Tan Xiangran accepted Egil's praise from Joan of Arc and smiled implicitly. It seems that this year of recuperation in Northern Europe, although it did not cure her illness, made her state of mind more peaceful.

Egir gently took her in his arms, as if he were holding the finest porcelain, afraid that the slightest heaviness of the movement would hurt her.

"I'm like you, Egil. Joan of Arc leaned close to Egil's ear and said.

"Me too, Joan of Arc, my love. Egil also pressed close to Joan of Arc's ear and responded.

The two of them were like this, in the prayer room, in the bedroom that was specially vacated as Joan of Arc's room, hugging each other, enjoying such a rare warm time, of course, Joan of Arc's recent defense was very subtle, and Egil was also heartbroken Joan of Arc came all the way to work hard, so the two sides just hugged each other, and did not develop to the next step until noon, when the two sides had lunch together, in the afternoon, Egil took Joan of Arc's hand and went on a date in the imperial garden, and in the evening, it was still dinner together, and then it was the much-anticipated plot.

Of course, the little nun Maria also made a fuss for a while, clamoring to play with Joan of Arc, but was soon subdued by Egil, and after a tortoiseshell bondage, she stuffed her mouth ball and found a drying rack and hung it in the air.

That's it, Egil wants to live a two-person world for the time being, so he doesn't want anyone to disturb him

"You put down the guy who was hanging in mid-air and was dying, and then talk about this kind of thing!"

Of course, Aurora's opinion was to be ignored throughout.

The next day, Egil wanted to continue with Joan of Arc and go to the Royal Museum, but Joan of Arc showed that she was too weak to do so. After all, her old illness has not been cured, and she has just traveled for a long time, and she is a little exhausted after barely playing with Egil for a day yesterday.

Although Joan of Arc didn't say anything, a smart person like Egil understood Joan of Arc's difficulties after a little thought, so he blamed himself for not being careful enough, and exchanged a delicate wheelchair from the system for Joan of Arc. Although Joan of Arc felt a little embarrassed to sit on it like this and let Egil push her away, Egil reluctantly agreed at her semi-forced insistence. After a few days of getting used to it, Joan of Arc also felt that this four-wheeled cart was very convenient and suitable for herself who couldn't walk for too long and couldn't ride a horse

In this way, after a few days, after taking Joan of Arc to tour the entire giant palace in Krakow, after having fun, he gave her the right to enter and leave the royal library at will, and let the little nun Maria push Jeanne d'Arc to read books in the royal library every day to relieve her boredom, and Egil took out his time and began to solve other problems, and the messenger of the Papal States had been hanging by him for nearly half a month, and seeing that Christmas was coming, he couldn't even see Egil, even if the envoy had a good temper, he couldn't bear it.

"The Norman Emperor was so arrogant! Did he think he could ignore the authority of the Church?!"

Although he didn't want any conflict with the Norman emperor, the envoy couldn't help but treat him so rudely. The main coffee also ran to the diplomatic office of the Norman Royal Council to bark at Foreign Secretary Forster.

"Be quiet, be quiet, Bishop," Forster chuckled, "in fact His Majesty the Emperor has given you permission to receive you. Just this afternoon, in His Majesty the Emperor's private study, Riva asked the Bishop to get ready. ”

“............ Oh. Are you in such a hurry?!" Hearing that Egil was going to see him, it was this bishop who began to be a little scared for a while, after all, these conditions in the Papal States are very harsh, coupled with Egil's cold attitude towards him these days, this bishop has no bottom inside.

"Or is it that there is a traitor in the mission, and the other party already knows the requirements of the Holy See, so he is so cold?" Soon half of the guess was right. Of course, due to limitations, using flying birds to deliver information is such an unscientific thing, and he can't even think of killing him.

However, half of the guess was enough, and the bishop was so frightened that he thought he would not survive that day, and before meeting Egil, he used a small amount of time to write letters to several of his illegitimate children, telling them where and where he had accumulated all the money he had accumulated after being a bishop for so many years. Anyway, you can't cheapen the Jewish goldsmiths who have saved their money there. ...,

So, trembling, the bishop changed into a full costume, a gorgeous silk robe, embroidered with gold thread, a crown inlaid with rubies, and a staff of pure gold, which made the guy look very glamorous.

In normal times, this bishop is quite able to fool a lot of ignorance. Ordinary people who don't have hearts. But at this time, looking at His Majesty the Norman Emperor, who was wearing a white casual dress, wearing a certain small banquet crown, and had a noble temperament, this bishop had no confidence at all, and his knees were weak and he almost wanted to fall to the ground.

Of course, in the end, I held back.

"Tsk. His actions like this were naturally taken by Emperor Egil, and seeing that his opponent was so useless, Egil was not in the mood to play with him. After the bishop had told Egil what he had known for a long time about the conditions of the Papal States, Egil told him directly: "I agree with the Holy See's treatment of Eastern Europe. The Holy See, for its part, could send missionaries to Eastern Europe and establish monasteries, and at the same time we would begin to criticize the Orthodox faith of the local aristocracy, so that they could return to the right path as soon as possible. ”

"Ahh For a moment, he was a little stupid, and he looked at Egil directly, not knowing what to say.

"Of course, there are some things that are not right here. Egil sighed softly: "Although I am nominally the lord of Eastern Europe, in fact, I do not control this territory very much, and now the whole of Eastern Europe is thriving on the surface, but there is a turbulent undercurrent inside.

The Orthodox faith of the Rus' aristocracy was deeply rooted and could not be bulldozed overnight. Hearing Egil say this, the bishop thought to himself that it was just as I had imagined.

So he readily agreed to Egil's prevarication: "Indeed, teaching the lost lamb is indeed a long and arduous task. We are able to accept a moment of setbacks and failures.

As long as the end result is good. That's it. ”

"That's right, no," Egir chuckled and nodded, and then said, "Of course, there is another thing that needs to be noted, and that is that the various nomadic tribes in Eastern Europe are very autonomous, and to be honest, the empire does not have that much control over these people, so these disobedient fellows often attack travelers, merchants, missionaries, etc. If the church wants to spread the gospel in this part of Eastern Europe, these guys also need to pay attention."

"This..."The bishop's heart burst out for a moment, and then he realized that this kind of rhetoric was Egil's real means, what kind of horse bandits, nomads, etc., it was not Egil who said that there was. Say no, no, no. And whether it was a real horse bandit, or a Norman disc cavalry with a horse bandit skin, the same is unknown......

The bishop hesitated slightly, and finally looked at Egil with a sarcastic smile on his lips, and thought to himself: Since this guy doesn't want to clash with the church openly, then that is, my personal safety should be fine...... , So, in terms of attitude towards him, a little tougher should be okay......

After figuring this out, the county bishop is a little bolder, and his attitude towards Egil is not so good, you are indeed a rare handsome guy, but this bishop is neither a woman nor a, why should he give in to you?!

With this in mind, the bishop spoke in a louder voice: "Sometimes.

In order to spread the gospel, the necessary sacrifices are inevitable. Those who die to spread the gospel of the Lord will inevitably ascend to heaven after their deaths, and I don't think Your Majesty will leave these pious and brave priests alone, and it would be a good idea to send some equally devout Norman warriors to defend them, and it would be quite a difficult task for you, who have an army of tens of thousands. Do you say?"

“... Damn it" Egil didn't expect this guy to say such a thing. I was a little speechless for a while, indeed, such a request seemed very reasonable, send some Norman soldiers to guard the missionaries, so that the possibility of being attacked by "horse bandits" was greatly reduced, the Normans would not even kill their own people, and even if they did not kill their own people, the missionaries who stayed with them died, but they did nothing. How can this be explained?

Egil chuckled, "Of course the bishop, of course I've always been very religious.

Very devout, very keen to spread the Gospel of God, in fact, this campaign against the infidels and heretics is aimed at this purpose. Egil said something that no one would believe, but the killing intent in his eyes became stronger and stronger, and he couldn't hide it no matter what.

"In that case, it depends on the performance of the offshore fleet. Egil thought as he looked at the bishop with a terror.

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