Lothar frowned and said, "No, who are the nobles you treated?" Didn't they make a name for you? ”

In Lothar's vision, as long as Ulding healed the injuries of several noble lords through his own miraculous means, he would immediately become a hot figure in the aristocratic circle.

No one can guarantee that they will never be injured!

Donations will continue to flow in the future, and it won't be long before the Order will be able to develop into a medium-sized military order that is not inferior to the Teutonic Order.

And Lothar will also have a powerful arm from the theological community.

Uldin shook his head: "Not many people are willing to accept my treatment - His Majesty has not yet revealed that he has recovered his health.

Moreover, the healed also thought that I was using witchcraft, and no one wanted to publicize it in order to avoid provoking the attacks of competitors—but the money was quite a lot, and if it weren't for that, the Order wouldn't be able to maintain it now. ”

Lothar frowned, pondered for a moment, and said, "Maybe only when the next war breaks out, will they understand the meaning of the existence of the Order of Redemption." ”

"I have other things, I will most likely be able to put you in the position of bishop of the diocese of Alandler in the next few days, of course, you still have to stay in the Holy Land, develop the order, and maintain the health of the king at the same time."

Lothar stood up, ready to say goodbye to Uldin.

"I see."

Ulding fell silent, and stared at Lothar.

"What else do you want to say?"

Ulding coughed lightly, his face a little embarrassed.

"My lord, what about the donation?"

Lothar seemed to have waited for Uldin to speak, and he sat back in his chair.

After a long pause, he asked, "Donation is not a problem, but I need to know what I can gain?" ”

Uldin frowned and said, "My lord, all the Knights Cathar can fight for you at any time, isn't this a benefit?" ”

"No, it's not enough. If I want to expand my military, there are more ways to save money and work better than this. ”

The royal knights under his command, in addition to the equipment that need to be provided by themselves, do not need a salary, and can also take charge of a territory for him, which is simply cheap.

Lothar shook her head and said, "Uldin, do you really want to develop the Redemption Order of St. Lazarus into a public welfare organization?" ”

Ulding was silent for a moment, then replied, "I will follow your will, and if you want the Order to change, I will do it..."

Lothar interrupted him: "I didn't mean that—Alaindeler's eleventh tax will be given to you as a donation, and the money will be saved. ”

As the Diocese of Aramdelor, it has many tax-exempt privileges, and the order that donated the tithes to the order of Urdin, to put it bluntly, gave Urdin, the money that should have been handed over to the church in Jerusalem.

It's equivalent to not spending a penny.

But Lothar had put Ulding in the position of Bishop of Alandler, but wanted to save money.

So he still loses.

"Thank you, sir."

Uldin said in a deep voice: "On behalf of the poor pilgrims, I thank you for your generosity. ”

Lothar reached out and stopped Uldin's attempt to get down on one knee.

"Uldin, in the early days of the Templar Order, only two knights were allowed to ride on the same horse, which even became evidence that later French kings accused them of homosexuality.

I would say that they were poorer than you are—at least they were nowhere near as large as the Order of St. Lazarus is today. ”

"But their poverty and piety soon brought them a great deal of wealth."

Lothar said solemnly:

"The Order is now poor, and all it lacks is piety."

Urdin said in a deep voice, "My lord, I know what you mean, but I cannot sit idly by and watch these pilgrims die without using herbalism, which in their eyes is equivalent to witchcraft. ”

Lothar's fingers tapped lightly on the tabletop: "Perhaps, you should ask Your Majesty for help, not me." ”

Nor could he say how to let the sick fend for themselves, or to resort to more "religious" means.

For example, the use of bloodletting instead of herbs - in Lothar's view, it was no different from murder.

"In short, Uldin, it is not necessarily wrong for you to stick to your own path, the Temple, the Hospital, and the Teutonic Knights have already traveled all the way ahead, and the benefits of our old path will only be smaller than theirs."

"I'm leaving."

Lothar got up and said goodbye to Uldin.

Uldin stared at Lothar's back, and couldn't help but feel a sour feeling in his heart.

"Although the lord is in darkness, the light in his heart is indeed better than that of the vast majority of people in this era."

He sighed in a low voice, and couldn't help but feel a trace of guilt in his heart.

…

In my ears, I heard a beep of increased intimacy.

But Lothar didn't pay much attention, and he rubbed shoulders with the pilgrims who came to see the Order.

Looking at the mothers of the sallow-faced children in their arms, the elder brother who was carrying the seriously ill sister, the middle-aged man who was terminally ill, coughing heartbreakingly, bent over the waist, and full of vicissitudes of life...

There were also ascetics who wore protective masks made of layers of linen, most of whom were formerly patients who had been cured by the Order for free.

They busily walked through the crowd, asking about their conditions, guiding them to different consultation rooms, and the green cross on their chests gleamed in the sunlight.

He was depressed about doing a loss-making business, but he felt a lot better.

"Well, just think I'm a good guy and do good deeds."

His military expenses for the expedition to Port Ella and Alain Deler alone will be able to keep the Order running for a long time.

But leading troops out on the battlefield is not only an investment, but also a benefit.

If Lothar is willing to sell the title of Baron of Ella to Baron Argon in Petra, she will not only recoup her investment, but also make an extra profit.

This is still after Ira Harbor was first ransacked by Zahn, who ran away with a bucket.

And that's not even counting Alandler City.

And donating to the Order of St. Lazarus is really just a donation, and it can't even get a good name.

Aren't the nobles of the continent keen to donate to the Knights Hospitaller and the Knights Templar just for the sake of a good reputation as "pious"?

It is said that the Knights Templar's large coffers of gold could be piled up in mountains of gold, and they could not be used up.

It's really a drought that dies of drought and a waterlogging.

After Lothar joined up with Prajna and Friengira, the group of three walked towards the foot of the Temple Mount.

Along the way, you can still see a lot of pilgrims at the bottom.

Many of them resembled the poor crusaders that Lothar had seen in the Austrian borderlands.

They were all ragged, with crutches made of wooden sticks, and not even a single piece of clothing intact.

After a lot of hardships, I don't know how many passers-by died.

I thought that when I arrived in the Holy Land, a place of milk and honey, I would be able to get rid of poverty and live a prosperous life, but how simple was it?

The bread that the church regularly distributes fills the stomach at best.

Unless you are lucky enough to encounter some lords who have lost too much and want to recruit serfs as a supplement - the land in the Holy Land is not fertile at all, and the serfs that can be carried are actually very limited.

The prosperity of the Kingdom of Jerusalem was due to commerce, not farming.

Looking at this scene, Lothar secretly said in her heart.

"When Curles returns to Jerusalem to preside over the armor shop and the printing workshop, recruit a group of pilgrims to build the city in New Habsburg."

As the Tree of Life grows and the hydrological conditions near NovoHabsburg are greatly improved, the oasis is rapidly engulfing the desert.

It won't be long before Lothar will be able to acquire a large tract of fertile land that needs to be cultivated by hand.

The population that had moved out of Alaandler was not enough to fill the new Habsburgs.

At that time, the poor pilgrims recruited from Jerusalem happened to be the subjects of the new Habsburgs.

It's a win-win.

With Cours's ability, he must be able to distinguish who is the most vicious outlaw and who is the real honest peasant.

…

The Witcher Anahad stood at the foot of the Temple Mount, watching the endless stream of pilgrims coming and going.

His expression was solemn, a powerful sense of smell that belonged to a vampire, trying to distinguish the scents of passers-by.

He had followed the Count of Lothar to the Temple Mount, but he did not climb it.

As he told Lothar, his fellow exiled demon hunter was in possession of a demonic seal, and he was trying to unseal the demon and contain it in his body.

But Anahad knew very well that the end of his fellow disciples could only be failure.

The result of defeat is the unsealing of the demons - with a full hatred for their Warsaw Witcher School, and endless revenge on them.

He had to stop his fellow disciples.