Lord Roar

Chapter 24 The Poor Thackeray

All the archdiocese of St. Cassius have received a joint letter from the cardinal and the pope. The content of the letter is concise and to the point: spread the blessings of the Holy Father without prejudice. All the gods are the children of the Holy Father. It should be treated equally, the light of the Supreme God is everywhere, and everyone is ignorant and ignorant and ignores it, so that they can act like thunder again.

The underlying meaning of the content is also easy to understand, that is, if you continue to fool others, don’t stop, but don’t use the same stereotypes, keep up with the times and use new propaganda slogans, it doesn’t matter if everyone believes in false gods, because those false gods I also believe in the Holy Father, the light of the Holy Father is everywhere, but if someone is still stubborn, let's continue to copy guys to make them stand up.

In addition to this letter, an important notice from the Holy See headquarters is also attached to the letter, which records in detail a barbarian woman living in the outpost county. [-]. Forced to live, she resolutely ran to the arms of the Holy Father, and became the candidate saint of the Holy See since then, which is simply a classic case of a female dick attacking Bai Fumei.

The underlying meaning of this notice is also very simple. It mainly tells everyone to quickly memorize the words and use Dina as a model for brainwashing. Everyone sees that Dina, who is valued even by the gods of the barbarians, actually believes in the Supreme God. You guys Ordinary people, don't hesitate, come to the Holy Father's bowl quickly.

When the forces of all parties got the news, everyone was relieved.

The headquarters of the Ice Goddess Cult far in the far north.

"Shameless!" The violent snowstorm was mixed with Archbishop East's roar!

Inside the Royal Palace of the Principality of Lothar.

King Gattery III looked at Princess Hathaway beside him with a wry smile.

The glamorous Hathaway held another letter and said with interest: "This Baron Allen, my daughter seems to have some impression."

Gatteret took the letter from Hathaway's hand, and after reading it, he said with a smile on his face, "It's really daring!"

Hathaway chuckled, and the elderly military ministers next to her looked straight.

Locke Kingdom, Royal Palace.

King Manrosar sits on the throne with a golden sword on a horse. The crown studded with diamonds and precious jewels is slanted on his head, and the king's rod symbolizing supreme power is held upside down in his hand and stretched into his back. In the clothes, he kept rubbing up and down, muttering in a low voice: "It's so itchy."

Several ministers not far away smiled wryly.

Manrosadi turned a blind eye, looked at Grand Duke Claire and asked, "Second brother, Alan is really a dog who can't change his shit."

Keerlai's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, and he sighed repeatedly.

Manrosa estimated that if Allen was here, a fat beating would definitely be inevitable.

The barren ancient plain, the tent of the great chief tribe.

Great Chief Jistan looked at a barbarian chief sitting in the corner with a sinking face, and said in a very dissatisfied tone: "Old Zach, your Bloodhoof tribe is indeed a disaster tribe."

Old Zac looked very helpless on his old face, he clenched his fists and stood up and said: "We will solve the affairs of our tribe by ourselves."

The Great Elder Ren snorted coldly, and said with disdain: "Now your tribe is in danger, and one hundred thousand barbarians are about to fight the Earth Dragon Legion, how do you solve this matter?"

"Don't worry about it, I'll take the tribal brothers and go to the outpost county to snatch people!" Old Zack left the tent with a determined face after he finished speaking.

Ji Stein looked at the back of the old Zach and said with disdain: "I don't know how to live or die!"

After the knight of the Holy See hurriedly stuffed the important notice of the Holy See into Wood's hands, he carefully held a red envelope with the personal seal of the Great Pope.

Wood opened the red letter with trembling hands, his face was blushing, and after reading every word carefully, he was no longer as stable as before, his old face was like a blooming chrysanthemum.

Waving to call a priest, Wood asked with a smile: "That barbarian servant, ah no, it's Saint Dina, isn't she here yet?"

The pastor looked troubled, and said in a low voice: "Saint...the saint said that the candied dates trees in the castle are ripe, but the candied dates haven't been harvested yet, what if."

"What if?"

The pastor struggled as if he had eaten a poop and said, "If we don't finish the beating today, the candied dates will be snatched away by the pastor of our parish under various pretexts."

"Ridiculous! That thing is only worth a few bucks! Tell the priests not to go to the castle to fight the autumn breeze." Wood said angrily: "The red-clothed archbishop of the Northwest Diocese is coming to the outpost in two days, this idiot The maid has never learned anything, so what will I do then?"

The pastor lowered his head and didn't dare to answer, but he was complaining in his heart: You didn't let us fight the autumn wind on the grounds that the Holy Father needs all kinds of tributes. . .

Wood snorted and walked out of the church, deciding to "educate" the master and servant in the castle himself.

The tranquility of the old castle was no longer there. The large rusty iron gates were wide open, and several office workers in administrative uniforms of the Kingdom of Locke shuttled inside the old castle.

Yorkshire bit her quill pen, handling official duties with a solemn expression.

Allen, who was not doing his job, was wrestling with Thackeray, and a group of Earl's dog legs cheered loudly beside him, cheering for his master non-stop.

When Alan suppressed Thackeray's palm arrogantly, he shouted: "Win, three gold coins."

Seeing that their master had lost, a few doglegs happily clapped their hands in celebration.

Thackeray rushed forward angrily, kicked one of them and shouted, "You buy him to win?"

A few administrative staff who seem to be office workers are like mourners.

Allen folded his arms and smiled, "I'll let you remember, hahaha."

Thackeray pointed at Allen furiously and shouted: "You are cheating! You are simply despicable and shameless."

"I'm still nasty." Allen shrugged indifferently.

It turned out that this was the third competition between the two.

The first bet was five copper coins, and Allen lost with absolute weakness.

The second bet was ten copper coins, and Allen lost again with absolute weakness.

The third bet was three gold coins, and Alan won easily.

The old butler sighed and patted Thackeray on the shoulder with a very weak expression.

Thackeray saw Allen's appearance as an Ishii rascal, like a deflated inflation. . .Ball, sitting helplessly on the stone bench, stared blankly at the three gold coins on the round table that were used as gambling funds.

When Wood came to the castle, he saw Dina, the newly promoted candidate for the Holy See, holding a book in her hand, hitting the candied dates on the tree with a slender stick.

Wood tried his best to put on a benevolent expression, walked behind Dina, and was about to speak.

Dina turned around, cut off the stick, and shouted: "Old man, give me a stick from my grandson."

Holding the children's book scribbled by her second young master in her hand, Dina saw clearly that the guy with a big bag on his head was Wood.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it. I was too obsessed just now, so I didn't mean it." Dina hurried up to apologize, and hurriedly wiped Wood's forehead with the rag that was in her pocket for wiping Alan's broken riding boots.

"No... nothing!" Wood suppressed his anger and tried to approach him, "Treasure of the outpost county parish, my Miss Dina, what are you doing?"

Dina handed over the book in her hand, and said: "My second young master's scribbles are about a fire-type monster, Vajra Red Ape, who accepted a reward from the Holy See to escort the reincarnated pope to obtain the hands of the supreme god before becoming a god." Transcript story."

Wood's face turned darker. He felt that the gangsters at the door, whoever picked one out at random, were definitely more pious than Allen.

"Look, it's very interesting." After Dina finished speaking, she started beating candied dates with a stick.

Wood glanced at Alan who was fighting with Thackeray not far away, shook his head and opened the children's book.

As a result, after looking at it for a few times, the eyes couldn't be pulled out, and a few candied dates hit his head, and Wood didn't care.

Allen had seen Wood a long time ago, but he was too lazy to talk to him, and continued to anger Thackeray.

Since Hurent left, the Holy See has issued an order that the ground dragon army is stationed outside the outpost county and must no longer harass the civilians and castles in the county. Before receiving the latest order, it will be repaired in situ and not in a hurry to set foot on the wilderness Furuhara launched a crusade against the heretics.

Thackeray, the chief of staff who had been emptied, lived in the castle when he had nothing to do.

It's a pity that within a few days, Thackeray, the big benefactor, is now destitute and destitute, relying on the face of the old housekeeper to eat and drink.

It turned out that together with the lackeys under his command, the daily rent for living in the castle room was as high as ten copper coins, which was not counted as food expenses.

Then Allen cheated him of money in different ways, Thackeray is also a cheap bone, and he has to try everything.

In the beginning, they competed in martial arts, then in archery, and later in everything that can be thought of, Thackeray competed, who ate more food, who peed farther, who was better than pull-ups, who was better than push-ups, who was better than holding back urine after drinking Long time blah blah blah.

One is Baron Allen, who has played tricks on others since he was a child, and has been eating and waiting to die all year round. He does everything except business.

One is Earl Thackeray, who has practiced martial arts hard since he was a child, honed his fighting spirit all the year round, and does nothing but do business.

Then. . . .There is no more, Thackeray now except for the bottom trousers, the armor he wears does not belong to him, but Allen temporarily lent him to wear it to hide his embarrassment.

Then Thackeray, who had already been close to Mo Zhehei, was very treacherous. He pretended to be unconvinced and reckless during the day, and returned to the bedroom at night, writing and drawing with a quill non-stop.

Thackeray called a dog leg in confusion, lay on the table and said wearily: "From tomorrow on, you will train according to the technique of strengthening the fingers that Baron Allen discussed with me in the morning. I would like to see it and break through the limits of the human body." Is it really as simple as he said, and don't forget to find some skilled craftsmen outside the castle to build a sand table."

The dog leg said with a distressed face: "But my lord, we have no money."

Thackeray turned around and was about to speak, but was taken aback by the dog leg who was only wearing bottoms and shirtless. He stepped up and kicked and cursed: "Where's your armor?"

"Great.. My lord, you forgot, you and Baron Allen are taller than anyone else in the daytime, and you lost my armor in the end."

Thackeray patted his head in pain, thought about it for a while, and then went up to give him a kick.

(End of this chapter)