Archbishop Ram's aristocratic wisdom is directly proportional to the weight of his bloated fat body, which is also an important reason why his noble cardinal uncle is willing to cultivate him, the clergy of the empire increasingly need aristocratic minds to be promoted, rather than rigidly following dogma, this is the biggest open secret of the Holy See in the last fifty years, and the archbishop does not mind spreading the "teachings", "teachings" for the young archarchon in front of him This is a recognized classic in the Vatrentican, after all, there is not only a son of a traitor with the title of leader of the Sacrament Ministry, but also a beautiful lady with a graceful figure but full of aggression, and 3 undead puppets who exude a terrifying atmosphere, the fat man's eyes roll slightly, weighing the pros and cons, and speculating about the possibility of the other party becoming the Papa of Marceau County, compared to the initial anger and disdain, the fat man who is about to become a metropolitan has a lot more harmonious smiles on his face.

Augustine picked a chair to sit down, because the chairs were all tailor-made for the "pious and poor" Archbishop Ram, Augustine seemed to have too much surplus after sitting in, everyone was also a nobleman who was influenced by the family, he naturally knew that the fat man was an excellent businessman who would make as much effort as he could get as much as he wanted, and threw away the evidence in his hand that had prevented the fat man from climbing to the position of the metropolitan to a certain extent, took out a document similar to a contract, handed it to the fat man Ram, and smiled in the tone of a businessman:" Now that only my [Order] is left in the entire province of Marceau, and if you can turn the Teachings into the only canon in several cities and churches, I will be able to pay you as much asylum as I want, and the documents will explain in detail, and there will definitely be no meaningless disputes in the future. I believe that after signing this document, no more stubborn clergy will go to the Senate of Jupiter City to question the Archbishop's adherence to the rules, and no one will go to the Inquisition about the little thing about your participation in the dividends at the Mississisian Arena. ”

Ram took the document and quickly skimmed through it word for word, making sure that there were no traps, but thinking of the need to sign the document, the fat archbishop, who was cautious by nature, still had a headache and a difficult face. Augustine smiled slightly, and said, "Well, I believe that the verbal promises of the true nobles are more secure than the signatures of the philistine merchants, what do you say, Metropolitan Ram? You can burn this document now, I think it can be a little tacit understanding that only you and I know." ”

The fat man was very surprised, the fat on his face trembled violently, and he quickly stretched out the document to the candle, which burned it all, and the candlelight shone on the greasy face of ecstasy, making Madame Quentin from the Plantagenet aristocratic family feel sick and disgusting, and perhaps it was this proud discomfort that made the stubborn old-school family Florence farther and farther away from the center of power. Augustine calmly watched the fat man burn the contract clean, always with a calm and warm smile, the fat man in a happy mood rubbed his hands, and was finally able to sit comfortably in his chair and talk to his new ally on an equal footing, he felt that he was beginning to adapt to the atmosphere of dealing with this young man, and said with a slightly flattering smile: " Your Excellency, Lord Archon, do you need to feel the special entertainment program of Watt City, as you must also know, the ladies of Watt City are the most pious group of ladies in Marceau County, and I have always maintained a good relationship with this rare and lovely group. ”

Augustine shook his head slightly, glanced at Mrs. Quentin, and asked rhetorically, "Is there any quality like her?"

The fat man was stunned for a moment, stared at the elegant lady who played the role of a maid not far away, smiled, turned his head to look at his ally, and said regretfully and guiltily: "It is indeed not." ”

Madame Quentin resisted the violent urge to cut off the huge head of the damned fat man with the "Luth Scythe" in her hand, and with her rich experience as an assassin, she believed that as long as she poked a hole of the right size, the fat man could release at least more than 100 catties of blood from his body. Augustine ignored Aunt Quentin's angry murderous intentions, took out an elegant letter paper with the appearance of a list again, handed it to the fat man with a curious face, and said flatly: " These are the hypocrites and traitors of Watt City involved in the private arena of Lauder Castle, and each nobleman has a corresponding amount of Caesar gold coins behind them, and I believe that they need to pay some gold coins for their mistakes, of course, this price is my preliminary assessment, if the future Metropolitan of Ram can increase the price a little more, for each additional Caesar gold coin, it can be divided in half with the order, the order will take 50 Bourbon silver coins, and the metropolitan will take 50. ”

"Is it just Watt City?" the fat man's eyes widened, and his smile became more and more exaggerated, "Your Excellency the Wise Archon, you may not know, I have a certain say in half of Marceau County, and I can definitely help you run errands, like the 'slave city' Alpha City, I have a good relationship with the city lord, and for example, the Archbishop of Ron City, where the archbishop is my uncle's loyal student, more loyal than the most docile hound." ”

Augustine seemed to have anticipated Archbishop Ram's greed, and immediately handed out four or five lists very cooperatively. The fat man clenched the list, and the huge chair began to shake with excitement.

Obviously, it was a party that didn't start nicely but ended perfectly.

When he left the Cathedral of Marca, Archbishop Ram, who clearly stated that he was "never willing to grovel to the aristocracy", personally sent it to the door of the church, full of compliments.

The two carriages drove out of Watt City, and Lady Quentin, who was in the same carriage with Augustine, looked admiring and said helplessly: "No wonder my family has fallen, because nobles like you are becoming more and more widespread. ”

Lori, who was wearing the beautiful body of the "Princess Mi Peifen" of the Plantagenet Dynasty, lay on the stall, wrenching his fingers to calculate how many gold coins the dead fat man could bring to the castle of Shinage. Augustine, who closed his eyes and recuperated, shook his head and said, "The strange thing is not the fall of your family, but its initial rise. That kind of family, being able to stand out, is the biggest funny in itself. ”

Lady Quentin had an undisguised deep resentment on her face, although she was driven to the Holy Empire by the mother monster cultivated by the Pope's Hall, she still instinctively maintained a sense of family honor, which was the common and common problem of all the down-and-out nobles of the Epic Continent. Augustine opened his eyes, lifted the curtains, looked at the night, and said softly: "Even the Lion King Todd family, who believes in justice, needs to support an heir who makes money in the gray area to maintain the glory of that golden lion on the surface. The once gigantic Rotonchild, even if the head of the house is the most elegant poet in the Empire, needs to personally go and have some not-so-clean slave business, I say so, do you not hesitate to belittle your own family and reduce some of your childish anger, Aunt Quentin?"

Lady Quentin, who had been furious, became more and more vigorous when she heard the last salutation.

And what added fuel to the fire was that Xiao Lori touched her slippery cheeks, and said self-absorbedly: "The years are ruthless, it's good to be young, youth is invincible." ”

Sadly, Lady Quentin, who is not old at all, dares to be angry with Augustine, but she is absolutely unwilling to be an enemy of the seemingly naïve Queen Elizabeth. Hera, a two-career master, is no exception.

Augustine smiled and said, "Lord Butler, how much money does Cosmo have at his disposal now? Not including your personal property, of course. ”

Lori calculated seriously: "The Caesar coupon seized from Lauder Castle is 600,000 gold coins, excluding expenses, there is still 550,000 left, if this transaction with the fat pig can be done, the income will fluctuate around 1.5 million." ”

Mrs. Quentin couldn't laugh or cry, the bulk of the harvest of Lauder Castle was not Caesar tickets, but the collection of Viscount Heber worth at least 1.8 million once auctioned, but unfortunately all these luxury goods were allocated to the pocket of a private butler, and the most speechless thing for Mrs. Quentin was that the archon, who had always been careful about his calculations, had no objection to this. Butler Lori continued: "I have calculated the valuation of a certain aunt's 'Empress' antique shop on Champs-Elysée Witch Street, and if you sell it all at 20%, you can quickly exchange it for 900,000 gold coins, which is a lot of income for Brother Shi. ”

Mrs. Quentin protested, "That's my only family!"

Augustine smiled and comforted: "Don't be nervous, the 'Empress' will not be closed, not only will it not be sold cheaply, but I also plan to buy a few antique collection stores that compete with the Empress Store in one go, monopolize one or two industry fields, and in the future, there are new things coming out of the Sheep's Horn Lab, which can be sold in the store by the way, and I also plan to create a small auction house by myself, Mrs. Quentin, are you interested in being the boss behind the scenes?"

Lori sarcastically said: "This elderly aunt has no business acumen, as evidenced by the dismal business of the Queen's Store." ”

Mrs. Quentin's face flushed slightly.

She scolded her belly about who was really old, but she didn't dare to say it.

Augustine hesitated for a moment, then nodded, "Agatha is a good candidate. ”

Mrs. Quentin agreed: "She is indeed a shrewd girl. ”

Augustine smiled and said, "Don't you think that by putting Agatha and Juliet together, you can maximize their respective potential?"

Mrs. Quentin sighed, "Women's competition. ”

In her opinion, after Agatha and Juliet, a noble son from an artistic family, entered the underground castle of Sarngo, they faced the absolute spiritual leader Augustine, just like two daughters who invited merit, in order to gain more attention and favor from their father, they continued to work hard and compete secretly. As for the madmen of the three laboratories of Sheephorn, they are completely out of a strong desire to survive and a deformed pursuit of truth, which is beyond the normal scope. Mrs. Quentin was suddenly confused, so what was her purpose or belief in that after getting through the initial resistance, she was so quickly able to shake off her depression and go crazy with the biggest madman in the universe?

Don't forget, it was she who cut off the head of Viscount Heber, a descendant of the Lion King, and carried it until it drained its last drop of blood.

Augustine suddenly corrected: "Unless the fat man of Marca does not do it, if he makes up his mind, he will definitely give us more than 1,500,000 Caesar gold coins, I believe in his strength to squeeze his kind, especially the same kind that is one or two levels weaker than his strength." The driving force that money brings to him is more effective than the teachings of the Holy See. ”

Mrs. Quentin wondered, "Will he be willing to die for you?"

Augustine shook his head and said: "Of course not, I don't have a master-servant or employment relationship with him, just an unreliable ally, if you have gold coins to earn, you can maintain it, there is a big risk, you will be separated in two, it is a perfect business partner, and if you turn your face, you will not become an enemy." There is a cardinal archbishop as an uncle, which is really a very invincible hole card. Far more directly useful than an archon like me, with a gorgeous and empty title. ”

In the empire, the deep family is the biggest trump card.

This is the Son of Truth born from the Mother of Power.