Alien Knights

April 12, 1174, Muxi City, King's Audience Room.

A month had passed since the founding ceremony of the Protestant Church. Todd sat at the table, looking at the drop-shaped earrings in his palm, and absently listening to the reports of the monks.

Your Majesty, take a look, this is the agenda of the first Protestant Priest Assembly.

Looking at the thick stack of paper that Brother Joe handed over, Todd glanced at it casually, and then returned it to the other party: You and Moore are responsible for this matter, and I will not interfere.

Joe touched the Mediterranean above his head, showing a troubled expression.

Todd sighed: With regard to Protestant affairs, if there is any uncertainty, it can be determined through a democratic resolution. By the way, I asked Huggins to allocate the donation to you, have you received it?

We have already received the donation from the royal palace, but Your Majesty, you donated so much at once, it is really...

Todd waved his hand indifferently: At the ceremony, I have already expressed my attitude. The Protestant Church will not collect taxes and fees, let alone sell indulgences. All funds are obtained from donations. Now that the denomination has just been established, it must be tight in terms of funds. Take the money I donated as start-up funds.

Listening to Todd's words, Brother Joe wiped the corners of his eyes moved.

One more thing, I want to ask you, how is the Protestant registration?

From the end of the Protestant ceremony to today, in the past month, the citizens of Muxi City have stepped through the threshold of the cathedral. Even though we have added 300 new Christians who are responsible for registering Christianity, and printed tens of thousands of registration application forms, the supply is still in short supply.

Todd nodded, and asked again: Leaving aside the citizens of Muxi City, are the kings and nobles enthusiastic about naturalized Protestantism?

As of yesterday evening, members of the royal family of 27 kingdoms have applied to join the Protestant Church, and this number is increasing every day.

Twenty-seven? Where are these kingdoms located geographically?

Most are kingdoms of the Western Parish, and some are kingdoms of the Central Parish.

Hearing the monk's narration, Todd understood the current situation.

Those kingdoms close to Muxi City naturally do not have much burden to join the Protestantism; but those kingdoms close to the Church of the Heavenly Father and the Orthodox Church still have some geographical concerns about converting to Protestantism.

Todd said to Brother Joe: In terms of absorbing believers, increase the manpower, expand the influence, and strive to convert more people to Protestantism. If funds are tight, you can submit an application to Huggins, and I will make another donation.

Watching Friar Joe leave the room, Todd began to think about the next expansion model of Protestantism.

Relying solely on the spread of religion and the transmission of beliefs, the speed of spread will inevitably be extremely slow. In the final analysis, if you want to compete with the Heavenly Father Church and the Orthodox Church for believers, you still have to rely on coercive power.

However, the traditional way of warfare is definitely not feasible.

After all, Protestantism and the other two denominations share the Bible as the platform, and they are religions with the same spirit. Reckless use of troops will inevitably cause dissatisfaction among believers and panic in the secular kingdom.

Thinking of this, Todd recruited Huggins: If I remember correctly, there is an external action team under Muxi's overall situation?

Huggins nodded and said, That's right, the captain is 'Lone Wolf' Randall.

Randall, such a familiar name.

Your Majesty, have you forgotten? It was the man from Lone Rock City who possessed the ability of regeneration. At that time, in order to create public opinion, you specially cultivated him as a heterogeneous hero. Later, after the wars in Muxi City were over, I pulled him and some other active aliens into Muxi's overall situation as an external action team.

Todd asked with interest: Tell me, what did they do?

They used to be responsible for the surrounding investigation and defense of Muxi City. In order to protect the aliens who fled, Randall led a group of like-minded aliens to secretly launch many assassinations and obstructions against the heresy trial army, ensuring the smooth escape route;

Todd smiled and said, Tell that Randall, I want to see him.

Huggins nodded: I'll go find him now.

Two hours later, Todd summoned Randall in the kingdom's garden.

The latter's appearance, in Todd's view, still vaguely looks like the past, but after years of tempering, the man who once cried bitterly in the confession room has grown into a qualified fighter.

His Majesty.

Randall bowed deeply to Todd.

Pointing to the chair opposite, Todd, who was sitting in the gazebo, said, Randall, if I remember correctly, you were originally a hunter?

Yes, I am in Lone Rock City, hunting for a living.

And what about your team? What are they good at?

Kimberly is proficient in medicine and poison, Cheryl has a high level of concealment and detection, Barbara is a genius in speech and disguise...

Hearing a familiar name, Todd temporarily interrupted Randall's speech: Barbara? Is it the same name or someone else? I remember she seems to be from the Golden Lark Troupe...

Randall nodded to confirm: Barbara is an actress of the Golden Lark Troupe.

Huggins said to Todd a little strangely: Your Majesty, don't you remember? The alien team led by Randall is using the Golden Skylark Troupe as a cover to perform operations in other countries through touring performances.

The latter touched his forehead. Huggins had indeed presented him with the structure table of the Security Bureau before, and each department and even each member gave an introduction. However, when he got the thousand-page report, Todd just glanced at the front and completely lost the courage to continue reading.

It's better to use the Golden Lark Troupe as a cover for the operation. Todd lightly pressed the table and said to Randall: I want to give you a special task.

Randall stood up straight, and said excitedly to Todd: Your Majesty, as long as you give an order, even if we are asked to assassinate the Pope...

Todd waved his hand: At this juncture, if the Pope of Tyro City dies, it will be a big trouble for us... The task I want to give you is to use the opportunity of the theater troupe to spread Protestant teachings in the cities under the control of the Heavenly Father Church, expose the corruption and crimes of other sects, and find opportunities to incite believers to rebel.

Todd went on to say to Huggins: About funds, equipment, helpers, if Randall needs anything, you directly allocate it to him.

Looking at the two people in front of him and nodding in agreement, Todd was about to explain some details of the operation in detail, when a sudden and loud bell sounded throughout the entire Muxi City, interrupting his words.

Looking in the direction of the clock tower in surprise, Todd asked loudly, What's going on?!

Huggins frowned: This is an emergency military alarm bell. Generally, such a bell will only sound when there is a major military threat to the kingdom.

Todd was about to ask again, when a guard knight hurried over: Your Majesty, Lord Cumberland requests an audience.

Todd waved his hand and told Randall to step back first, while saying to the guard: Let him come over.

Seeing Cumberland hurried into the garden with several lieutenants of the Knights, Todd asked suspiciously, What's the matter with the bells in the city?

Cumberland and the adjutants glanced at each other, everyone was nervous and apprehensive. The difference is that Cumberland can still maintain his due composure, and it is not too much for others to describe him as ashen-faced.

Todd raised his voice: What the hell is going on?!

Cumberland took a careful look at the king and sighed: Your Majesty, there is good news and bad news. Which one do you want to hear first?

Todd rubbed the center of his brows, and said in a deep voice, Let's tell the good news first.

The good news is that Pope Alexander of the Church of the Father is dead.

Hearing this sentence, Todd opened his eyes and shouted in disbelief: Dead? How did he die?!

Cumberland showed a smile that was uglier than crying: Scared to death.

The other party's rare expression made Todd smile bitterly: The Pope was scared to death? Are you kidding me?!

Cumberland swallowed: Your Majesty, what follows is bad news... The Ayub Empire in the south launched an army of 100,000 troops and captured the holy city in the east last month...