Rebirth of the Viking King

"I'm here to pay back the money."

After the heavy money bag hit the table, the village chief saw that it was filled with dozens of "King Eller III Coins".

"Sir, what are you doing?"

"Three years ago, you helped Lintisfa Monastery build a collapsed roof. The artificial materials were all provided by the villagers of Shuangshui Village themselves. Our dean said we would pay back the money, but this is not repayment."

"but"

"And last year you helped repair the river embankments in York County and paid for the labor costs of transporting stones. The dean has kept all these debts in mind!"

"Hey! My lord, Lindisfar Abbey is the house of the Holy Lord Christ. What does it matter if we contribute some labor and materials? You are the godfather of my three children. All of us in Chessie County are one family. "

(Haha, family is just what a greedy bishop said to you. We are a family when we need your help. However, there is a severe drought this year and countless people are starving, and our respected There are actually two boxes of silver coins hidden in the Bishop's bedroom!)

(How could you be his family?)

Of course, Jerome would not say these words in front of the village chief.

"Actually, we should have settled this money with you a long time ago, but the imam is afraid that you will spend it without restraint after taking it. No, this year the villagers have suffered from drought, and the wheat production is only half of previous years. Teacher The elder then asked me to take out the silver coins and return them to you."

"Oh! So that's it. Thank you Lord, thank you to the respected Reverend Francis!" The village chief picked up the heavy purse and burst into tears on the spot, "Dear, our village is rich!"

"We will have money to buy seeds next year!"

The village chief's wife also stroked the children's slightly yellow hair and quietly wiped away her tears.

"Thank you, thank you!"

"Winter is coming soon, and the folks in the village are worrying about what they should do in the coming year! The patriarch is such a kind man! Children, hurry up and kowtow to Father Jerome."

The children's eyes were confused, but they still listened to their mother's words obediently. Just when they were about to kneel down, Jerome helped them up in time.

"I just followed the orders of the dean and did what I should do. Letting my children go to church on time every day to study is the greatest help to me."

After saying this, he stopped lingering and immediately walked out of the village chief's house with Loki.

Return to the road and turn the horse's head. Jerome showed the way, Sartre drove. Only Loki himself sat in the carriage and fell into deep thought for a long time.

"Why did you think that the fat pig-like imam asked you to give money?" This was Loki's biggest doubt.

"Anyone with eyes can see that your Bishop Francis is the biggest worm in the church! By taking this opportunity to get rid of this worm, you can also gain a wave of fans. When we leave, you Wouldn’t it be better to kick him out and become the dean yourself?”

Although Loki didn't know much about the monk level among the Holy Bishops, Jerome was wearing the same coarse gray robe as the apprentices.

Even if he wasn't the lowest-ranking younger brother, he would probably be no better.

"Master kidnapper, rights are not what everyone pursues." Jerome said lightly.

"We are all performing the work of the Holy Lord and spreading the glory of the Holy Lord! Father Francis does have some shortcomings, but no one can replace his advantages."

"Before Father Francis arrived, Lindisfar Abbey was dilapidated, poor, and overgrown with weeds. But when he arrived, he seemed to have a magical ability to bring people together."

“He had a God-blessed voice and he was the most evangelistic speaker I have ever seen.”

Loki's eyes widened. He was surprised by the appearance of this ordinary monk. What this person has in mind is not status, glory, or the fame and fortune that everyone is chasing. He had only one thing on his mind: spreading the glory of the Lord.

In order to achieve this goal, he could tolerate imams who were not morally upright. Because in the process of making money, the dean "unintentionally" achieved what he needed.

"Just now, why didn't you run?"

This was Loki's second doubt. In the village just now, as long as Jerome raised his arms and shouted, the loyal believers in the village would rush out with weapons to save him.

And he himself is a powerful chosen one.

If all the villagers in the village ran out, he might really get into trouble. But this man did nothing.

"I entered your church, robbed all your property, and removed the most precious cross from your chapel. It's hard for you not to hate me."

Jerome turned to look at Loki with a look of extreme pity, as if looking at a wounded animal.

"You are demons who fell into hell because of greed. If you land on this island, you must rob and rob our church or Father Francis. It is better than you rob those hard-working businessmen or hungry farmers."

"The Buddha of the Eastern Continent was still able to sacrifice his life to feed the eagles. We just lost these useless gold and silver! No monk brother was seriously injured, and you did not massacre the people of Qixi County."

"So, you won't make me feel angry or wronged."

"I only feel deep sorrow! Our Lord has mercy on you"

"I have mercy on you too."

After saying this, Jerome's whole body once again glowed with pure holy light. His eyes were as blue as the deep sky, and he seemed to be able to easily see into the depths of Loki's soul.

Loki had seen a stone mural on the wall of Lindisfar Abbey. In the center of the mural, a ragged but radiant saint holds a torch, and behind him are various traders and farmers. There is a line of small words at the bottom of the mural: Saints preach, in every word and deed in daily life.

Could this man be preaching to these two heretics?

"Haha, you are thinking too much!"

"I'm afraid of making too much noise when I really meet you! If the people outside the church rush in, it will be difficult for just the seven of us to handle it."

"No." Jerome said only one word.

"Every word and deed we do is directly the will of the Holy Lord. This includes me and you."

"Without you taking this box of silver coins from the monastery, how could I possibly distribute it to the farmers outside the city? How could these hungry farmers thank our Lord for the glory?"

For a while, Loki fell into deeper contemplation. What he was thinking about was not the 40 pieces of silver he had lost, nor the common people of the Kingdom of Northumbria.

What he was thinking about was the status of the Holy Bishop in this land.

We were just at the village chief's home. Jerome gave him 40 silver coins, the original intention was to fill in the remaining payment for the church roof built three years ago.

What really shocked Loki was that the disciples of the Holy Bishop could contribute money, people, and efforts for a church that had nothing to do with them.

Even if the church hasn't paid back the money for 3 years, they would rather go hungry than complain.

To Loki, this was like a miracle!

As the saying goes, if you don't become a householder, you don't know how expensive firewood and rice are. If you don't really become a lord for once, you really don't know how difficult it is to be a village chief! As a time traveler, Loki has lived two lives, and his mind is full of modern knowledge brought back from the previous life.

However, even so, he simply could not imagine that in this world where everyone was poor and the working people generally did not have enough to eat, there would be a religious belief like the Holy Bishop who could unite the people under his command like a rope.

It’s no wonder that all four countries in the English Islands have adopted the Holy Bishop as their “state religion”. In any country where there is such a kind of religious auxiliary rule, the life of the king will be much easier.

On the other hand, the Vikings' Hall of Valor was a simple warrior training school. The pirates give you money, and the Storm Acolytes give you medicine. As for whether you will die or live after drinking the magic potion, how to practice and improve in the future?

Not a word was mentioned, and I did all my own research.

The consequence of this is that the Vikings are like scattered sand.

This "loose" font is now available in many ways. For example, the Viking King "Sabertooth" O'Sullivan, although he nominally ruled Scandinavia, he had five subordinate lords. Each lord had his own private army and his own fiefdom. minister.

These vassals also each have their own castles and armies! Many people (such as Loki himself) have never even seen the Viking King himself from birth to now!

As a result, the Vikings were not so much a unified country as a loose alliance temporarily formed by six warlords.

Internal fights and wars between warlords often occurred, but the Viking king would not care at all.

In other words, he can't control it.

As the carriage jolted, Loki fell into a deep sleep. At this time, he was no longer worried about Jerome running away. Because in his eyes, he saw the twinkling light of ambition!

This man is as ambitious as himself.

His ambition was to land in England and rob gold and silver, but what he had in mind was to preach to himself and Sartre, two pagans who believed in Odin.

What they want to do is, to some extent, exactly the same.