Monk Barth was surprised that Arod knew the industry of the Monastery of Saint Fontso. He wanted to deny it. But looking at Arod's appearance, he felt that Arod should have a reliable source of information. If Arod was angered Arod at this time, Monk Barth did not know what the Swiss mercenaries standing outside and staring at him would do. In the dark and humid cellar, the moisture had seriously damaged his health. Now his dealing with Arod made him feel exhausted.

"Well, Lord Arod, you have won all the victories, but we must have an agreement that when the Monastery of Saint Fontso is in danger, you must promise to solve our problems." Monk Barth decided to use these spoils to obtain the best interests of the monastery and let Arod promise to protect the Monastery of Saint Fontso.

Arod believed that this condition was nothing, and protecting religious facilities and property was the duty of the nobles. Although sometimes the nobles infringe on religious property for their own interests, the power of religion lies in controlling the public opinion power of society, which is something that the nobles holding the sword do not understand. However, Arod, a person whose soul traveled from later generations, knew very well the power of the church's public opinion.

"Master Arud, why are you so weak to these monks who are powerless?" Julian didn't understand Arud's conditions for accepting Acting President Bart. Even if Arud did not agree, Acting President Bart could only swallow all the bitter fruits. Although Julian was just an illegitimate son of a noble, he looked down on monks who could only write, just like other nobles.

"Because I am a pious person." Arod said with a smile. The materials and interests obtained in this victory were far beyond his imagination and were very beneficial to his invasion of Mecklenburg County, the territory of the Western Slavs.

"Well." Julian curled his lips. Arod was the most devotional person among the nobles he knew. He had never seen Arod pray in times of difficulty, and was not ruthless in bargaining with God's servant Monk Barth.

Although Arod strongly forced the Monastery of Saint Fontso to make a lot of concessions, in the view of the Monastery of Saint Fontso, which has a large amount of real estate, those can be made up for it through time, and a noble with a strong military power is worthy of win over. And this noble intends to start a war with the Pagan Sislavs. This is an excellent opportunity to spread the gospel of God to the land of pagans. If Arod can help Arod with his help, the soul in this life will definitely enter the paradise of eternal happiness.

"Sir Arod, since you can come to our monastery, I hope you can visit the places where we live and work so as to deepen our understanding of each other and eliminate some misunderstandings between the two parties." Acting President Bart strongly advised Arod to visit the monastery. He believed that Arod was different from other nobles because he saw Arod pick up a Bible placed on the altar with great interest, and ordinary nobles had no interest in these books they thought were just decorative.

"Oh? Of course." Arod looked at the bible made of exquisite parchment in his hand. The cover was made of cork and iron, and was inlaid with various beautiful gems. When he opened the parchment Bible, the ink marks inside also emitted a certain fragrance. Seeing the handwriting seemed to be written by a quill pen, Arod couldn't believe it because there were all written by hand in the bible several inches thick, which would take a lot of time and manpower, and there would be no mistakes.

"Come here. This is our writing room." Acting President Bart took Arod into an ear chamber on the left side of the main building of the monastery. He pushed open the wooden door and saw that there were more than a dozen writing tables neatly placed inside. This writing table was made of wood. A monk stood in front of the writing table, holding the quill in his hand and sticking the ink in the ink bottle. He wrote in an orderly and very cautious manner on an unfolding blank Bible unfolded in front of him. The writing monks were divided into several levels. Ordinary novice writers were not qualified to write within three years. He could only help the monks skillfully compile books and documents until he could fully master the art.

"Is the Bible very demanding?" What Arod thought in his mind was definitely completely different from what Monk Barth thought. Acting President Barth tried to show the greatness of the spiritual power to Lord Arod in this way, but Arod sneered at this backward way of spreading knowledge. His soul was a Chinese who knew how to make printing.

"Of course, the amount of the Bible represents the piety of the nobles. Many great nobles hope to treasure as much as possible. The Bible published in our Monastery of Saint Fonso is the most popular book, and every Lord is willing to pay a high price." Monk Barth did not understand what Arod asked about this, and he said to Arod in detail.

"Yeah." Arod was ecstatic, but calm on the surface. He decided to build a workshop in his territory for printing and making the Bible in his territory, but he needed the brand of the Monastery of St. Fonso, which was the same as the brand effect of later generations. So he wanted to test the Acting President Bart, "The devout President Bart, if, I mean, if there was a way to speed up the writing of the Bible, would you apply this method to your writing room?"

"What? Speed ​​up writing, what a joke, my lord, writing a Bible is a very sacred thing. We can only use our own hands to cleanse our sins through writing. God will not allow other ways to write the Bible." Acting Dean Bart said excitedly. In his opinion, Arod's words were almost blasphemy, but Arod quickly stopped continuing the topic and became interested in books in the room, which diverted Monk Bart's attention away.

"Tsk tsk, this old stubborn, it seems that I need to change the agent of the Saint Fontso Monastery, but do I have the right person at hand?" Aruod thought in his mind. He thought of the captured monk Elvet, who was afraid of death, at least could control it. However, Aruod was worried that this person who betrayed Robert without hesitation would also betray him in the next moment. So wouldn't he lose his wife and his troops? How to solve this problem made Aruod hesitate, so he was a little absent-minded during the visit.

"Mr. Arod, did you hear that you arrested Monk Elvit?" Acting President Bart saw that Arod was absent-minded. There was almost no news in the monastery that could be hidden from him. Some monks had seen Monk Elvit in Arod's mercenary team. He heard that the villain was still alive. Acting President Bart was a little angry. When he thought of his old friends dying from the betrayal of this villain, he felt unable to sleep or eat.

"Yes, my man has caught a monk from Robert." Arod's heart moved, but he said in an indifferent tone.

"Please give me this person, he is a criminal who colluded with Robert to kill his monk brother." Acting Director Bart said loudly, which made Julian, who was following behind him, frown, thinking that this old guy was crazy.

"Why? He is my prisoner of war, and I haven't figured out what to do." Arod shook his head and refused. Just by providing him with the news that the Monastery of St. Fontsau is close to the Manor of Mecklenburg County, he is very valuable. How could he easily hand over such an important person? What's more, Monaster Elvit knows Robert and has an important source of information on how to deal with Robert in the future.

"I am willing to pay a high ransom to exchange your insignificant captive from your hands." Acting President Bart persuaded unwillingly, in his opinion how valuable a failed captive could be.

"No." Aruod refused flatly.

"So, can you end his sinful life?" Seeing Arod's firm attitude, Acting President Bart could only turn to the next best and ask Arod to kill the abominable traitor.

"This, if you can send me some monks to my army, I can consider it." During the visit, Aruod found that the Monastery of Saint Fontso was full of talents, including those who were good at planting, those who were good at various carpentry work, and even monks who knew blacksmiths and herbal medicine. These were all talents that Aruod needed urgently.

"Yes, but these monks and brothers are not your ministers. They still belong to the Monastery of Saint Fontso, just as your personal counselors." Acting President Bart was a little surprised by Arod's proposal. He thought Arod would make a request for property, but he did not expect that he wanted the monks of the Monastery of Saint Fontso to join his team. The spreading of the Lord's gospel was the duty of the monks, and the pagan territory that Arod was about to go to was in line with their wishes.

Both sides were satisfied with what they had obtained from each other. After the luncheon arranged by the acting monastery of Bart, Mrs. Eva rode on her horse and followed several escorted mercenaries. Arod stood at the gate of the monastery and said goodbye to Mrs. Eva.

"Arude, don't you really go back to the Black Swamp Village with me?" Mrs. Eva looked at Arude in surprise. She thought Arude would return home with her, but Arude chose to temporarily settle in the Monastery of Saint Fontso.

"I'm sorry, my mother, I have something to do. Let's say goodbye here. When I finish this, I will visit you in Black Swamp Village." Aruod sighed. He had originally planned to break free from the shackles of the Wendell family and go to Mecklenburg to seize his territory. However, looking at Mrs. Eva's reluctance to leave, thinking about the day and night of being together in this era, Mrs. Eva's concern for her made him feel a little sad, but he could not shed tears. He is now the commander of an army, and his weakness will make everyone doubt his will.
Chapter completed!