Brother Barth was surprised by Arrod's knowledge of the convent property of St. Fonso, and he wanted to deny it outright, but looking at Arrod's appearance, he felt that Arold should have a reliable source of information, and if he angered Arrod at this time, Brother Barth didn't know what the Swiss mercenaries who were standing outside and staring at him would do, and in the dark and damp cellar, the humidity had seriously damaged his health, and now he felt exhausted in his old age.

"Well, Lord Arrod, you have won all the victories, but we must make a pact that you must promise to help us in the event of danger in the monastery of St. Fonso." Brother Barth decided to use the spoils to maximize the benefits of the monastery, and got Arold to promise to protect the monastery of St. Fonso.

Arold thinks that this condition is nothing, and it is the duty of the nobles to protect religious facilities and their property, although sometimes the nobles will infringe on religious property for their own interests, but the power of religion lies in the power of public opinion to control society, which is not understood by the nobles with swords in their hands, and Arrod, the person whose soul has crossed from the afterlife, is very aware of the power of public opinion of the church.

"Lord Arrod, why are you so weak to these powerless monks?" Julian didn't understand Arrod's acceptance of Barth's conditions as acting abbot, even if Arold didn't agree, Barth's acting abbot could only swallow all the bitter fruits, although Julian was only an aristocratic illegitimate child, but like other nobles, he looked down on monks who could only write.

"Because I'm a religious man." Arold said with a smile on his face, saying that the goods and benefits of this victory were far beyond his imagination, and it was very beneficial for him to invade the territory of the West Slavs, Mecklenburg.

"Hmm." Julian pursed his lips. Arold was the least pious of the nobles he knew, and he had never seen Arold praying in a difficult time. He was also unrelenting in bargaining with Brother Barth, a servant of God.

Although Arold strongly forced the Abbey of St. Fonso to make a large number of concessions, it seemed to the Abbey of St. Fonso, which owned a large amount of real estate. These can be remedied by time, but a nobleman with great military power is worth wooing, and this nobleman intends to wage war against the pagan West Slavs, this is a great opportunity to spread the gospel of God to the pagan land, and if he can help Arrod, then the soul of this life must have a share in the paradise of eternal happiness.

"Lord Arrod, since you have been able to come to our monastery, I hope you will visit the place where we live and work, so that we can get to know each other better. to dispel certain misunderstandings between the parties. Acting Abbot Barthes urged Arold to visit the monastery, and he thought that Arold was different from the other nobles because he saw Arold taking up a Bible placed on the altar with great interest, and the nobles in general had no interest in what they thought was a decorative book.

"Oh? Of course. Arold looked at the beautiful parchment Bible in his hand, the cover was made of cork and iron, and it was inlaid with all kinds of beautiful precious stones, and when he opened the parchment Bible, the ink inside still exuded a certain fragrance, and the handwriting seemed to have been written by a person with a quill. Arold couldn't believe this, because there were inches of Bible written by hand, and it would take so much time and manpower, and there could be no mistakes.

"Please come here. This is our writing room. Acting Abbot Bart led Arold into an ear chamber on the left side of the main building of the monastery, and when he opened the wooden door, Arold saw a dozen writing desks neatly placed inside, which were made of wood in a T-shape. A monk stood in front of the writing table, holding a quill in his hand and sticking the ink from the inkwell. Methodically and very carefully wrote on an unfolded blank Bible unfolded in front of him, and the writers were divided into several ranks. The average novice writer is not qualified to write for three years, and he can only help the skilled writer to organize the books and documents until he can fully master the art.

"Is the Bible in high demand?" What Arold had in mind was absolutely different from what Brother Bart thought, and Acting Dean Bart tried to show Arold the greatness of the spiritual power of Lord Arold in this way, but Arold scoffed at this backward way of disseminating knowledge, and his soul was a Chinese who knew how to make printing.

"Of course, the abundance of the Bible is a sign of the piety of the nobility, and many of the great nobles want to treasure as many Bibles as possible, and the Bibles published in our Abbey of St. Francso are the most popular books, and each of them is willing to pay a high price." Brother Barth did not understand what Arrod meant by this, and he said to Arold in 1510.

"Yes." Arold was overjoyed in his heart, but he was not quiet on the surface, he decided to build a workshop in his territory in the future that specialized in printing and producing Bibles, but he needed the brand of St. Francis Monastery, which was the same as the brand effect in later generations, so he wanted to test Acting Abbot Barth, "Pious Abbot Barth, if, I mean, there was a way to speed up the writing of the Bible, would you apply it to your writing room?" ”

"What? Speed up writing, what are you kidding my lord, Bible writing is a very sacred thing, we can only use our own hands to wash away our sins through writing, God will not allow any other way to write the Bible. Acting Dean Bart said emotionally, in his opinion that Arrod's words were almost blasphemous, but Arold quickly stopped the topic and became interested in the books in the room, which diverted Brother Barth's attention.

"Tsk, this old stubborn, it seems that I need to change the agent of the Abbey of St. Fonso, but do I have the right person at hand?" Arold thought in his heart, he thought of the captive Brother Elvet, a person who was afraid of death could at least be controlled, but Arold was worried that this person who betrayed Robert without hesitation would also betray himself at the next moment, so wouldn't he lose his wife and soldiers, how to solve this problem, so Arold was a little hesitant, so he was a little absent-minded during the visit.

"Lord Arrod, did you hear that you captured Brother Elvet?" Acting Abbot Bart saw that Arrod was absent-minded, and there was little news in the monastery to hide from him, and some monks had seen the dejected Brother Elvet in Arold's mercenary team, and when he heard that this villain was still alive, Acting Abbot Bart was a little angry, and he felt uncomfortable at the thought of his old friends dying on the betrayal of this villain.

"That's right, my men caught one of Robert's monks." Arrode's heart moved, but he said in a tone full of care.

"Please give me this man, he is a criminal who colluded with Robert to kill his brother as a monk." Bart said loudly, which made Julian, who was following behind him for no reason, frown, wondering what crazy this old guy was doing.

"For what? He's my prisoner of war, and I haven't figured out what to do with it. Arrod shook his head and refused, just because Brother Elvet provided him with the news that St. Fonso Monastery was close to the Manor in Mecklenburgshire, he was very valuable, how could it be easy to hand over such an important person, not to mention that Brother Elvet knew Robert and had a very important source of information for how to deal with Robert in the future.

"I am willing to pay a hefty ransom in exchange for this insignificant captive of yours." Acting Dean Bart persuades him how much value a failed captive can have.

"Nope." Arold flatly refused.

"So, will you be able to end his sinful life?" Seeing that Arold was firm, Acting Dean Bart had no choice but to turn to Arold and beg Arold to kill the hateful traitor.

"Well, if you can send me some monks to join my army, I might as well consider it." During the visit, Arold found that the monastery of St. Fonso was full of talents, including those who were good at plant cultivation, people who were good at all kinds of carpentry work, and even monks who knew how to blacksmith and herbalist, all of which were urgently needed by Arold.

"Yes, but these brothers are not your courtiers, they still belong to the Monastery of St. Fontas, and only serve as your personal advisors." Acting Abbot Bart was a little surprised by Arrod's proposal, he thought that Arold would make a request for money, but he did not expect the monks of St. Fonso Monastery to join his team, it was the duty of the monks to spread the gospel of the Lord, and the pagan territory that Arold was going to was exactly what they wanted.

Both were satisfied with what they had received from each other, and after the luncheon arranged by Barth's acting abbot, Lady Eva rode on her horse and followed by several escort mercenaries, and Arold stood at the gate of the abbey to say goodbye to Lady Eva.

"Arod, are you really not going back to Black Marsh Village with me?" Madame Eva looked at Arold in astonishment, she thought that Arold would return home with her, but Arold chose to settle down in the Abbey of St. Fonso for the time being.

"I'm sorry Mother, I have something to do, so let's say goodbye here, and I'll visit you in Black Swamp Village when I'm done." Arold sighed, he had planned to break away from the shackles of the Wendell family and go to Mecklenburg County to seize his own territory, but looking at Mrs. Eva's reluctant touch, thinking of getting along with each other day and night in this era, Mrs. Eva's cold greeting to him made his nose a little sour, but he couldn't shed tears, he was now the commander of an army, and his weak performance would make everyone doubt his will.

When Arold had finished speaking, he slapped his palm on the buttocks of Lady Eva's mount, and the red horse leaped forward and trotted forward over the forest path, gradually getting farther and farther away, and its back became more and more blurred. (To be continued......)