After sending off the priest from Rome, Arod did not simply want to kick Paul away. The Baltic coast was the land of the Lomwa religion from a long time ago. Even if Arod forced the land with military power, as long as the Lomwa religion cannot be digested, it will cause his own power to be fouled. Therefore, the assimilation of religion is a must-do, just like a military bridgehead, Willle will also be a religious outpost fortress.

"Invite Lord Dylan Matt." Arod thought a little broader than this. It was not easy to establish a controlled regime in a region full of alien cultures. It can be assimilated religiously, but to become a member of his own, it must have a large population of the same culture. Arod wanted to send his courtiers to the East Frank Kingdom to recruit Germanic refugees and colonize these refugees onto the land he conquered, so assimilation from religious and cultural perspectives to facilitate ruling and management.

"Dear Count." Dylan Matt staggered to Arod. This jester, who was originally the court minister of Duke Mason, had the ability and keenness that did not match his appearance. In the internal chaos of Mason, he stood on the side of the Wendell family and was imprisoned. When Arod defeated Mason's hostile nobles, he rescued the Mason court minister of friendly to the Wendell family.

"Mr. Dylan Matt, I need you to go to the southern countries to bring the refugees to Mecklenburg." Arod ordered Dylan Matt, but Dylan Matt frowned slightly when he heard this. He did not accept Arod's order immediately, which made Arod a little strange.

"Old Earl, the population is fundamental to any tribe. I'm afraid no one will come to our remote territory except slaves." Dylan Matt knew that the population could provide labor, taxes and military sources for tribes of all sizes, so usually serfs are firmly bound to the land, and it is probably difficult to leave.

"I know what you mean, but I just got the news that our king bird catcher Henry is almost out of reach. I'm afraid he can't survive this winter." Arod stood up and went to the window. At this time, snowflakes began to float in the sky. A little snowflakes blew through the window and floated on Arod's cloak. In order to help the people get through the difficult winter, Arod began to order the smelting base to make coal cakes. The natural coal found in the East Frank Kingdom through the caravan in the town of Wisma was transported to Mecklenburg. This not only improved the forging technology in the smelting base, but also allowed the people of Mecklenburg to avoid the casualties caused by the cold winter.

"Oh. Your Majesty the King? In this case, the situation in the kingdom will probably change drastically. The young Dukes of the Prince may not recommend him as king." Dylan Matt immediately noticed the great changes in the kingdom's politics. Henry, the bird catcher, is by no means a mediocre king, but rather a strong king with great skills. Henry will definitely make proper arrangements for Prince Otto before he dies. However, the Dukes of real power will also be unwilling to let the throne continue to be occupied by Prince Otto. They will definitely take the opportunity to rebound, and there are many contradictions between the Dukes. Once the strong king suppressed above dies, the Dukes will definitely have a civil war.

"Yes, if a civil war occurs, it will definitely cause serfs to flee the war-torn areas. At this time, you can take the opportunity to gather refugees. I will also send spies to spread rumors and make them move towards Mecklenburg." Arod gave instructions to Dylan Matt. As long as you settle properly, it will inevitably increase the population of Mecklenburg.

"I understand, I will do it." Dylan Matt bowed deeply to Arod. As a person who has been regarded as a jester for a long time, he has been entrusted with important tasks by Arod in Mecklenburg, which has made Dylan Matt feel that his choice is correct. Although Arod has many shortcomings, he is willing to entrust the heavy responsibility to capable people instead of looking at his birth and beauty and ugliness. This makes Dylan Matt feel a trait different from other nobles.

When the wind and snow began to invade Mecklenburg, Julian knelt in front of his sister's grave, holding a small silver cross pendant in his hand. His hands turned red because of the cold, but he seemed to be completely unconscious. Let the snowflakes float on him, his heart was colder than the wind and snow. The beautiful sister who always cared for him died like this. Julian felt like a dream. When he woke up from the dream, Josephine would stand at the door holding a bow in his hand and call him lazy.

"Sir Julian, it's time for us to leave." Behind Julian was a batch of supplies supported by Arod, a total of five carriages, with food and weapons in them to bring to Fort Willer.

"I get it, Josephine, I will avenge you." Julian stood up from the ground, his legs had become numb, and he swore to his sister at the grave of Josephine.

"Mr. Julian, this is Father Paul from Rome, and the Earl wants to send him with you to the county of Wille to spread the gospel to the people there." Fr. Paul and the knight class guarding the priests, who were sent by Arod to spread the Catholic teachings to the territory of Marty.

"Welcome to Father Paul's hand," Julian said to Father Paul's back.

"Bless your children." Father Paul drew a cross to Julian and blessed him.

Julian led his team towards Willer County. He wanted to help Ms. Marty resist the attack of Contoy. Ms. Marty always favored Julian. If it weren't for the war relationship, Julian would have asked Aroud to agree to his marriage with Ms. Marty. Julian, who was Arod's minister in feudal laws, had his marriage consent to the consent of the lord Arod, and Arod was also happy to see Marty and Julian's marriage.

"Sir Julian, how long have you known the Earl of Mecklenburg?" Father Paul rode on his donkey and asked Julian on his way from Mecklenburg to County Willer.

"It's been a while. Since the conquest of Mecklenburg, I feel incredible when I think back. A group of young people have conquered this land like this." Julian rode on his mount. When Father Paul asked him, he raised his head and thought about it carefully. It can be said that Julian was one of the earliest people to start a business with Arod.

"It is indeed rare to have such a young Count." Father Paul also knew some rumors about Arod. Some said he was an adventurous speculator, some said Arod was a wise nobleman, and some thought Arod was a kind lord. These rumors were mixed together to make Father Paul even more curious about the young Arod.

"Why don't Italy have young lords?" Julian asked curiously, and he would yearn for any Catholic in the distant Italy and Rome. It is the center of economy, culture and religion.

"Of course there are, but they all obtained titles by inheriting the family's property, and very few of them seized land by their own strength." Father Paul recalled the noble children who bought spring and fought for wealth in the city of Rome, and couldn't help but sigh.

"The Italian nobles are all rich." Julian asked hesitantly, looking at Father Paul who lowered his head and sighed.

"Yes, the Italian Peninsula extends into the Mediterranean and is suitable for crop growth. It has been a steady stream of merchant ships from Egypt and Byzantine to Italy's ports, bringing spices and various rare treasures." Even though Father Paul was just a clergy dedicated to religion, he also understood the prosperity of Italy under the influence of the city of Rome. However, in his opinion, this prosperity was a kind of depravity, which caused the once pure holy city of Rome to fall into it, which was why he finally accepted the commission of Pope Alexander.

"Brother Paul, this is the order given by the Pope Ni." Father Paul recalled the situation when he first received this order in Rome. He always stayed in the narrow confessional room of the church, kneeled on the cold ground without cushions, raised his head to face the cross hanging on the mottled walls, and sank his heart into deep calm, but behind him the words of the Italian bishop sounded.

"Master Bishop, I have devoted myself to God's side. Why do I break my inner peace?" Father Paul finally finished reciting the Rosary. He drew a cross before he stood up on the prayer platform and turned to face the Italian bishop in a gorgeous holy robe.

"I understand your ambitions, brother Paul, but what is the effect of you having been here for many years? In my opinion, you should serve our Lord in a different way." The Italian bishop twisted his fat body, but his voice was very loud and nice, echoing in this small prayer room.

"Why choose me?" Father Paul staggered on the hard wooden bed without any hay. He rubbed his knees and asked the bishop. To be honest, he was not interested in being a Count's bishop.

"I believe that your holy brother Paul, spreading the gospel is a good test for yourself. Although it is to let you go to Mecklenburg to serve as a bishop, as far as I know, the pagans there are strong forces, and the Count of Mecklenburg is a young noble. Such a test is not competent if it is a person with unsolicited beliefs." The Italian bishop replied truthfully. When he heard that he was going to preach along the distant and barbaric Baltic coast, those priests who had long been accustomed to the comfortable life of Rome all refused.

"Well, if this is the Lord's arrangement, then I'm willing to go." After hearing the words of the Italian bishop, Father Paul aroused a sense of mission, and he stood up and replied to the bishop.

"Great, may the Lord be with you." The Italian bishop smiled on his shiny face, and he pointed his hand at Father Paul and blessed him. (To be continued) r580
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