I hope that the few church gold coins I left behind can help the other party hold on until I can restore order.
Of course, I also hope that I can really set things right!
After sighing, Mozo prepared to rent a carriage and rush to the nearby big city at night, and then consider whether to go directly to the Principality of Hebron or to the Royal Capital of Hazel.
But when Mozo followed the dilapidated road signs all the way to the carriage rental area, he was even more dumbfounded.
It’s not that the carriage rental area has been abandoned. No matter how small and dilapidated the town is, it will not abandon this transportation resource.
Instead, the person in charge here said to Mozo, a foreigner, with a smile:
"You are a stranger, right? Hey, you probably don't know that. Here, we can't leave the city at night!"
Upon hearing this, Mozo frowned and asked, "Is there something outside?"
The person in charge waved his hand and smiled:
"No. What can there be in this icy land? In the first few decades, one or two direwolves could be seen occasionally, but they have not been seen since then. I guess they were killed by hunters? Oh, you probably don't know that there are no hunters now."
"After all, there's nothing outside. If I want to find something, I guess I have to go to a place deeper into the mountains. But who would dare to go there in this horrible weather?"
"What's the reason?"
The person in charge shook his head helplessly and pointed at it:
"What else could it be? It must be something the higher-ups said! They said for safety reasons, we are not allowed to leave the city at night. But there is nothing outside, so what safety issues could it be? Weather issues?"
"The weather is indeed a problem and people could die, but that was in winter. Now it's summer. It's cold, but not to the point where we can't go out. At least our cars are fine."
It is indeed easy for a small family to die if they travel alone in this weather.
But a special carriage company will not have this problem. If there is a problem, they will not take you out. You don't want your life, but they want it!
What really limits them is still the malice and greed from above.
The person in charge pointed to a room in front of Mozo and said:
"Look there, there are two lights on!"
"Where? The one on the left is the office set up by the Viscount, which is used to issue night travel permits. The one on the right is the church's prayer room."
“Why is the church’s prayer room here?”
"It's just a prayer room in name only! To put it bluntly, it's also a place where night passes are issued."
“Can it be issued in both places?”
"No, you have to have both!"
After hearing this, Mozo immediately held his forehead and laughed.
The person in charge was also kind-hearted. After looking at the two offices and seeing that no one had opened the door or window, he said to Mozo:
"No one has been going to their place to apply for a visa these days, so the door has been closed. It's okay for you to smile at this time, but you must be careful in front of them!"
After Mozo smiled, he reluctantly nodded to the person in charge.
Seeing that Mozo understood, the person in charge stopped talking and said:
"I advise you to go back and find a place to stay for the night. Or if you don't mind, you can stay here with me. But I can only say that you won't freeze to death. I can't make it too warm. Of course, if you are willing to spend money, I can also get you enough coal, but then again, if you are willing to spend the money, why bother staying here with me?"
Because Mozo mentioned that it was a long journey, the person in charge was very kind to Mozo.
Mozo shook his head and smiled:
"Is it OK to just get a visa from them?"
"Yes, you really want to go?"
"Yeah, why not?"
"Well, if you have money, just ignore what I said, but I have to tell you one thing, each of these two families is more ruthless than the other!"
"Is the church more ruthless or is the Viscount more ruthless?"
Mozo suddenly asked this question.
The person in charge instinctively wanted to answer, but immediately smiled bitterly, slapped his mouth and said:
"I just said something out of turn. Just pretend you didn't hear me. And this is not something that a person like me can comment on. I've said this, so you decide for yourself! If you want to go, I'll wait for you here. If you give up, I'll recommend you a decent hotel."
"No, just go inside and wait, I'll be back soon!"
"Okay. I'll wait for you!"
The person in charge went back to the house with a smile on his face. It was obvious that he felt in his heart that Mozo would be scared off by the other party's high price.
The person in charge was quite clear about the ins and outs of this. The Viscount and the church had already set very high prices, and the persons in charge of these two places raised the prices even more to enrich themselves.
Then, the later you contact them or the more anxious you are to contact them, the higher the price they ask for.
The person in charge had always thought that this rule would not last long. After all, he hadn't seen these two people open their business for many days.
As a result, this situation has continued from many years ago until now.
Mozo went to the church's prayer room first. After knocking on the door, Mozo waited for a long time before he heard a sound coming from inside.
After a while, a man with a resentful face, who should be a clergyman, opened the door and walked out.
Seeing the well-dressed Mozo, the other party's resentment dissipated a lot, but he still said to Mozo with a stern face:
"You had better be on business to interrupt my sacred prayers!"
Upon hearing this, Mozo couldn't help but take a look at the high-end velvet robe the other person was wearing.
Pray? Sleep!
In a world where the true God exists, do the true God's clergy dare to use this excuse to deceive and raise prices
But Mozo didn't say much. He just smiled and said:
"I need to go out of town tonight, and I heard that I need to come to your place?"
Seeing that Mozo really came for this, the devout priest who would pray even when sleeping in his bed in his pajamas immediately smiled and said:
"You heard it right. Nighttime is the territory of evil. You cannot leave the city at night without the indulgence issued by His Holiness the Pope! Otherwise, you will be entangled by the terrible darkness!"
In the extraordinary world, what the other party said could indeed happen, but if it really happened, how could the person in charge of the car dealership not know about it
And the Pope authorized it
Mozo raised his eyebrows slightly and continued:
"How do I obtain the Pope's indulgence?"
"Well, two church gold coins or three Hazel gold coins! This is not for me, this is for the poor people! Believe me, if you give this money, with the indulgence you can not only leave the city at night under the evil's prying eyes, you may also get the permission to go to the ideal country after death!"
"Ah. I am not cursing you, but the world is full of suffering and the ideal country is the salvation of all suffering!"
While the other party was absent-mindedly saying these charlatan words, his eyes were fixed on Mozo's waist and hands.
Mozo nodded flawlessly and smiled:
"I see. But I don't have enough church coins or Hazel coins. Do you think other currencies are OK?"
"Other currencies? Of course no problem, as long as the value is enough, but you have to pay the difference!"
Mo Zuo smiled and took out four Duze gold coins from his arms. When the other party saw the Duze gold coins, his eyes lit up immediately.
Four gold coins of excellent quality? !
Oh my God, bless the Pope, he made a lot of money tonight!
After taking the Duze gold coin, he couldn't help but say to Mozo:
"Well, please forgive my ignorance, but where were these gold coins of yours issued? The color and texture, my God, these must be the most beautiful gold coins I have ever seen!"
Mozo was not surprised to see that the priest did not recognize the Duze gold coins he had taken out. Duze was very far away from the Hazel Empire and the Victory Faith's pan-control area.
But what surprised Mozo a little was that the gold coins issued by the Victory Church with the goddess as the main body should be of similar size and quality to the Duze gold coins.
As a result, you, a clergyman of the victory faith, actually think that Duze gold coins are so excellent
Is it personal aesthetics, or something else
Mozo thought for a moment and said:
"This is the currency of the Duze Dynasty."
"Duze Dynasty? Are you a People of Light?"
It is normal that this priest does not recognize the Duze gold coins, but it is impossible that he does not know about the Duze Dynasty.
So when he heard about the Duze Dynasty, he was immediately shocked. If it was the People of Light of the Duze Dynasty, he would not be able to eat so much.
What should I do? Should I return one or both
"No, I just happened to have these Duze gold coins."
"Oh, I see."
The clergyman relaxed again and said:
"That's no problem. I'll write it for you right away. Ahem, I'll prepare the indulgence for you right away!"
The other party immediately turned around and went back to the house. After fiddling with it for a while, he came back with a piece of parchment.
After Mozo took it, he couldn't help but frown.
This was obviously not issued by the church officials, because not only did the text lack the formal official wording, but most importantly, the ink was not even dry!
If we really have to say that the only useful thing on it is probably the church's exclusive anti-counterfeiting seal.
In response, Mozo couldn't help but look at the other party.
The other party also smiled reluctantly:
"This, I guarantee it will work!"
Mozo smiled and nodded and said:
"I hope you can go to the utopia promised by God after your death!"
In response to Mozo's words, the other party waved his hand nonchalantly and went back to sleep.
313 Dark Ages
Then, Mozzo knocked on the door of the Viscount's office again.
There was no trouble this time. After paying the money, I smoothly got the same piece of waste paper which was useless except for the stamp.
Looking at the two pieces of waste paper in his hand, Mozo wanted to laugh again.
After shaking his head, Mozo knocked on the door of the car dealership manager.
The other party came out wearing a coat and said:
"How about you, you want me to recommend you a nice hotel, huh? Did you really get it?"
Before the other party could finish his words, he saw the two pieces of waste paper in Mozo's hand.
Mozo also took a look and said helplessly:
"Yeah. It's quite a loss."
The person in charge immediately shook his head and laughed:
"It seems that you are not short of money. How about the best carriage? But let me tell you, this is a small city. Even if it is the best carriage, I don't think you will think it is good."
"So I'm going to tell you this first, lest you think I'm trying to trick you because you have a lot of money. If you don't believe me, you can come with me to see what the cars in the dealership look like."
Mozo shook his head and said:
"No, just set off as soon as possible."
"Hey, if you say so, then that's fine!"
Soon, the person in charge of the carriage shop found the best carriage in their shop for Mozzo, and he was the driver.
After stuffing clothes, food, and strong liquor into the carriage, he said to Mozo:
"This car is the best car in our dealership. It's not good-looking, but it's definitely warm and stable. Of course, that's the most important thing."
The person in charge pointed to the two horses pulling the cart with pride and said:
"Don't underestimate my two horses. They are not those weird-looking monsters. You should know that they are war horses! War horses with excellent bloodlines! I guarantee that they are faster than those airships that need to transfer to other stations!"