After hearing what he said, Lorraine immediately laughed and said: "Your Majesty the Privy Archbishop, what do I want? You should ask yourself this question."
Mazovia was startled.
Lorraine snapped his fingers, and an orc immediately ran over, brought a chair, and carefully placed it behind Lorraine.
Lorraine shook off her robe, then sat down. She calmly said: "Gentlemen, if I really want to take action, why do I need to say so many words to you.
And, more importantly, you are both a red archbishop and a paladin.
Others don't know, but I know that this paladin is like a turtle, with high defense and high health, and he is also very good at pulling monsters. He can't get rid of them for a while.
And she was followed by a high-level nanny like a red archbishop. She was the most difficult to deal with.
If we really fight, both of us will suffer heavy casualties, right?
It looked like his head had been chopped off, his arms were missing, blood was flowing everywhere, intestines and other things were bleeding all over the floor, and it was smelly. This was not good.
So, I have always hated this kind of fighting and killing."
He rambled on for a long time, but didn't get to the point. Everyone sitting here was very impatient.
Although everyone is a smart person and understands the meaning of his words and knows what Lorraine wants to do, no one is willing to be shameless and point it out on the spot before he says it clearly.
Mazovia looked at everyone, then reached out and knocked on the table, saying: "Tell the important point, tell the important point."
Lorraine looked at him with a smile and said: "Actually, there is a very, very simple solution to this matter. Isn't it? No one needs to die or get hurt.
Just a few words and everyone will be happy.
You can all open champagne together to celebrate. And I’m a favor to you too. How great is that?”
Fordo, as the first person to be affected by this crisis, is feeling uneasy.
He should have breathed a sigh of relief when he heard Lorraine speaking so relaxedly, but out of instinct, he felt something was extremely wrong, and his whole body felt chilly.
Mazovia raised his eyes, and then said: "Oh? There is such a good thing, please tell me and listen."
Lorraine bared her teeth at him, then turned to look at Fordo, smiling silently.
The room fell silent for a moment, with only the breathing of the people sitting there remaining.
After a while, Mazovia sighed when he saw that Lorraine was still silent. He knew that although Lorraine looked young, he was an outright villain. He would never mention it first.
came out.
This evil person can only be done by himself.
It's just that this old guy is not a fuel-efficient lamp.
He asked everyone around him one by one with his eyes. If the other person insisted on avoiding him, just keep staring at him until that person nodded.
In the meantime, Lorraine also secretly helped. As long as someone was unwilling to nod, the old man would cough lightly, then open his mouth and say a few names or a few things.
That person will immediately collapse and then nod in agreement.
Therefore, the consultation process is extremely fast.
After just a moment, everyone had already nodded in agreement.
Mazovia looked around again and said softly: "So... now, gentlemen, does anyone else have any objections? If so, please raise it in person."
Everyone stared at him with their eyes wide open, fearing that Mazovia might have some misunderstanding.
Are you kidding me?
Any comments?
Who dares to mention that Lorraine, that bad bastard with sores on his head and pus on his soles, was sitting next to him. That bastard had collected so much dirty information from nowhere.
As long as he moves, he might twist his lips and reveal the bad things he did in the past.
Not to mention, in the big dye vat of the Holy See, even a holy angel can turn into a black crow.
None of us is clean. Who has never been young before? Who has not done one or two bad things. If Lorraine and Hilmeliya are convicted of blasphemy according to this charge, Lorraine shakes the news in his hand, and everyone will
No one can escape the crime of blasphemy.
But these things can only be done in private. Once they are said out loud, in broad daylight, the Holy See has nothing to do. It has to clean up whatever it says and vent the public's anger. The cardinals and knight captains in the room have to follow.
Together with Lorraine, put a stick on it and turn it into a barbecue.
Mazovia waited for a while. Seeing that everyone still didn't speak, he coughed lightly, then stood up and said to Fordo: "Fordo, the red-coated patrol officer, please come and sit at the other end of the table."
Fordo glanced up and saw the seat at the end of the table where Hilmeria had been prepared to sit, the seat of doom.
His pupils couldn't help but shrink, and then his face suddenly turned pale.
He shook his head in panic and said: "No, no. No. You... you can't do this to me... I... I have solid evidence..."
Looking at his appearance, Lorraine couldn't help feeling contempt: If you come out to fool around, you will have to pay back sooner or later. You were the one who used the black material to persecute me in the first place. If you want to persecute the lord to death and seize my family property, you should have thought of it.
This is what happened today~!
He stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers.
The two orcs next to him immediately stepped forward, stretched out their big hands, held Fordo firmly, and then pressed him on the chair.
Mazovia looked at everyone, and then announced: "It has been found out: Cardinal Bishop Fordo is dissatisfied with Cardinal Hilmeria. He covets the property of Count Lorraine, the governor of Naian Province, so he takes the opportunity to threaten him.
Private revenge. During the investigation in Naian Province, he used his authority to arbitrarily frame Cardinal Hilmeria and Count Lorraine. This caused extremely serious consequences. The crime is so heinous that it cannot be forgiven..."
Fordo's face suddenly turned as pale as a ghost, and a large amount of sweat kept flowing from his forehead. But he could not say a word.
Mazovia reached out and picked up a piece of black gauze on the table and put it on his head, and then said slowly: "According to the 337th canon, false accusations lead to death. Now I pronounce the sentence...Fordo will be punished..."
Sentenced to death~!”
After hearing this, the two orcs turned around and dragged Fordo out.
Fordo kept screaming: "No, you can't do this to me, you can't treat me like this..."
Immediately, he was dragged away by the two orcs, and the sound eventually disappeared and became inaudible.
Mazovia and other senior members of the Holy See all signed their names on a document to show that this case was handled together.
In this way, once the case is overturned, no one can escape~!
Only then did Lorraine feel relieved and said: "This is right~! Gentlemen, now we are on the same front. But okay~!"
Then Lorraine stretched out her hand and made a gesture to Archbishop Mazovia asking for something.
Archbishop Mazovia shook his head with a wry smile, took out a thick document, and threw it in front of Lorraine.
Lorraine picked it up and turned it over. It was the black material that Fordo made to report Lorraine and Hilmeria. The signatures of the priests on it were all clear.
Lorraine sneered, handed the report material to Hilmeria, the person being reported, and said softly: "Let Belen help you, you can do whatever you want with these young men."
The Archbishop of Mazovia easily sold these informants, but the cardinals showed no signs of surprise and uneasiness, and turned a blind eye as they watched the priests fall into Lorraine's hands.
Lorraine waved his hand and said to the orc warriors around him: "Young men, it's time to call it a day."
The orc warrior then raised his weapon and left the hall with a whistle.
Lorraine waited for his men to walk outside the door, then continued: "Since the terrorists have been repelled by all the adults, I would like to accept a favor from you all. Is there anything you need my service for?"
Mazovia looked at everyone, then smiled bitterly, and said: "Count, actually we need your help in some places when we come here this time. Otherwise, we wouldn't have so many people here."
Lorraine was stunned and said: "Oh?"
Mazovia said sheepishly: "Actually, it's like this, we...we heard that you are selling land here...do you think it is..."
Seeing his hesitant look, Lorraine couldn't help blinking her eyes, secretly amused in her heart.
At this time, Mazovia spread his hands and said: "Count, let's talk openly. In fact, this is our main purpose this time. You must know that this time Fordo sued you and Hilmeria..."
Lorraine smiled and corrected: "False accusation, it's a false accusation."
Mazovia said: "Yes, it is a false accusation. But let's put it anyway. We also know the good and bad. A conflict with you, Count, is a conflict with the Ruman royal family. No one can bear this result.
The main reason I came here this time was to control the situation.
You know, these lands were all conquered by you. Before this, the Ruman Empire had sent countless generals, but they had never achieved such feats. No one else could have your ability.
If this time, Fordo really wins against you.
If someone else becomes the governor of Naian, then under the pressure and invasion of the orcs, those lands will inevitably be lost again. At that time, those who have lost their lands will inevitably turn their anger towards the Holy See and towards us.
And many of the people who can come to buy land are either rich or noble, and more importantly, most of them are subordinates of Grand Duke Julius. We in the Holy See must also take their anger seriously."
Lorraine laughed immediately and said, "Thank you for your compliment~!"
He paused for a moment, and then said cryptically: "Someone said that only an alliance of interests is the most stable alliance. I believe that our alliance will be the most solid and stable alliance, isn't it?"
As he spoke, he blinked.
Everyone present burst out laughing~!
In this era, war has to choose its time.
This is not Lorraine's original world. A group of soldiers can earn generous wages and battlefield allowances, and run around in other people's lands with automatic rifles all year round. Today they maintain cooperation with others, tomorrow they push back someone's tyranny, and the day after tomorrow they serve others.
A master helps an old lady cross the street, plays with roadside bombs, blows up other people's houses, and then blows them up again when he builds them, etc., etc.
Even though these soldiers never lack food and clothing, and even bring game consoles when they go out, they are only willing to fight for six months a year~!
This is a standing army that adopts a recruitment system.
It has been two years since Lorraine came to this world, and she has fought with people twice a year with a small knife. However, these two battles took place in winter.
This is no coincidence. Winter is the slack season on the mainland. At this time, everything that needs to be planted has been planted, and everything that needs to be harvested has been harvested. People on the entire continent basically have nothing to do, or they are just sitting at home doing nothing.
Wife and children, either pick up the guy and go out to make a vote.
Small robberies lead to wealth, while large robberies rejuvenate the country.
Although the winter in the northern part of the continent is not suitable for lining up hundreds of thousands of people for a big battle, it is still okay to have a small fight. In fact, this continent is most lively in winter.
Although summer and autumn are suitable for large-scale battles, there are so many battles to be fought on this continent. On the contrary, in winter, as few as thirty or fifty people, and as many as three to five thousand people, can be dragged out to wander around on other people's territory and have a look.
Is there any leakage that can be picked up?
Just as far as the Ruman Empire is concerned, in the winter there are barbarians coming in and looting from the north, orcs raiding the border from the south, and the nobles of the Parthian Empire on the eastern front will also walk in groups near the eastern border in an unorganized and undisciplined way.
Moreover, the usually honest and honest fishermen on the islands will also cover their faces and play the role of pirates. These temporary workers are even more ruthless. Speaking of which, the reputation of pirates has been ruined by them.
Within the Ruman Empire, a certain group of people are busy in summer and autumn, but in winter, everyone is busy.
No matter how noisy this continent is, it will calm down in an instant when spring arrives.
No matter how far the army here has advanced and how many glorious results they have achieved, no matter whether there is another charge, a city that has been besieged for a year can be broken, even if the enemy has been surrounded and trapped inside,
If you can starve them to death just by being hungry, you have to withdraw your troops obediently.
Because spring sowing has arrived.
Whether it is a country or a family, spring planting is always the most important event of the year.
If a family fails to do spring sowing and delays a year's harvest, the family will not be able to survive this year. Similarly, if an empire puts a large number of young men on the battlefield and delays spring sowing, the empire will probably not survive this year.
So, no matter how passionately everyone played and how much fun they had in the past, when March comes, they all have to pack up and go home honestly.
The barbarians had to go back to burn the wasteland and sow a few wheat seeds, the orcs had to go back to seize the pastures with rich water and grass, and the Parthians had to go back to cultivate the land and feed the sheep.
As for the people of the Ruman Empire, in addition to the standing army, all the local troops also went back to their respective families to cultivate fields.
After the war, the weather was getting warmer. The 40,000 city guards and militia troops stationed on the southern front were worried about their home land as they watched the spring sowing approaching. Moreover, the orcs had already moved beyond the reach of the Naian army.
They kept asking Lorraine for permission to withdraw their troops back to their base.
Agriculture is the foundation of the country. Although Lorraine still has a grand strategy in mind and knows that it will take a lot of time to reorganize these troops after they withdraw, he has no choice but to order and allow local troops to return.
Their respective stations are now on the southern front, with only standing armies such as the Naian Army and the Eastern Army remaining.
However, Lorraine's plan to continue making money will only be possible after all the land has been sold, and the earliest these lands will be sold will not be until May.
More than half of the newly added land in Naian Sheng has been sold, all thanks to Archduke Julius. Of course, Leo had reservations about this.
The civil servants, military officers and nobles under the Grand Duke opened up their joints during the land sales trend and rushed to buy land. Now throughout the eastern provinces, what all the officials talk about at work and off work is no longer the gossip about a certain countess or a certain aristocratic lady.
, and it’s all about how to cultivate large or small land in your hands.
In the past, these officials could only envy the nobles who owned thousands of acres of land, who had good food and drink, and lived a sensual, arrogant and luxurious life all day long, but they could only earn some gray income cautiously.
Even those who have a little money in their hands would not dare to buy land openly, otherwise it would be like saying "Hey, I have a lot of money in my hands, come and investigate me".
Now he finally has this opportunity to become a big landowner with thousands of acres of fertile land. This is a good thing that the empire can only encounter once in hundreds of years. The last time this happened was after the abolition of slavery. The emperor went on a rampage.
Honor ministers with meritorious service.
This land is so cheap that it's like giving it away for free. One acre of land is not even enough to pay for a meal for these officials. It's as if these people have followed the devil.
Not only these officials, but also a large number of retired officers and soldiers under the Grand Duke also rushed into the wave of southeastern development without hesitation.
Leo was very depressed about his father's behavior of being generous to his son and earning face and benefits for himself.
But he was depressed. In order not to have a meal of fried pork with bamboo shoots, Leo could sigh and distribute the land to these veterans.
He also considerately provided a small loan and sent a large number of agricultural technical experts to go deep into the fields to teach these soldiers who had only known how to cut people before, how to hold plows and sow seeds.
Leo knew that if these veterans failed to take care of the land in their hands and their farming went bankrupt, they would not be able to get their loans back.
However, these people will eventually have to pay taxes to themselves after farming. Thinking about this, Leo feels much more balanced.
Buying land always requires cultivating it, and before spring sowing, the vigorous southeastern development has officially begun.