"Oh." Chen Bo, who was sleeping on the table, suddenly slid down from the table. The sudden disaster suddenly made him lose all sleep. He quickly reached out to stabilize his body, but found that two people had already supported him first.

Looking up, Chen Bo couldn't help but be stunned. The computer, mobile phone and unfinished work contract were gone. Instead, it was replaced by a plate of unfinished grapes and a Bible scattered on the table. The narrow lime walls around had been replaced by the top walls covered with large and small crosses. When he lowered his head, Chen Bo was even more shocked. The casual suit he originally had been replaced by a light red square printed robe. He touched the material in disbelief. The plush feeling he bought made him feel particularly dazed.

"Your Highness, you have offended me just now. I'll punish you later. But now Lord Edward has been waiting outside for a long time. If you sleep like this, it may make Lord Edward angry, so we dared to disturb you." When the two people next to him woke up, they quickly knelt down, leaned on their hands, and looked very respectful.

Although Chen Bo was in a daze at this moment, his hearing still existed, so he did not forget to reply: "Ah, since he has been waiting for so long, let him come in."

"Yes." The two bowed and quickly retreated.

Looking at the two of them leaving, Chen Bo suddenly thought of something, and then couldn't help but scream: "The two people just now were actually white? What's going on?"

Before he could figure it out, the mirror behind him had already seen it clearly. In the mirror, he was about fifteen years old, about 1.80 meters tall, with strong hands and feet. He looked at his face in the mirror. He saw fair and tender skin, high nose bridge, and a pair of eyes hidden under the brown hair, shining with blue light, and rolling around at this moment...

"I've traveled through time?" He looked down at his hands. His palms, which were originally yellow-skinned, were pink and white at the moment. If Chen Bo couldn't figure it out, then he would have been in Qidian Chinese for so long.

In his previous life, he was an office worker. In his spare time, he read books on Qidian Chinese.com and read a lot of time travel novels. So he quickly understood his current state. He had read time travel novels for many years, but today he traveled through time travel in this way.

"Summon my portable system."

"Summon the powerful general."

"call……."

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No matter how he summoned him, there was nothing in his mind. If he had to say that there was something, it was the memory of his predecessor.

Now he did not travel to ancient China, but miraculously came to the Portuguese Kingdom in medieval Europe.

Chen Bo's current name is Tim, the youngest son of Portugal King Joao, and there are several above his head...

Before he could digest his own memory properly, he heard a burst of hurried footsteps outside the door, and he had no choice but to stop meditation for the time being.

"Your Highness, Lord Edward is here." As soon as he finished speaking, a middle-aged man in red had already come in outside the door. He immediately greeted Tim as soon as he entered the door: "My great Prince Tim, Edward, greet me." He said this, but he sat on the chair next to him without giving Tim a single eye.

Looking up, Edward was wearing a black coat, and a bright red cross was embroidered on the cloak behind the coat. He sat with him, and saw a silver cross on his chest. Seeing the person dressed up like this, how could Tim not know his identity?

"Please sit down, I wonder what instructions will the Bishop come here to see me." Waving Edward to sit down, Tim then took a small step and walked back to the chair on the top. After all, his current identity is Prince Tim of the Kingdom of Portugal, not Chen Bo, the former Chen Bo, so this word and action must not be as carefree as before, and his future behavior must be closer to gentlemanly.

The information about Edward in his mind had long been tuned out by him. Edward is one of the major cardinals in his country. He is arrogant and domineering and does not take ordinary people seriously. Moreover, this person has a large origin and holds considerable power in the church. Even if his father, Emperor Joao, has to be treated with caution, so although he does not like this bishop, Tim, he still shows high respect.

But what surprised Tim was that his predecessor had almost no contact with the bishop, so why did the bishop come to him today? Because he didn't have a deeper understanding of the bishop's character and behavior, Tim just greeted him and stopped talking.

"Your Highness Prince doesn't have to be so polite. I'm here to find His Highness this time." As he said that, he stretched out his hand, took out a bag from his side and threw it to Tim: "Prince Tim please take a look. This is the latest tithe tax that our church has collected this month."

Through the slightly opened bag, Tim had seen clearly what was in the bag, it was a bag of gold.

Tim couldn't help but frown at the moment. He was very clear about the situation of tithes. Tits originated from the Old Testament era. A religious tax was levied by the European Christian Church on residents mainly for the salary of clergy, daily church funds and relief. This tax requires believers to donate one-tenth of their income for religious causes in accordance with the regulations of the church authorities or the requirements of the law. The system established by the collection of tithes tax is also called the tithe system, referred to as tithe.

However, the collection and use of tithing taxes are decided by the church itself and they never report to the kingdom officials. Why did this bishop come to him to report today?

"What? Who do you look down on when His Highness the Prince frowned?" Perhaps seeing Tim's frown, Edward snorted and asked, "But something wrong with my gold?"

"Oh, no, gold is fine." Tim deliberately ignored Edward's arrogant attitude and shook his head slightly: "It's just that I'm very curious. The Bishop never told me about tithes before. Why are you willing to tell me today?" Speaking of this, Tim stopped his voice at the right time and looked at Bishop Edward with a smile.

Looking at Tim's humble attitude, Edward felt respected, and then there was a smile on his face, and his tone became much more kind: "Oh, it turns out that this is the matter. Prince, please rest assured that the gold is the right source and will never cause any trouble for the prince. But then again, in fact, this gold is given to the prince today. Of course, in the next year, the church will also present seven copies of the tithes collected to His Highness."

After saying that, Edward stared at Tim's face in a hurry, afraid of missing every change in his expression.

Tim stroked his forehead heavily and spoke in disbelief: "Give it to me? Why?"

Looking at Tim's stupid look, Edward was even happier. It seemed that the prince was really not very rich as the rumor said. He hurriedly approached Tim's side and whispered in his ears.

"What did you say? Let me release the witch in the prison, and then find a way to hide her traces and send them to your house to give her a few days to consecrate her, and finally remove the evil spirit from her?" After hearing Edward's words, Tim's head exploded with a bang, and there was only a voice in his mind that kept roaring.
Chapter completed!