In September 1645, Dac, the new head of the Inquisition in Lorma, was officially inaugurated.

The new official took office three times, and as soon as Director Dack arrived, he posted a notice saying only one thing, redefining heresy.

Any modification of the sacred human body in any way is heresy.

As soon as the proclamation came out, the whole city was in an uproar.

In other words, as long as the human body is not modified, it is not a heresy?

How can this kind of major matter involving the foundation of the Holy Religion be touched by a small director of yours?

But surprisingly, the Holy City was lifeless and did not react at all. The hand-eyed figure quickly contacted the Holy City, and received a reply, "In the city of Lorma, all religious matters are decided by Director Dack." ”

There was a thick reluctance in the words, but the attitude was clear: Duck is the boss, you must be obedient.

Everyone was still stunned, but Boss Duck was not idle, and in the afternoon of the same day, with a stroke of the pen, all the twenty or thirty "heinous" heretics in custody were released.

Happiness came so suddenly that some "heretics" pushed open the door, caught off guard, and the wives and children thought it was a ghost who slipped out.

Some people are so happy that they almost faint, and naturally some people are so angry that they are about to faint. Police Chief Trucier came to visit Director Duck with trepidation.

"Right now, the situation is a little ...... Well, hectic," he wanted to say "chaos" several times, but after thinking about it, he still held back: "Grown, look, is it better to explain it again?"

Duck laughed: "I thought that the simpler the things that the people could see, the better. It's too complicated, and it's confusing. ”

"No, no, I mean, well, they're used to a life of strict restraint, so ......"

"Because the Holy Religion has been led astray by a group of villains with ill intentions, the people's minds have also gone astray. ”

The police chief chuckled in his heart, and secretly said that this guy really dares to say that he has beaten a large group of former people into villains with evil intentions with one stick.

"The credo of 'do something out of fear' is certainly necessary, if not enough to deter true heresy, but the majority of the population is mediocre people who want to live a peaceful life, and it is equally important to 'actively do something out of trust and hope.' No one wants to live a life where they are to blame at every turn. If they can benefit from our rule, how can they allow heretics to ruin their hard-won lives?"

Trucier was full of slander, but he kept a humble smile on his face: "However, there has been a lot of gossip on the street recently, including the old stubborns you released against the crowd...... Also ......"

The old stubborn he spoke of were several theology professors at the Lorma branch of the Fartican Theological Seminary, whose views were not entirely in line with the orthodox because they advocated the restoration of the simple faith and the suspension of indulgences, angered the high officials, and were put in prison under the label of "heretic" and "poor traitor".

These old fellows are the smelly and hard stones in the pit, and they don't buy anyone's account, including Duck's. As soon as he left the prison gate yesterday afternoon, he triumphantly shouted, "This is a victory for democracy and freedom," and some supporters who did not know whether they were alive or dead also declared in public that "the great power of the people has frightened the corrupt rulers."

Catherine, who was standing behind Dark, snorted dissatisfiedly, and Trucier quickly lowered her head and stopped talking.

"Of course I do. has been locked up for more than ten years for no reason, and they will inevitably have resentment in their hearts, and they will complain. A few powerless pedants can make a fuss. You can let your subordinates keep an eye on it, and whoever dares to instigate it will be arrested and dealt with strictly. ”

"You're magnanimous, but they're clamoring for a halt to the issuance of indulgences, a halt to the issuance of indulgences!"

Duck looked at his anxious face and said with a smile: "You came this time to ask for everyone's life?"

Trusil broke out in a cold sweat: "No...... The city of Lorma is the gateway to the Holy City from the west, with the Lal Mountains and the Pedro Fortress to the west, half of which is surrounded by mountains and forests, and the other half of the land belongs to the Church, that is to say, ......"

"I see what you mean. There are many mountains, but few plains, many fruit trees, few crops, and too few agricultural taxes, and no indulgences are sold, and everyone is not comfortable—but, this is what the town hall should worry about, and what does it have to do with me as a servant?" Duck sneered, and added, "They don't listen to me. ”

This sentence stunned Trusier.

Boy, you're crazy!

The town hall is responsible for the day-to-day administration of the city. Without its support, would the church's indulgences be able to be sold smoothly? The church knows this, so it usually doesn't look too ugly, and if you eat meat yourself, the town hall can always pick up a few bones and gnaw on it.

Listening to this kid's meaning, he wants to hold the city hall in his hands?

simply take the city garrison regiment as well, and call it the king!

Is this kid a fool?

The fool was oblivious to this: "Mr. Director, you see, I have shared my thoughts with you without reservation, and this is my work idea for a long time to come. The religious atmosphere in Lorma City will be warm and relaxed, and everyone can breathe a sigh of relief. As for buzzing flies, I don't care. ”

"Well, now that you've made your decision, of course I'm fully supporting, but, personally, personally, I'm going to suggest that if a reform touches the cheese of too many people, then ......"

"Of course I do. You don't even have to touch too many people, a handful of people in power are enough to mess everything up. It's okay, there's someone above me. ”

The director looked like a ghost.

I've seen shameless, I've never seen such shameless, do you mean that no matter how big a leak you poke, you will pay the bill? How did you get appreciated by your superiors at this level?

Duck stood up, paced two steps with his hands behind his back, and said with his back to the director: "I also know a little about the methods used by the people below to mess things up. Now that you're here, please give a message to your colleagues. ”

"Yes, yes. You say, you say. ”

"Work under me and be honest. I'm not going to embarrass people on purpose. The direction and route are determined by me, and it is mine if I mess up, but," a cold light flashed in Dark's eyes, "If anyone dares to joke about the direction, misinterpret the policy, or be passive and slacking off, prevarication, be careful of your head!"

The director swallowed dryly, but did not dare to respond.

Negative sabotage, as well as distorting policies, reading good scriptures crookedly, this is a common way for people below to deal with the above, anyway, the law is not responsible for the public, you have the ability to do the specific work yourself, I don't believe you grasp better than these people!

However, looking at the head of this brute bull in front of him, he is obviously unreasonable, who wants to touch his neck with a steel knife.

It's unlucky, how did you meet such a stunned young man. I don't understand anything, and I'm terrible. I have to go back and discuss with everyone to see if we can get rid of this guy sooner.

Sending away the preoccupied Director, Duck began to gather his loyal men: "Secretary Elizabeth, Miss Catherine, and Vice-Captain Woods are here, and Woods will bring what I asked you to bring when Woods comes." ”

On the first day of his ascension to directorship, Dack appointed Isabella as his secretary-general, and entrusted her with all the correspondence and day-to-day affairs. Isabella traveled around with Urbino in her early years, and later followed Duck George to adventure all over the world, and had a lot of experience, especially when she was in Jacque, she presided over the intelligence work of the Dark God Cult, and she grew a lot of talent, and now she is a small city, and she can handle it easily.

Catherine is now Dark's bodyguard, a two-duty bodyguard, in addition to protecting the safety of the governor, she is also the eyeliner that the archbishop placed on the face of Darke's side, which Duck certainly knows. But why don't you want such a skilled and eye-catching bodyguard? Besides, eyeliner can also deliver the message she wants her to pass in time. She is very familiar with the Holy City and the surrounding area, which is very suitable for guidance and counseling.

As long as these two people work together smoothly, and bring a nimble Woods to run errands, it's fine.

Duck took three of his men and swaggered out of the office, making three circles left and three turns right in the courtroom.

Catherine was puzzled: "What are we going to do?"

Duck said: "Of course, it's to say hello to his subordinates and get acquainted with it." Otherwise, if you arrest me as a heretic, it will be very unjust. ”

Catherine pointed to the big bag on Woods' shoulder, "What's this bulging bag?"

"Apples, big and delicious apples. ”

"Apple, what?"

"Welfare, one per person. ”

Catherine rolled her eyes: "Please, Lord Elder, you don't need to have a good relationship with your subordinates, right? There are orchards everywhere here, and this year is another good year, and one copper can buy two." Who is so rare for such cheap perks—you're not sarcastically saying they're worthless, are you?"

Duck pulled out a few apples from his bag and tossed one to each of them: "Come, taste." ”

Isabella and Woods took it, rubbing their clothes and clicking and gnawing on them. Catherine thought for a moment, was embarrassed, and stuffed it into her pocket.

Isabella nibbled and praised, "It's really good, sweet and sour, crispy and juicy." Two coppers, it's really earned—will it hurt the peasants?"

Woods said: "This 'Steyr' is big, ripens early, and the taste can only be regarded as medium to high, and in another half a month, a large number of 'Cherry' will be on the market, and the taste is better, and five coppers can buy a bag - it is certain that the fruit is cheap and hurts the farmers, make do with it, besides, this is not our responsibility." ”

Duck took a bite hard, and said stupidly: "If I knew that I would delay my appointment for another half a month, I can save a sum of money - open the door, your boss has sent delicious food!"

Catherine quietly tugged Isabella: "He's not serious, is he?"

Isabella grinned, "This guy is sinister, who knows!"