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When Lorenzo woke up, he felt a lot lighter suddenly.

He didn't get up hastily, but confirmed his current changes.

The two legs should have been heavy and sore, but now it seems that they have returned to when they were 20 years old, without any unnecessary troubles.

Breathing is smooth, there is no muscle pain, and even joint discomfort has completely disappeared.

Before he died, the last thing he saw was the back of Heidi playing the piano.

There are still many things to deliver, but it is too late...

The man sat up in the dark, realizing something was wrong.

This is not his old palace, and this body is also very strange.

--who I am?where am I?

The maid outside the door knocked twice, and said respectfully: "My lord, the dinner party is about to begin, please change your clothes."

... Is this the resurrection of the dead among the knights?

Lorenzo was taken aback for a moment and responded.

This was in another completely strange manor, and the clothes of the people were also very different from what he knew.

The countless lights above the head are controlled by magical powers, and the maids can light up the room immediately by pressing a switch.

He let them help him put on his gown, and looked up at the man in the mirror.

He looks similar to himself, but younger.

And with an ambitious face.

The man was silent for a few seconds, restrained his expression to be more serious, and strode out after finishing dressing.

The area of ​​the manor is larger than that of the old palace, and he is obviously the owner here.

"Mr. Mandel."

"Master Mandel, good evening."

The guests all had complicated smiles when they saw him, and Lorenzo could tell the nuances at a glance.

Awe, fear, and loathing.

He needs to figure out where he is and who he is.

The expressionless arms tycoon ordered his subordinates to deal with the banquet first, and went to find the location of his study.

The study is the place where he can collect the most information, and it can also allow him to digest these things again.

However, Lorenzo's sense of direction is not good.

He went straight to the second floor, walking all the way deep, and a male servant came to guide the way in the distance: "Are you here to pick up Madam?"

"It seems that she hasn't come out for a long time—how about you go in and take a look?" The servant showed a embarrassed expression.

"Ah."

And a wife, perhaps another political marriage.

He opened the door directly, and met the eyes of the young girl who had stepped onto the window sill.

That familiar yet unfamiliar face was so clear under the moonlight, with a terrified and terrified expression, obviously he hadn't decided whether to jump off right away.

Lorenzo closed the door silently, separated the servant from the outside, and turned on the switch on the side of the wall.

Sure enough, the electric light turned on immediately, illuminating the face of the blue-eyed beauty.

That was her younger self.

Without the firmness in the eyebrows, it seems that he has not experienced too many turmoil and setbacks. Even when he looks back, he can see a bit of innocence.

This was not the Heidi he knew.

Lorenzo frowned slightly, and said coldly: "Before you break your leg, maybe you should talk to me first."

He had already noticed the unconscious maid on the bed. That hapless bastard had put on a gorgeous gown, but she was dressed as a maid, holding the edge of the window sill tightly with both hands, ready to jump off at any time.

The little girl said nothing with red eyes, so Lorenzo looked her over again.

Very immature, seems to be only eighteen or nineteen years old.

"You can also choose to jump." He sat on the carved armchair, his tone was very calm: "There is a banquet tonight, you should know that I have increased the number of patrols."

He lied to her.

If it's another Heidi, I'm afraid I can hear it.

The girl was startled for a moment, but still slowly jumped down from the window sill.

She was a little thankful that the man didn't rush over to stop her rashly, otherwise she might really fall bruised tonight.

But it seems that there is no escape anymore.

Seeing the girl's eyes dim again, Lorenzo lowered his eyes and motioned her to sit in front of him.

"Why do you want to go?"

"Mandel—" Hedwig's eyes showed some resistance, and she lowered her voice like a warning: "It's dangerous to work for the Nazis. I've talked to you several times."

"Although we have only been married for a few years, you have seen as many Nazi officers as locusts during this time." She took a deep breath and said, "You have also heard what Hitler did in Germany, Mandel, I know Maybe I can't escape, but if this goes on, maybe I can only use the cruelest way to leave you. "

Threats to life have already begun.

Lorenzo memorized those unfamiliar words in his heart, and at the same time he was a little surprised.

He was her husband now—she had been married in this place, and so young.

"This matter is not what you see." He stood up, his words were restrained, but also rather vague: "Sometimes I don't let you know something, just to protect you."

The girl stood there in a daze, and subconsciously asked, "Could it be that you are a spy?"

He gave her an inscrutable look, turned and walked out.

Ten minutes later, the bejeweled officer's wife finally walked out of the dormitory, holding Lorenzo's hand, and greeted with fake smiles with all the celebrities.

Lorenzo was ignorant of the situation before him, but he didn't get caught in any of the conversations.

He came from a political family, learning dialogue skills is like breathing.

In this short one-night dance party, he had obtained most of the information.

Today is 1937, at least 400 years have passed since his death.

And they are standing at the crossroads of history, and the sky is about to change.

In 1931, a country called Japan launched a war of aggression against China, which was appeasement and connivance by Western countries.

After realizing the loopholes, Mussolini, the current lord of Italy, decided to launch an aggressive war to avoid the political turmoil caused by the economic crisis, and also took advantage of the appeasement policies of many countries to annex Ethiopia.

It was followed by the Spanish Civil War that is taking place now. It is said that the monarchy is probably about to be restored.

With his young wife on his arm, Lorenzo wandered among many officials and military officers with a serious expression, occasionally handing her two small snacks.

He remembered that she liked to eat sweets.

When the banquet was over and the guests dispersed, Lorenzo returned to their bedroom and found a study nearby.

For the first time he saw a complete world map.

Not just Europe and the unknown East, Marco Polo's mysterious empire seems to be in trouble.

Japan, a small sea country, as well as Italy and Germany, have begun to communicate with each other, like a pack of wolves secretly accumulating strength.

Lorenzo frowned and looked at the map for a long time, feeling a little annoyed.

Use aggressive wars to ease the economic crisis.

What a genius.

He already knew the role he was going to play now—Austrian arms dealer, and he was so powerful that even the local government officials showed a respectful look.

And his wife, no one here calls her Heidi or Keithler, but Mrs. Mandel.

Even if her close friends came, they would call 'Hedwig'.

There is a lot to do right now.

Warn that stupid girl, beware of her jumping down from the second or third floor again.

To clean up existing relationships and how choices affect this quietly simmering battle.

And figure out how I got to this era.

People no longer took carriages, but sat in square boxes like black coffins, but they moved very quickly.

And there's the telegram and the telephone - something that looks weird like a witch's box.

He felt that the German Reich was now watching Austria, if only through words at the ball.

At this point, once Austria takes one step further, it will be completely reduced to the puppet of that country, and then completely swallowed up.

When the man was lost in thought, a familiar voice came from behind him.

"Mandel." She clutched the hem of her clothes, her tone was still firm and clear: "We should talk."

Lorenzo turned around, looked at the girl's light blue eyes that looked like jewels under the light, and suddenly laughed.

"it is good."

He kept a distance from her, neither offending nor getting close, but quietly giving her a sense of security.

"What do you mean by what you just said?"

"If you want to know." Lorenzo said simply: "Hitler is a madman."

The girl narrowed her eyes, obviously not believing that this was what the arrogant husband would say.

He has always been unafraid to show his loyalty and fanaticism to the Nazis before and after, but——

Could it be that these are actually just smoke bombs he set off? !

How can this be? !

"I hope you know what to say." He stared at her and said, "Before some things are completely settled, one more person who knows is like one more risk factor."

At this moment, Hedwig felt that even her outlook on life was shaken.

The husband she was disappointed and loathed was actually a silent spy?

And he was actually against the Nazis too?

Then those quarrels and cold wars in the past—are they just worried that she will pass on the news? !

"I've already told the maid." He stood up, and even withdrew all the intimate and tender gestures before, as if he and her were just the parties to a political marriage, and the distance he kept made people feel a little restless : "From now on, you have more freedom."

"You can move around, you can visit any friend."

"If you want to acquire knowledge, we can hire university professors to come and teach you - chemistry, physics, or whatever you like."

"But Hedwig Eva Maria Kessler," he said in a low voice, "before you have enough capital to participate in politics, it's best not to take any rash steps."

"Now the helm of this family is me."

The author has something to say: Attention! !This chapter is Lorenzo extra! !If you buy the wrong one, you can directly comment and ask for a refund! !

It's just a parallel world story, the heroine is Hedwig, not the same Heidi, don't insult the author! ! !If you scold me, I will cry TAAAAAT

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Sure enough, Lorenzo won't have a good relationship in the extra episode... I feel like I just started writing the text hhh

Sure enough, getting rid of the history of the Renaissance to write about World War II is also very exciting (it’s completely used to being abused x

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