In the most prosperous part of the city center, a not-so-tall but extraordinarily ornate church stands here, which is not a church at all, but a temple at the headquarters of the Knights of the Templars in Paris, and it is not the believers who pray to God for repentance, but the merchants and nobles who are richly dressed or behaved elegantly. If you want to watch the full version for free, please search Baidu

Of course, their ultimate purpose in coming here was to obtain a huge loan from the rich and powerful Order.

In one of the temple's offices, a peasant monk took several parchment books and carefully compared them, and after confirming that the seal on the books really belonged to the court of the Count of Burgundy, the monk looked up and asked Art, "I heard Luca say that you claim to be a member of the Order?"

"Nine years ago, in the Holy Land, the Fifth Detachment of the Third Regiment of the Holy Order, we were stationed in Ilbid, and later transferred to Tortosa, my father was a knight of the Holy Order stationed in the seventh detachment outside Tortosa, his name was Arthur Wells. And my name is Atwood Wells. Art briefly described his connection to the Assembly.

"However, after the complete fall of the Holy Land, my father and I returned to our hometown with the Eastern Expeditionary Army, and as soon as we returned to our hometown, our territory was seized by the conspiracy of the feudal lord, and our father and son fled to the Count of Burgundy in order to avoid pursuit, and our father and son have lost contact with the Holy Order since then."

The peasant monk hurriedly recorded Arte's words, and then called to pick up the brass bell on the table and shook it a few times, and a religious boy walked in, and the monk handed the note to the boy and whispered a few words.

"Baron Art, we will confirm what you said immediately, but the Holy Order stipulates that all members of the Holy Order who have been out of contact for more than two years without reason will be deemed to have voluntarily withdrawn, you and your father have been away from the Holy Order for so many years, and you have now become a secular nobleman, I am afraid it will be difficult for you to enjoy the right to relief in the name of a member of the Holy Order."

"I know all of this, but we were forced to lose contact with the Order because we were hunted and killed, not for no reason, and not voluntarily." Of course, Art would not say that his father left the Assembly only because he had lost faith and hope in the Assembly.

The monk did not know how to deal with such a thing, and while the awkward silence fell into the office room, an old knight with a gray beard and a grim face and some old age walked in, holding the small note written by the monk in his hand.

The old knight walked into the room, waved his hand to stop the peasant monk who was about to get up and salute, and stood beside Art and looked the young man who was watching him up and down, "Gloriam. (Latin)".

Art stood up in a fit of stress and blurted out, "Heaven's will (dieu)!" ”

"Kid, I know you." A kind smile appeared on the old knight's face.

"Forgive me, old sir, I don't seem to remember ever meeting you." Art really doesn't have any memory of this face.

The old knight smiled, "Maybe I'm wrong, I mean I know a man who looks very much like you, his name is Arthur Wells, we fought in a detachment, but I haven't seen him since I was transferred back to Paris. By the way, my name is Henri René Abel, and I'm the treasurer of this temple. ”

"Hello Sir Henry, this man you speak of is my father."

"Well, I've heard that Baron Arthur has a son, and it seems that you have inherited your father's title."

"Our title has been stripped of by conspiracy, and I am now the frontier baron of the Count of Burgundy."

The old knight Henry did not ask how Arthur Wells's territory was dispossessed, since it was called "conspiracy", it must be a long story, he felt that the title of the Baron of the Count of Burgundy was somewhat familiar, and after thinking for a while, he asked: "Aren't you the Baron of the Count of Burgundy who destroyed the heretics and escorted the heretics to Paris?" ”

"It's me!"

"God bless you, I said who can be so heroic, it turns out to be a member of the Holy Order who has fought against the infidels."

"Now you are very famous in the city of Paris, and even the puppet show in the city is playing the story of your courage to capture the infidels."

Art didn't think that the city of Paris would be so accustomed to processed stories, and there had already been puppet shows in just two or three days, but at this time he had more important things to do, and he didn't bother to pay attention to them.

"Sir, I have a fiefdom and an army in the Counts of Burgundy, and I am in dire need of money to support and develop my territory."

The old knight remembered the purpose of Art's trip, and said with a regretful face: "Son, it is not intended to make things difficult, the right of relief of the Holy Order is limited to the members of the Holy Order who are naturalized, although you and your father were both members of the Holy Order, but you have now been removed from the Holy Order, unless you are willing to give up your status as a secular nobleman again and return to the Holy Order as a sergeant." ”

"And my right to relief was exercised a year ago, otherwise I would be willing to help you." Apparently the old knight Henry also used this special "right".

Art guessed that things couldn't be so easy, and he was prepared for it.

"Old sir, if I use my baronial title and fief in the Count of Burgundy and the honour of my father-in-law Galvinug as a guarantee in the name of a former sergeant of the Holy Order, will I be able to complete the loan of the ordinary nobles within the time limit of the right of relief?"

On December 25th, the feast of Christ's mass, the streets of Paris were filled with a festive atmosphere.

After midnight mass, people stay in churches and wait for dawn. On this day, the wealthy and noble families would gather their relatives and friends to enjoy a rare feast, while the ordinary citizens walked the streets singing and dancing or gathered in taverns and inns for feasting.

Forming against the bustle of the streets is an inn on the eastern outskirts of the city, which does not allow alcohol, so there is no festive atmosphere at all.

On the second floor of the inn, Stanley knocked on the door of Art's room, "My lord, Sir Henry has sent a letter asking you to come to the temple early tomorrow morning to sign a contract with the Holy Order. ”

"Got it." Art was discussing things with Father Robert, and replied in passing.

Hearing the commotion in the city, he called out to Stanley and commanded: "Today is the Feast of Christ's Mass, and you have not been quietly at home in the past few years of war, and it seems that you will have to spend it in a foreign country this year." ”

"Prepare today, send someone to the city tavern to prepare a table of sumptuous drinks and food to deliver to the inn, without saving money, and let the guys have a big meal in the evening. We're going to leave for the Order as soon as we get the Order's loan, and Paris is done, and Burgundy has a lot of work to do, so that the guys can have a good meal, and then we'll have to work hard. ”

"Yes!" Stanley was also worried that Art would forget about it, and was already ready to prepare a simple banquet with his own money bag.

After Stanley left, Father Robert continued to talk to Art.

"My lord, I have already heard in the past two days that the Inquisition of Paris has formed a heresy circuit court, and they will set out for Besançon in early January to investigate the heresy of the Dean family. I have been appointed by the Inquisition as a guide because of my familiarity with the Count of Burgundy, so that I will not be able to return with you. ”

Robert was even more famous than Art this time, because when he entered the city, Robert wore a white robe and raised the cross and walked at the forefront of the procession, and in the eyes of the church and the citizens of Paris, Robert was the glorious image of justice for God's punishment of the devil. As for Art, who can only be regarded as a warrior who responds to God's call and fights the devil under the guidance of God's apostles, his influence is naturally worse.

But Art didn't care about any of that. Now it seems that this is a good thing for both Robert and Art.

Art took a sip of his glass and said, "Since the Inquisition takes your role so seriously, of course you have to stay and take them to Besançon, and it is more beneficial for us to have you in the Circuit Court." Although you are not a member of the court, you can always play a role, and I will allocate you a sum of money, and you will take the circuit court with you when the time comes......"

Early in the morning after Christ's Mass, Art rushed to the Temple of the Privy Treasury with two attendants, and the old knight Henry and several of the Knights in charge of the Privy Treasury met with Art again, and after repeatedly confirming Art's identity and the trust and goods provided, he signed a loan contract with Art.

In the name of the retired sergeant of the Holy Order, and with reference to the time limit for the right of relief, and with the fief of the Frontier Barons of the Count of Burgundy as a guarantee, Arte borrowed 500,000 pfennigh from the treasury of the Holy Order, and agreed to return it within eight years, and must pay the fruits of fifteen thousand pfennigh to the Purcracy's treasury on time each year until the arrears were repaid.

After signing the deed and handing over the fiefdom documents issued to him by Besançon's court and the signed and stamped letter of guarantee from Baron Galvin, Arter took five bills of exchange in the face value of 100,000 pfennigh from Henry and told the Secret Word that with these bills and the Secret Words, he could exchange them for gold and silver coins from any city that had a Privy Treasury. Of course, there is definitely a fee for this.

In such a short period of time, 500,000 puffins were successfully obtained, this result made Art very satisfied, that night he feasted in the most luxurious tavern in the city, led by Sir Henry, the management of the Templar treasury, and after the banquet, he also gave Sir Henry a belt inlaid with agate gems worth more than 500 pfennies as a thank-you gift, after all, old Henry also contributed to this matter.

On the last Friday of December, Art went to the Inquisition in Paris to bid farewell to several bishops whom he had met, and then took a few soldiers to the southwest in two heraldic carriages, for they would have to return to the Barony of the Valley for nearly twenty days along the winding overland route, because the water route was impassable......

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Chapter 263: Huge Loans