Game Mind of a Medieval Modern Person - Chapter 145



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145. Stop fighting, come peace. Bishop Huga, I am going out.

The ones who were most delighted and rejoiced at this news were the priests and monks of the cathedral parish.

As soon as they returned to the main church after proudly declaring their departure, the whole place was filled with excited cheers.

They were loitering behind the columns of the main hall, whispering about my expedition.

“Your Majesty is going on an expedition? Is that true?”

“Long live the heathen…long live the punishment!”

As expected of fanatic believers, they were running wild, saying that it was okay for all the pagans to die.

Walter, the professional assistant who had been mumbling in the corner, came running out of breath and grabbed my hand tightly.

“Your Majesty, I heard that you are going to defeat the pagans…!”

“Well. Since I made a vow to the temple, I must keep it.”

“How blessed you are!”

Our Lady of Lux Stella must be displeased that we have turned a blind eye to the apostasy of Count Gaitan for generations.

In a world where God exists, it is not wise to be too hostile to God.

However, Lux Stella was a more mystical deity than her followers, the Church.

To put it nicely, it’s mysticism. He’s a god, but he always keeps his mouth shut, so you can’t tell what he’s thinking.

It’s clear that the stigmata give him strength, but that’s it.

He neither gave orders to do as he was told nor did he provide any help such as giving revelations.

Perhaps this is the reason why the church is declining.

Our God clearly grants miracles, but when we ask about the conditions, he remains silent, so believers can’t help but feel frustrated.

When I was deeply contemplating about my own faith.

Walter, the professional sub-deacon, wiped away the tears in his eyes with the tip of his finger and sobbed as if he was deeply moved.

“I pray that you will completely destroy all the pagans. I have faith that Your Majesty will never return until you have defeated the pagans…!!!”

“…? Yes. Of course you will.”

“It will certainly be a difficult fight, but please complete it no matter how long it takes! Everyone in this parish and in this land beseeches you!”

“Sub-title, you don’t have to make such a fuss, it’s just like that.”

“Absolutely, absolutely!!!”

Professional subtitle Walter.

I thought he was a priest who always lived contentedly in his place without any desire for success, but it seems he also had a burning passion in his heart.

I saw in Walter’s eyes the desperate helplessness of the powerless.

It is a heartbreaking story of someone who has no strength to take revenge or even his anger and has to entrust it to someone else.

Of course, I had only heard rumors and made a rough guess, but I could tell just by looking at his eyes.

I must teach Walter a lesson so that he can take revenge with his own hands someday.

I nodded my head, making that pledge.

“Walter, as you said, I will be away for quite some time. I will probably not be back for at least half a year.”

“Well, half a year…”

I can’t help but laugh when I think of the pagans who will die in half a year.

I felt pity as I watched the corners of Walter’s mouth twitch.

How much resentment must be ingrained in one’s bones for one to be so happy just by hearing these words?

Even I, who once strove for revenge, had no choice but to give up in the face of Walter’s icy grudge.

There are probably tens, hundreds, and thousands of people like Walter in the world.

And originally, a priest was someone who stood before God, before disaster, and before the injustice that could not be resisted on behalf of people.

I felt the need to set out as soon as possible.

“So I’m going to give away the stuff I’ve been playing with in advance.”

“yes?”

“Don’t be so surprised.”

You can’t take toys with you to work.

Toys that I won’t be able to touch while I’m working anyway.

“I’ll teach you how to play with it before I go.”

I should share it with my dear friends and acquaintances.

-So on February 25, 1216.

“”Your Majesty, please reconsider!!!””

I was just leaving my office and about to pass through the garden.

As I was about to hand out all the toys and head to the castle of Powis, all the priests and monks threw themselves into the fight to block my path.

Among them, there were even some close friends, so I couldn’t help but be very surprised.

“Bishop and Lady Karina?”

“…Your Majesty, Your Highness has ordered us to oppose your expedition.”

I can’t afford to lose you, you’re currently a strong candidate for level 5 commitment.

The Pope was clearly thinking that and trying to tie me up. You shouldn’t do that when you’re trying to deceive someone.

“Bishop, if you keep covering up like this, Ise will notice.”

“However, I will block your advance with my personal opinion.”

“Why?”

At that moment, Karina, who had been sullen and sullen lately, started to get angry and whine.

“How do you do all that?!”

***

Aryaba, the four-swinging leader who has gathered the remnants of the pagan army and is defeating the forces of Yuvas.

In the face of this fearsome warrior’s appearance, Yuvas swallowed his pride and chose to receive help from everyone.

Then, the being that was thought to never respond no matter what happened moved.

After Bishop Powis, who was a personal enemy of Jubas due to an unpleasant incident, Narva offered to help.

In fact, if we only look at the personal relationship that arose from the awkward problem, the appointment of Bishop Narvaran was quite appropriate.

Narva was a martial priest who, living up to the reputation of the black cloak bestowed by the Pope, annihilated a horde of pagans who had attacked Powis with a single turn.

Even Duke Athelton, who had been secretly thinking of rejecting the request, reluctantly agreed to the expedition.

However, Duke Athelton was soon forced to change his mind under the pressure of clamoring petitions.

The reasons include the piles of letters that fill up the office table.

The vassals complained of difficulties while sweating profusely.

Finally, there was Ethelred, who came to me and complained about his difficulties without even having time to wipe his sweaty hair.

“Your Majesty, no… Father. You must refuse to go to Narva.”

“What do you mean? I have already given permission to go on an expedition, and even though Yubas is being mean, you won’t help them.”

Duke Athelton’s rebuttal was perfectly correct.

The unfortunate thing was that the counterargument that Athlete brought was also reasonable.

“Narva has begun the handover process so that he can take care of state affairs while he is away. He has asked me to help him organize the laws currently under discussion and determine when to announce them.”

“But?”

“…There is too much material to refer to. In addition, he advised me to approach several cases based on the law, saying that our family’s influence would increase if we could continuously intervene in disputes between lords…”

Ethelred barely managed to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand and exhaled.

“…I was tied to my desk for a whole day because the lords kept nagging me here and there while making laws and bringing up all sorts of petty disputes to demand judgment, as if they had heard the news somehow.”

Gulp.

Duke Athelton swallowed hard as he remembered the ordeals Aethelred must have endured.

Although he had honed his skills as a politician through tireless efforts, Athelton also had the nature of a knight.

To Athelton, a spineless man who never wanted to live a life of sitting at his desk and scribbling on paper, Ethelred’s story was horrifying enough.

But what would be the problem if it were not Duke Athelton himself but his worthy successor, Aethelred, who would do it instead?

Athelton looked away, slyly avoiding the conversation.

“But, Ethelred, isn’t it your job to do it someday? If you do it calmly, as you usually do.”

“That’s not all.”

“?”

Aethelred kindly explained to Duke Athelton, who had not yet realized the gravity of the situation.

“The work that Narva was in charge of and carrying out.”

Determining and distributing church dues for each local church, resolving inheritance disputes between each lord, and notarizing salt bonds.

Settlement of refugees, compilation of multi-disciplinary statistical data by year, and planning of a school that he plans to establish in the future.

Gradually establishing a central army, supplementing local administrative power through the tour of dispatched priests, utilizing tenant farmers to secure financial resources, and organizing relief supplies to respond to difficulties appealed for from various places.

Based on my experience teaching Euryde and Enon, I organized my teaching methods, and in the meantime, I collected traditions and customs from various regions to classify the cultures that should be promoted and those that should be taught.

I give my time and advice to those who come to me with difficulties and seek advice.

Even the blueprints of the future that have escaped from Narva’s mind and are now scribbled on paper, even though the working-level staff doesn’t even know they exist.

After Ethelred had recited all this, he declared:

“Even if we were to take on just one-third of this, we wouldn’t be able to handle it.”

Only then did King Athelton’s eyelids flutter.

These were days of headaches because of my youngest son, who was always nagging at people and shouting at them without prior agreement.

Because of this, the inconvenient truth that we had desperately turned away from was now forced right before our eyes in the name of reality.

Prince Athelton opened his mouth with a trembling voice.

“Ethelred, I must get the answer again through someone else’s mouth.”

“father.”

A very inconvenient truth.

“…Is it true that Narva is a person who works very hard and well?”

“Father, you must admit that Narva likes to tease people and acts arrogantly without realizing it.”

Athelton let out a deep sigh.

“ah!”

The youngest son, who was so affectionate that I wanted to hit him, actually had no reason to hit him, he just felt bad.

“I couldn’t act like a father because I only saw his ugly side. I was only thinking about Terveer, who was already on the battlefield, so I didn’t really worry about the kid.”

“father…”

“Tell the bishop to postpone the expedition.”

Duke Athelton looked at Aethelred with eyes filled with regret and said:

“If you don’t do the handover properly, you won’t be able to go out anywhere for the rest of your life!”

Prince Athelton.

With his understanding of children, he quickly realized why this situation had occurred.

Of course, it is true that Narva has the drive to actually get a lot done and solve problems at the same time.

‘That guy is the type that starts by doing something and then sees what happens. He piles up so many problems that he can’t solve them alone, and he doesn’t even know what the problems are…!’

I never forgot the fact that he was essentially a mischievous boy who liked to be mischievous.

But even Duke Athelton, who had a remarkable understanding of Narva, made one mistake here.

Narva, who was forced to stay behind bars by the threats of Duke Athelton, beat his chest in frustration as he looked at the priests, clergy, and vassals of the Powis family who had come to his office.

Finally, he even scolded the scribe who was struggling to write with a quill next to him.

“Even if you don’t do it like that.”

“yes?”

“Why does it take so long? Just glance left and right and you’ll see the numbers are wrong. Why are you only using one hand?”

“I’m… right-handed…”

“Right-handed. Don’t you use your left hand? Do you only move your right hand your entire life? Do you only use your right hand to pick up things?”

Then he took out a feather from his bosom and snatched the scribe’s feather as well.

“Okay, both hands,”

“uh.”

“I’ll show you why people are born with two hands.”

He was a three-eyed man in a two-eyed world.

“References on the left, which is easy to look at first. Since you’re right-handed, on the right are the approval documents, which you should look at more carefully.”

As he said this, he started reading from left to right and then suddenly started fiddling with his left hand.

“Excuse me, the documents to be paid are on the right, but why is your hand on the reference side?”

“I will immediately mark parts where the source is unclear or needs to be recalculated, or where I have personal doubts, or where it is different from what I know, so that I can easily compare it.”

“….”

“On the right, what data was referenced? For example, the part we are currently approving is in the process of compiling population statistics by referencing the parish registers of the four districts, so write down which part and which parish’s parish register pages were referenced.

If you repeat this enough and master it-.”

Whirlilyrick.

Even though the left and right hands moved simultaneously, there was no failure in increasing or decreasing the force, resulting in the paper being torn.

The ink marks that have settled along the thin lines that the feather has carefully stroked are just waiting to dry.

Handwriting that naturally settles like a stream following a gently moving gaze.

It all happened in just a dozen seconds.

It was such a miracle that everyone in the office, who had been groaning and looking down at their documents, raised their heads and looked at it.

Narva looked around at them, sighed deeply, and smiled understandingly.

“-You guys can do it too. This way, it will be easier to find out where the problem is when you inspect it later.”

“”….””

“For now, just focus on getting up to speed without tearing the paper. I can spot all the messy handwriting and errors by eye.”

***

In the end, Prince Athelton’s threats brought about an unintended backlash.

Even those who had ridiculed the tale of Narva’s bravery as absurd became one in heart and mind and shouted out a slogan.

Voices echoed throughout the Duchy of Powis, all speaking in unison.

“Oppose expedition!”

“The bishop to the cathedral! The bishop to the desk in the office!”

“Clergy, be faithful to your duties as clergy!”

At the center of it all are two people blocking the door to the bishop’s office.

“We must invite you to the cathedral church!!!”

“Your Majesty, the duty of a priest is not to wield a sword!”

There was Bishop Ganista and Princess Karina, who had been suffering from devastation longer than anyone else.

Episode 146