142 – Governance (1)
“You guys…?”
Early in the morning, even if the owner of the country changes, the believers who clean the church as usual shake their heads when they see a group they have never seen before.
Due to the nature of medieval society, where there is less interaction with the outside world, a group of strangers deserves attention, but believers are surprised by their appearance rather than surprised by their unfamiliarity.
Judging from the way they are dressed, they are clearly engaged in some kind of religious activity. However, no matter how much I rummage through the knowledge in my head, that outfit doesn’t fit any style.
There are many kinds of religious attire, but they have one thing in common: the hem of the garment must be made long so that no skin is exposed except for the head, neck, and hands, and the garment must be fluttered so that the outline of the body is not revealed. It is a matter.
Religious activities usually place more importance on culture, traditions, and doctrines than individual tastes, and as a result, religious clothing should not have any personal modifications, but the clothes they wore completely broke that taboo.
‘…It’s too manly.’
The clothes worn by this unknown outsider group have short sleeves and are so tight that the contours of their bodies are revealed.
At first glance, the clothes worn by a woman even exposed her legs and shoulders, so at first glance, it can hardly be seen as religious clothing.
Above all, the outfit is black, angular, and even has a sword-shaped cross decoration, so the atmosphere is very formidable. If Claude had seen them, he would have thought of military conquests.
The believer recognized that they were engaged in religious activities because their clothing satisfied the important part of the doctrine, and overall, the design and religious decorations were similar to those of ordinary religious clothing. I would have judged him to be a mere outsider.
“Nice to meet you, where is the bishop in charge of this church?”
“You haven’t been to church yet. He’s probably sleeping at home.”
“Isn’t there a morning prayer?”
“Ah… Ahahahaha… Yes, there is, but the bishop didn’t come to the morning prayer for circumstances.”
Shindo feels annoyed by the group asking questions, but answers without revealing it. He said, of course, he did not answer as is.
It is impossible to say that the bishop is not doing the early morning prayer because he is bothered by it.
“Hmm… I can’t help it.”
“Yeah, if you want to find the bishop later—- huh?!”
Seeing the group swallowing saliva and screaming in pain, the believer sees them off, thinking they are about to return, but completely misses that idea.
The unidentified group, rather than returning, enters the church ignoring the believers, and the believers panic and try to stop them, but it is ineffective because the number of people is too different.
“It’s completely worn out, but what about there?”
“…No signs of use of the bible, at least a year.”
“Hey!! How dare you say… Where is this place…?”
A group dressed in unusual religious attire shakes off the dust from the bible or shakes their heads as they look at the worn-out furniture in the prayer room.
The believer who came in belatedly tried to get angry at their rudeness, but stopped because their attitude and atmosphere resembled that of a person working for the public good rather than a group of trespassing bandits.
I just roll my eyeballs and desperately try to find out what they are doing.
“You don’t have to be so scared. We’re just here to find out how the churches are doing in Carolingian.”
“I… Excuse me, but who the hell are you and why are you trying to find out the current situation…”
“To cut out the rotten parts.”
Shindo, who was talking to the tallest person, inadvertently turned his head back at the beautiful voice coming from behind.
His appearance is so beautiful, but the words that come out of his mouth are so bloody that I can’t appreciate that beauty.
Going out of the rotten parts, that is, hearing that something is happening to the church, the followers are greatly surprised to guess who they came from under the order and where they came from, but manage to keep their legs strong and not fall down.
“hehehe, it’s really fortunate that everyone is maintaining such a godly life of faith even in the midst of their fall. I’m very happy to see Lot, who received mercy from the angels for maintaining his morality even in fallen Sadom.”
The believer is unable to say anything even in the praise of the beautiful woman, Jeanne.
You can simply praise it, but by citing the terrible plague of Sadom as an example, aren’t you not hinting at what will happen in the future?
“For the sake of the Lord, and for the sake of the Holy Son.”
…………
[This is the end. I hope everyone has had a comfortable time in Dijon.]
The three-day victory banquet is over.
Of course, I couldn’t just party and sit in the palace for three days, so I occasionally led nobles to see many parts of Dijon.
An orphanage that helps orphans grow up like normal children, a bank that manages the assets of Dijon citizens who have increased capital due to the concentration of commerce, a bank that controls inflation, drainage and aqueducts that cover the old and new town areas, It showed a university that produced graduates and went into stable operation, a military academy full of high-level generals, and the Archdiocese of Dijon, which was being built grandly and gigantically.
The nobles who visited various parts of Dijon each had a different reaction, such as being disgusted or liking it, but everyone really liked one thing, the military academy.
The scene where dozens of elderly and middle-aged people rushed at the same time with their eyes wide open asking if they could send their children to the military academy was too terrifying to maintain dignity. Ugh, just thinking about it gives me goosebumps.
“Brother, good job.”
“Thanks, Chloe.”
After the closing ceremony, Chloe hands me a drink.
Since Chloe has completely withdrawn from the field after giving birth and no longer holds any position, she doesn’t have to do anything, but she still tries to accompany me whenever she has a chance.
Because she behaves like this without hesitation in front of the other servants and servants, the people who work in the palace talk a lot, but Chloe has experience working as a maid and maid, so she doesn’t look ridiculed or ridiculed as she has many close friends. It is consumed with gossip such as saying that the affection is great or that if it were me, I would just leave everything and rest.
Of course, it’s not good to be consumed by gossip, even if there are no gossips, but… Chloe herself asked me not to touch her, so I’m closing my eyes for now. If you cross the line even a little bit, you have to pay muk bowl right away.
‘…Chloe.’
Chloe doesn’t even know what I’m thinking, no, she doesn’t care at all, just standing next to me drinking grape juice with a smile on her face.
The more I look at that smile, the more I think of the things I couldn’t do, and it hurts my heart. Didn’t you take him to the banquet?
Of course, taking a concubine out to a banquet can be very politically burdensome, but she didn’t want to make Chloe feel left out, so she tried to invite Chloe to the banquet, but she always refused.
“She couldn’t go to the banquet. Is she really okay?”
“Ai, it’s okay. Even if there is no such thing, the relationship between my brother and me is not denied.”
Chloe laughs as if asking how many times she’s already said it and just ignores my worries.
Oh… It’s been like that for a long time.
“Chloe, do you want something?”
“You want it?”
“Yes, I’m sorry that I keep getting help like this.”
“All I need is an older brother…”
“Don’t do that, say anything. I’ll listen to anything.”
“mmm… Anything…”
Chloe’s face is troubled by my repeated requests.
Oh? In the past, no matter how much she said, she would have said no right away saying she didn’t have to give me anything?
This is a good phenomenon.
Yes, since Chloe is a human being, there is no way that she does not have any desires.
I think I will be very happy if Chloe continues to change and be honest about her feelings.
“…Then brother, do you remember the ticket I gave you as a present for your birthday?”
“A ticket?”
“Yes, the wish ticket that allows me to do anything.”
Ah, that?
When Chloe was 6 years old, that is, when her mother was still alive and she was not registered as a duke, she wrote a one-time wish ticket on a square piece of paper saying that she wanted to wish me a happy birthday and that she could do any errand. It was once given to me as a gift.
Of course, when I asked a child to run errands, I just wrote a wish ticket right there and asked him to take a nap with me.
But why is it showing up now?
“I’ll take my brother’s wish ticket. Just once, even if he doesn’t like it, I’ll have to follow my words.”
“Huh?”
What’s wrong?
I shouldn’t say things like this, but if Chloe had been an innocent girl, she would have been free to do that favor.
But she used to get into a bloody fight with Ines, and when I got it wrong, she drugged me and, to be honest, Chloe is quite far from her innocence.
Even so, I can’t refuse this, since I said I’d listen to anything in the first place.
Above all, Chloe’s request is more like putting off her declaration that I’ll grant her anything in the form of her right to wish, so there’s no reason to refuse.
…Well, that’s fine. No matter how much Chloe was a little cheating, she wouldn’t do anything to anyone to her harm.