Chapter 309
Chapter 309.
For the remains of Maltz Kent’s father and son, Paul originally had no problem with Henry’s disposition, buried according to civilian specifications, in fact, just digging a hole and burying it casually.
But he had aspirations for the original Kent family’s territory of Emden as well as a bunch of subsidiary territories. After all, Maltz is a senior nobleman, if buried casually, his remaining clansmen and those still loyal to his vassal disgruntled and make trouble how?
So Paul to find Henry to discuss, still according to Maltz before the title – count specifications buried.
Until they discuss this matter together, only to remember that they have not confirmed that Maltz Kent is really dead. So the two panicked and ran to the cemetery chapel again, open the coffin to see if it is not Maltz lying inside.
Coffin opened, the situation inside let Paul and Henry shocked a big jump, now it is summer, the body did not rot, but is like being sucked out of the whole body as water into a dry corpse, but from the wrinkled face can vaguely be seen to be the appearance of Maltz Kent.
It looked unusual, but judging by Paul’s common sense, the look was obviously dead through and through. Just to be on the safe side, Henry even had the nerve to reach out and prod at Maltz’s nostrils; there was no breath at all.
Looking at the dry corpse state of Maltz Kent, Paul’s heart welled up a sense of déjà vu, a certain image appeared in his mind: Maltz suddenly rose up, yelling at them “Voss – Lodha–“. “.
“Well, we can bury him, let’s get out of here.”
Henry held his nose in a bit of disgust and pulled Paul out of the church.
……
The duo went to the cathedral in the city a little later with the purpose of visiting Bishop Leonard. The poor old man had been tragically detained by Maltz Kent, during which time he had suffered a stroke from some unknown stimulus. When Alda’s army occupied Cent, he was returned to the cathedral, only to be paralyzed, unable even to speak clearly, and often fainting suddenly.
His pupil, Anderson Yard, of the North Shore Abbey in Laketown, had hastened to the city on receiving the news, and had been ministering to Leonard at his side for several days.
Anderson was scheduled to travel to the Holy Capital of the Holy See to participate in the Council of the Mingxi exchange conference, to publicly announce a series of “scary discoveries”, the mentor’s illness has delayed the plan.
Leonard lying on the bed, see Paul and Henry arrived, struggling to sit up, Paul quickly asked Andrew to hold him down.
Paul showed a sympathetic look, “Old Dean, you just lie there.”
Although Leonard was ancient and dogmatic, but never created any trouble for him as a religious leader, and during his tenure as abbot, he also provided help for the educational endeavors of Lakewood Township.
It was a little hard on Paul’s heart to see this old man in the state he was in.
He learned from the people in the church that Leonard was arrested because he was looking for Maltz to confirm whether he was suspected of witchcraft, just as he was looking for Paul that time in Lakewood, unfortunately Maltz is not as patient as Paul, and the power in the hands of a duke is not comparable to a count.
Leonard still struggling to raise his arm to point to his mouth, mouth issued a “uh …… uh ……” sound, indicating that his speech is inconvenient.
“The Lord of Light will send Maltz Kent’s sinful soul to hell.”
His student, Andertown, cursed from the sidelines.
Paul exchanged pleasantries with him for a moment before leaving with Henry.
The ecclesiastical power of the Northwest Gulf had been dealt a terrible blow when Maltz Kent had been granted the dukedom; the regional bishop had been secluded, a large number of his cadres had been arrested and sentenced, and the Inquisition, the only military force, had been raided, disarmed, and temporarily outlawed.
And it is clear that the headquarters of the Holy See is a bit out of steam with what is happening to the Church in the Northwest Gulf, which is too remote and out of reach on the one hand, and on the other they are too distracted by the roaring witch-hunts in Horn Bay to care.
Paul heard Anderson say, it seems to be the Church of Horn Bay witch hunt movement of large scale, the depth of involvement has exceeded the Holy See’s prediction, and now a little difficult to ride the meaning of the tiger.
…… Returning to the Duke’s mansion, Henry carefully asked, “Paul, how are you handling that list …… I gave you?”
Paul patted his chest and said, “Don’t worry, they are now staying in jail.”
Henry said a little nervously, “Uh …… just shut it down for a while, but don’t let anything happen to them.”
“Don’t worry don’t worry, three meals a day all the time is not lacking, out of the time guaranteed white and fat.”
Before entering the Sente, Henry gave Paul a list of members of the Ferdinand family, who are all suspected of cooperating with Maltz Kent in Henry’s eyes, or there is some kind of threat to his inheritance of the Duke.
Before the other lords in the coalition arrived, the Alda army raided the list and put everyone on it in jail.
Of course, their lives will not be in danger, and they will be “pardoned” after Henry becomes the Duke of the Northwest to show the new Duke’s mercy.
“But we can agree ……” Paul reminded Henry: “Ferdinand family treasury half of my share, in order to fight this war I have a debt.”
Henry was in tears, “Now it’s all your soldiers guarding the vault door, you tell me this ……”
“Actually, I want more!”
“Don’t do that, if it’s more, I really won’t be able to be a duke, I don’t have the face to see my clan.”
“Alright, I’ll send someone to inventory the amount of coins in the vault one penny at a time.”
“Vampire!”
……
On September 3, 1991 of the Holy Calendar, Earl Myron Garnard, Count of Bairdine, arrived in Sente.
On September 4th, the other lords in the Coalition – Price Parker, Morley Malcolm, Winifred Heller and others – arrive in Cent.
They were accompanied by a group of lords who had originally supported Maltz Kent, and who came as losers.
Paul, Myron, and Henry came out of the city to greet the lords, and the Arda army functioned as a guard of honor, again impressing with its neat formation, athletic gait, and shining bayonets, and eclipsing the armies behind the lords with their hodgepodge of flags and uniforms.
On arriving at the Ducal Palace, the roar of cannons came from the direction of the city gates, and the crowd was greatly alarmed.
Paul told everyone not to panic: “Don’t worry, it’s just a [salute] to celebrate that the brutal war is finally over.”
Cannon salute] rang sixty times in a row, the lords from the solemn “welcome ceremony” smelled a hint of warning flavor, each forced to smile and Paul and other people to exchange pleasantries.
Only Derek Heller, the son of Earl Heller, looked enviously at the Alda army, how he wanted to command such an army.
(End of chapter)