are also two permanent troops of the full brigade and two mobile bandit suppression troops. Due to public security issues, the police stations of the monk's province are much more than other provinces in terms of personnel establishment and daily law enforcement power.

Holding the power of supervision, taking out can drive garrisons and police.

If we can really get these powers, Margo will undoubtedly become the local emperor of the monk's province.

Moreover, in this authorization letter, Mata XIII also granted Margo the authority to withdraw three million gold marks from the Royal Bank branch of the Bikhu Province every year!

Three million gold marks a year... This is equivalent to the daily expenses that Mata XIII used his power to give to Margo.

Three million Golden Mark every year, no matter how extravagant the playboy is, he is enough to satisfy his heart and make him spend money and decay freely and astronomical wealth!

Supervise administrative power, military mobilization power, plus three million Jinmak's personal funding!

Even if it is a remote monk's province, this is enough to allow Margo to live a noble and kingly life with luxury.

"Uh...he has always been stingy, but this time..."

Margo looked at Document No. 1 in shock.

He was silent for a while, put down file number one, and then opened file number two.

Document No. 2 is very simple, authorizing Marg to withdraw 100,000 gold marks from the Royal Bank branch of the Bikhu Province every year!

"So, now I can only enjoy the authorization of 100,000 Jinmak?" Marge looked at the Hydra Secret Guard who had just taken out the documents.

"Sorry, Mr. Margo, you just tried to tempt us to do unfair things with immoral means." The Hydra Secret Guard shook his head gently, stretched out his hand, and took Document No. 1 back into his hand.

He pinched the documents with both hands and looked at Margo and whispered: "This is the order of His Highness Mata... If you can go to the province of monks honestly, then all the authority on Document No. 1 is secretly given to you... In any case, there is royal blood flowing on you, and over the years, your performance has been good."

"Your industrial patents have been of great significance to the empire."

Hydra Secret Guard sighed, and his fingers were pressing hard to tear apart Document No. 1.

Margo coughed lightly, his right hand covered the mouth of the wine glass again, and he whispered: "So, can you think that what I said just now hasn't happened? I need this authorization letter... I don't value those powers, but those golden marks..."

Hydra Sewei shook his head and sneered: "You are not like a person who values ​​money. How much does the patents you contribute to the empire have incurred every year?"

He looked at Margo and sighed, "You are indeed not a real honest person, as His Highness Mata said."

Margo shrugged helplessly: "So, continue with the topic just now, one million or even more golden marks every year... and then, mansions, women, power, all kinds of extravagances you can imagine, even titles... you want to bring up your own."

"What did you say?" Hydra Secret Guard, who was holding the document in his hand, frowned and looked at Marg.

"Fuck me." Margo stood up, and he still grabbed the wine glass with his right hand, gently shaking the wine in the glass, allowing the strong fragrance of the wine to spread throughout the carriage.

"Fuck me, I'm not as stingy as that old guy... I can give you money, beauty, power, and titles." Margo shouted: "You are talents, and every Hydra Secret Guard is a talent... Fuck me, you will get far more than you get now."

Several Hydra Secret Guards stood up vigilantly at the same time, staring at Marg with bright eyes.

"Sorry, Mr. Margo, we are loyal to the Empire." Hydra's Secret Guard gently used his fingers to tear the No. 1 document into two pieces, and then he quickly tore the document to pieces.

Margo sighed helplessly, shook his shoulders, shook his head, and sat back on the sofa. Then he turned his head and looked out the window, looking coldly at the scene flying through the window.

In this way, after about half an hour, the train had already run for dozens of miles, and Margo raised the wine glass in his hand.
Chapter completed!