The Shadow of Great Britain
Chapter 300 - 300 194 Arthur You Must Survive to the End 4K4_3

300: Chapter 194 Arthur, You Must Survive to the End (4K4)_3 300: Chapter 194 Arthur, You Must Survive to the End (4K4)_3 “Why?”

Arthur tucked the last bill into his coat pocket, “Because I feel that those who can satisfy their own desires while taking into account some collective interests are rare in this world.

You think France having Talleyrand is unfortunate, but I consider it, on the contrary, France’s fortune.

Because perhaps for a long time to come, France might never see such a distinguished diplomat again.”

Of course, you might say I am flattering him, speaking against my heart.

Because as Mr.

Victor previously said, whether it be Louis XVI, Robespierre, or Napoleon, they are all dead, but Mr.

Talleyrand is still alive.

I criticize Napoleon; he cannot climb out of his coffin to do anything to me, but if I criticize Talleyrand, Mr.

Victor might well bring his cohorts to trouble me tomorrow night.”

But most importantly, he canceled the warrant for my fat friend and incidentally lost ten pounds to me in a bet, for both of which I am very grateful.”

Upon hearing this, the Great Dumas took a deep breath.

He wanted to say something but didn’t know what to say, and in the end, he could only sigh helplessly, “Ah…”

Seeing his spirits were so low, Arthur only patted his back, smiling as he spoke, “Alexander, don’t fret over such things.

Even if you truly want to do something, you need to start from the very basics, like picking up your pen.”

Before a truly momentous historical moment, a moment when human brilliance emerges, there must first be lengthy periods of time slipping away meaninglessly.

In such pivotal moments, events that typically occur slowly and in parallel are compressed into a moment that determines everything.

This moment makes decisions irrevocable by generations, determining the life or death of a person, the fate of a nation, and even the destiny of all mankind.”

But you must realize that in every revolution, it’s not the first person who wins, not the person who charges ahead in that moment, but always the last one, always the one in the rear, the one who seizes the revolution as spoils.

Such odd characters are bound to emerge in any momentous global upheaval.

As Mr.

Talleyrand said, the chameleon is indeed the emblem of politics, and I believe, surviving till the end is the essence of politics.”

Upon hearing this, the fat man looked out at the falling night rain and the dimly lit lights in the darkness, simply remaining silent.

Agares, seeing him like this, merely leaned on Arthur’s shoulder and muttered, “Such a stubborn fat man.

An idealist?

The definition of idealism is not knowing the weight of the world or one’s own limitations.”

Arthur, observing this, could only shake his head.

He walked towards, and stopped outside the door of the entertainment room.

After a moment’s hesitation, he decided to close the door for the Great Dumas.”

But just before the door closed completely, Arthur suddenly heard the Frenchman’s voice.

“Arthur.”

“What is it?”

The Great Dumas flicked a coin from his pocket towards him, the betting money he lost to Arthur today.

Taking a deep breath, the Great Dumas said, “You have to survive till the end!”

Through the crack in the door, only a black eye twinkling with red light could be seen, the pupils gradually narrowing, appearing as though smiling, yet also as if in doubt.

After a long time, the response to the Great Dumas was the ever gentle, polite voice.

“Thank you for your blessing, Mr.

Dumas.”

The Great Dumas raised an eyebrow, “So?”

Arthur, hand on his chest, bowed slightly, “I will do my best.”