Game Mind of a Medieval Modern Person - Chapter 242



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242. Super Tanker

While Narva was suffering from a toothache, the temple was started.

A ten-thousand-strong army led by the renowned knight Tervere has set out to purge the Duchy of Nvar from heresy.

The rumor spread quickly.

The fame of Terveer and the influence of his 10,000-strong army far exceeded anyone’s expectations.

This is because there were many people who were confident of victory as soon as they heard the news.

“Come on, let’s get started! Let’s have a cold glass of beer each!”

“You disgusting pagans. You will finally return to your own land.”

Some are already celebrating the end of the inveterate pagans.

The serfs of various estates are representative examples.

The serfs, who lived a simple life, were enjoying the festive atmosphere for the first time in a long time.

In the hope that they would be free forever from the threat of would-be raiders.

But someone took it a step further.

Among the three counts, the most important of the Duchy of Powis, Count Fairson Orn Barasta is sensitive to his own safety.

“I don’t wish for my episcopal rule to last forever, but aren’t you putting too much faith in Sir Tervere?”

He was concerned that Bishop Narva had given Terveer too much authority.

In fact, it is not uncommon to see blood feuds between relatives over the throne.

Of course, these power struggles rarely lead to genocide between blood relatives.

However, they often ended up in confinement, claiming that they inherited the bloodline, or, when there was no other choice, sent them away in one fell swoop without any pain.

The problem is the position of non-relatives – the vassals.

In the struggle for power, it was the vassals who died.

That is why many people felt uneasy about this decision, which greatly shifted the balance of power.

If the powers are equal, we may be able to survive through compromise.

“I agree with His Excellency Count Barasta’s opinion.”

Count Gaitan Ornlonister.

He, who had been living calmly despite having a broken hand, showed deep concern for the first time.

“I understand that you have handed over all rights to the border. It is such an important battle. However, it is a clear mistake not to send someone to supervise and control it.”

Because he did not send an inspector to continue to check Terveer’s loyalty.

I don’t doubt the brotherly love between the brothers.

The three brothers of the Duchy of Powis were famous for getting along well without conflict thanks to the strict distribution of roles among them.

What Count Gaitan was truly concerned about was not Tervere, but the numerous knights and squires who guarded Tervere.

“If things continue as they are, there will be no way to stop them from using the difficulties of local supply or other circumstances as an excuse to heighten dissatisfaction with the current system and then arbitrarily promote Terveer to power.”

Only then did another minister who had been listening silently notice.

After much thought, Odour Orne Deven opened his mouth.

“Well, Sir Terveer is quite ignorant of such political matters.”

Of course, Terveer, who values ​​brotherly love and honor, would never openly usurp the throne.

But the problem was that it was too easy to induce Terwehr to usurp the throne.

It is possible to imagine the specific process with just one meeting of the Three Counts.

It was Count Peathun who explained this imagination in more detail.

“What if enemies suddenly invade and His Highness the Duke or Sir Aethelred call for help?”

Gaitang accepted the imagination very calmly, as if it were a natural thing.

“Right. Since you don’t even know how to read, it’s so easy to insert false information…”

That’s right.

Terveer is illiterate.

And because I am illiterate, I have had someone else read my letters to me, and thanks to my loyal companions, I have been able to get along without any problems so far.

Moreover, since he was only active within the Duchy of Powis, he would have had to be mindful of the feelings of Duke Athelton and Aethelred.

The expedition to the Duchy of Nevar is a different story.

Even if a colleague with second thoughts were to distort the letter along the way, the results could be fatal.

When Fairsun and Gaitang took this into consideration.

Odwiar wiggled his eyebrows and slowly opened his mouth.

“I know you don’t like the Bishop. He’s not a very nice person.”

“hmm.”

Silence is affirmation.

Peathun frowned at the recent surge in military expenses, while Gaitang simply furrowed his brow in annoyance.

“But he has the bold determination to push through a solution that everyone is reluctant to accept. He is a rare priest who is sincere and meticulous in taking care of state affairs. Above all… his identity is that of a person from the Morning Star system.”

“”…””

“Shouldn’t you know that with your political sense and sense of balance, you are preventing the Duchy of Powis and the Morning Isles from becoming the vanguard and puppet of the mainland church?”

The small lords, blinded by immediate profits, disliked Bishop Narva simply because he implemented various oppressive policies.

However, the opinions of the Three Baekjaks, who looked at the future from a broader perspective, differed from the mainstream opinion.

It is a well-known fact that the Vatican, in collusion with Jubas, attempted to unite the Morning Star system.

The fact that the former bishop was able to obtain the tacit approval of many lords despite his numerous atrocities was also due to the great resentment towards the homeland and the Vatican.

However, this was because he was a native bishop of the Morning Star, chosen by the investiture of a secular monarch rather than by the church.

In that sense, the current Bishop of Narva was an ideal person.

Because not just anyone can have the background of being a descendant of the Powis family and a close associate of the Vatican.

Eventually, unable to find a rebuttal, Gaitang and Peathun let out a deep sigh.

“ha.”

“Whew… I guess there really isn’t any talent.”

Regardless of personal taste.

Despite the controversy over his character and many malicious aspects.

“I accept that the Bishop’s subordinates are our best option. It would be a better decision to actively support Sir Athelred and achieve balance.”

“”….””

Gaitang and Peathun just sighed deeply when they faced the cold truth.

Of course, each person had their own circumstances that they couldn’t speak of in front of others.

‘Anyway, if the elf returns, I’m already dead. …There’s no other way to deal with the elf than to use my subordinates!’

In the case of Gaitang, there was an aftermath of betraying the elves that had been served for generations since their ancestors.

‘Well. If we want to replenish our reserves, we’ll eventually have to raid Nevar, so it might be better to ask for a share then.’

Peasun thought about how to compensate for the loss, thinking about the treasure that Narva possessed.

‘I am the biggest beneficiary of the system that Yeha has established. I must protect Yeha to the death!’

Oduard, who had amassed enormous wealth and influence based on salt bonds and various privileges, did not want to be brought down by a sudden coup.

Eventually, before long, the three people’s different dreams were reborn as one voice.

The three counts requested a secret audience with Narva and presented a common proposal.

“The majority of those who participated in the temple were either poor or wealthy. When they realized that they had enormous military power and authority, they didn’t know where to turn their swords.”

“Your Majesty, it is said that a truly wise man does not take even a small danger lightly. Please show me the mysterious appearance you have shown me so far…!”

“Even if there is no specific purpose of supervision, wouldn’t it be easier to make a judgment if there was one informant who could gather local information?”

The three counts each gave different reasons to persuade Narva.

These are words that each have their own merits.

Some of it seemed like over-the-top worry, while others sounded like fairly plausible claims.

But despite the three counts’ repeated attempts.

Even though he himself felt that the other side was more reasonable, Narva’s judgment remained the same.

“Go back. I have already delegated full authority to Sir Tervere.”

“Yes…!”

“Of course, I’m not saying that what you said is wrong. I personally sympathized with many parts of it.”

-but.

Narva answered, holding out his palm towards the Count who was about to protest again.

“He who does not trust his sword in battle will not survive.”

***

June 30, 1226.

The holy army led by Terveer was advancing north smoothly.

However, unlike the smooth expedition route, there were many arguments at the fortress of Powis.

A typical example, of course, was the issue related to Terveer.

The minor lords who had been keeping their mouths shut for a while were opening their mouths incessantly.

It was because the three counts, who thought it was impossible to persuade Narva directly, gave up on suppressing the minor lords.

The argument they put forward was this:

“I do not mean to slander the loyal and honorable nature of Sir Tervere. I am wary of the vile nature of the dishonorable and greedy rascals who fill Sir Tervere.”

“Don’t you know what kind of people these so-called freelance knights are!”

Terveer is no problem.

The problem is the Holy Army itself, whose bones rolled in from nowhere.

Even if it is a loyal hunting dog, it is usually kept on a leash, so isn’t it too much of an indifferent attitude?

There were some voices opposing this, but they were quickly crushed.

“Are you now slandering the faithful who have gathered around the banner of the temple?”

“Hmph. Who knows, maybe they came to see the banners of the temple or to see the loot to be plundered!”

“Umm… that’s it…”

“The freelancer is the problem. The freelancer! How many out of 10,000 are there?”

There was no way to refute it.

In this world, being a freelancer meant the same thing as being the leader of a gang of murderous robbers.

There are more than one or two of those guys.

Even though it was said that the knights with the most fundamental backgrounds had joined the party, it was clear that the number of free knights was greater in proportion.

If the plunderers suddenly change their minds and turn back, will the Duchy of Powis be able to stop them?

The point was right here.

Ultimately, the only person who can resolve this controversy is Bishop Narva.

Even if we talk about it indirectly, all the arrows of these accusations were aimed at Narva.

King Athelton looked down at Narva, who was being attacked by his enemies, with gloomy eyes and asked.

“Bishop, what do you think? Should there be a suitable solution?”

He seems to be quite hurt by the tone of his vassals who speak of the fratricide between their sons as if it were an established fact.

Narva sensed the earnestness of Duke Athelton and immediately said with his back to him.

“Everyone is giving somewhat valid opinions.”

“…..”

It was a moment when another shadow fell over the face of Prince Athelton after hearing the cold remark.

“However, it is a huge mistake that hinders flexibility to not trust the commander leading the army on a long-distance expedition and cause various problems.”

“Nar… Bishop Hoo! As expected!”

“If I were to consider which is more harmful: the risk that the Free Knights might incite a revolt, or the confusion in the chain of command due to a lack of trust in the commander, I would definitely choose the latter.”

Terveer was suffering from all kinds of slander and false accusations without even knowing it.

The main group would have been made up of those who were jealous of their high reputation, those who feared a coup, or those who did not want to see those who had embarked on this expedition succeed.

Bishop Narva personally resisted these political attacks.

“If we are defeated or our army retreats, I, who appointed Sir Terveer, will take full responsibility.”

To defend Terveer.