Your Majesty, the Spectacle Has Missed the Country!

Chapter 77 The Order of St. George and the Tithe

Lateran Palace, side hall.

As the first person under the pope, Cardinal Camus Blanchard was squinting as he listened to the bishop reporting on last year's tithe income and expenditure.

According to the regulations of the Holy See, most tithes are collected in late autumn and early winter every year, and by the time the tithes from various nobles are transported to Bethlehem, it is usually already the spring of the next year.

"Most of the tithes received by various nobles are not much different. Although they are all damaged on the road, they can be ignored. Only the Duke of Eric in the northern part of the empire... this year is still... a little. I haven’t even paid my son yet..." a bishop said in a low voice.

"He refused to recruit men, and refused to pay the tithe... What? Is he, Duke Eric, determined to go against the church now?" Camus Blanchard slowly opened his eyes, He said with an unhappy expression.

For several years, Duke Eric, who guarded the northern frontier of the empire, defaulted on the collection of tithes on the grounds that the military situation in the north was tense and food consumption was huge. In the past two years, he has not given a grain of rice to the church. Delivered.

"Perhaps...the Odin Empire's army is indeed a little uneasy these days..." an archbishop explained in a low voice.

"Albad..." Cardinal Camus Blanchard suddenly looked at the archbishop who spoke, and said: "Since you officially supervised several major dioceses in the north, the pagan activities in the northern border of the empire have become obvious. The number of civilians who believe in the church has been shrinking again and again. Please tell me, how on earth do you... manage Northern Xinjiang?!"

As soon as Camus Blanchard finished speaking, light seemed to suddenly burst out around him, and the seat under him actually burst into flames in an instant.

The originally dark hall was suddenly shrouded in blazing fire, lighting up the entire hall like a miracle sent by the God of Light.

"Plop..."

Seeing this scene, the bishops present all knelt on the ground in fear.

"Lord Blanchard..." The bishop known as Albad was trembling all over, and he could only rest his forehead uneasily on the ground.

"Sir Eric's gold... it's not easy to get..." Camus Blanchard's short sentence completely broke Albad's psychological defense.

I saw a light yellow liquid gradually soaking into Albad's robe...

"Where is the gold? Write it down..." Camus Blanchard waved, and an attendant came not far away and placed a roll of parchment and a quill in front of Albard.

Albad looked at Blanchard with pleading eyes: "Spare my life... Sir..."

"Write!" the red archbishop said in a deep voice.

Seeing this, Albad grabbed the quill with trembling hands, and then tremblingly wrote down a long list of place names.

"Sir... please punish me to build the colossus. I am willing to build the statue with the common people..." Stopping his writing, Arbad begged.

"Cardinal Albad, for blasphemy, will be executed in a coffin and publicly displayed in the Pope's Square." Camus Blanchard said coldly, "Also, let the Crusaders bring all the gold."

Upon hearing the Cardinal Archbishop's verdict, Albad's eyes widened immediately.

Coffin torture... also known as coffin torture, is to put the tortured prisoners into a small cage so that they cannot move, then hang the metal cage on a tree or gallows, and then let the crows peck at the prisoners.

The tortured person often does not die immediately, but can only watch the crows peck at his body, and this process may last for several days...

"My lord... you can't do this. I have shed blood for the Holy See and I have performed meritorious service for the Pope! You are just a cardinal, you have no right to judge me. I want to see the Pope!!!"

"Take him down and torture him in a coffin!" Camus Blanchard said with a frown.

Immediately, several Crusader soldiers dragged the crying Albad out, leaving only a trail of yellow liquid on the floor...

"Have someone tell Duke Eric that the payment of tithes is written in the Imperial Code and has been approved by the Regent Council and His Majesty the Emperor! Let him send the tithes immediately!" the red archbishop said in a deep voice. .

"Yes..." The other cardinals lowered their heads and echoed.

In the hierarchy of the Holy See, below the pope are the cardinals, and then the cardinals responsible for various dioceses in the Norman Empire.

Although there is more than one cardinal archbishop, Camus Blanchard is the only cardinal archbishop authorized by the Pope to take charge of the affairs of the Holy See.

Camus Blanchard waved his hand, causing the cardinals and bishops present to retreat.

Duke Eric in the northern part of the empire has always been extremely resistant to the collection of tithes by the Holy See. The successive confrontations came from the church's edicts, which undoubtedly gave the cardinal archbishop a headache.

The northern part of the empire has been deeply influenced by the Odin Empire. Pagans from the Odin Empire frequently travel to and from the northern part of the empire, making it difficult for the church to expand in the northern part of the empire. In addition, some scum of the church have a strong influence on the northern part of the empire. Those pagans turned a blind eye, which made it even more difficult for the church to preach in the northern frontier of the empire.

but……

Camus Blanchard raised his hand, and after a moment, a wisp of fire appeared in his palm.

This is the power he gained after entering the cave of the Bethlehem star for the fourth time. It is said that this is the recognition of himself by the gods, so he just sent the miracle...

It was also inspired by this miracle that Camus Blanchard firmly believed that the God of Light is the only true God in this world, and as for other pagans, they should all die!

"How is the construction of the statue of the God of Light going?" Camus Blanchard asked casually.

As soon as he finished speaking, Julian Gallia, the commander of the Crusaders in armor, slowly walked out from behind the stone pillars of the hall.

"Dear Lord Blanchard, the construction of the statue is far more difficult than we expected. Except for the smooth excavation of stones outside the city, the progress of the rest of the projects has been more or less delayed... Moreover, within a week Three civilians have already died of fatigue..."

"What?"

Blanchard was naturally not surprised by the civilian casualties. What surprised him was the slow progress of the project: "Tell me, what's going on?"

"Most of the civilians sent by lords from various places to do the work were forcibly recruited, and many of them were even very old men. Therefore, the workload was naturally difficult to meet our original expectations. In addition, the construction location of the statue had to be changed from the original Instead of building it on the Pope's Square, it was built on the hill outside Bethlehem. The difficulty of construction was at least doubled..."

"I don't care about the process, only the result. The colossus of the God of Light must be completed before the advent ceremony hosted by the Pope three years later. Since the civilians who cut the stone can complete the expected tasks, then other civilians can also complete it. !”

"But..." Julian hesitated.

"Say!" Blanchard glanced at him and said in a deep voice.

"The reason why the civilians who cut the stone were able to complete the set tasks is actually because there are some civilian believers in that group of civilians who act like lunatics when working, and their words and deeds are... extremely weird..."

"Weird? What kind of weird method?"

Julian hesitated for a long time, then said: "It's hard to describe, Lord Blanchard, you will know for yourself when you go and see..."

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Outside Bethlehem, at the construction site responsible for cutting stone.

The "myth" of the Idar people has been widely circulated among these serfs. Almost every civilian knows that there is a group of civilians who have lofty faith in the God of Light. They endure hardships and are not afraid of hardships, no matter how hard they are. Even the tiring work can be done with gritted teeth.

Therefore, every time they took a break after work, civilians from other noble territories would spontaneously gather and come to the camp where Mike and others lived to listen to the class.

And this so-called "lesson" talks about how the workers responsible for digging out the rocks should correctly cut the rocks, how the workers responsible for transporting wood and stone should cooperate closely, and what the workers responsible for building the statues should pay attention to.

As for the Crusaders on duty, they have acquiesced to the existence of such a classroom, because if the Colossus cannot be completed on time, they will also be implicated.

But this evening, the Crusader soldiers on duty actually saw Cardinal Camus Blanchard outside the civilian tents.

"Lord Blanchard." The soldiers saluted respectfully.

"Where are those Idar people? Take me there." Blanchard said.

When approaching the camp, Camus Blanchard finally heard the voice coming from the camp.

"What are you doing?" he asked in a deep voice.

"Teach...lecture..."

The soldier was trembling with fear. Hearing that Cardinal Albad was still hanging in the Pope's Square!

"You go down first." Blanchard said. He wanted to know what was so strange about these Idar people, but before he entered the camp, he was attracted by the sounds coming from the camp.

"... Of course, in addition to these points that need to be paid attention to when working on the construction site, everyone present should bear in mind the teachings of the God of Light and feel the teachings of the God of Light from the heart. Only in this way can This is the most crucial point!”

"We were originally believers, but we were forced to come here. If this is the case, it would be better not to believe in this religion in the first place!" A civilian retorted.

Just when Blanchard was about to walk into the camp and teach the civilians who spoke like this a lesson, he heard the Idar man say something again: "How can you speak like that!"

Mike stood up from the ground excitedly, and he refuted loudly: "The God of Light wants to take care of not only us people, but also the millions of believers living on this continent. The God of Light wants to take care of us. Once the Colossus is built, not only Bethlehem, but also the civilians around Bethlehem will be able to admire the appearance of the god and understand the teachings of the god! Our work is so that more people can feel the glory of the God of Light! How? To be able to complain about this!”

"Once the statue of the God is successfully completed, the God of Light will realize the faith and sincerity of our common people, and your family in a distant place will be able to receive the favor of the God! And the difficulties you are facing now are just the God of Light. It’s just a test! If you can’t even withstand this test, then how can you say that you are a believer in the God of Light?”

"As I said before, there are millions of believers in the empire. Why did we only choose those of us to build the statue? This is because the God of Light once felt faith and sincerity in us, which is so precious. You didn't even take advantage of the opportunity, and you're still talking nonsense here!" Mike righteously condemned.

Mike paused, and then concluded: "Do you know why we Idar people can complete our daily tasks in a shorter time and with higher efficiency? This is all because we have God in our hearts! Only by putting our own Only by truly consecrating our hearts to God can we explore the path under our feet under the guidance of God!"

"That's what I want to say today. There are still people among you who are blaspheming the gods. This is simply unreasonable! You must reflect carefully after you go back. Only if you truly believe in the God of Light can you be blessed by the God of Light! "

Mike finished speaking, but Cardinal Camus Blanchard froze outside.

Among the common people... there are actually such sincere believers in the God of Light!

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Camus Blanchard actually knew the living conditions of civilians, so he was really shocked beyond measure by these Idar people's interpretation of the God of Light.

"This man's name is..." Blanchard looked at the Crusader soldier beside him.

"Mike, a civilian from Idar Territory."

After the other civilians dispersed, Cardinal Camus Blanchard walked into the camp.

"Are you Mike?" he said with rare kindness.

"I see you, Your Excellency the Cardinal Archbishop." Mike quickly saluted the visitor.

"You know me?" Camus Blanchard asked.

"I don't know the villain..." Mike said quickly and fearfully.

But he secretly complained in his heart, you are wearing red clothes. Who else in Bethlehem would dare to wear red besides the red archbishop?

You know, Mike is not only a member of the gangsters, he is also the former bodyguard of Bruno, Count of Idar!

He is also the only one among this group of gangsters who is sane and has not been brainwashed!

Therefore, although I think so in my heart, I absolutely cannot say this: "However, as soon as the adults entered this camp, the little man felt like a spring breeze, as if the god of light came to the world, making the little man feel warm and full. All the fatigue in the body disappeared without a trace at this moment. If it were not for the red-clothed archbishop who is well versed in the teachings of the God of Light, who could have such an aura..."

What did my lord count say?

lick!

Licking hard!

Licking to the end, everything!

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