Chapter 116: Trade Unions and the Holy See

While Lear was speaking to the Dark Gladiators, Phil slyly ran over and whispered a few words in his ear, Lear's brow furrowed.

Master Dardanelle, sent by the Wizards' Guild, has arrived outside the manor! and he is accompanied by the Cardinal Archbishop, Master Paul Gould!

How did these two groups of ice charcoal and different furnace forces come together?

However, Lear quickly greeted him with a sincere smile on his face. He can't offend any of these people.

"Master Dardanelle, Archbishop Gould, what is the wind that has brought you to my burrow, hehe...... It's so rundown, and you know, I'm a poor bastard with no gold to take care of it......" Lear snorted haha.

In fact, this dilapidated aristocratic manor Lear has no intention of staying for a long time, and is about to open up to the Piaoxiang River, his fiefdom, and after he leaves, Lear plans to sell it and turn it into the gold coins he needs most now.

In fact, Lear humbly said that he was a poor bastard, but this sentence was not wrong at all, this goods sold a lot of "Rejuvenation San" and "Huiqi Pill" through Linekert's pharmacy during this time, plus bribes sent by large and small nobles, not to mention tens of millions of gold coins, but now there are more people and horses, and the expenses are even more huge, Lear is always in a state of making ends meet, just collecting more than 2,000 bloody gladiators, and 1,000 dark gladiators is already an astronomical amount......

Back then, the income of a dozen gold coins had already made Tu Baozi ecstatic, and now that he had a monthly income of 100,000 gold coins, he still had a sad face, and if it weren't for the long-sleeved and dancing of Tubonas Lodge, Lear would not have known how to maintain this situation.

Dardanelle glanced at the honest young man with a smile, and was secretly vigilant in his heart, if he was confused by the appearance of this seemingly honest guy, I am afraid that he would definitely suffer the loss, but before leaving, Master Kamodo had already given him a bottom limit, that is, to try his best to envelop this upstart, the chairman of the old and slippery magician union has been keenly aware that the ancient continent has entered an eventful season, not only the Byron Empire, but also other countries are turbulent.

Grand Duke Lilac has put the pearl of his palm on Duke Lear's territory, and the magicians' union will say that they can't give up this rising star! Lear's performance to them is too mysterious, a sixteen-year-old eighth-level summoner, and it is understood that he is also a Dan master, with more than a thousand fierce one-horned black tare beasts......

If all this was not enough to increase his weight, then Lear alone destroyed almost a "Thunderbolt Army" tens of thousands of troops, and killed the three princes of Auray to completely shock them, if all this is due to luck, then the luck of this Lord Piaoxiang is too good!

The times create heroes, and heroes are not created by the times?

Moreover, Dardanelle witnessed some of the strange miracles that Lear had created, the inexplicably shattered magic test crystal ball, and the extremely strange light, Gandalf, the disgrace of the wizarding world, strangely jumped from a first-class magician to a gray-robed great magician no less than him......

Dardanelle didn't want to divulge Lear's secrets, he knew that some people were either friends or enemies!

Therefore, he strongly asked the chairman of the Wizards' Guild, Master Kamodo, to build a Magician Tower in Coron, a northwestern province, and bring a group of students from the Wizards' Academy there.

"Your Excellency the Duke, on behalf of the Wizards' Guild, I am discussing with you about going to the Northwest Province!" Dardanelle said with a smile, and he glanced casually at Paul Gould, the red-robed archbishop of the Temple of Light, and couldn't help but wonder in his heart, if the temple also wanted to meddle in the Northwest Regions, which was a famous place of chaos.

What is the Temple of Light for? Is it to preach the teachings of the God of Light to the filthy goblins, the rude giants of the hills?

Lear hurriedly smiled and said, "Lord Dardanelle, of course, I represent the province of Coronne, um! My territory welcomes you there, but I don't know how many magicians the Magicians' Guild will send there, and you know, I'm too poor to afford to build a magic tower......"

Dardanelle laughed and said: "Don't worry about these things, I will lead a team of two hundred magicians to the Northwest Province, although most of them are low-level magic students, but there are still some five or six level magic teachers accompanying them, as for the cost of building the magic tower, of course, our magician union is responsible for it......"

Lear's eyes lit up, a team of 200 magicians, then his Dark Magic army would have a large number of magician teams to support! This will play a very huge role in improving the combat effectiveness of an army.

At this moment, the Cardinal Archbishop couldn't hold back any longer, and Lear deliberately ignored him by his rambling exchanges with Master Dardanelle, who felt that his status and dignity had been insulted and challenged.

"Lord Piaoxiang, our Temple of Light also wants to establish a diocese in the Northwest Province, of course, we will not charge a copper fee to your diocese for the establishment of the Temple of Light, on the contrary, we will support you with some weapons, grain and grass. Even our Holy Knights will fight for you to expel those enemies who dare to invade the future 'Principality of Piaoxiang'......"

Paul Gould said that due to the decades of suppression by the old emperor, the development of the Temple of Light in Byron is very slow, and if he can establish a diocese in the northwest province and develop a large number of believers, then he will be a strong contender for the next pope!

In order to popularize doctrine and expand the diocese, the Temple of Light has been circling between the major empires for hundreds of years, and has provoked many wars.

After all, a strong empire is not what the Temple of Light wants to see, and only a situation of fragmentation and chaos between small states is more conducive to the rapid development of the Holy See......

Lear laughed weirdly and said, "Sincerity, Lord Bishop, you must show me sincerity, or I don't want to see the next betrayal of me ......"

Lear's lesson is still fresh in his memory.

Paul Gould smiled awkwardly and said, "My lord, I can assure you that I have brought you a batch of food, as well as all kinds of weapons, marching tents, and other war materials......

Lear glanced at him and smiled innocently, "Lord Gould, what do you think of me?

(I've been busy at the driving school for another day, and I'll test the options tomorrow, and I'll hurry up and code a chapter at home, and upload it quickly, hehe.) Ask for a ticket as usual, especially for collections, thank you old and new friends...... ）