It was a fine spring day, and Count Bagh got up early in the morning and ate a full meal, and he did not pray for it, for he did not think it was necessary. In these chaotic times, many were oral believers, and Count Bagh was a believer in the pamphlets, and apart from the pages of the church, it was not much different from the pagans of the north.

He was unbridled with the raids of caravans and pilgrims, but when the armies of the northerners passed through his domain, the count, who was known for his brutality among the commoners, closed the gates of his castle and watched the northerners pass through and collect grain on his territory, without collecting the slightest toll from them. However, compared to the nobles who took advantage of the opportunity to disguise themselves as northerners to plunder their neighbors, and those who tried to collude with the northerners, Count Bagh was still a patriotic faction among the nobility of Neustria.

The bishop of the diocese of Romuto was a relative of his, and in fact, if he had not been so keen on plundering, he would have become a bishop. But he did not feel sorry for the loss of this opportunity, because as the diocese of Tournest prospered, it became more and more profitable to buy road money with a knife. He found this life more nourishing than being a bishop, because he was a man who refused to draw a cross underneath even the precepts on paper.

He plundered the caravans and pilgrims who came to and from the diocese of Tournest for a great deal of money, and many wandering knights and outlaws came to his disciples in search of protection and wealth, and he divided them into two groups to patrol the road to the diocese of Tournest to make sure that not a single fat sheep flew out from under their noses.

Because he had such a reputation, the merchants and pilgrims. Either hire hordes of bodyguards or assemble into a brigade of more than three hundred people. to dare to pass guò his territory.

When encountering such a procession, he and his men levied a toll on them. However, if any unlucky man is unfortunate enough to be left alone because of his urgency, he will have to chase after his team naked, and the Earl's men will not even leave him a pair of shorts.

Although this behavior caused many curses, Count Bagh did not take it seriously, for his wealth and strength increased day by day.

"A coward who obeys the rules and precepts is only worthy to eat weeds, and a good man with a knife can drink wine and eat meat to his heart's content." He and his men often touted each other like this.

Sometimes, when they drank too much, they would openly laugh at the Bishop of Turnest, who had brought them wealth. I think he's a coward of cowards, a fool of fools. The bishop did not collect taxes from his parishioners in any way, nor did he send men to seize the land of his clergy and nobles—he was cowardly enough to lease land, cattle and horses—he could have demanded, threatened, and finally lit a soldier and shot his gun!

However, he didn't.

So, the Count of Bagh and his men mocked the bishop who had brought them wealth while plundering the trade routes to Tournest.

They do not understand the great mind, but understand it as cowardice and stupidity in their own logic.

Until three days ago. They are still betting on whether Bishop Tournest has lost his male function, or if he is simply a woman. They believed that no man who had something between his legs would not shrink into his own territory for years without making a fortune by robbery - they did not believe that the Bishop of Turnest had repelled the Laccadians - and those who had the courage to fight privately did not understand why the army sometimes failed to fight back and scolded and did not return the word. They don't know the big picture, and simply think that it is a cowardly and courageless expression.

On that day, a letter was delivered by a man.

The men of the Count of Bagh sued him. There was no one in the county who could read, so the man had to go back. Then he came with a message.

At first, none of them believed the letter.

Even when the day of the scheduled war came. They still don't quite believe in a war. Why, the little bishop, who has been cowering in his diocese, is going to war with them? Just for a cow that ran to the county by itself?

As for the Baroness Brad mentioned in the letter, it took great difficulty for them to confirm with the messenger before they died laughing—that the bishop had indeed sent a woman to lead the army against them.

When they had brought the word to the Earl, who thought it was a joke told by a passing poet, he almost rolled out of his chair because of the poet's talent, and gave them a few silver coins to amuse the fellow.

His men had to awkwardly remind the Count that they had brought with them a letter from the Bishop declaring war.

The letter was beautifully bound, with the signs of Turnest and St. Aubrey painted in colour, and the Count and the others, though illiterate, were not able to produce such a letter, but it must not have been a passer-by who wanted to exchange the joke for two silver coins.

After reading the letter, the Count laughed maniacally again.

"Why, if he does not return his cattle, he will go to war with me and take me prisoner, and take back the qiē that I have plundered from the merchants and pilgrims?" The Count couldn't stand up with a straight smile, "In the name of God, the Bishop, and that Lady of Cloth?" Are they going to bring an army against me? Wowha! ”

A more comical casus belli, Count Bagh could not have thought of any more than the stupid bishop's approaching army, which he was quite sure would be, if there was one, it would be a circus army.

"Cow, we have already eaten that night, and if he wants to capture me, I will let the horse come!" This is the Earl's reply to the bishop.

What is the latter part of the letter to give a just verdict, and to transform him into a self-reliant man who knows how to respect the value of labor, and so on, Count Bagh is all regarded as the gibberish of the bishop, although the first part is also gibberish, but the word war is still within the comprehension of the Count and his men.

"Today is the day you are scheduled to go to war with Bishop Turnest and Baroness Brad." His priest was careful to remind him when he poured him wine. This priest was only a serf before, and he could not read or write to this day, but he still looked like that in the black robe of a priest, and the most important thing was that he was the earl's groom, and knew the earl's temper very well, and would never recite any rules and precepts in the earl's ear, so the count was happy one day after drinking, and declared that he would henceforth be a priest in his realm. Because he was a priest, he also served as the earl's secretary, responsible for reminding the earl of trivial matters.

"Hmph." He replied in this way, and after drinking a large glass of mead, he held out his empty cup to the priest.

The matter of the war was not on his mind, and he considered how much ransom he should demand from the diocese of Tournest after the capture of the bishop and the baroness. (To be continued......)