Bojara City suddenly came an army, which originally did not attract much attention from the people in the city, the Balkans have always been messy, today you come tomorrow I am never a new thing, not only the aristocracy, even some rich landlords often recruit some old or discredited so that no one is willing to ignore them ** to do things for themselves, they tend to feed such a group of people in their own granges, once something happens, they call friends and rush up, Then there was a small thing that was just a small matter of sesame mung beans at the beginning, and it became a big brawl with more and more people involved.

So for the arrival of an army, the people of Bojara City didn't pay much attention to it at first, but soon someone saw the baron who was escorted by this army, which made the Bojara people blow up all of a sudden, and the baron still had some appeal in the city for many years, so some locals immediately reported to the city defense army, and at the same time hurried to tell the rectory who had just entered the city.

The city of Bojara belongs to the great diocese of Munk Province in southern Hungary, although it is completely different from the Catholic church, which can compete with secular forces, but the diocese is still one of the most powerful people under the high officials, so after hearing the letter, the diocese immediately rushed over with the priest in the city, but they were quite cautious, and after first inquiring about the appearance of the army, and making sure that it should be a regular army and not a group of bandits and robbers, they were relieved and boldly decided to come forward to support the baron.

However, it was evident that the rectory had not inquired in sufficient detail, and he had only heard that the army looked neatly dressed, and that it should be some nobleman and not some messy procession, so he asked more carefully, so when he saw the Balkan hunting guards, the recess's face was puzzled for a moment, and then his expression suddenly became unsightly.

But he still had one last hope, so he asked the hunters who their master was, and when he heard that it was indeed the man he had guessed, the rector was stunned for a moment, and then he strode towards the gate of the trading post, and at the same time deliberately raised his voice to one of the guards standing at the door, and said, "The soldier has gone to inform the Duke of Rometesia, and that the rector of the Archdiocese of Munch has come to visit him." ”

The guard saluted respectfully and looked at the rector who was almost shouting out a little strangely, he didn't understand why the lord was deliberately so loud, but it was none of his business, and after a while, the guard led out with Scheer, who had heard the rector's loud voice in the courtyard.

"I have come to visit the Duke of Rometesia," said the rectant, still deliberately in a high voice, "I have just arrived in the city of Bojara this morning, but when I heard that the Duke had arrived, I hastened to do so. ”

Schell was also a little strange about the attitude of the recess, but he still respectfully invited the rector to go inside, and the rector kept talking as he walked, he repeatedly emphasized that he had just arrived in the city of Bojara, and he expressed his heartfelt welcome to the arrival of the duke on behalf of the entire Archdiocese of Munch, and at the same time he asked Schell with a curious look that the duke would deign to come to such a small place as Bojara.

So the rector kept talking all the way, completely ignoring the baron and his men who were hanging his hands on a row of shelves in the corner of the courtyard wall, and even the baron kept calling his name, at first he didn't seem to hear it, and then asked with a surprised face: "What's going on?" Baron: Why are you hung on this? ”

But that was all the rector cared about the baron, and then he simply listened to a few words of the baron, and then he showed impatience, and he told the baron in a perfunctory tone that he would try to intercede for him in front of the duke, and then hurried on, as if he did not want to have anything to do with these guys hanging on the shelves for a moment.

This scene was clearly seen by Alexander on the second floor, and he couldn't help but smile at Prato, who was standing next to him, and said, "The people here are really interesting. ”

"It's funny, they almost killed me." Prato said with a palpitating expression, and then he licked his lips and wanted to say to the Duke that for the sake of his sweat and blood, could he raise his hand a little and stop worrying about the nonsense of his half of his possessions, but before he could muster up the courage to speak, Schell had already led the rector up.

Next, Alexander let the rector of the Diocese of Munk know what it means to be "a bun", and listened to him casually talk about the beautiful scenery of Rome, Florence, Naples and Milan, which seemed to be completely in a dream, and even Zagreb or Bucharest, which were far away, and the rector had no chance to interject except for all kinds of exclamations again and again.

It wasn't until Alexander finally stopped, looked out the window seemingly casually, and asked, "I saw you talking to that man, do you know these robbers outside?" that the rector seized the opportunity to quickly explain to the baron.

"Baron? That robber is still a nobleman? Alexander asked, surprised.

"No, you're mistaken, he's not a robber but the lord of the city of Bojara." The rector hastened to explain.

"Not a robber?" Alexander looked back at Prato and said in a reproachful tone, "Why don't you tell him who he is, I actually tied up a nobleman in the courtyard outside, what would happen if Sophia knew about it, you must know that she has many friends in Prague, and the queen treats her like her own daughter, if she knows that I treat a Hungarian nobleman like this, it will make her embarrassed in the Prague court, Prato, you are really causing me trouble." ”

Alexander looked annoyed as he spoke, and at the same time ordered Schell to go and put the baron down immediately.

The rector had a smile on his face, he didn't expect that the matter would be resolved so smoothly, and at the same time he was secretly grateful to God for missing the trial, and he could see that this man named Prato had a lot to do with the Duke of Roman Tracia, but fortunately he had not had time to announce his guilt, and now he had saved him by saying good things for the baron, and I believe that in this way, not only would he not have to pay back the previous payment, but he might also get another benefit from the baron.

It's just that the rector was just about to open his mouth to praise the duke's benevolence and respect for the laws of nobility, but Prato's words made the smile on his face instantly freeze.

"But my lord, this man has been provoking us before, and it is said that he also wants to take the entire trading post, you know that if it were just me who was driven out of Bojara, it would be fine, but the Balkan branch belongs to the Grand Duke Sophia, and he is going to cut off the Grand Duke's business."

The recess's words were blocked in his throat, and he looked at Alexander with some surprise, but this time the duke's face was no longer amiable as before, but gloomy.

"What you say is true? He wants to squeeze out this Bojara trading post? ”

"It's true, my lord, this whole city can testify, you know, I am working for the Grand Duke Sophia, of course, there is also the queen's business, but the main thing is the Grand Duke." Prato said casually and did not forget to turn back to explain to the rectory, "He has been making trouble before, this time he actually wants my life, maybe you should let me go back to Bulge, of course, if you are embarrassed, I can also go to Prague, and I will explain to the queen what happened here." ”

"Grand Duke? Queen? Prague? ”

The recess's face was already unsightly and dripping, and he wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with the action of holding his wine glass and drinking, while looking at Alexander in alarm.

Alexander was also looking at him, seeing the rectory's eyes immediately flashed, Alexander frowned and said: "If this is the case, I can't forgive this person, you must know that the mainland development company is the hard work of many people, and the identity of some of them is even inconvenient to publicize, everyone has great hopes for the future of this company, after all, after just driving out the Ottomans, everyone hopes to re-destroy the country through this mainland development company, but now there is such a person who wants to destroy all this, Parisian, do you think this should be forgiven? ”

"Of course not, this is a shameful act of collaborator, yes, collaborator! This is to help the Ottomans, and one less copper coin from the trading post will make the Ottomans do us a little more harm," the rector immediately shouted loudly, "Any deliberate destruction is helping the enemies of God, duke, please forgive me for not knowing how serious the matter is, I think I was deceived, so please don't think I'm on the side of this kind of person because of this." ”

Alexander nodded in agreement, and then he gave an order to Scheer: "But let that man go, after all, he is a nobleman, which is detrimental to his dignity, but his crimes must also be judged, as you said, one less copper coin at the trading post is equivalent to letting the Ottomans hurt us more, so parishioner, I think it must be the most fair for you to carry out this trial." ”

The recess's face showed surprise, and when he looked at Alexander and then at the baron, who had been dizzy from the sun, the rector suddenly felt that it was better to return the bribes he had received.

Alexander did not take part in the trial of the baron, it was completely unnecessary, and after sending the rector away, he had a large basin of hot water boiled, and then he lay down in the bathtub and took a good bath, and after rubbing his skin red, he crawled out lazily, and then he fell asleep on the bed.

When Alexander woke up it was already late afternoon, looking at the meal that had already been prepared, he couldn't help but smile and say to himself, "hot water, food, and a comfortable bed."

Alexander knew that Prato's thoughts, in fact, he had already heard of Prato's little tricks, but he didn't care, as long as it wasn't too much, he would prefer his subordinates and his interests to be more involved in all kinds of entanglements, after all, any relationship is ultimately connected by the chain of interests, even if it is a person with supreme lofty ideals and beliefs, although his ultimate pursuit may not be an individual, but in the final analysis, it is still the interests of the group that he recognizes.

So Prato's actions didn't make Alexander angry, but he didn't want to let Prato go so easily, after all, it was one thing to not know, but it was another thing to ignore it after knowing it, he didn't want Proto to think that he was pampering him, so it would not be good for business or Prato himself.

Alexander still hopes that his men will follow him all the way, although it is destined that some people may be left behind along the way, and even like Carlo, he will eventually have to give up the separation for various reasons, but he still hopes that there will be fewer such bad examples.

When Prato returned halfway through the meal, he saluted Alexander and was invited to sit on the other side of the table, and after a sip of wine to dispel the heat, he gave Alexander a brief report on the outcome of the trial.

Although the rector shouted fiercely, perhaps because he had taken the money, he finally gave the baron a chance to make a complaint, and he announced that he wanted the baron to go to the high-ranking officials of Munch to explain the situation, and then he hurriedly left the city of Bojara with his entourage on the grounds that there was still important teaching affairs in the diocese.

"But why do you go to such a great length, my lord," Prato asked a little strangely, "here this kind of thing is often solved with a knife, even if it is a nobleman, as long as you find a reason, you can simply clean him up." ”

"Prato, we are in business," Alexander shook his head and instructed his subordinates, "The most important thing in business is to think of yourself as a businessman, if everything is solved with a knife, then our business is not normal, this method may work in this place, but not in other places, of course, if someone wants to deal with us like this, we have to use a much more drastic way than them to make him understand who he is dealing with." ”

Prato nodded convincingly, although he still didn't quite understand what the Duke was doing this for, but he obediently kept his mouth shut.

"There's another thing," Alexander tore open the white bread and chewed it in his mouth, pausing to see the uneasiness on Prato's face, he took a sip of his glass and said, "I've decided to appoint Brother Luca Pacioli as the Comptroller, so Prato, you should have figured out your little tricks sooner, otherwise even I won't be able to save you if Brother Pacioli finds out." ”

Prato's face turned pale, his hand holding the glass trembled slightly, and the wine rose and fell gently in the glass, before he forced himself to slowly put the glass on the table.

"Prato, I value you very much, you and Tiego are my important assistants, and you are a little different from him, I can tell you that you and Tiego have different paths, he may become my Chancellor of the Exchequer in the future, but you will not appear in my court, because you will be my agent in business, so Prato you have to understand what is more important to you."

A slight hint of excitement flashed across Prato's pale face, this was the first time Alexander had revealed to him what he expected of him, and although he didn't know exactly what this so-called agent meant, Prato could already imagine what he was going to do in the future, just from the momentum of the current trade union.

"My lord, I know what to do, thank you, you are my father." Prato walked around the table and took Alexander's hand and ran it into his greasy mouth, which nearly kicked him out.

After watching Prato rub the back of his hand as a handkerchief with a layer of grease, Alexander resisted the urge to wipe his hands immediately, and after a few more commands, he hastily ended the dinner, which had lost his appetite.

Prato was well prepared, and after a night's rest, Alexander left the city of Bojara with the hunting guards, and was pleased to see that the soldiers were not only tired but also clean and tidy, and then saw the caravan that had entered the city overnight to unload a large number of food and travel harnesses, and Alexander did see that Prato had indeed established himself in the Balkans.

As for the trouble caused by a small person like Baron Bojara, it can only be said that some places are indeed not easy to deal with because they are too remote.

This reminded Alexander of his previous night visit to a vampire in Transylvania.

Until he left Schwara Castle, Alexander had been "bargaining" with the Transylvanian nobles, and he knew that the more he behaved so aggressively, the more it would appear that what he had said was true, and later because he was so engrossed that Alexander himself began to wonder about the previous Templar Order, King Solomon's treasures, and the threat that the Holy See had grasped the whereabouts of the secret believers who believed in Judah, whether these things were the truth of the matter.

But Alexander knew something about the Truth Society, as it would be for them.

These people still exist centuries later, but they have become a bunch of pure conspiracy theorists, who question the Bible, the Holy See, and everything in the history of Christianity is hypocritical and deceitful, and then they begin to question the whole world, and in the midst of this skepticism, those people gradually fade into silence and finally disappear into the multitude.

The history of no nation or nation in the world has been created by a group of pure conspirators, as evidenced by the gradual decline of the Society of Truth.

Only this time, Alexander got a somewhat unexpected gain from the mouths of these Truth Society.

In Iberia, there are people of the Truth Society!

This caught Alexander's attention, and if this unexpected association with the Transylvanian nobles had made him take a big risk, he was satisfied with the reward of the risk.

It's just that when he finally left Schwara Castle, looking at Alexander, who was easily turned over and on his horse, Vateretto, who saw him off, suddenly said: "I hope what you said is the real duke, otherwise you have to be careful, don't forget that even if you leave, you still have your family here." ”

It was this sentence that made Alexander, who turned his head and smiled and nodded to Vateretto, immediately made a murderous intent to "rather kill a thousand by mistake than let go of one" in the Truth Society!

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