Chapter 15 The Prince arrives [3]

The meeting between the ambitious and the ambitious will always be crowned by the wheels of history. In fact, this kind of thing falls in the eyes of the parties concerned, which is simply bullshit, a stinky shit-like filth. In the eyes of people who are really awesome, a small encounter can also be linked to history. I have to say that those literati who are full are the first to go to hell. Why? Because it is because of these guys' chewing tongue that some things are very simple, but they have to be speculed three or five times with conspiracy theories, which eventually led to one conflict after another, which became a disaster. Most of the ambitious people like disaster the most, and then this is the opportunity.

The style and majesty of the Roma Empire were still needed, so the fifty strong soldiers were fully armed, dressed in armor, and looked like facing a great enemy. As the commander of the army, the seriousness in his eyes naturally could not be said. Several deputy commanders were accompanied by only one person, and the rest were left outside the city. There was only one purpose. Once there was an accident in the city, 7,000 people outside the city, even if they were killed, they would be killed for a while, right? This is also a little bit of caution.

Although in fact, in the Norman Grand Duchy, where there are as many villains as dogs, it can be seen everywhere. There are fierce men with a knife hidden in their sleeves, even everywhere, even a priest. Well, we didn't mean to insult Father Pavlov, who muttered Hallelujah, what a great unscrupulous priest. After three nights of uneasiness, I finally realized and said to myself: Although I am also a lackey of the god of light, why do I listen to the Pope?

Damn it! I'm going to do it alone!

So, Father Paprov turned to Tiger. The Grand Duke of House put forward a small suggestion, that is, it is better to establish a new sect and let the Grand Duchy of Norman support one or two. It is better to list it as a state religion, and it will be simpler to unify ideas at that time.

When Ma Hu heard this suggestion, he was definitely surprised. Indeed, using this demagogic method, coupled with a two-pronged approach of education and regulation, is definitely the best way to unify people's hearts in such a backward and civilized world.

"Why don't you... call it a northern sect!" An unscrupulous animal gave an order so simply. Father Paplov's thoughts were full of hope and feelings, and he said in his heart: How many years have passed, how many years have passed, and finally I will have a prosperous day!

Thinking of being a lackey for Archbishop North for the past ten or twenty years, and not drinking the last bit of soup, Father Paprov hated it. I can't wait to kill the whole Holy See. At the same time, the priest, who traveled from heaven to hell, is also drawing new teachings in his heart. Yes, he will be the head of this new sect.

And Tiger. His Majesty the Grand Duke of House awarded him the title of supreme pope.

"Instead of letting the Holy See come to speak for the gods, it is better for everyone to communicate with God. We are the purest believers!"

Hmm... This slogan is really awesome! At least, in a mild degree, it is absolutely beyond imagination. To some extent, it is also relatively advanced. Compared with people's panic and awe of the family, this doctrine of communicating with God and the Light alone is absolutely the most acceptable. Ma Hu himself vaguely felt that this method might suddenly close more Latvian residual forces. Yes, the reason for integration at that time is too simple!

heresy! Infidels! Evil God! Crooked way...

What a high-sounding slogan and reason. At that moment, Ma Hu felt comfortable all over. He even found that this should be the purest of all ideas. When he stood arrogantly over a pile of corpses and looked at the sky, the murderous pleasure of making countless people crawl suddenly let him know that this opportunity could definitely make him famous and make the whole world tremble. The reputation on the Central Continent is absolutely difficult to continue to overshadow his Tiger. House.

However, the only thing to do now is to build momentum for the cathedral in Tamsalu City. He needs such a small opportunity to let everyone know that there is a group and religious school that is gentle, fraternal and not aggressive.

As long as he is enchanted by one lost lamb after another, how to fry and cook is the mood of him, a court glutton.

I'm so fucking talented. Ma Hu said so proudly in his heart.

The sound of Prince Ursula's arrival spread the whole city of Tamsalu. The bell tower of the cathedral was ringing. I don't know when more than a hundred or two hundred thousand people came out on the street to watch there. Yes, I haven't seen a big man from the Roman Empire for a long time! The last time I saw it, I was still seen by Tiger. House, a bastard, was killed by the body of the admiral of the outer city of the Roman Empire. This is really surprising. Of course, those big chambers of commerce and bigwigs know that this is another wonderful business opportunity.

Who can deny this?

No one can! Because a group of people in the mission came with a perhaps extremely rich contract, and this process was full of countless pleasures. You can't expect these proud and biased Roma bigwigs to condescend to talk about your ideals and life with businessmen in a small country. In their opinion, you country bumpkin didn't come here to trumpet, which is stupid. However, businessmen are also very interesting. At least the two major chambers of commerce, thorns and jasmine, will still do something that makes people collapse. For example, some old jasmine people passed by slowly in a gold carriage. The members of the mission were stunned and almost blinded their eyes at first glance. They even think that it must be false, but don't deceive yourself. The golden words are not casual.

Probably four golden carriages passed by. On the roof of the car were two magic lights at the front and back. This extinguished magic lamp is extremely gorgeous. Compared with Prince Ursula's white jade carriage, this kind of rich level is at least three times higher. The most attractive thing is still behind, as if it is arrogant as fighting for wealth. The thorny bird pulls out a team of soldiers, with layers of armor gambling gold, inlaid with gems and magic arrays, the kind of gobump master's big armor, and those who are drooling with the military officers. Although these armors are extremely fancy, the glittering magic array is definitely not fake. It's ridiculous. It's really ridiculous. Is it possible that the Normans have reached such a level of money?

For a while, the members of the mission of the Roma Empire were a little twitching and awkward. It seemed that the little contract they brought was really unconvincing.

Just when everyone was still surprised by the wealth of the Normans. A roar was heard from afar: "Good news! Good news! Golden Sands were found in the Gulf of Madrid! His Majesty authorized the Western Chamber of Commerce to officially pan for gold!"

The sound covered one wave after another, and the whole crowd of tens of thousands of people exclaimed, and everyone cheered. Obviously, this was another big deal.

Before the envoy arrived at the court of the envoy of the Norman Kingdom, the mood of the group had long been gone. Suddenly, they found that the Normans were already so rich. This terrible discovery has made these people collapse for a burst of time. Is there anything more devastating in the world than this?

Of course, there will be more.

His Royal Highness saw for the first time one of the legendary three giants of Mustave, Norton the Tauren!

The fierce man, who is more than two or twenty meters tall, stood there as if he were an iron tower. He came over and obviously felt a war horse's irritability. This is infected by murderous blood. Ordinary beasts dare not approach such people at all. Then the tauren saluted with elegant etiquette and said loudly, "Warmly welcome His Royal Highness Prince Ursula of the Roman Empire to the Grand Duchy of Norman!"

"You should be the legendary taurman brave warrior, today's tribal chief, Mr. Norton!" Ursula's slender figure appeared in front of the reception court, and the accompanying Norman officials accumulated more than a hundred people. All kinds of characters were busy there, and this was the beginning of a banquet. For Normans, a party without a banquet is not a party, but an boring party.

"Aha, it turns out that the prince also knows me. Yes, I'm Norton!" With that, he patted his chest with a bang. The sound made General Marco frown beside him, and instinctively felt a sense of hostility towards the strong warrior. However, Norton glanced at Macro slightly, then curled his lips disdainfully and said to himself, "This general of the Roman Empire is too low-grade." At this level, is it embarrassing to meet people?

Seeing Norton's contemptuous look intentionally or unintentionally, Macro couldn't have an attack. He just looked elsewhere, snorted coldly, and didn't plan to come up.

Outside the court are two elite Norman Grand Duke Guards. These soldiers are extremely strong. Hundreds of war veterans, that murderous atmosphere can definitely scare ordinary people to pee in their pants. It's just that Prince Ursula has never seen anything. In those years, fighting pirates was also a cruel role. In the face of these tough soldiers, he praised in his heart: the strength of these Normans should not be underestimated. It seems that the evaluation of the empire is still wrong. However, the stronger these guys are, the more I can look forward to it.

It's really a difficult choice. Prince Ursula said entangled in his heart.

"I don't know where the Grand Duke is?" Prince Ursula asked Norton.

The Tauren warrior smiled and said, "I'm afraid that bastard is lying in his woman's room. But don't worry, I've already asked someone to call that son of a bitch! This bastard, whenever something big comes, he dumps me and Shazu. It's really not righteous enough!"

"Who is Shazu?" Hearing Norton's words like this, Ursula said he was not surprised that it was fake. He never thought that the relationship between the three bitches would be so weird and magical. But who knows? The ideals of these three guys do not intersect in the first place. However, the personalities of the three people are infinitely close, which makes these three people walk on a road, but everyone's station is different.

"Oh, a Viking animal!" Norton curled his lips and said contemptuously.

The two Viking warrior generals next to him coughed, and Norton immediately shouted, "What cough! I just scolded that son of a bitch. What can you do with me?"

Everyone glanced blankly and said to their hearts: Of course, there is nothing we can do about you. You are just a scoundrel!

Yes, there are no good birds at all. But for the Roma, this feeling is too complicated and shocking!

"Your Excellency is really amazing." Prince Ursula could only hide his embarrassment like this and whispered.

Norton laughed and said, "I like His Royal Highness's temper!" After saying that, he turned his head and shouted at the busy servants, "Why don't you give me a little work!" Are you still waiting to die? Hurry up--" The roar suddenly made the whole court collapse. The preparation for the banquet was really full of drama.

"Please come in, Your Highness." Norton smiled and said.

Prince Ursula nodded gently, took a deep breath, and entered the palace.