On the list of saviors, there are several thunderous names in order.

They used to be hillbillies that the bishops disdained, but now they have become unwanted, and when they can stand up and say something, the bishops would rather pat themselves on the back.

Germany's most respected old duke of Swabia? The old man seems to be old, and has been closed since entering the city of Rome, and it is rumored that he has had to call in the famous doctor Saracen of the city for treatment after the recurrence of an old wound he had suffered in a war in his youth.

Henry, the Duke of Bavaria, has always been an unruly representative, and likes to do things according to the emperor's will, but he is as smart as he naturally will not cause trouble for himself when His Majesty the Emperor is angry, and suddenly began to like to study ancient sculptures, and hung up the idle people to avoid the trouble card early, and most of the Italian nobles have a broken relationship with the Duke of Carinthia, although people are not so smart, but also know the serious consequences of touching the head at this moment, simply under the banner of safari, Let the seekers who come to visit all day long not find anyone, and play the empty city plan of great wisdom and foolishness.

After the great nobles who could speak in front of the emperor, the red-robed priests who relied on everyone to run away were disappointed, and finally focused their eyes on a person who was believed to be inextricably linked to the Holy See.

That's right, that person is me, the rising star of the German aristocracy, the most important feudal official of His Majesty the Emperor, the close friend of His Holiness the Pope, and the Count of Nijmegen.

At this time, I was scratching my head, making a bitter and vengeful face, my face was as bad as dry stool, staring at the two papal officers in front of me who disguised themselves in black robes as people in condoms, and clearly said that one of them swore that he was the plenipotentiary sent by His Majesty the Pope who was dying, while the other claimed to be the favorite candidate for the successor of the former pope, the personal attendant of Bishop Gaiulius, and swore that he had witnessed the martial demeanor of the Count of Nijmegen when the Bishop was attacked, Because it was difficult to see his face from the collar that almost covered his head, I had to wonder his motives for stating the relationship.

"Please think carefully again, the request of the bishops, the seriousness of the situation, for God's sake, the task of saving the Christian faith can now only be pinned on you!"

The papal envoy stepped forward, his hands clenched into fists and his eyes bulging like a toad in estrus, just now he was foaming like a machine gun, and he hoped to gain my approval with reason, but the effect was not very ideal.

I secretly raised my eyebrows, and the other party's words sounded like the sloppy charlatan who sold the cheats to the childhood Stephen Chow in "Kung Fu", ruining a childlike heart, and at the same time, I didn't forget to pat Stephen Chow's thin shoulder at that time and asked: "As the saying goes, if I don't go to hell, whoever goes to hell, the responsibility of maintaining world peace will be handed over to you!" "It's really harmful.

"Out of deep personal affection with His Holiness the Pope, and out of my own devout faith......"

Speaking of this, I can't help but have a chill in my back, the Pope who hides the knife in his smile has not been a little stumbling on me in secret, as for his so-called appreciation and recommendation, it is all a trick of boiling frogs in warm water, and it almost killed me.

"But now the actual situation you also know, the misunderstanding between Nixia and His Majesty, such as the snow in the Alps, is not a day's cold, as an outsider who is a bystander, in line with the truth that the bell must be tied to the bell, the two Majesties must first reach a tacit understanding of reconciliation, and we can continue to operate, but at this time, I hope that I will come out strong......"

Bishop Gaiulius's personal attendant suddenly raised his head, and his little eyes, hidden in the collar, shone strangely, and he thought that he had grasped between the lines of my words, and felt that the Count of Nijmegen, like the insatiable secular nobles, was nothing more than a greedy villain who was good at selling at a price, and was accustomed to seeing the wind and rudder, and could sell even his own wife as long as the price was right.

"Please rest assured of this, Lord Count, His Majesty the Pope and His Majesty the Emperor are brothers, and there is naturally nothing to talk about between their own families, besides, His Majesty the Emperor's aunt, Lord Mathilde, Abbot of Quedrin, will definitely mediate in order to resolve the conflict, and as for Bishop Gaiulius, he dedicated almost all of his best years to the Emperor of Germany and the Berlin Cathedral, and has helped the Emperors to give advice more than once, and has always maintained a very good personal relationship with the Imperial Family, for the sake of these merits, His Majesty's Great Stick will eventually be raised high and fall gently, just to scare and scare people. ”

"The focus of punishment is still those Italian nobles who conspire to rebel, pigs and dogs are inferior, they are the core of the rebellion, and the Holy See is just a last resort for people who are helpless under the eaves and forced to go to Liangshan by the tip of a knife."

This personal attendant who was mixed with the bishop really had a bit of a brain, and with a few clever words, he plucked the Holy See out of this rebellion, and threw all the blame on the poor scapegoat Italians.

At the suggestion of the acolyte of Bishop Gailius, the papal envoy also found a breakthrough in the topic, and he cautiously leaned close to me, the flickering candle flame not illuminating his gloomy face behind his high collar.

"His Holiness the Pope took special care of me before I came, and praised the Count of Nijmegen as the most chivalrous and gentlemanly man he had ever met, and he would not let himself down."

After wearing the top hat, the diminutive envoy shrunk his neck and looked like a liar selling fake drugs, which always gave the impression of throwing a punching bag-sized fist in his face.

"His Holiness knows that you have always wanted to establish a bishopric in Nijmegen, to save the lost lambs and to assist in your reign, and that the Holy See will send the wisest and most sensible bishops to take charge of that area......"

When speaking of wisdom and understanding, the papal envoy deliberately accentuated his tone, as if he were afraid that I would ignore the point of his words that could not be more straightforward.

My gaze swept over the faces of the two people in front of me, in this way to show that I was not interested in the price they offered, in fact, I was more of a fox who couldn't eat grapes, and I saw that the food was present, but I was annoyed that there was no way to pick the fruit.

If Leonardo was by his side at the moment, he would have prepared 100,000 ways to squeeze out the other party's surplus value, and would exchange the least input for the maximum output.

Thinking of this, I miss a little bit of the paternalistic old guy who likes to be one step ahead of everything and take care of everything, perhaps because I feel that the decision-makers in Nijmegen have been squeezing him out of it for a while, so this time I went south to Italy without accompanying him as usual, nor did I go endlessly and verbosively, Leonardo finally understood that his loyal master was a cautious eye who was not willing to be robbed of the microphone.

"The Duke of Normandy is also in Rome, and as a powerful man with a heavy army and a new ally of His Majesty the Emperor, why don't you try your luck with him?"

I shrugged my shoulders and deliberately made a very impatient expression, "The barracks in Normandy go out and turn right, so you can't leave." ”

The papal envoy was in a cold sweat and asked for help from the acolyte of Bishop Gaiulius, he obviously heard the cynicism in my words this time, the Normans were the backers and allies on whom they had high hopes for the rebellion, but they did not expect that on the battlefield outside Pisa, this group of Norsemen would fight back, and together with the German army, destroy the last resistance in Italy, and drive the Vatican conspirators to a dead end.

The bishop's acolyte laughed dryly, reluctantly approving my not-so-funny dry humor: "Lord Earl, you and we all know what kind of Normans are, they are defilers of God's faith, liars and vile villains. ”

His deliberately low-pitched voice was like the obscure sound of a mouse grinding his teeth with a slipper under the bed in the middle of the night.

"As for the feud between Nijmegen and Normandy, everyone has heard of it in the circles of the nobility, and I believe you do not want the Duke of Normandy to continue to expand his influence on certain people through this matter, which is an outcome that all honest gentlemen do not want to see."

I felt that he was getting closer to the point, so Nunu chin let him go on with interest, and the light breeze blew in from the unclosed window, and the already small candle flame flickered and trembled even more.

"The purpose of the Duke of Normandy's trip south this time is known to everyone, he is not for any sacred cause at all, he wants to get new land and slaves, and experience the pleasure of bloodthirsty like his pirate ancestors, although the enemy of the Emir of Sicily is also the enemy of Christ, but will the jackals who have tasted the sweetness stop biting meat? No, he won't, and neither will the Normans, who have a desire to conquer in their bones. ”

The bishop's acolytes wrapped their robes tighter, as if fearing that their ill words would reach the ears of the Duke of Normandy: "Nijmegen deserves the same honor as they do, and only you, Lord Count, are the only Protector in Christendom!" ”

"What do you mean......"

"His Majesty the Pope will secretly issue you a decree to wage a crusade jihad, and you can call up thousands of lords and knights at any time to fight against the enemies of Christ at the right time, and become their leader, just like Otto the Great, who led the army against the invasion of the Magyars, to seek the greatest benefit for yourself and become a hero who has been recited by people for a hundred years."

The bishop's acolyte said this, and changed it to a seductive and provocative tone, like a seductive ********* on the phone at a midnight hotel...... A majestic Northern Crusader commander ploughs the barbarian lands with fire and sword, spreading the glory of God to all places where the banner of Nijmegen flies! ”

(End of chapter)