At the headquarters of the Order, located in the city of Paris, Art received a warm welcome.

Not to mention Sir Henry, who had brokered a huge amount of money from the Purcracy's coffers, even the Inspector General (equivalent to the Treasurer of the Order), who was in charge of the entire Purcracy's treasury, met with Art in person.

For the Treasurys of the Holy Order, Artco, who is now promoted to the rank of Earl of a country, is a friend worth befriending.

Since Art, who was a baron of the frontier of Burgundy four years ago, borrowed 500,000 pfennigh from the Sacred Order's treasury, not only has the Holy Order's treasury received the loan principal and 15,000 fennig's fruits on time every year, but the treasury stewards at all levels who helped Art borrow money have also received an additional "thank-you gift" worth a lot of money every year.

However, in recent years, although Art's title has been promoted and his fiefdom has gradually expanded, he has not borrowed much money from the Holy Order's treasury.

It's not that Art doesn't want to borrow money, it's just that the yield of the Holy Order's treasury is too high, and he doesn't dare to be a "laid" in front of the powerful Holy Order, plus he has been fighting every year and grabbing money every year, so he really doesn't need to make money for the Holy Order's treasury.

However, this time is different from the past, if history can really catch up on the right track, why not gamble on it, even if the ending of the Holy Order is different from his original history, then there is no loss, and he should be borrowed from a loan shark.

After a brief exchange of pleasantries in the distinguished guest hall of the Holy Order Headquarters, and after narrowing the distance between them, the two sides got to the point.

Art took out fifteen thousand fennigs of the money he was carrying, and gave them to the Holy Assembly. As agreed four years ago, the principal of the annual loan repayment was to be paid by the Continental Comptoir to the branch of the Bunched in Besançon by the last day of the summer, and the annual yield of fifteen thousand pfennigs was to be paid at the end of the year, Christmas.

Of course, this year's "gifts" to the stewards of the Holy Order must have been doubled, and they were given by Art herself.

Everyone was favored every year, and naturally their affection for this young earl was doubled.

The foreshadowing in the early stage has been done, and Yate has entered the main topic.

“...... Inspector General, Stewards, I have come to the city of Paris for a purpose, in addition to visiting the Court and the friends of the Holy Order. "Yate went straight in.

An earl of a subject country ran to the headquarters of the Holy Order, and met with the Inspector General and several treasury stewards, and the purpose was of course obvious.

"How much more does Count Art plan to borrow this time?" The Inspector General of the Order looked at Art as he rubbed the fine ivory-encrusted gold cross given by Art under the table.

Art glanced at Robert beside him, and then the Inspector General of the Pilgrimage held out five fingers.

"Five hundred thousand? No problem! The Inspector General of the Holy Order immediately agreed.

Art laughed and shook his head, "Inspector General, five hundred thousand is really not a lot for a burgeoning and thriving Earl Province, and if it were for this money, I wouldn't have to come to the Holy Order to see you in person. ”

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"Five million phennils, I hope the Holy Order treasury will lend me five million pfennigs."

The movement in the hands of the Inspector General of the Holy Order suddenly stopped, he looked at several treasury stewards, and then turned to Art and said, "Count Art, five million fennigs?" Do you dare to name such a big number? ”

Another treasurer interjected, "Lord Count, do you know what the tax revenues of your Princes of Burgundy have been in recent years?" Less than two million Fennig! In the past two years of turmoil in Burgundy, this tax revenue has not necessarily been reached. How dare you take out such a huge loan~"

Art waved his hand, "Inspector General, ladies and gentlemen, you are only talking about the treasury tax revenue during the Count of Burgundy, but now the power of the Burgundian Princes has recovered, the people's livelihood is gradually prosperous, commerce and trade are prosperous, and the treasury taxes are not comparable to those in the past. ”

"Besides, my province of Wales is unlike any other, and I have a growing European merchant house that brings me millions of finneys every year, and that number keeps rising."

Art waved his hand at Ron behind him, and Ron pulled out a piece of parchment and handed it to Art.

"And just today, I have obtained the privileges of trade from the King of France, and from now on, my European trading house will occupy the entire southern goods trade route from the southern seaport to Paris and even to the North Sea~"

"Ladies and gentlemen, you must have seen the commercial power of the Hanseatic League, and in less than ten years, the European Comptoir will rival the Hanseatic and become another commercial giant at the southern tip of the European continent."

Art returned to Ron the certificate of privilege that only authorized the free trade of southern goods in the city of Paris, and then looked at several high-ranking officials of the Holy Order opposite with an extremely "arrogant" look, "How is it?" These five million, do I dare to mention it? ”

Before the other party could calm down, Art put on another mysterious expression and lowered his voice, "However, I borrowed money from the Holy Order this time not to develop my territory, and the profits of my European Merchant Bank are fully sufficient for the construction of my territory. ”

"I borrowed money from the Holy Order this time just to fulfill a long-cherished wish."

The few people on the opposite side were in the clouds.

"You must know that I am a martial artist, and you may have heard Sir Henry talk about my background."

"I was originally the son of the Baron of the Northland of the Duchy of Lombardy, and my father was persecuted by political enemies after returning home with the infidels of the Holy Order.

"Over the years, I have been fighting non-stop, training non-stop, and constantly gaining momentum, in order to be able to lead my troops back to Lombardy, slash the enemy, and regain the honor that belongs to my family."

"In fact, I've already started to act. This summer I have occupied a pass in northern Lombardy that belongs to the de jure territory of my Princedom of Burgundy, and I have stationed troops there. ”

"Now I have three infantry legions and a cavalry legion, nearly 3,000 elite professional soldiers, and 5,000 peasant soldiers in my territory. Next summer, by the end of autumn at the latest, I will send troops to the north of Lombardy. ”

Art stopped at this point, and pulled the topic back to the center, "You are all the elite of the Holy Order, and you know that there is nothing more expensive than conquest, and the most profitable is conquest. ”

"I won't hide it from you, I borrowed money from the Holy Order this time just to prepare for next year's battle."

"Lombardy is one of the richest lands on the continent, so I think you can estimate how much I'll get next year."

"Of course, you should doubt that I can overcome. But as you know, I have a province and a growing merchant house, and even if I am defeated, I am not afraid to repay the Order's loans. ”

Several high-ranking officials of the Holy Order on the opposite side were stunned for a moment, and then began to talk in a low voice.

"Friends, I've already inquired that the maximum yield on the Order's treasury is one-tenth of the annual principal, and the maximum yield on the loan you have privately given to the merchants is one-eighth of it. If the Assembly were to lend me five million fennigh, I would pay one-fifth of the yield, and the term of the loan would only be one year. ”

In other words, in just one year, I will bring millions of pfennigh to the Assembly. And, of course, you'll also get an extra trophy from my quest to restore honor. ”

Several high-ranking officials of the Holy Order could not sit still, and they had already begun to discuss loudly.

Just as the people on the other side were discussing fiercely, Art patted the hem of his armor, got up and said, "Everyone, the five million loan is definitely not something that a few of you can decide, you can report it to the Grand Master and the priest in a moment." I will wait in Paris for two days, if not, I will go northeast and ask for a loan from the Hanseatic League, the Hanseatic people have contacted me, and those merchants are more bold than you~"

With that, Art greeted the servants and left the Order headquarters with Robert and Ron.

Walking out of the gate of the temple, Robert couldn't help but raise his hand to wipe the sweat on his forehead, turned his head slightly to look behind him, and whispered to Art: "My Lord Earl, you really dare to say that when will we have three thousand elite five thousand peasant soldiers." When did the Hanseatic League contact us~"

Art laughed, "My Lord Bishop, it's useless to deal with this group of people without talking big. If I hadn't been too worried, I would have wanted to involve the Emperor of the HRE Empire. ”

Robert glanced at Art, "My lord, you are really shameless~"

"It's not cheap to buy." Art smiled and stepped onto his horse......

.........

Two days later, the Church invited Art to the temple.

He agreed to a huge loan of five million finneys, but demanded that Art take the Welsh tax and the ownership of the Continental Merchant House as collateral, and that Robert guarantee the Welsh diocesan tax on behalf of the church.

At the same time, the Order offered to allow the Order to send an inspector to follow him when the Welsh Legion marched to Lombardy next year, so that the loans and fruits could be recovered from the spoils of war in a timely manner.

After a little hesitation at the negotiating table, Art agreed to the request of the Order's treasury in its entirety, but he offered to cash the loan from the Order's treasury in Paris immediately in gold, on the grounds that he would save on the expensive taxes and fees of withdrawals from other places, and was anxious to use the money to purchase weapons and armor from the arsenal of the Kingdom of France.

With such a lucrative transaction, the Holy Order Treasury didn't care about the taxes and fees, so the two sides made a decision.

When Ron led six guards to take out more than 1,600 pounds of gold (5 million fennigs) from the vaults of the Holy Order in Paris, he immediately sent them out of Paris in a wagon that cleaned up excrement, and hid them in a fisherman's hut near the port south of Paris.

An ordinary courtyard-style stockpile in the south of Paris was recently rented to a group of merchants from the south.

Since it was leased to a trading house, there have been few people in and out of this warehouse, and there are more strange homeless beggars outside the closed door.

In a clean-up attic in the warehouse, a couple of vendor-clad men gathered around a man staring at a map of Paris on the wall.

“...... My lord, Mexin has sent people to the headquarters of the Holy Order, and the vault of the Holy Order has increased the number of people to monitor it today, and as long as they transfer their belongings, our people will always follow them. ”

"My lord, there is another report, at noon today, a group of suspicious guys appeared near the vault of the Holy Order, and they stayed in a hotel near the vault of the Holy Order, and our people found that those guys were also monitoring the vault of the Holy Order."

"It seems that we are not the only ones who are eyeing the treasury of the Holy Order, but I guess those guys are likely to be sent by the Dharma King~"

"Stanley, change the group of people who are watching every half day from today, don't be discovered."

Art took his eyes off the improvised map of Paris and instructed Ron, who was behind him, "Give orders to the guards lurking outside the city, and tell them to take ......action at any time."