Kapitel 245: Chapter 245
The next day, Yves packed his things, opened the Portal, and appeared directly inside the plane about to land at Berlin Airport.
When he entered the airport, Yves encountered a masked woman standing in the lobby.
"Dr. Yves, long time no see."
The woman was none other than Dr. Isabel, whom he had not seen for a long time.
After the latest analysis, it seems that she no longer has a tendency to be poisoned.
All in black, Isabel was dressed like a middle eastern woman who only showed her eyes and hands.
"Long time no see, Dr. Isabel. Why are you here?" Yves greeted back, but he was also curious.
Logically speaking, the two were not very familiar with each other. If this woman waits for him here, there must be other intentions, right?
"I was waiting for you, Dr. Yves. Also, thank you very much for your help last time."
"Please use the car I have prepared. We will be attending a banquet at the castle." Isabel made an inviting gesture. Her tone sounded very cold, whether it was her personality or intentional.
Yves didn't mind being picked up; after all, without Isabel, he would also take the car to the castle.
Actually, using Portal was faster, but he was still not familiar with this place.
"Sorry for troubling you, Dr. Isabel." Yves nodded and followed her steps.
The car driver was a Nazi soldier; another soldier was currently holding an AK-47 in the passenger seat.
Isabel and Yves sat in the back seat, "How have you been lately?" Isabel asked.
"Pretty well, how about you?" Yves answered and asked back.
"As always, you're always discovering new things. Even people like me who stay at home are constantly hearing news about you."
"I wonder, what do you think of the recent British and French coalition forces?" Isabel asked in her usual cold tone.
"I have no opinion on that matter. However, wars often happen."
"Hmm, do you think Germany really invaded other countries? Are the Germans really the executioners of war that everyone think?" Asked Isabel once again; somehow, this conversation was like talking about a soccer match.
Yves looked at this woman with confusion. What exactly had happened to this woman to suddenly talk so much? Had living without a partner for so many years made her itchy for conversation?
"If you have read history books, you will know that people's opinions are useless. History is always written by the winners." Yves' answer was simple.
"If you win, then you are the righteous one, if you lose, then you are the bad one."
"Instead of caring about trivial things like this, what you should be thinking about is how to win the war."
Looking at Yves briefly, Isabel sighed, "You are indeed a knowledgeable person, Dr. Yves."
"Sindella is a good friend of mine, and I'm very happy for her. I hope you won't let her down, and as a friend, I can only bless her."
"Uh... Dr. Isabel? What do you mean?" Yves was shocked; why did the topic change so quickly?
"I chatted with her recently, and I noticed that she was smiling more often. Her demeanor is that of a woman in love."
"She has a very high vision, and there aren't many men who can capture her attention, and you are the one who can hook her love."
"Besides, I am very sensitive to odors, and I can smell her's on your body. You can't fool me about this." Isabel said.
"Well, you are right. Doctor, you didn't come to me just to chat, did you?" Yves wondered, was Sindella's best friend interested in him? No way, right?
Although she had a physical handicap, but with magic, would that handicap remain? Magic can do the impossible, so if Isabel was healed, there would be no doubt that she would look gorgeous again.
"Of course there is other business. Otherwise, how would I like to see you?"
"I admire you very much myself, if you intend to work for Germany, you will definitely receive a very high salary." Isabel leaned back in the chair while closing her eyes.
Talking so much and changing the subject so abruptly, Yves didn't understand this woman's intentions at all.
Seeing that Isabel no longer wanted to talk, Yves also remained silent.
The car drove without a hitch, but the speed was not very fast. Obviously, the engine is an old generation.
Yves, who is used to teleporting or flying, rarely goes by car; unless he has to, he won't use a car at all. Too slow, and you know that time is money!
An hour and a half later, the car came to a smooth stop in front of a medieval castle.
Soldiers patrolled around the building, and even a Flakpanzer was parked nearby!
Soldiers with firearms guarded the building as if the people inside were very important and high-ranking.
Many people came to the castle one after another, each wearing elegant tuxedos and dresses.
Sometimes, when officers in swastika military uniforms would arrive, the soldiers would immediately salute. This is a basic courtesy practiced by every country's military when a subordinate sees their superior.
"Very grand, don't you think? Sir Patrick is one of the military's patrons. He has served in the military for generations."
"In terms of business, he also cooperates with your company. There are many politicians or academic elites coming tonight."
"You may be able to talk and meet with experts in the same field."
"In addition, there are members of the Polish, Dutch and Danish royal families coming. If you're interested in one of those noble ladies, you can try to talk to them, I'm of the opinion that all of them would be happy to meet you." Isabel's voice suddenly sounded once again, just like a ghost.
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