When the bishop said in his ear, Alexander didn't understand, after all, although the Count of Mecklenburg defeated the Bohemians, as a remote local earl, was it worthy of the bishop's attention? But then, as the eyes and ears of Pope Alexander, the bishop told him that Arold was not only the Count of Mecklenburg and a vassal of the Duke of Mason, but also had the title of Royal Advisor to the Royal House of East Franconia, which made Alexander raise his eyebrows.

"Click~~~." At this time, the guards guarding the sanctuary rushed over with halberds and surrounded the knights, who would be immediately chopped into pulp if they did anything wrong.

"Stand down, brothers from Mecklenburg come in." Pope Alexander waved his hand to his guards, wearing an Italian style high-topped helmet, and the guards wearing a Roman style cuirass, seeing the Pope's order, quickly put away the halberd aimed at the knight's class, bowed to Alexander and retreated, and when he exited the door, he also closed the door of the chanting room, and suddenly the chanting room became dim and silent, and the marble figures seemed to be overlooking the three people in the room.

"Tell me, brother, why did you come all the way here?" Alexander glanced at the closed gate, then beckoned to the knights, letting him in, which was a great honor for a monk from a foreign land.

"Holy Father." Feeling a great honor, he hurriedly stepped forward to take Alexander's hand and kiss the ruby ring set on his hand, the Pope was the highest in the whole Church, the heir of St. Peter. He is God's messenger on earth.

"Yes." Alexander was generally generous to his admirers, and he was pleased with the deference of the knight of the Church from the wilderness of the north, and many people in Rome did not respect him as much as he did, and the Roman nobles were very arrogant and impudent in their promotion of him to the Pope, and Alexander was helpless against this, let alone the King of Italy, who was greedily watching the prosperity of Rome.

"We need to instruct the Holy Father." The knight class said respectfully to Alexander.

"You mean ~~~."

"Now Mecklenburg is thriving under the leadership of Count Arrode, and there is no shortage of material things and pleasures, but we are afraid that too much pleasure will allow the devil to take advantage of the opportunity to eat away at our souls, so we need to send an experienced and holy clergy from the Holy See to preach the gospel." The knight squad said to Alexander.

"It would be fine to send a clergyman to the Count of Mecklenburg. But can you guarantee that this clergyman will be reused? The bishop interjected. If he could not occupy a place in the court of the Count of Mecklenburg, what would be the benefit to Pope Alexander?

"Of course, now there are no priests in the court of the Count of Mecklenburg, if the Holy Church can send clergy into Mecklenburg. The elders of the Friars of St. John will recommend it. The knight squad immediately patted his chest and reassured. At this time, it was no more powerful than the pope in the 12th and 13th centuries. The local aristocracy did not always listen to the church.

"Well, after consulting with the cardinals, I will send a competent missionary to follow you to Mecklenburg. However, it is unreasonable why the Count of Mecklenburg did not come to ask for this matter himself, but asked the local friars to send you. Pope Alexander asked with some doubts, Europa's current rule is two-tiered rule, one is the secular system headed by the kings of various countries, and the other is the church system headed by the pope, usually these two parties do not interfere with each other, if the nobles feel that they need the guidance of the priest, they will personally send an envoy to apply, and Mecklenburg County is actually sent by the monks of the church department to apply, it is indeed very strange.

"Oh, this is because the Count's domain of Mecklenburg is often under pagan incursions, and is therefore often in a state of war, and the evangelism is entrusted to the Friars of St. Jome." The knight's squad explained to Alexander.

"Are the infidels attacking frequently?" Alexander asked with a little interest.

"Yes, in addition to the wars of the Slavs trying to regain their territories, the Vikings in the north have recently been preparing to attack Mecklenburg County." The knights did have such rumors when they left, but he didn't know that Arold had already defeated the Danish king in the naval battle of Guò by this time.

"The northerners are very ferocious, and the Count of Mecklenburg is afraid." The bishop gasped, the ferocity of the Viking warriors was world-famous, and they were really desirable everywhere they went, and if a large number of Viking warriors attacked Mecklenburg, then I am afraid that only ruins would be left at this time, so what was the point of sending missionaries again.

"No, as a knight, I have never seen a warlike nobleman like the Count of Mecklenburg, who will surely defeat the Vikings and protect his territory." But the knight class said without thinking about it, and this categorical and confident words made Alexander's eyes light up.

"You have a lot of faith in him?" Alexander smiled slightly, knights rarely admired others, it was their reserve, unless they thought that this person was indeed enough to be respected.

"Yes Holy Father, we believe that if anyone can spread the gospel to the lands of the barbarians in the north, then that person must be Arrod, and only he can do it." The knight squad raised his head and looked at Alexander with a determined gaze, and said to Alexander.

"Oh?" Pope Alexander glanced at the bishop, they did not expect this remote count to be so popular, you must know that the Baltic coast is a barbarian region that the Roman Empire did not conquer back then, if you can spread the gospel there can indeed be called a saint.

Arold did not know what the monks of St. Jome's Friars expected of him, at this time he was planning with Brother Elvet to plan the grain and grass needed to reach the Danish territory, it was indeed very difficult to raise so much grain and grass, and some nobles built yì After arriving at the Danish territory, the so-called local grain collection, that is, plundering the Danish farms, was rejected by Arold, because this might cause the originally neutral people to join the Danish nobles. Arold didn't want to get caught up in the sea of people, so he thought he still had to rely on his own supply forces.

"The sea, we must control the sea, lo and behold, the Danish territories are all along the Baltic Sea, we only need to collect ships and use them to transport supplies back and forth, as long as the grain and grass are concentrated in the port of Mecklenburg, and the army marches along the coast, and the fleet can solve this problem." Because Arold knew the map well, he knew the importance of sea power, as long as he marched along the coastline, not only would he not get lost, but he could also get supplies from ships at any time, and the ships were not only convenient for carrying supplies, but also carried several times more than on land.

"But the lord of the ships in the vicinity is not a vassal of the Duchy of Mason." Brother Elvet said.

"Lord Duke Abel has turned to His Majesty Henry, and I would like to add another order to conscript ships, so that the counts will contribute their ships." Arold rubbed his palms together and said to Brother Elvet.

"Good idea, but we don't have a lot of money to feed an army like this, which is a big problem." Brother Elvet said with a frown.

"I'll go and talk to Lord Abel again to see if I can find something else." After saying this, Arold immediately went to the Duke of Abel, who was watching the game in the arena outside the castle, and he was particularly interested in this kind of entertainment in Arold's Mecklenburg, and during the intermission, Arold was finally able to discuss the reason for the expedition with the interested Duke in the VIP room of the arena.

"Ah, Arrod, my friend, this arena of yours is so interesting, I swear that when I return to Mason, I will ask your craftsmen to build one for me." The Duke of Abel took a sip from his glass, and the box was the perfect place to watch the whole show, and there were many fine wines and delicacies for the nobles to enjoy.

"There is no problem at all, but Lord Duke, when we go on another expedition, we still need to discuss the supply of food and grass for the army, and it is better to concentrate all the food in the port of Mecklenburg and then transport it by ship along the way." Arold told the Duke of Abel his thoughts, and the Duke of Abel also put away his amusement and listened carefully.

"Of course it's best, so what are you worried about, my friend? Your plan is perfect. Duke Abel looked curiously at Arrod, who was frowning, and asked him.

"We can't raise so much food, my territory can't afford it, and I don't know what to do if we raise it from elsewhere." Arold smashed his mouth, the soldiers and horses did not move the food and grass first, and if there was no food to supply, the soldiers would definitely flee.

"You're worried about this, hahaha." Duke Abel picked up a bunch of grapes and ate it, as if this was not a big problem at all, Arold was curious, could Duke Abel have any way to conjure up grain?

"Lord Duke, has a way?" Arold asked curiously.

"I can't help it, but I know who has a way, and someone in my entourage has a way." Duke Abel smiled slightly, he didn't expect Arold to have a problem that couldn't be solved, after he ate a few grapes, he beckoned to his attendant, and then said a few words, the attendant left immediately after listening, Arold looked at the leaving attendant inexplicably, and after a while, a person walked in from outside, and was surprised to see the person's outfit Arrod, he didn't expect that there was such a person in Duke Abel's entourage. (To be continued......)