Wandering Knight Start: I have a simple data panel

Ding!

The church bells rang as expected.

The sunlight today was more dazzling, and Derek reached out and helped Archbishop John up.

He liked people like Archbishop John, at least they were pure enough.

But there were not many such people in the church.

It was not that they were not pious, but they were not pure enough.

"Archbishop John, everyone is born with a different mission. Our meeting may also be arranged by God.

In the future, let us work together to create a big scene!"

Derek did not hide his ambition. Even if someone knew about it, what would happen?

Earl was already the pinnacle he could reach in the kingdom system. At most, he could go to a distant province to be the governor and experience the pleasure of being a local emperor.

Duke?

Almost impossible.

There are three possibilities to become a duke.

One, save the building from collapse, and the king had to recognize it.

Two, split the land to establish a country and take the title of Grand Duke.

Three, die.

With his current achievements, if he suddenly died suddenly, King Louis would definitely posthumously confer him the title of Duke with a smile, and even write a history book for him.

Since the upper-level route is not feasible, why hide it?

Will the king take action immediately after knowing his usurpatory remarks?

No, he must wait until the time is right.

Wait until the time is right? Very sorry.

It is not certain who will be afraid of whom by then.

Therefore, he hopes to accept more people like Archbishop John.

Advocate for him, build momentum for him, and attract some people for him.

No matter how strong the golden finger is, it also needs people's hearts.

A reasonable title can maintain the title of a duke.

That's right, Derek will not hide, he wants to be a duke.

Archbishop John doesn't think it's wrong at all. In the name of the saint, he fulfills the mortal world and does everything right.

If Derek said that King Bruno was a heretic and wanted to kill him immediately, he might hesitate.

But if Derek said he wanted to be a duke, he would definitely think it was very reasonable, and even asked King Bruno to confer a duke's title on Derek.

Now, he felt that his life had really begun.

He was carrying God's mission, which was to wait for the encounter with the saint and create a great career.

Archbishop John immediately said: "Saint, I will immediately summon devout priests to run for you."

"No, I don't need those false names," Derek declined modestly, and then changed the subject and said: "I came to the mortal world to establish the kingdom of God on earth. I want to make the world free of famine, war, and pain.

Now, I need more lambs to bathe in the glory of God, and go find God's devout lambs for me."

What a joke, what can I do with a group of priests?

Can they fight better than the knights under their command, or collect taxes more ruthlessly than the tax collectors?

After all the hardships, of course, they want to play their specialties.

Go and fool people, fool nobles and talents, let them come to you.

Fool the common people, let them pay taxes and fight for you.

Population, this is what Derek needs most.

Legal principles can also exist on the edge of the sword.

Archbishop John heard it and of course had no other opinions.

Let more lambs of God bathe in glory, which is the duty of their pastors.

This also shows that the saint is different from others. Others are oppressing and oppressing again.

Only the saints think about how to let the lambs bathe in glory.

It's not that Derek can fool, it's really too shocking to experience it personally.

It's like a UFO appears in front of you and tells you that the moon is their base. Do you believe it?

After Derek met Archbishop John, it meant that his prestige in the province of St. Peter and even the wider land has further increased.

New governor?

Only those who are supported by the nobles are called governors, otherwise they are called puppets.

When Derek passed by Birch Castle, the new Governor Ronald, who was exhausted from the journey, finally met him.

The soldiers of the Royal Guards had completely lost their arrogance when they first came to the North.

A series of blows made them realize that the title of Royal Guards was useless.

What's worse is that the Knights of the North are as fierce as the rumors say. A small town sheriff is comparable to the centurion of their Guards, who is simply not a human being.

So when they met Derek's Knights, the soldiers of the Royal Guards were more honest than each other.

Governor Ronald saw the performance of the soldiers on both sides and shook his head, feeling very disappointed.

Can this group of guys really take away the military power from the Knights of the North?

Thinking about the procrastinating relative, he felt that this was an impossible task.

"His Majesty's idea is good, but the situation in the North is more complicated than everyone thinks."

The Knights of the North, who were originally known for their toughness, had difficulty expanding their scale due to their economic strength and land.

Now that they have two and a half provinces and millions of people, how terrible will the group of Northern Knights develop to?

Ronald even regretted that he would not have gotten involved in this mess earlier.

Now, standing on the periphery of the Augusta Knights, it is too late to regret.

The Governor is in such a miserable state.

After a while, a knight came out, which made Governor Ronald feel the long-lost politeness.

"Your Excellency the Governor, my Viscount invites you to see him."

"Okay, okay," Ronald bowed his head instinctively. The other party's attitude really made him uncomfortable. He finally stood up straight, adjusted his clothes, and regained some dignity: "Please lead the way."

The Knights temporarily stopped advancing because of the arrival of guests, and seemed to be inclined to set up camp.

Although the Birch Castle was close at hand, it was not necessarily as comfortable as camping in the wild inside the castle.

Knights who dismounted their horses to rest, horses dragging baggage and armor, and busy knight attendants.

Everything was running in an orderly manner with a special law.

Only when he got close could Ronald feel the sense of oppression.

Obviously no one made any special movements, but it gave him a huge pressure.

This was something he had never felt in the Guards Corps.

When the flag was close, the knights who appeared were all wearing full sets of armor, and it seemed that they had never taken them off during the march.

The agile warhorses that were several times larger than the knights were tied to one side.

The heavily armored knights leaning on knight swords each had their own aura.

"The king's guards knights are just like this. "

Ronald subconsciously stopped, and the knight leading the way looked back in confusion.

"Governor?"

Ronald felt a little embarrassed, and said in a disguised way: "Don't you need to check your belongings?"

As soon as he said this, he felt even more embarrassed. He had been checked so many times in the past few days that it became a conditioned reflex.

Sure enough, the knight smiled reservedly.

"If you can draw your sword in front of the viscount, please feel free to do so."

Not to mention the elite knights who were eyeing him covetously, the viscount himself was also extraordinary.

If a lone assassin succeeded, he would be dead.

Ronald felt the arrogance of the knight. Although he acted very politely, he revealed an arrogance that ignored everything in his bones.

It seems that in this big world, there is no one more powerful than the knights of the North.

"This trip... is difficult. "