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The afternoon of the day after leaving Besanson, the group arrived at Lucesen and stayed in a hotel north of the city for one night.

Early the next morning, Yat brought Ron to the Cathedral of Hwov. Yat did not go directly to the church to pay homage to Bishop Orov, but first found the church's deacon in charge of the tribute and reported his identity and donated a huge donation of 5,000 Finney to the church. He specifically ordered the deacon to report this matter to Bishop Orov after he left the church.

Everything was right. Yat brought Ron to Bishop Orov's office with religious guards. Bishop Orov's escort was already familiar with Yat. He kept asking Yat about the war that took place on the eastern border. Obviously, this was also a guy who hoped to make contributions on the battlefield.

When Bishop Orov saw Yat, he looked kind as usual, and the luster on his face became more and more rosy.

Orlof helped Yat up half-kneeling on the ground, held Yat's shoulder with both hands and looked at Yat up and down, and said with a smile: "Very good! I can return here completely from the battlefield."

"Master Bishop, it was the brilliance of the Holy Lord who shone against me, otherwise I would have died under the crossbow arrows shot by the enemy." After Yat said that, he took out the cross given to him by Bishop Orov, who was hanging around his neck.

"Well, I have learned your heroic deeds in the enemy's realm from your letter. Although many of your practices do not uphold the traditional morality of a knight, when dealing with the evil wolf, smart hunters will never fight it face to face."

"Child, you must always remember that you must learn to be half a saint and half a devil, treat your enemies as fierce as a devil, and treat yourself as kind as a saint." Bishop Orlov was a man who returned from the Holy Land. He knew that Yat's tactics were learned from pagans. Orlov was not a pedantic saint, so he did not disgust Yat's endless "conspiracy" when dealing with the enemy.

"I've written it down!" Yatt pointed his head heavily.

"Well, by the way, did the court give you a reward for merit this time? I have not received a report from the palace residence." Bishop Orlov has always been very concerned about the issue of rewarding Yat's military merits. In order not to let the unreliable Yat's achievements be lost by the powerful ministers of the court, he wrote to the court's deputy ministers twice, hoping that he could help Yat to fight for a fair treatment. This is precisely because of Yat's own outstanding military achievements and Bishop Orlov's special instructions that Earl Ballwin would try his best to fight for Yat in the court's discussion, although this favor is mixed with the struggle between the two powerful peoples, Ballwin and Bernard.

Yat told Bishop Orov, who had not received a report from the Besanson Palace, that he had obtained a knight status and two knight fiefs.

"I didn't expect that the struggles of all forces in the palace are so fierce now that a warrior who made contributions cannot even receive the most basic fair treatment." Bishop Orov was still regretful and resentful that Yat was not granted a decent knight fief.

"You will eventually have to go back to that dense valley, but are you sure you can build that place into a real knight's leader?" Orlov was still a little worried about Yat's plan, because Orlov had no idea what the situation in the valley was.

"Sir Bishop, my father's corpse is buried in that deserted valley. Wherever the Wells family falls, I, Yat, will stand up from!" Yat said firmly.

Bishop Orov looked at Yat's firm eyes and drew crosses on his chest with his hands. After a long time, he asked, "Child, can I provide you with anything else?"

"Sir, thank you for your generosity. In addition to reporting to you about my current situation and personally thanking you for helping me several times, there are two things I want to ask you for." Yat did not want to slander in front of his father's close friend. He knew that Bishop Orov was really willing to help him.

"Child, tell me, if I can get busy, I will do my best." Orov said.

"The first thing I have my own knight territory now. There are some farmers and soldiers in my territory. They follow me in the wilderness and hope that God's light can penetrate the dense forest and valley to take care of every saint who believes in him. Therefore, I plan to build a small church for the Lord of God in my knighthood, but I need a parish priest who is willing to shepherd the saints for God. If not, there will be a priest who spreads the gospel of my Lord to my territory." Yat planned to build a small church in the valley. Instead of forcing the priests to be sent by the church in the future, it is better to ask the church to be sent by himself.

Bishop Orov devoted his life to spreading the gospel of God, and he would never refuse such an active request to seek religious blessings for the saints.

"This is a good thing to spread God's gospel. I will definitely help you with this. What is the second thing you said?" Orlov asked.

"Sir, you must have known about the last time my caravan was detained in Besançon..."

Yat told Bishop Orov in detail about his plan to rely on commerce to make money to build territory and support the army, and explained the biggest problem encountered by the caravan at present. He expressed his hope that the church behind Bishop Orov could support his caravan, and in return, Yat was willing to donate one-twentieth of the caravan's profit as the church income, which was used to build churches, spread the gospel, and relieve the congregations.

The second thing was not something Bishop Orov said. Bishop Orov was a little hesitant, but he finally agreed to carefully consider the second thing proposed by Yat.

I talked for a long time in Bishop Orov's office room. It was almost noon that Yat left the church with the letter written by Bishop Orov and came to Selankfer Monastery with the letter...

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"What? Why do you let me go?" In the Monastery of Selankfer, Hamish, who was wiping the floor of the Church of Saint-Church, learned that the dean of the monastery sent him to a small church in a deserted valley for hundreds of years, and he immediately refused.

The priest who conveyed the order glanced at the guy in disgust and said, "Why? Just because you are just half a saint!"

The monk, known as "half saint", was called Hamish Matthew, twenty-five years old. His father was once a merchant. His pagan mother died of dysfunction due to giving birth to him. His father could not accept the little demon who took his mother's life at birth, and believed that it was God's punishment for him. So Hamish was thrown into the monastery by his father at the age of five. Since then, his father never appeared again. He did not know whether his father was dead or alive, but he didn't care.

Hamish, who grew up in a monastery, did not become a devout saint. He was not a scheming scholar since he was a child. When he was a child, he always did naughty and unruly things, either cutting off the monk's hair or stealing sacred food. Not only did he like to tease confessors, but he often went to the nuns to peek at the nuns to change clothes. In the past twenty years, he had been in five or six monasteries (churchs), but none of them could tolerate him for more than three years.

However, Hamish had a talent that he could read the Bible at the age of twelve, and by the age of sixteen, he could memorize the entire content of the Bible and write beautifully in Latin. It is precisely for this reason that so many monasteries (churches) are willing to hold this guy with their noses.

The Selankfer Monastery was the only place where he stayed for more than three years, because the former president of the monastery, the current bishop of Lucesen, was a very tolerant man. He took a fancy to Hamish's extraordinary talent for the Bible, tolerated his shortcomings with magnanimity, and promoted him to deacon shortly after Hamish came to the monastery.

However, after Bishop Orov was promoted to bishop of the diocese, the newly appointed monastery director was not so polite to this guy. Last week, Hamish sneaked to the hidden tavern in the city and was drunk and carried back to the monastery, the new dean locked him up for two weeks, and then punished him to kneel in front of the statue and wipe the floor for a month. This kind of thing was common to Hamish, and he had become accustomed to it.

However, when he heard that the dean of the monastery planned to send him to a priest in a deserted and dense valley on the southern border of Burgundy for hundreds of years, he instinctively refused. Although his life in the monastery is not comfortable now, at least he is here to have food, food, clothing, and life are safe.

He immediately left the temple and ran to the dean's office room to argue.

The dean of the monastery received Hamish very rarely and patiently advised: "Hamish, this is what Bishop Orov meant. He said that we would choose a young monk with profound knowledge and extraordinary talents to his territory to spread the gospel of the Holy Lord, and bring the light of the Lord to the darkness. There is still the young monk in the monastery who has more knowledge than you? So after my discussion with the elders, I will send you there."

Of course, Hamish would not agree. He grew up in a monastery and did not have much awe or affection for these guys shrouded by the holy light. He also knew with his toes that the dean and the elders wanted to take this opportunity to drive him out of the monastery and remove a disaster for the monastery.

"Sir, you said this is Bishop Orov's meaning. Did Bishop Orov ask me to go by name?" Hamish would not be so easy to be fooled.

"you!"

"Even if the Bishop didn't say it clearly, can't I and the elders in the court decide?" The dean was a little angry.

"No! When the bishop left the monastery, he told me to study the Bible and understand the holy will. I have not yet realized the essence of the Bible, and I cannot leave here." Hamish began to act like a rogue.

The dean of the monastery was unable to deal with this guy. After holding it in for a long time, he still breathed a sigh of relief, took out the prepared "candy" and said, "I have also discussed with the elders. If you are willing to go there, we will promote you to a parish priest! A twenty-five-year-old parish priest, this is a miracle."

This "candy" is tempting enough for Hamish...
Chapter completed!