Tulkulani dragged his tired body and mind out of the demon ship with his retinue who had long since defected to the Neustrian side, and he had finally been promised to get rid of the position of liaison he had asked for endless wealth and beauty, and that he might have a good night's sleep. Although, when he wakes up tomorrow, he will think of the anger of the relative who recommended him so much, and his sad future, but tonight, let him celebrate and finally say goodbye to the demon.

It had only been two days since the demon had struck him, but it seemed like a whole century had passed for him, and the qiē he had once been proud of had proved to be of no help to him, and for the first time he realized how weak and powerless he was, like those lowly commoners, and how weak he was in the face of power, and from which he had nowhere to escape.

In the past, he used the victim's family to intimidate the victim into obedience, and now, his own family sided with the demon and acted as an accomplice to the demon. In the past, when he threatened his victims, he raised his family name to scare away those who wanted to help them, but now his own entourage feared him and instead regarded the Neustrians as their saviors.

"This is an abominable world where black and white are reversed, where there is no distinction between right and wrong, and where good people are wronged...... And my abominable wife...... Maybe I should become a monk and join the Jeffrey Order. The thought came to his mind as Turkulani, a descendant of the nobility who still had money and status and outperformed many commoners, came to his own splendid and comfortable house surrounded by his retinue. It can be seen how necessary it is for hell and the devil to exist once it does appear. Priests like Turkulani would also become pious and upright, at least. He doesn't squint at cute boys now.

Turkulani had gone home to rest, but the current Archbishop of Newsteria had just begun his work.

He spread out the paper in front of him. Combine the information he received from Turkulani and the information he received from the sentinels sent by the agents and missions in the area (meow, which is also the word for harmony......

Two thousand pounds of gold, which was the reserve price for the Archbishop of Neustria from the Holy See, after several days of torture, Turkulani would tremble at the sight of his shadow, and he would rather dig out his purse and face the anger of his relatives than dare to lower the offer, it seems that this is indeed the reserve price of the Holy See.

Of course, the archbishop did not think that the Holy See was waiting for his two thousand pounds of gold to eat. Otherwise, they should have made the same offer to his predecessor, Archbishop Joseph, to make the orthodox royal family also pay two thousand pounds of gold in exchange for the support of the Holy See, and judge him as a heretic.

It is more likely that both two thousand pounds of gold already had their respective owners. Of course, the Pope's coffers can only get a small part of it, I'm afraid it's less than thirty percent, and it's hard to say whether there are five hundred pounds or not. The rest, presumably, have gone into the pockets of the cardinals who hold great power in the Holy See, and some of them will become the rich inheritance that the cardinals leave to their children's descendants. Some will help the current popes rush to the pope after their ascension.

This kind of thing. Not only in ancient times, but also in modern times. If you don't get a touch of bribery, you're too sorry for yourself. The archbishop knew that if he hadn't tossed Turkulani enough before, he would never have been satisfied with two thousand pounds, and he might not have been able to offer three thousand pounds.

Now that he had defeated Turkulani, the Holy See would definitely send another liaison, who ...... "Maybe we should get Turkulani back." The archbishop muttered without pity, he now looked at this man like a cat looking at a little mouse, he could play as he wanted, and the other party's life or death was not at all in his heart.

"But ......," he scribbled on the paper with a stroke of his pen, what if he agreed to pay two thousand pounds of gold, and the Holy See still refused to pay him the archbishop's shawl, dragging his feet for the offer of the Orthodox Crown? Or, shortly after paying him the archbishop's shawl, he turned his face and denied it? He knew that in this day and age, some kings regarded the auction of the bishopric as a good deal, and whoever offered the highest price would get rid of his predecessor, and he would not expect too much from the Holy See in this regard. The orthodox royal family may not be willing to give much, not the old fox predecessor, and the people who helped the former archbishop to appeal...... In short, he had read a lot more church history than the Otherworldly Demon King, and he was even more distrustful of them.

He had his own thoughts, and after finding out the details of this Shining City, he became even more determined.

"Neustria needs those two thousand pounds of gold more than the Holy See, not to mention the reserve price, without commission, and we don't bring that much. His Majesty gave me a letter of credit, but the bloodsuckers were no better than the Holy See, and the efforts of the newborn Neustrian could not be given to them in vain. ”

The next thing to do is to put the idea into action.

He first summoned his knights, the military leader of the mission, and although the other party was undoubtedly loyal to him, it was based on a rare conscience, and what he wanted the other party to do was a very evil thing.

The other party promised him that they could accompany him to hell, and he couldn't drag the other party down without saying hello.

Moreover, whether this matter can be successful or not must be judged by the other party first, after all, the archbishop has not undergone special military training, and he should still consult professionals on these matters.

After learning the virtues of the priesthood of the Eternal City, the knight had no doubts about the archbishop's instructions, "You say that the sun is black, then it is black. Thus did he express his oath of faithfulness to his master.

The archbishop then summons the trio of Jean-Ne Borne and Luna, and the success of the plan requires their cooperation.

The last to be summoned is Adair, a former pirate leader who has only recently "temporarily converted" to embark on this journey.

When it was his turn to be summoned, the next day's glow was already shining on the Flying Santsina, and in this golden glow, he was immersed in a dream - gold, gold, gold everywhere! The menorah of gold, the censer of gold, the coffin of gold, the canopy of gold...... It's about the same as the old cathedrals that the archbishop took him to worship! He moved it all to his ship!

"Bang! Syllable! ”

"Be careful, those doors are hard to find elsewhere!" The former pirate leader angrily reprimanded his clumsy men in his dreams, like the churches of the Eternal City, where to find the gates made of intricately carved bronze (and inlaid with many silver ornaments)! Broken and there is nothing else to grab!

"Bang! Syllable! ”

"Huh?" Adair's amber eyes narrowed, only to realize that it was his own door that was ringing, "What's the matter?" (To be continued......)