Chapter 7 Holy See Reaction [1]
Provoking the imperial power, facing only the anger of the empire. Choose theocracy and face it. That's the whole world. On the central continent, there are many people who leave the Roma Empire to survive. And there are not many people who have left the Holy See. In this strange sacred land full of opportunities and abundance, the people here are inseparable from the huge authority of the Holy See. It is beyond the existence of these countries, has supreme power, and suppresses those who believe in alien gods. In a sense, provoking theocracy, especially the authority of the God of Light, is a terrible ability to oppress to death. This possibility that even the soul will be extinguished makes people think about it and feel extremely horrible.
This is an absolutely unbearable behavior, especially for those crazy people.
It's just that people who blasblasers must have strength. In the face of this situation, no one knows what a man far away from the northwest is thinking about.
"Have the people who went to Nordland come back?" In the national parliament of the Grand Duchy of Norman, the Grand Duke looked so calm, as if the orders he gave did not exist. And underneath, the people standing and sitting are all worried. Yes, even if they go to war with the Roma Empire, they will not worry like this. They know what a terrible result the immediate matter will be if it is not solved.
"Your Majesty... We are far from your greatness and wisdom, but can you show how can we face the anger of the Holy See?" Officials all responded one after another. Even the former Estonian left-handed Crocker, who surrendered, looked sad. He really couldn't figure out why Tiger. This guy, who dares to order the commander of the Eleventh Legion, to annihilate the Holy Light Knights of the Holy See, which is really a very shocking behavior.
Boss Ma snorted contemptuously and shouted, "You bastards! Coward! What are you worried about? Are you worried that the donkey of Paul I took his countless followers and then rushed to the Grand Duchy of Norman in chaos? Humph, idiots! How can you know the embarrassment of Paul I? He just doesn't have more energy to maintain his so-called supreme theocracy!"
Of course, Ma Hu will not say everything. In fact, in this era, theocracy has been suppressed to the lowest level. Because of the turmoil, the theocracy that should have risen has been suppressed to death. The Roman Empire did not allow more people to join the Holy See at all. Officials smelled it and broke away from the church. As for the interior of the Slavic Empire, it was also vigorous and vigorous. It was not good to suppress the eastern and northeast parishes of the Holy See. Those church knights were all disarmed, and a group of knights without weapons and horses were useless?
This news, in the north, only a few big nobles or big businessmen know it. Ordinary small chambers of commerce may also vaguely know a little news, but how can this kind of ambiguous news be spread randomly? It's just a discussion within the family, that's it. If you dare to spread it among the people, in case the news has a negative impact on the Grand Duke of Norman, I'm afraid that the family will not continue to do business in the Grand Duchy of Norman in an instant, and it is even possible that the whole family will lead to the disaster of killing.
To this day, those small and medium-sized nobles have not continued to be attached to the land they once owned, because those lands cannot produce any more value at all. In this era, a business revolution led by the Norman Chamber of Commerce has long made these small and medium-sized nobles understand that only exciting trade on the sea can make their luxury life more wonderful.
And think about the land of Zengjin, what can be produced? Food? Those things can't get any luxurious life and enjoyment at all. At this moment, the small and medium-sized nobles fully respect Tiger. The will of House, the Warcraft. Because they know very well that only by jacking this man to the sky will their lives get better and better.
And Boss Ma is secretly happy. He just toss 15% of the profits on many trade lines tos the nobles, and there is peace and tranquility of the whole country. Even those Estonians and Narvar people come together for the sake of profit, even if they are dreaming in the same bed, but, It really makes people see Tiger. What kind of magic is House's horrible means that can make two enemies walk on the same road?
"Gentlemen and girls, you are worried as funny as worrying that someone can defeat me one-on-one. The trouble of the Holy See is far more than that. You just need to remember that in this world, except for me, Tiger. House, there are people who hate the Holy See more, that's enough. Boss Ma's cold voice made those nobles and officials immediately enliven their minds, and they thought about it. Do they hate the Holy See more than this warcraft? Who would that be?
The greatest influence of the Holy See is its influence on the people, and it is naturally the state that is dissatisfied with this influence.
As long as the nobles and officials are not stupid, they immediately reacted: Yes, so it is. It turns out that this weak Holy See is the two empires... Oh, no, it may be the common enemy of the three powerful countries. Although there are obsdiness between the three countries, this does not prevent the three countries from being unhappy and arrogant towards the Holy See. This kind of theocratic institution that restricts the power of the superstructure, even if it is frustrated, is difficult to relieve irritability.
Thinking of this, the nobles and officials calmed down, their eyes calmed down, and looked at Tiger. House's magnificent body immediately felt that this man's eyes were so thorough.
Although it is very simple to see through this problem, the first person who comes to mind is naturally strong. This is what makes people admire.
"Now, tell me, gentlemen, what do you think about the reply to the damn Kingdom of Norland?" Although Ma Hu scolded everyone loudly, his eyes fell on Little Saxon. The Admiral of the West Sea Fleet took a step forward from the army members on the left side of the array and shouted, "Your Majesty, I have something to say."
Ma Hu waved his hand and said, "Tell me."
Little Saxon saluted and took a step back before saying respectfully, "The news brought back by the envoy to Nordland is enough to show that the alliance of the seven Scandinavian countries is not as strong as we think. Obviously, because the navies of the Kingdom of Ridian and the Kingdom of Fairland were almost completely destroyed, they were very interested in controlling the lifelines of the two countries from land. Even... even, they have the same purpose as us! It is also to annex these two countries!"
There was a dead silence in the hall, although many people are wondering if it is Tiger. Grand Duke House wanted to annex the Kingdom of Riel Dean and the Kingdom of Fairland, because from the previous acts, if the extermination of the pirate group is **, then the later sinister naval battle is enough to prove that this is to let the two kingdoms die. When putting people to death, there are only two situations. One is to kill you to kill you, and the other is to take possession of your property and women to kill you.
Obviously, the mercenary barbarian leader is the latter.
At the beginning, there was no good person among the three people of Mustave!
The disgusting behavior of the three bitches has still changed the faces of the nobles present, as if they had eaten poop.
"But... it seems that things are not as smooth as we thought." Ma Hu shook off the national book in his hand, threw it on the table in front of him, and shouted, "Go on and circulate it. You can have a look."
Officials and nobles have looked at it one by one. At this time, it is necessary to unify domestic opinions and strength in order to exert the strongest energy, which is also what Boss Ma has been doing.
"What?!! Is there anything wrong! The people of the Holy See have such long hands! Unexpectedly, he asked the people of the Kingdom of Nordland to refuse to trade with our trading team! Do they want to die?!" The questioner was a well-dressed nobleman. He invested more than half of his property in the maritime trading fleet. He even asked the navy of the Grand Duchy of Norman to buy two trading ships, and his monthly income made him very comfortable. Naturally, it is a great rebuke for this kind of thing that damages the interests. And just now, he was still worried about whether the energy of the Holy See would make the collapse and bankruptcy.
The number of people scolding the Holy See immediately increased, and the voices around them were full of insults and curses against the Holy See, and even portrayed Pope Paul I as a damn donkey who only knew how to kick other people's heads randomly.
"Fuck shut up your beaks! You idiots, do you only know how to curse? Boss Ma roared and immediately quieted down in the hall, and no one continued to howl.
He glanced at it and said coldly, "There are three problems we have to face now: First, solve the Kingdom of Riel Dean and the Kingdom of Philland. Second, let the Holy See die. Third, next, the Roma must compromise our occupation of Latvia. After all, our army cannot all be stuffed into that damn land. We have to fight against the Scandinavians. It is impossible to rely on the navy alone.
Hearing this, little Saxon twitched at the corners of his mouth and grinned, but still didn't say anything. When he was about to speak, the old man Warhammer Saxon stared at him from afar. Mr. Warhammer, sitting in the third seat under Boss Ma, has a lot of convenience and news. This look suppressed the pride of little Saxon, although he wanted to say: our navy has done enough.
"Your Majesty, please show me!"
Officials, ministers and nobles also stood up and said respectfully regardless of their dliness.
Mr. Ma stood there, frivolous and conceited at the corners of his mouth, and then shouted, "Now, from the Roma, there is a news that the mission of the Roma Empire will arrive in our sphere of influence after January. I'm afraid they came through negotiation. However, their ambassador was a surprising person. He was one of the three princes of the Roman Empire, Prince Ursula. At that time, whether the fate of the country can be further or not depends on the efforts of the princes!"
"I would like to die for His Majesty!"
The loud singing in unison reflects this young country, but it also makes people believe that this young country may not be able to go further.