Chapter 192: Sister of Mercy, Armed Priest

"Auditing?"

Byron was a little surprised, the Newman family was covering the sky in Port Royal, and they were afraid of being audited?

Major General Newman, who was opposite, sighed:

"It's an audit, but this time it's different.

Didn't I teleport to the core battlefield last time with a part of the Navy warships that were opened by the Barbary Pirates' sea monsters?

The kingdom's navy suffered heavy losses, but it was a golden opportunity for the Newman family.

You know all about the fact that I added you and some of the privateers controlled by Bill to the convoy and defense system.

In addition, the quartermaster of the naval base and the comptroller of the Governor's Mansion are all our people, and we are worried that some of the 'scrapped', 'damaged', and 'stolen' things that are too frequent during this period will not be settled.

Especially since there is so much gap in what you need that I have to make a decision.

This time, the arsenal and the hole in the governor's palace were put together in the battle damage of that war.

Reporting a soldier's pension would allow me to earn another one.

It was a seamless thing, but I didn't expect that I didn't know how to leak the news, alas! ”

When Byron heard this, he secretly pouted:

'Seamless? According to the calculation of the departure time of the other party, the ocean-going fleet had already set off before the battle for supremacy began.

There's no way I'm going to leak the news.

You're afraid that not only did you sell those contraband to me, but you also sold them to others, right? ’

The story of robbers robbing banks and bank managers rejoicing instead of being angry also emerged in my heart.

Sure enough, art comes from reality.

With a stroke of the pen, the deficit turned into war damage, and the Castilians didn't know anything, so they became the backstabbers.

By the way, Edward IV, who is thousands of kilometers away, can see the tragedy of the war, and I can give you a little more funding this year.

Prove that you are trying to pull the Castilians down.

And it's not just the military, his brother, Governor Newman, certainly doesn't have a clean ass either.

The sky is high and the king is far away, the power of the law of supervision is weak, corruption is the norm, and the royal colonies of various countries are actually the same bird.

At this time, it is useless to complain about the heavens and people, Major General Newman said coldly:

"Byron, I just got the news.

A team of tax collectors sent by the Chancellor of the Exchequer did not accompany the next kingdom's ocean-going fleet, but sneaked into a fleet of civilian ships.

There was also the Inquisition, which I personally invited, in the fleet.

They're here for real this time, and they're breaking the rules!

It is the [Kingmaker], and it must be the [Kingmaker] Earl Warwick (Chapter 98) who wants to take back the colonial power.

He is now not only a naval marshal, but also holds the important position of chancellor of the exchequer, and has a monopoly on power in the kingdom, which is already equivalent to a de facto prime minister.

Even His Majesty's power was faintly suppressed by him.

I've heard that he even wants to interfere in His Majesty's marriage, which is not the right thing for a loyal servant to do. ”

Probably also forced to be anxious, Major General Newman even shook out the internal struggle of the York Party.

And this kind of inside information that outsiders don't know also makes Byron addicted to it.

I almost applauded.

Of course, he knew who Warwick the King Maker was, and in the York Party this man was less of a subordinate and more of an ally of Edward.

Dare to take the title of [King Maker], you can see his ambition.

Newman's voice was abruptly fierce:

"It's in our common interest, and it's all up to you this time.

Otherwise, Bill and Tyryl's engagement feast will turn into a funeral feast for all of us. ”

Naturally, Byron didn't want to let the tree fall early before he hollowed out the Newman family.

With a straight look, he solemnly promised:

"The problem rooted in the [King Maker] is not easy to solve, but the solution to the person is very simple.

Bantaan is in danger, and the tax collectors are likely to encounter various accidents before they reach Port Royal, such as shipwrecks, guns misfire, and sea monsters

It's all something that can't be said for sure.

I think they're going to suddenly disappear on their own on the way, and that's going to happen! ”

At the end of the first circulation zone at the same time.

Dressed in a Kalmar Alliance uniform, Violet looked heroic and leaning leisurely against the bulwark.

In his hand, he played with a revolver made with [Alchemy] according to the ideas provided by Byron.

Click

The nest bounces open and closes.

Despite her petite stature, the girl believes that "art is an explosion" and "the greatest art is the most violent explosion", and is full of interest in all explosives.

"Alas, it's a pity that the most high-tech thundermercury and fixed ammunition are missing, and this is just a large toy.

It's also not suitable to study that kind of dangerous thing on a ship.

You have to wait until you get to Riptide Fortress to start this research subject. ”

At this point, her attention was indeed not on the revolver.

Instead, he switched his perspective to the bodies of several swifts, monitoring every move on the battleship of the Inquisition next door.

Record the information you have gathered in your personal memo in the Key to All-Knowing Spiritual Library at any time.

In addition to the corrective clerics and referee knights who looked more like killing machines than people, there were a few other people in the pursuit team who stood out.

Seeing them, even the well-informed Violet couldn't help but shake her head:

"The church is so strange and so weird."

On the deck, a two-meter-tall [Dubl Swordsman] is dancing a two-handed heavy sword.

His name was Hermann Schwartz, 32 years old, 200 centimeters tall, standing there as tall and strong as an iron tower.

In his hand is a strange object, two-handed heavy sword, rank: third-order giant swordsman.

Born as a mercenary from the Emperor of the Silver Empire.

I don't know if there is some quirk, while wielding a giant sword to set off a storm of bright blades, while chanting poetry loudly:

"Whether it's a strong wind or a blizzard, or a scorching sun, whether it's a hot day or an icy night. Even if the sand and dust are blowing in your face."

During the nearly month-long voyage, I didn't see a word from him.

Violet added a note to the memo that the swordsman came from the church, and it was impossible to learn forbidden knowledge, and guessed that it was most likely a side effect of some kind of holy relic.

Next to the giant swordsman was a middle-aged priest with a smile on his face, spreading an oilcloth on the deck.

It was filled with large and small guns, bombs, and gunpowder packets, and they were carefully maintained one by one.

This is a [Armed Priest] Brandon from the "Cathedral of the Holy Armed Forces", a branch of the church, 35 years old, of the third order.

On his back he also carried a signature sword gun, which was an iron sword with a cold and shining blade fixed at the mouth.

This faction believes in physical transcendence and violent exorcism, and is one of the backbone of the demon slayer in the Old World.

The third appeared to be a lovely nun named Teresa, who was not very old, preparing a meal for everyone.

He brought a live cow, held a sharp knife, and cut a large piece of beef on its buttocks, despite the cow's screams.

But he immediately cast the [Divine Prayer] and helped it heal it with a chapter with healing powers.

A few drops of blood were dripping on a holy little face, but at the moment it was full of compassion:

"We don't have to pay for the lives of the cows, we have endless meat.

I want to spread this way of eating meat throughout the Bantaan Islands, so that all people and cattle can understand God's mercy. ”

Holding the silver cross emblem in your hand, pray sincerely:

"The power enjoyed by the governor of the colony can only concern the bodies and property of men, which are external, visible, and cannot endure in the world and are ultimately destroyed.

And the power exercised by our clergy is the dominion over the immortal souls of men.

Each of our clergy is worth more than anything in the world, whether it be gold, silver, or precious stones, or even more than the heavens we see from here.

The Creator has given us the power to bring people's souls into the kingdom of heaven.

Therefore, both the mainlanders and the natives should respect and fear the Creator's messenger, obey God according to our instructions, and make all people obey God! ”

Obviously, this group of people not only wants to hunt down [Wild Hunt], but even intends to rely on the power they have to reshape the faith order of Bantaan.

In the face of them, the lawless colonists of various countries may not have a few good days to live.

Violet couldn't help but sigh in her heart.

Suddenly, I heard the echo of the conch in my waist:

"Miss Artist, can you do me a favor?"