"The glory of God!"

In the tavern, people in southern accents talked about the successful raid of the morning.

Looking at the diners in the tavern who were talking and pointing out the country, a tall and thin young man said, "Uncle, the inquisition is very popular here." It's completely different from our side. ”

"After all, it's close to the Holy City and the atmosphere is different. The court is full of food and drink, and the rest of the scraps are sent away coldly, and the bottom is grateful to Dade, this is all a routine. I've never seen a white crow. ”

The expressions on the faces of passers-by were not pretended, full of energy and hope. ”

"That's the referee's long line to catch big fish, whatever you say, whatever you want, wait for you to step on the line, and then end the pot to save energy. Let me tell you clearly, if it is really for the sake of the people, it would be nice to simply abolish the tithes!"

The young man smiled bitterly: "Uncle, what did you say...... Give one-tenth of the harvest to the church, that is the article written in the "Illuminati Sutra". ”

As soon as he finished speaking, a big man rushed into the lobby like a whirlwind, holding a notice in his hand, his eyes were as big as a bell, and he roared wildly: "Abolished, abolished, the court posted a notice, the tithes are abolished!"

There was silence for a moment.

Then, someone accidentally dropped the cup.

The sound of the cup rolling down became a signal, and the whole hall shook slightly, and then, like a volcano, erupted.

"What, what! Say it again, say it again!"

The big man was instantly squeezed down, drowning in the sea of arms, and everyone went to grab the notice.

"Stop, stop, stop - damn who stepped on Lao Tzu's feet - Rosari, you little bastard, touch Lao Tzu's wallet Lao Tzu recognized you - don't rob, rotten, rotten!"

There was a loud bang, and the notice was torn to shreds.

Rumble!

With a loud bang, the boss stood on the counter, holding a still smoking firecracker, and shouted majestically: "Stop!"

The diners were stunned.

"Whoever grabbed the paper, come here!"

The lucky one who grabbed the paper came over embarrassedly, and you and I put together the notice of the broken corpse one by one.

The boss shuddered as he pronounced the above words: "With immediate effect, the tithes of Lorma City will be abolished...... What's behind this? The final interpretation of this event belongs to the Lorca Inquisition - what the hell is this, whatever it is, tithes...... Scrapped?"

Well. Everyone nodded.

"The referee said that from now on, there will be no tithes?"

Uh-huh. The crowd nodded again.

"The last red circle is Director Dark's seal, isn't he? He's a man of his word, right?"

Uh-huh.

The boss's deep gaze crossed the lobby, over the door, over the forest and the distant mountains, as if until the end of the world: "Wasted......"

He poured gunpowder into the gun with shaking hands, put lead in it, pounded it with a whole strip with shaking hands, and then lit the fire rope: "Waste, waste ......"

Rumble!

Crash.

The second shot accurately killed the chandelier, but the boss was not distressed at all, and laughed loudly: "The tithes are wasted! Praise the brightness of his female horse!

For the second time, people fell into a frenzy, hugging each other, laughing and dancing, singing and dancing.

The tall and thin young man looked at the stunned uncle and smiled: "Uncle, did you launch the legendary 'Holy Word Technique' just now? I'd love to meet him. ”

After a long time, the uncle came back to his senses: "How is this possible, in this way, wouldn't the Holy Sect lose a big piece of cake? How can such a scheming guy take up the post of director of the inquisition? In my opinion, it is better to stay for a few days and wait and see what happens." The city of Lorma is not only a city of heresy, but also a city of change. ”

"Lorma City, has become a city of heresy, Duck is crazy, crazy!"

In the Great Sanctuary of Fartigan, the Minister of the Holy Doctrine, Luo Anta, roared hoarsely: "The Holy Religion has reached a critical moment of life and death, and Duck is using rhetoric to deceive people's hearts and destroy the foundation of the Holy Religion, this is an out-and-out heresy, heresy!"

Archbishop Whitemire and the head of the Supreme Inquisition, Paul, looked at each other with some helplessness.

At first, they promised Duck to let him do things for six months. And every one of Dark's plans will be reported to them in detail—including the abolition of tithes this time.

Tithes are mainly paid to peasants, and a floating tax rate is adopted, and the more you produce, the more you receive.

The city of Lorma is mostly mountainous, and the cultivation industry is not as developed as the forestry industry, and the tithes are not enough to collect a few big children. Dark's suggestion was to abolish tithes and increase the "sacred contributions" levied on merchants. Duck patted his chest and said that as long as the tithes were abolished, he could pay three times the tax, making Lorma a benchmark for all cities.

Dark's last sentence made the hearts of the two of them move. The holy city is rich all over the world, and the tithes paid by a mere city of Lorma are nothing more than the meat on the legs of mosquitoes. If tax revenues could be tripled everywhere, it would be easy to bulldoze the poor men in Urbino or to build churches and spread the gospel.

Besides, this is a pilot, and if you can't do it, you just can't revoke it.

Yesterday afternoon, the undercover Catherine—who now holds her position directly next to Dark, who also knew that she was the eyeliner by her side, should be called the underdog—reported that the whole city went into a revelry, and the prestige of the Inquisition and the Town Hall was greatly enhanced.

This is not the first time that there has been a revelry, the first time is that after the "heresy liberation order" was issued, a large number of outsiders poured into Lorma. The real estate industry, which used to be deserted, has become hot. The problem of law and order increased for a time, but it was quickly resolved by the powerful power of the "Bright Vision" system. Now is the best period of law and order in history, and without one, it is basically impossible to realize that the road is not left behind, and it is not an illusion that the house will not be closed at night in time.

Whitemire was overjoyed to hear this, and told Paul and Trisson Dean of the seminary that on this alone, Duck and Governor Constantine would be able to pass the examinations.

On the economic front, Dak is also quite preferential. The first batch of apples was launched in October, but there was no damage to farmers, and all the apples were eaten at a parity price by the newly established Tuscano Wine Company under the auspices of the City Hall; with the strong infrastructure capacity of the Black Holy Land Chamber of Commerce and the extensive sales channels of the Rohr Chamber of Commerce, the fruit wine business began to get on track, and the first batch of products were well received after being put on the market, and it was foreseeable that the increase in the city's tax revenue was a sure thing.

Another thing is that on November 11, Tuscano held a big shopping campaign, and all alcohol sold in the city was reduced by 50%, which triggered a wave of consumer shopping. Duck took the opportunity to trumpet the "glory of God" and asked the town hall to designate the day as "Singles' Day" and called on merchants across the city to join in a carnival and merchandise promotion with the theme of "stripping naked".

The archbishop knew about this, because there were many young people under Dean Trisson, who were ready to move, got the news early, and swaggered to "strip naked" that day, and many people really got what they wanted, and of course, their wallets were also "stripped naked".

Have a Midas touch. This is the archbishop's new conclusion to Dark.

The vibrancy of Lorma City has aroused the interest of other cities, and some cities have begun to follow suit, but it has not gone well, and the event has been very popular and uninteresting. Angry, their town hall sent people to run towards Lorma one after another, hoping to learn from the advanced experience.

The archbishop is clear that Lorma's success is difficult to replicate.

At the same time, the "heretical liberation order" was used to relieve people's worries and restore the vitality of the people, and then advanced technology was used to find new economic growth points for the city.

Unless, unless, the whole model of it is moved over, otherwise, learning nothing is nondescript.

There are also mixed evaluations of Lorma as a city of progress and innovation, while others say that it is a city of heresy and degenerate. So, should such a city be allowed to continue to exist?

That's when Catherine's latest report caught his attention.

There is no heresy in the city of heresy.

With the end of the raid this morning, the term heresy is a thing of the past in Lorma. The crowd cheered and applauded the once-feared Inquisition's arrest squad, as if they were triumphant heroes.

It is worth mentioning that the clue to this raid turned out to be provided by a merchant of the Kingdom of New Tenotiran who rented a room in the city, found an abnormality in his neighbor, and then decisively reported it.

"Your God is good, wine is good, and brings good fortune, but the troublemaker, the one who destroys it, is bad and unforgivable. He said so.

This incident made the archbishop think about it for a long time.

Does everything in Lorma reveal the glory of God, or does it tarnish the glory of God?

All this is undoubtedly related to Duck, so who gave everything to Duck?

What does the Holy Church need most now?

Thinking about this, and looking at the hoarse shouting Roanta in front of him, the archbishop suddenly felt that this guy looked like a clown.

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