A bunch of idiots! You can't catch a dozen people! A sucker! ”

In the Count's Mansion in Besançon, Bernard's roar spread throughout the mansion, and all the retainers and servants in the mansion did not dare to move around easily, for fear of causing their master's idea to provoke death.

There was a cracking sound of glass porcelain falling to the ground, followed by Bernard's roar, "Why don't you report to me in time if something so big happened?" ”

There were a few faint voices in the officeroom.

"Did you bastards catch someone? Do you know what this means? Oh my! How did I raise you pigs! ”

"Get out!! Get out of here! ”

With a few kicks on the table and a slam on the bench, the Viscount of Thorne hurried out of Bernard's office with a few knightly officers-looking men, and despite the cold weather, beads of sweat on their foreheads, they fled from the Earl's Court and disappeared into the streets.

In the official room of the mansion, Bernard's face was red, his eyes were bulging and almost bursting, he glanced at the smashed room, and yelled at the door for the servants to hurry up and clean up.

The two servants trembled and entered the room with brooms, and knelt on the ground to clean up the debris all over the floor, and the steward, who was waiting at the door, hastened into the room with a tray of wine and poured Bernard a full glass of wine.

Bernard took a big sip of his glass, and the anger in his heart eased slightly, and asked the head of the mansion, "How is the matter for you to go to Fabio to inquire about it?"

The steward raised his hand and waved away the two servants who had cleaned up the house, and whispered to Bernard: "My lord, Archbishop Fabio has not received any news of Assasin so far, and no one has made any accusations against the cathedral of Besançon. Hawkeye, who was ambushed by Balwin and Orloff's two-day-headed fox, did not notice anything unusual. ”

Bernard was even more bizarre when he heard this, "The pigeons that came back from Dijon this morning also brought back news, and Dijon did not find them. Where did these mongrels go? Did they really go to Paris? Bernard felt more and more panicked, if he did go to Paris, things would be completely out of control.

"Lord Earl, is it possible that those people took Assasin to the mountains of Midsummer? Or maybe you're hidden by Balwin, or maybe you're using it to threaten you. "The manager wants things to go a little bit better.

"I hope so! But we can't leave things to chance, and we have to minimize the negative impact of this. ”

"How's it going?" Bernard stared at the steward of the mansion with blood-red eyes.

The steward of the mansion lowered his voice again, "The two servants who had contacted Assasin have been killed, and I buried them in a barren forest outside the city. Several of the garrison officers in Thorne who knew about Assasin were wiped out, but Viscount Errol and the university scholars~"

The manager's eyes actually flashed with a hint of murderous intent.

Bernard sighed, "Assasin has not seen Errol in person, and he is stupid but knows life and death, I will warn him to grit his teeth." However, there is a risk in the scholar's place, so you arrange a hidden place for the scholar to hide, let him hide for a while, and then show up after the storm has passed. ”

Bernard had decided to let the two go, and the manager's face had returned to normal.

"Now our focus is on the Dean family, I really want to cut that little bastard Dean with a sword, what a bad idea, the enemy is not killed and burned first."

"Since Dean's little bastard is the mastermind of the whole thing and the most troublesome, then this catastrophe must be borne by the Dean family."

"Send at once to Tignets, and bring Dean's mother back to Besançon with his mistress and illegitimate son, and tell Dean and his son that if the whole thing has nothing to do with me, I will ensure that their women and children will be safe, and that if they work well, his father and son will be able to pick up a rotten life."

Bernard changed to a murderous tone, "If this matter involves me in the slightest, I will crush the entire Dean family to ashes." In addition, I have ordered the troops stationed at Wincheston Manor to keep an eye on the movements of the Dean family, and if I dare to let the people of the Dean family escape, I will kill them as well! ”

"Yes, I'll send someone at once." The steward of the mansion bowed and exited the room.

Waiting for the room to be empty, Bernard glanced at the west through the window and said to himself: "Who can have such a powerful means~"

"Who is it? Who exactly? Who exactly? ”

In the mansion of the lord of Wincheston Manor, in Tignats, the once invincible knight of the palace guard, Dean, was like ashes at this time, and his mouth kept repeating this sentence.

"We haven't heard anything from those two guys from the south so far, can't you guess who they are?" Old Dean also sat on the chair and covered his face, full of anxiety.

"But we've sent several waves of people to investigate, and there's been no change."

"It is precisely because of this that I am even more certain that the person did it, and the people we sent must have been killed a long time ago, otherwise they would have returned regardless of whether the mission was completed or not."

Now, in fact, old Dean no longer cares who ran into Thorne City to destroy the lair, he cares about how to deal with this catastrophe.

Just yesterday, a party from Besançon burst into Wincheston Manor and took Dean's mother and the prostitute's mistress and Dean's illegitimate son with the Earl of Bernard's command.

Dean and his son did not dare to disobey in the slightest, and the knight who came to the manor to take away his relatives made it very clear - whether Dean and his son's mouth is tight or not will directly determine the survival and destruction of the entire Dean family.

"Father, I am the one who destroyed the Dean family!" The young and vigorous Dean finally left tears of remorse.

Old Dean got up and patted his son on the shoulder, and comforted: "Count Bernard has hinted that as long as we can guarantee that we don't talk nonsense, he will try to operate behind the scenes to save the lives of you and my father and son."

"How does it work? We have invested too much money in Bernard and the Inner Court, and now we have enough money of more than 200,000 fennigs in our hands to fill the stomach of the church~" Dean was a little desperate.

"I have ordered all our shops and caravans to be sold at a bargain, and the Southwest Manor will be sold at a bargain price to a good friend of mine. I reckon we'll be able to raise two million Fennie to Count Bernard before the disaster breaks out, and hopefully those two million Fennie will pull the Dean family back from the precipice. "Shang Hai has been up and down all his life, and he didn't expect that he would ruin the foundation of several generations because of a stupid decision, and old Dean had lonely tears in his eyes.

"We'll have to count on that guy from the south not to kill us."

“...... Tell them to go ahead and do what they planned. This time, I'm going to kill the Dean family as soon as possible. In a hotel east of Paris, Art handed Ron a handwritten letter stamped with a fire paint seal and a money bag full of gold cakes and silver coins.

After leaving the Inquisition of Notre-Dame Cathedral, Art immediately returned to the hotel where Ron was staying and wrote down the results of the operation and Art's prediction of the situation into a secret letter for Ron to sneak back to Burgundy with a soldier Pegasus.

Art guessed that it wouldn't be long before someone snitched his opponent, and he had to send a message to Earl Balwyn's Bishop and Bishop Orlof before he could give them the upper hand and try to take down his opponent and at least weaken him.

After Ron handed over the secret letter, he would quickly return to the valley and order Angus, who had rushed back first, to organize all forces to fight back against the Dean family.

"Ron, you have to remember that time is everything. Don't be heartbroken about horses at this time, buy another one if you run to death, and if you rush back to the Count of Burgundy a day earlier, we will have a better chance of winning. ”

"This action will be directly related to our future, everything is pinned on you!" Art slapped Ron the shoulder.

"Master, we've been waiting for this day for a long time, let's go immediately." Ron put away the secret letter and purse, turned and walked out of the room, and ran towards the stables......

Ron went out and rode away, and Art had just taken a sip of his wine glass to suppress the excitement in his heart, and Dawson came to the door of Art's room with a middle-aged man who looked like a slightly chubby official, "My lord, this is Mr. Luca Malik of the Silver Coin Guild, and he has been in charge of introducing loans between merchant nobles and knights of the Holy Order. ”

This Lukka is a subordinate official of the Silver Coin Guild, mainly by handling the loan business between merchants and minor nobles and the knights of the Holy Order to support their families, and is considered a financial intermediary, the knights of the Holy Order provide lending services to merchants and nobles, but the process is very complicated, and many merchants and nobles hire these intermediaries who are familiar with the process to operate on their behalf.

Art glanced at the kind-looking man and replied, "Very well, hurry up and invite Mr. Luca into the room." ”

Art beckoned to the door, and then instructed his entourage, "Matthew, let the inn prepare some delicious glasses of wine."

"Mr. Luca, my entourage must have told you what I think, can you help me borrow money as soon as possible?" Yate time is precious, and said straight to the point.

"Baron Arte, there is a complicated process to ask the knights of the Holy Order to borrow money, especially since you are from the distant Count of Burgundy. According to the rules of the knights of the Order for the loan of nobles, you must first submit to the knight of the Order a signed instrument of the loan, and attach a copy of your canonization and identification by the court of the Count of Burgundy, as well as an inventory of the location of your fief, the size of the land, the number of subjects, the property of the domain, whether there are debts, etc. These things will be handed over to the peasant monks of the Knights of the Order for verification, and then they will be discussed by the Knights' Council, after which they will send someone to the Earl of Burgundy to inspect you, your territory and property, and finally you can personally go to the Knights of the Order to negotiate and sign a loan deed, and use the territory or equivalent property as a credit insurance ...... for the loan."

This process is roughly the same as that of bank lending in later generations, but it will take more than half a year to complete these processes.

"Stop! Mr. Luca, I'm willing to pay you to do this for me because I don't have the time. You just said that there is no shortcut? Art interrupted the intermediary.

Lukka glanced left and right at the few people in the room, a little hesitant.

"They're all my personal guards, and they won't talk much." Art dispelled Luca's concerns.

"There is a shortcut, but you have to pay one-fifth of the amount of the loan for it, and the amount borrowed cannot exceed half a hundred thousand fennig."

"Oh? Tell me more about it. Art was interested, and he didn't know what kind of shortcut would suddenly quadruple the original five percent of the yield.

"Regular members of the Order are forbidden to own private property, but many of them have parents in their homeland, so three years ago the Order issued a rule that ordinary knights and sergeants who have served in the Order for more than five years have a special right to relief, and they can apply to the Order for a loan of not more than 300,000 pfennigh in their lifetime, which can be repaid within five years. The money is disposed of directly through the internal process and can be claimed in three days at the earliest. Luca did not say that as long as the money is returned on time, the loan will not charge any fruit.

Lukka looked confident, "I just happen to know of a knight of the Holy Order who has reached the age of claim but has never used the special relief right. ”

It was clear to Art that some of the Knights of the Order had turned this right to relief into a means of profit.

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Chapter 262: Kill them all