After Becoming The Tyrant

Chapter 51: Build a kingdom

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The professors at the Royal Academy are going through what the king's officials experienced some time ago.

The king didn't care how they rated the town's sewerage system, and simply interrupted their tirade - the king threw them directly next to the Academy of Mad Men, and let them face the building with obsessive-compulsive disorder and serious cleanliness. Mr. Shi debates.

The two sides argued with each other, who persuaded the other and who would see the king again.

The poor professors have not recovered from the joy of meeting the king for the first time, when they find themselves starting to be neighbors with a group of lunatic lunatics.

However, officials are not expected to be gloating about this, at most they are sympathetic to each other...

Because they were "invited" by the king again.

The familiar Rose Palace, the familiar royal guard, and the familiar housekeeper.

The task this time is to re-calculate the many records left by the Five-Port Alliance, and to re-evaluate the large and small chambers of commerce in the southeast for the original Five-Port Alliance system... The officials heard the king's remarks from the interior director. After the request, he slowly sat down on the chair.

But this time, they had better luck.

Because the main exploited is not them.

—The two remaining patriarchs of the Five Harbors Alliance, Patriarch Dawson and Madam Poison Spider.

"You don't seem to have mentioned this habit of Your Majesty."

Madam Poison Spider sat in the moving carriage, stared at the paper for a long time, turned her head slowly, stared at Patriarch Dawson faintly, and her voice was cold.

Patriarch Dawson faced the same situation.

Both of them used to be the principals of the Five-Port Alliance. No one is more familiar with the many ports in the southeast and the various chambers of commerce organizations. Therefore, the task of forming the "Free Chamber of Commerce" was directly placed on their shoulders by the king.

At first, when the two of them were appointed by the chairman of the chamber of commerce, they thought it was an honorable task.

At that time, they naively thought that the king had seen their contribution in the battle of Kothsoa and planned to reward them.

But when they were able to meet the king, and after listening to the king finish a long series of requests quickly and quickly, the expressions of the two of them froze.

They are really just the former principals of the Five-Hong Kong Alliance...

"I believe in your abilities."

At that time, the king said so with a smile on his face.

Patriarch Dawson, who almost cast a shadow on the king's smile, broke down in cold sweat at that time. In his interpretation, the king's sentence should be translated as follows:

- If you don't do well, prepare to go to the guillotine.

"What habit?"

Patriarch Dawson took him to record it urgently, in case the forgotten king asked to record it.

"Make the most of it."

The poisonous spider lady said quietly.

Patriarch Dawson, one of the "things", was unable to find a word to answer for a while.

Outside the carriage, along with the two patriarchs returning to the southeast coast, was a cavalry led by the oath knight.

They represent the king's will, not only to help Patriarch Dawson and Madam Spiderman to suppress the local nobles, but also to monitor the two patriarchs. Once they are in the process of forming the Free Chamber of Commerce, if there are any "mistakes" that should not be made, these Knights would cut off their heads without hesitation.

"This is our only chance."

Patriarch Dawson pressed his forehead and was responsible for the formation of the Free Chamber of Commerce. Naturally, they would not be the only two of them. The king's officials would also arrive later.

"That is an eclectic majesty. He even dares to appoint a pirate like Hawkins as a general. As long as we perform well enough, we may not be able to be reused."

"Thank him for making the most of it."

he concluded.

The king, accustomed to "making the best of everything", is meeting with General Sheehan.

On the delivery of Moon River Fortress, Blasey's Expeditionary Force seemed very unwilling, so the delivery of the hostages had been very protracted. The king estimated that they were originally waiting for the Five-Port Alliance Incident, and when Legrand was in a rut, he took the opportunity to exert pressure to gain greater benefits.

But they did not expect the naval battle to end so quickly.

After the collapse of the Five-Port Alliance, Blasey's expedition lost its reason to continue delaying. They finally handed over the Moon River Fortress and the hostages and quickly evacuated.

General John, who had been detained for several months, would arrive in Metzl three days later.

Before that, the one who arrived at the palace earlier than him was General Sheehan, who was in charge of the formation of the new army.

The king listens to General Sheehan's report.

After the big shake-up of the sheriffs in the council, the recruitment of new recruits this time has been much smoother than before. General Sheehan conducted a second screening from the people recruited from various places, and formed the first "Iron Rose" cavalry directly belonging to the king. The number was larger than the king originally expected.

This is good news.

The prototype of the "standing army" in the king's budget has already begun training.

After the king listened to the report, he pondered for a moment and asked General Sheen to take his army to the southeast area immediately.

As for where to choose the final station, the king thought about the map for a while, and finally settled on Kossoa.

Kessuoya is the former headquarters of the Five-Port Alliance, and the cavalry can be transferred as an obvious excuse to "prevent the remnants of the Five-Port Alliance", and it is not easy to arouse suspicion and speculation from others - after all, the king has just experienced two rebellions, and it is appropriate to be cautious. Common sense.

The king knew that the news about the impending outbreak of the Black Death must not be leaked.

Even if the cause of the "Black Death" can to a certain extent make people more cooperative and support the king's series of preparations, at the same time, it will certainly cause widespread panic.

Concealment and prevention are the most appropriate options.

"I hope you can show me something I want. Sir."

The king watched General Sheen.

General Sheehan took the writ from the king: "Follow your orders."

The first mission of the King's Iron Rose Troopers:

Always be ready to impose martial law and blockade on the southeastern port city.

A series of plans that had been planned for a longer period of time were compressed and brought forward by the king. With the king as the core, Legrand's government agency was spinning like a top.

At this time, people knew nothing.

They stood in front of their fires, talking briskly about how much better the king's newly appointed sheriffs had done than before, and hoped that the king's wrath would continue to be vented on those sacks of wine and meat.

They didn't even notice that the king was pulling a long safety line for them.

Across the Abyss Strait, the Holy Court.

From small villages to bustling cities, the shadow of the cross is everywhere on this side of the Abyss Strait. The church of the Holy See often stands in the center of the city here, and the Kingdom of Blaisey in the north uses a lot of the badge of the Holy See in the court. Compared with Legrand on the other side of the Abyss Strait, the Kingdom of God is even more brilliant here.

more ubiquitous.

The most glorious of them all is the seat of the Holy See.

Pope's Hall.

A man walked into this hall shrouded in the splendor of the will of the gods.

The light of the candlelight shone on him, and he was wearing a black monk's robe with his head lowered. Many people had seen him in Legrand, when he followed the high-spirited cardinal, as if he was his guardian, and was called "Aino" by the cardinal.

However, this time he was very different from when he followed the Pope's illegitimate son, the young cardinal, to Legrand.

The servile humility in him faded away, leaving only a black iron silence.

After the black monk entered the hall, the door closed behind him.

The candles are splendid, and all the angels mentioned in the holy books are carved on the walls on both sides, using the art of inlaying stones, and the simplicity is gorgeous. A holy book decorated in gold.

"Your Majesty."

The black monk went to the Pope and knelt down.

"You came."

The Pope closed the holy book, and he spoke very gently to the black monk.

"The astrologers have completed the divination." The black monk lowered his head and reported, "The Lord's army is about to come, and their rockets will point to where the sinners are."

The Pope laughed: "I thought there was no one but you and me, and I would let you understand what I mean... Without being euphemistic, we all know that the place where the plague first breaks out will be the kingdom of the Holy Lord. You are worried."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

The black monk was silent for a moment.

"The plague a thousand years ago made us build the kingdom of God on the other side of the strait, but this time the plague may destroy our thousand-year-old efforts."

"I know what you're worried about." The Pope said lightly, his hair was gray on the sides, but as a Pope he was young. "You're worried that we can't fight the plague."

The black monk was silent.

"This is our Father's punishment to cleanse sinners. His arrows are pointed at our enemies. All devout believers will be blessed by him." The Pope raised his hand and tapped four times on his chest, "Our enemy is not a plague. , not Legrand, but those who should be the Lamb of God. You must have heard a lot of voices when you returned from Legrand and passed through many countries and cities.”

"I heard noise mixed with the sacred carols." The black monk lowered his head deeply, "Although the sound is still very weak, it has indeed appeared."

"No, their voices are not weak." The pope's eyes were filled with the light of candlelight, "In those ports where there is a lot of traffic, the servants of the Holy Master are forgetting their responsibilities, and the merchants who were scorned in the past have gradually become the seat of the throne. Guests, the sound of gold coins falling overshadows the sound of chants, the hermits of the lowlands are trying to connect with them, and there is already some resistance to our 11th tax collection."

"The sword of the Holy Master will smash those resistances."

The black monk gently pressed his chest.

"I don't mean to go to war with them," the Pope said. "Mortals will never be able to control their desires, they will never be able to control their greed. We used to think that a unified nation-state was our worst enemy, but in fact, even in places closest to the Holy See, greed As soon as the shadow of the enemy spreads, our enemies must be everywhere."

"what do you mean… "

"Humanity is our real enemy." The Pope raised his head, "No matter how pious the country, no matter how pious the monarch, will eventually embark on the path of betraying us. I see that in the future, the kingdom of God will shrink and dim. … Is that something we, the apostles of the Holy Lord, can just sit back and watch?”

The Pope's voice changed sharply.

"We are still strong now, but how long can we be strong? How long can our strength support? With the first voice of opposition, will the second and third be far behind?"

Under the Pope's aggressive questioning, the black-clothed monk unknowingly broke out in a cold sweat.

"So what should we do?"

He seemed to be back when he first touched the cross, when he was guided by the priest who would give him his mission.

"Gather up our strength and gather our troops."

The Pope stood up and turned to face the sacrifice of the Son behind him.

"The first Black Death allowed us to build an invisible kingdom of God, and the second Black Death will allow us to build a real empire!"

The black-clothed monk followed his movements and looked at the picture, and the Pope's words made him look suspicious.

What the Pope means is that he intends to—

Founding of the Holy Court!

"The thousand-year kingdom is about to open! We must build the kingdom of God on earth for the Lord!"

The Pope snapped.

All the candles in the Pope's hall turned into pure white flames in an instant, and the fire was almost threatening. The surrounding angels seem to have really come to the Pope's words. They came from a high altitude and looked down at the earth. They held the swords and knives that judged the world in their hands.

Jin Tieqiang screamed.

The black monk stood up in horror, as if he had seen the biggest and most sacred prophecy in the holy book painting—

God fell into a slumber after winning the Millennium War for His Apostles, but that was only temporary. When a thousand time passes, the evil breeds darkness and makes a comeback, and then He will finally be resurrected, He will finally come to the world, and bring the judgment of the last days, in the wasteland of the last days, the kingdom of God will be reborn, and all believers will be born. They will restore His glory.

The millennium is approaching.

The kingdom is coming.

"The kingdom of God is not built until the millennium comes, but we should build his kingdom for him before God comes." The Pope turned around and said quietly, "We are his servants, his lambs, That's our mission."

"Our mission."

The black-clothed monk lowered his head slowly and deeply again. He pressed his forehead to the icy ground, as if divine glory gathered in his soul.

"I will personally go to the coronation of the new King Blaise." The Pope took his seat again. "We will not be surprised."

"clear."

"What impression do you have of Legrand's King Purland this time?"

"He is similar to the rumors, but not similar." The black-clothed monk organized and described, "I can feel that the mark of madness still remains on him, but he has not completely lost his mind because of madness."

"The Qiangwei family is indeed the original Qiangwei family."

"Will he stand in the way of us?"

"No, he won't." The Pope replied grimly, "Although William III's methods are brilliant, the Holy See's preparations were earlier than him."

The black monk waited for his orders.

"William III is dead, and his son will be no exception."

The Pope said slowly.

"Do I need to go to Legrand again?"

"Do not."

Pope vetoed.

"This time, from the sword of God's judgment."

The black monk understood.

The Sword of God's Judgment refers to the most secretive, most terrifying, and least known group of people in the Holy Court. Hidden in the shadow of the cross, they are the weapons of the Lord, the ones who cleanse the Lord of all the most unforgivable sinners. Sometimes, he even suspects these people...

Are they human

"Purland, a good name, although broken and depraved, it will eventually bring the beauty of Nirvana. Hmph, broken and depraved..."

The Pope gave a low sneer.

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