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Chapter 187 The Demon Hunter and the Demon

Chapter 187 The Demon Hunter and the Demon
Lothar frowned and said, "It shouldn't be, who are the nobles you treated? Didn't they make a name for you?"

In Lothar's prediction, as long as Uldin heals the injuries of several noble lords through his own miraculous means, he will immediately become a hot figure in the noble circle.

No one can guarantee that they will never be injured!
At that time, donations will continue to flow in, and it won't be long before the order can develop into a medium-sized military order not inferior to the Teutonic Knights.

And Lothar will also get a powerful help from the theological circle.

Uldin shook his head: "Not many people are willing to accept my treatment—His Majesty the King has not disclosed that he has recovered his health.

Moreover, those who have been cured also think that I used witchcraft. In order to avoid incurring criticism from competitors, no one is willing to publicize it—but the consultation fee is quite a lot. If this is not the case, the religious order will not be able to maintain until now. "

Lothar frowned, thought for a moment, and said, "Perhaps only when the next war breaks out will they understand the meaning of the existence of the Redemption Order."

"I have other things to do. In the past few days, there is a high probability that I will be able to put you in the position of Bishop of Alandelle. Of course, you still have to stay in the Holy Land to develop the order and maintain the king's health."

Lothar stood up, ready to say goodbye to Uldin.

"I understand."

Uldin was silent for a while, looking at Lothar.

"What else do you want to say?"

Uldin coughed lightly, his face a little embarrassed.

"My lord, about the donation?"

Lothar seemed to have been waiting for Uldin to speak, and he sat back on the chair again.

He took time to ask: "Donation is not a problem, but I need to know what benefits I can get?"

Uldin frowned and said, "My lord, all the guardian knights can fight for you at any time, isn't this a benefit?"

"No, it's not enough. If I want to expand my military power, there are more ways to save money and have better results than this."

The imperial knights under his command, apart from the equipment that needs to be provided by themselves, do not need wages, and can also manage a territory for him, which is really cheap.

Lothar shook his head and said, "Urdin, do you really want to develop the Saint Lazarus Redemption Order into a public welfare organization?"

Uldin was silent for a moment, and replied: "I will follow your will, if you want the church to change, I will do it..."

Lothar interrupted him: "I didn't mean that--Alander's tenth tax will be handed over to you as a donation, and this money will be saved."

As the diocese of Alandre, it has many tax-free privileges. The tithe is donated to Urdin's church. To put it bluntly, it is to give Urdin the money that should have been handed over to the Church of Jerusalem.

It's equivalent to not spending a penny.

But Lothar originally helped Urdin to the position of Bishop Alandele, but he wanted to save money.

So he is still at a loss.

"Thank you sir."

Uldin said in a deep voice: "On behalf of those poor pilgrims, thank you for your generosity."

Lothar stretched out his hand and stopped Uldin from kneeling on one knee.

"Urdin, when the Knights Templar was founded, every two knights could only ride on one horse, which even became evidence that the later Kings of France testified that they were homosexuals.

What I want to say is that their poverty is even better than yours—at least their scale at that time was far less than that of the current Saint Lazarus Order. "

"But their poverty and piety soon brought them great wealth."

Lothar solemnly said:
"The religious order is already poor, and what is lacking is only piety."

Uldin said in a deep voice: "My lord, I know what you mean, but I can't sit back and watch these pilgrims die without using herbalism, which in their eyes can be equated with witchcraft."

Lothar tapped the table lightly with his finger: "Perhaps, you should ask His Majesty for help instead of me."

He also couldn't tell whether to let those patients fend for themselves, or to use more "pious" methods.

For example, using bloodletting instead of herbs—this, in Lothar's view, is no different from murder.

"In short, Uldin, you may not be wrong to insist on your own path. The temple, the hospital, and the Teutonic Knights have already traveled the road all over the place. If we continue to follow the old path, our gains will only be smaller than theirs. .”

"I am leaving."

Lothar got up and said goodbye to Uldin.

Uldin stared at Lothar's back, feeling a bit sour in his heart.

"Although the lord is in the dark, the light in his heart is indeed better than most people in this era."

He sighed in a low voice, feeling a little ashamed in his heart.

...

In the ears, there was a sound of increasing intimacy.

But Lothar didn't care too much, he passed by the endless stream of pilgrims who came to the order to see a doctor.

Looking at the mothers with sallow-faced children in their arms, the older brothers who carried their seriously ill younger sisters on their backs, the terminally ill, heart-piercing coughs, hunched waists, and middle-aged men with vicissitudes on their faces...

Then there were the ascetics, who wore protective masks made of layers of linen, mostly formerly patients who had been cured by the Order for free.

They busily walked among the crowd, asked about their conditions, and guided them to different consulting rooms. The green cross on their chests shone brightly in the sun.

His depressed mood of having a loss-making business has become much better.

"Well, just treat me as a good person and do good deeds."

The military expenses he spent on his expedition to Port Ayla and Alandelle this time will be able to maintain the operation of the church for a long time.

But leading troops to the expedition is not only an investment, but also a benefit.

If Lothar is willing to sell the title of Baron of Ella Port to Baron Argonne of Petra, not only can he recover his investment, but he can also earn a lot of extra money.

This is after Zayn, who was run away with a bucket in Ella Port, was ransacked in advance.

This is not counting the city of Alandelle.

And donating to the Order of Saint Lazarus is really just a donation, not even a good reputation.

The European nobles are keen to donate to the Knights Hospitaller and the Knights Templar, isn't it just for the good reputation of "pious people"?

It is said that in the large treasury of the Knights Templar, gold coins can be piled up into mountains, and they will never be used up.

It's really a drought, a drought, and a flood.

After Lothar joined Prajna and Fringila, a group of three walked towards the foot of the Temple Mount.

Along the way, you can still see many low-level pilgrims.

Many of them resembled the poor crusaders Lothar had seen on the Austrian border.

All of them were in ragged clothes, with crutches made of wooden sticks, and not even a piece of intact clothing.

After going through all kinds of hardships, many passers-by died.

I thought that I could get rid of poverty and live a rich life when I came to the Holy Land, a place full of milk and honey, but how could it be so simple?

The bread regularly distributed by the church can at most fill the stomach.

Unless you are lucky enough to encounter some lords who have lost too much and want to recruit serfs as supplements—the land in the Holy Land is not fertile at all, and the serfs that can carry it are actually very limited.

The prosperity of the Kingdom of Jerusalem came from commerce, not farming.

Looking at this scene, Lothar thought to himself.

"When Coors returns to Jerusalem to take charge of the armor shop and printing workshop, let's recruit a group of pilgrims to build the city of New Habsburg by the way."

As the tree of life thrives, the hydrological conditions near New Habsburg have been greatly improved, and the oasis is rapidly engulfing the desert.

Before long, Lothar will be able to obtain a large piece of fertile land, which is in need of manpower to cultivate.

The population emigrated from Alandre was not enough to fill the new Habsburg.

At that time, these poor pilgrims recruited from Jerusalem will happen to be the new Habsburg citizens.

It's a win-win.

With Coors' ability, he must be able to identify who is a vicious outlaw and who is a truly honest farmer.

...

Demon hunter Anahad stood at the foot of the Temple Mount, looking at the endless stream of pilgrims coming and going.

His expression was dignified, and he had a strong sense of smell belonging to a vampire, trying to distinguish the smell of passers-by.

He followed the Earl of Lothar to the Temple Mount, but he did not climb it.

Just like what he said to Lothar, his exiled demon hunter of the same sect holds a sealed item of a demon, and tries to unseal the demon and accommodate it in his body.

But Anahad is very clear that the end that his fellow disciple ushered in can only be failure.

The end of failure is that the demons will be unsealed—with hatred for their Warsaw Witcher School, they will launch endless revenge against them.

He must stop his fellow disciples.

(End of this chapter)

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