Chapter 25 The Crescent Catholics’ Weekly Tax

A diligent dancer soon appeared beside Schwab. The tall dancer always came to Schwab's room with various excuses. Although he was blocked by the Teutonic Knights for the first time, the eloquent and charming dancer soon won the favor of the knights. Schwab often wrote letters in his room, or talked with Baron Liugudi and others about the coming war, and the laughter of women like silver bells from outside the door, and the riders laughed happily.

"It's very lively outside your door recently, my lord." Baron Liugudi's mouth couldn't help but rise up when he saw Schwab's frowning brow. In Baron Liugudi's heart, Schwab had never been so worried or helpless. Even when facing an enemy like Saladin, Schwab would be very calm and calm. But of course a woman is undeniable that a beautiful and charming woman has brought Schwab a lot of troubles.

"Don't mention this woman, I have warned her many times. Don't come to me if you have nothing to do, but look at my Baron." Schwab shook his head and couldn't help but tap on the armrest of the oak chair with his fingers. There were many major issues that he needed to consider, but how could such a noisy woman make him work with peace of mind.

"Hey, Lord Earl, I heard that the Knights Competition is going to be held?" At this time, the tall and burly bald Otto strode in, his face filled with a happy expression, as if he had won a war or gained millions of wealth.

"My Lord Otto, I find that you seem to like to wander around here recently?" Schwab glanced at Bald Otto. This man usually doesn't look for him for anything other than asking for money and wine. But now you see, because a girl with a belly swayed in front of his door, Bald Otto seemed to be a fly attracted by rotten meat.

"Haha, what do you mean? As your subordinate, I will always wait for your dispatch." Bald Otto laughed and touched his bald head with his big hand. Seeing Schwab's serious face, he had to retreat awkwardly, but soon his rough bragging sounds sounded at the door.

"Actually that woman is not bad. Considering that you have experienced such a long journey, are you not moved to seeing those women?" Baron Liugudi said with a smile. Since joining the Crusade, the once gloomy knight seemed to have become cheerful. Schwab talked about it while drinking with Baron Liugudi, as if it was because after joining the Crusade, the Holy See announced that all sins could be eliminated, including the sin of attacking important clergy in the Vatican. After the burden that had been pressing on Baron Liugudi's heart was lifted, Schwab found that he was actually a very interesting person.

"What about you? Have you released yourself?" Schwab laughed, thinking that the devout knight had to confess to the cross before going to bed, and then climb onto the prostitute. This imaginative picture is still very interesting.

"Well, I have no other meaning, haha." Baron Liugoudi, who didn't want to be teased by Schwab, quickly beat him up, stood up and walked out. He saw the knights sitting on the ground or on the steps of the window at the door, with all kinds of fruits and wine placed next to them. Although it seemed as if the knights were still sticking to their posts, I really don't know how Schwab endured this situation, but Schwab was indeed a very broad and gentle monarch.

"Master Baron, are you leaving? I wonder when the Count will see me?" The tall dancer standing among the knights and the bald Otto, saw Baron Liugudi coming out, hurriedly greeted him and said to the Baron with a smile.

"The Count is very busy, and there may be some time left." Baron Liugudi looked at this sweet and lovely dancer. He really didn't know why she was so persistent. Schwab had rejected her openly and secretly, but it seemed that there was no word failure in her dictionary.

"Well, I made some food specifically for the Count." The tall dancer pouted her sexy rosy little mouth and said dissatisfiedly. Looking at the thick lips unique to the Sultanian woman, not only would it not make people disgust, but it would have a wonderful **.

"Don't expect too much women, haha." Baron Liugudi threw down a strange sentence and turned around and left the small gathering venue. He regarded this enthusiastic dancer in his heart as those women who tried to step on the road to leap through the beds of noble nobles. Although in this era of strict identity hierarchy, lowly women basically have no possibility of becoming nobles, but it is also possible to obtain some kind of compensation. If he is pregnant with a illegitimate child of a noble, he will probably get a lot of wealth in order to support his own flesh and blood. However, many nobles ruthlessly abandoned women and illegitimate child after one-night stands, but Baron Liugudi knew that Schwab was definitely not such a person.

"Okay Latina, let's tell us another good story in the Sultan's harem." After Baron Liugudi left, the knights raised their glasses and asked the dancer Latina to pour them wine, and then prepared to listen to the wonderful stories in the luxurious Sultan's harem.

"It's really a mess." Schwab walked to the door and heard the noise of the knights through the wooden door, and shook his head helplessly. He couldn't bear to blame the knights who followed him through the vast sea, not to mention that there was no bad situation. At this time, a carrier pigeon flew in from the entrance of the bedroom window. The carrier pigeon watched Schwab cooing constantly.

Schwab walked forward, gently grabbed the dove with his hands, and then pulled out a piece of paper from the iron ring on its red claws. The paper was made of parchment paper. Although Malk paper is thin and easy to use, it is undoubtedly its disadvantage. Therefore, the sturdy and flexible parchment paper is the most suitable choice for transmitting intelligence, especially long-distance information.

"The Templars and many Crusaders once again robbed the Slavs' territory. Wherever they passed, they were like locusts. Everyone hated them. Even His Majesty the Pope made several rebukes. In addition, the Holy Sees the contents of Leruo from time to time, no one agrees with him." Schwab finally felt relieved when he looked at the contents of the note. However, the information revealed by Srik said that the Templars had arrived in Slav's territory, so they should arrive at Antioch soon. It seems that they should have prepared early.

Schwab walked out of his bedroom, as if the small party at his door was about to reach the top, but the appearance of Schwab interrupted the people's fun. The knights quickly threw down their wine glasses and stood up. The chain armor on their bodies made a rustling sound, and the friction between the sword and the ground echoed over the empty corridor.

"I'm going to see Her Majesty Queen Sophia." Schwab said briefly. He was wearing only a noble costume. Those costumes maintained their noble status and decentness. Therefore, they were kept in his luggage on weekdays. Only when he was wearing noble costumes would he bring his guards or knights. This was also the lesson Schwab learned after several assassinations.

"Hey, Lord Earl." The Sultan dancer named Latina smiled and greeted Schwab, but Schwab left expressionlessly.

"Haha, don't think of seducing the Count so easily." At this time, when the knights all followed Schwab away, only the bald Otto was still sitting on the steps drinking, and laughing at Latina.

"Is your monarch a man of impotence?" Latina swayed her beautiful dance dress in dissatisfaction and walked towards the drunk bald Otto.

"Don't worry, Lord Earl's lower body is as sharp and indestructible as his sword." Bald Otto made a vulgar joke. He hated the banquets of the nobles, where there were all pretending to be serious but always secretly large numbers of men's lower bodies. Only when he was with women like Latina would he feel happy.

"So am I not pretty?" Latina frowned, as if she began to doubt that she was not charming enough, but she knew her appearance and figure very well. Countless perverted men who died under her skirt could prove this. She vowed that she must conquer Schwab's body and mind, and then abandoned him ruthlessly. When he cried and begged her, she cut his throat with a sword and ended everything in the ***.

Queen Sophia never knew that her idea of ​​holding a knight competition was so bad. In the past, she only needed to wait quietly for the arrival of the knights, but now the complicated official documents and the court ministers' request for increased spending have overwhelmed the finances.

"God, I just want some knights to play the game." Queen Sophia frowned.

"Your Majesty, where the knights need to eat and live, and the arrival of the lords from all over the world, we must hold banquets. These are all money, and we have to deal with the invasion of Saladin, which requires treasury expenses." Gong Xiang said respectfully to Queen Sophia.

"So what do you mean?" Queen Sophia had no choice but to ask Gong Xiang.

"We can only increase the worship tax to your Crescent Crescents." Gong Xiang thought about it and found a compromise. The nobles and bishops in this country could not pay. The farmers and merchants had already paid the war tax, so they could no longer collect taxes, otherwise it would cause civil unrest. It would be difficult to do so at this time of internal and external troubles.

"World tax?" Queen Sophia asked curiously.

"Yes, Her Majesty, in Antioch, Jerusalem was once a land of pagans, and most of the people here believed in Crescent religion. We can collect taxes from them and allow them to freely worship their false gods as long as they pay."

"But isn't this contrary to the will of the Holy See?" Queen Sophia said worriedly.

"But it can fill your wallet."

"I need to think about this matter again."

"As you wish, your Majesty."

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