Pirate Kingship.

Chapter 278: The Right to Protect the Church: The Sword and the Cross

As everyone's standard confidant, although Byron gradually became rich, his attitude towards the Newman family remained respectful.

Although the official letter was received in the evening, we still replied as soon as possible.

After bidding farewell to my sister, I boarded the Golden Deer, now undoubtedly the fastest ship in the Seven Seas, and immediately led the team out.

Sitting in his captain's room, he kept admiring the contract text he had just signed in his hand, and did not take Major General Newman's harsh rebuke to heart at all.

"First, give Theresa a little sweetness to taste, then boil the frog in warm water and let her fall into depravity in the financial street little by little.

No woman can resist the temptation of online shopping and discount coupons, absolutely no one! ”

After successfully using the cloud financial street to bring Sister Teresa, who had the authority to manage the church's "treasury", onto his own chariot, Byron felt that he could take bigger steps in the future.

"Let's not talk about the church's influence on the York family. The 'Treasure House' held by the Cathedral of Our Lady of Mercy is a treasure.

Just think about it and you will realize that indulgences that can be bought with money are most likely counterfeit goods with unknown amount of water mixed in.

Just as no one would exchange gold for rubble, no one would exchange merit for money.

If one day I could support Theresa, who has great potential, to take the throne and instigate her to resell the church's "merit treasury", wouldn't our financial street prosper?

After all, the Buddha can drink the oil from his lamp, but the Creator's storehouse of merit cannot be touched? That doesn't make sense.

The three iron bonds in life are studying together, carrying guns together, and dividing the spoils together. It is nothing to grasp her weakness. A solid bond of interests is the most stable.

At that time, it would be a piece of cake to ask Theresa to help Mr. Wednesday solve some minor official problems.

In a church country, only with the protection of the government and the church can one stay in power and go far. "

Although Byron had planned well, he did not expect that an accident beyond his control would happen so soon.

Just when the Golden Deer had just arrived at Port Royal, he suddenly received an urgent message from the Quasi-Sword Saint Hermann.

The moment I saw the first-hand information, I couldn't help but frown deeply:

"Jointly sniping the May Wind, and fighting for the 'right to educate'?
The Kingdom of Castile, which caused trouble for itself and let other countries take the blame, had a nice idea. "

It turned out that after Theresa got the [Blood Brew Cinderella], it only took her one hour to grow her arm back, and she was immediately revived with full health.

After convincing [Armed Priest] Brandon, he immediately contacted the main force of the Inquisition to apply to rejoin the team.

By the way, I got a piece of important news from them that will change the colonial situation:
"The bloodbath that has lasted for nearly half a month has alarmed the local leaders of various countries.

Faced with the massive amount of money evaporating from many routes every day, no powerful person could remain calm, and they all wrote letters to their first and second echelons that had penetrated deep into the celestial circulation belt to come back for assistance.

Now many elite adventure teams have begun to return.

Even the Holy Council of St. Peter's Basilica has saints expressing their concerns about this matter, which is a big deal."

This is not good news for Byron, who is taking advantage of the blood disaster to make some small moves.

"I don't have much time left. When those good guys come back, I will be restricted in what I want to do.

Moreover, no one would think that a mere bloody disaster could forever stop the colonists' pace of expansion.

The ‘right to protect and educate’ that follows is even more deadly.”

With this top team coming to the rescue, the "culprit" Kingdom of Castile submitted an application to the church.

Whoever can first eliminate the blood plague will gain the right to protect the Bantaan Islands and the New World.

In essence, it is the right and obligation granted by the church to a country, under which the secular government bears the responsibility of protecting the spread of the church in non-church countries.

According to what Herman heard, these rights mainly include:
“The secular regime recommends to the Church suitable candidates for archbishops, bishops, and monks in the colonies;
Recommend candidates for lower-level clergy to the corresponding bishops, transfer, promote or dismiss clergy at all levels, and determine their jurisdiction (essentially, the king leads the local church);

Within the king's territory, the royal family can authorize or directly build cathedrals, churches, monasteries, hospitals, schools, etc.;

In charge of ecclesiastical jurisdiction, he could decide any judicial conflicts between the church and secular authorities and between clergymen;

Priests traveling between the colonies and the Silver Continent must report to the government of the Power Country and can only travel between the two places on the ships of the Power Country;

To collect tithes and other church taxes throughout the colony on behalf of the church;

In return, the church can receive considerable state subsidies to carry out its activities, the salaries of clergy are paid by the king, and well-known clergy will serve as colonial officials.

The ultimate goal of this series of measures is to let the sword and the cross go hand in hand, to grasp both military conquest and spiritual conquest, and to make both hands strong.

The former was to gain power, territory and wealth, while the latter was to win the indigenous people's faith in the Creator and strengthen the Silver Law.

The more Byron thought about it, the uglier his face became.

"In other words, Havana Governor Velasquez's original idea of ​​'using the church to control the princes' is about to be realized.

Obviously, he was not the only one who had this idea, but the top leaders of the Kingdom of Castile had planned it long ago.

Although the Maywind has been polluted today, it at least proves that the New World does exist.

This ocean overlord immediately exerted pressure, making it difficult for other forces to resist.

Even if you think about it with your heels, you will know that although the current "right to protect religion" is limited to religious affairs.

But once the church obtains the power to appoint personnel, enforce the law, and collect taxes, all colonies of all countries will immediately have an emperor over their heads.

Wouldn't it be easy for the Kingdom of Castile to interfere in other church states through the secular clergy controlled by them?
The bottom line is retreating step by step, and in the end it will become a winner-takes-all situation, with a random papal meridian drawn to divide up the world, right? "

The string in Byron's mind, which had never been relaxed, immediately became tense again.

Subconsciously he quickened his pace.

“Time waits for no one.

I must complete the plan to steal the house before the first echelon arrives back, and replace the Newman family as the de facto ruler of Port Royal.

Only by obtaining such an identity can one be qualified to represent the Kingdom of Hastings and sit at the table with all major forces to compete for the right of guardianship comparable to that of the emperor.

Especially since I have the Torrent Fortress built in the middle of the indigenous city-state, which contains a big secret. Won't those guys be able to come in and out at will?

We must prepare in advance, at least to ensure that the forces under my command enjoy independence and autonomy."

When he came to his senses, he had already walked to the door of the Governor's Palace in Royal Port with Berserker Eight Fingers and Phantom Blade Guts.

Looking up at the brass nameplate with the word "Newman" engraved on the marble doorpost, I thought to myself:
"Today should be the last time I come here as a guest." He walked through the gate and, led by the butler, went deep into the Governor's Mansion.

But before they could reach the reception room, the lights were already on.

boom!
A gunshot suddenly broke the silence of the night.

Then there was the crisp sound of porcelain falling to the ground and the dull thud of a heavy body falling to the ground.

"Something's happening, Captain, be careful!"

Hearing the noise, Eight Fingers and Gus immediately stood in front of Byron, one on the left and one on the right.

The murderous aura suddenly burst out from his body, causing the butler who was leading the way in front to feel his hair stand on end.

It seemed as if in the next moment, he would be chopped to death by them with an axe.

He cursed in his heart that all of Sea Hunter's men were as scary as him. Where did all these killers come from? He quickly shouted:
“Misunderstanding, misunderstanding, there are no enemies.

It was the Governor who fired the shot."

Byron's perception of the atmosphere became more and more acute. Although there was a door between them, he could easily see what was happening in the room. He raised his hand and instructed the two people:

"Put your weapons away. No one in Port Royal can ambush us."

"Yes, Captain."

Eight Fingers and Gus had 100% unconditional trust in their captain, and immediately put away their weapons upon hearing the order.

At this time, the door of the reception room was also opened from the inside, and two waiters came out with numb faces carrying the body of a maid.

There was a pool of blood on the corpse's chest that was constantly spreading, and it was dripping from under her body onto the ground.

To have this amount of bleeding, his chest must have been shot into a hornet's nest by shotgun shells.

Behind them, another maid suppressed the fear in her heart and used a rag to clean up the priceless porcelain fragments and a pool of blood on the ground.

Even though Byron only read the end, he could guess that the cause of the incident was nothing more than a trivial matter like the maid spilling tea or breaking porcelain.

Just because of this, a young girl lost her life.

Byron also had blood on his hands.

But his motto has always been "The brave are angry and draw their swords against the stronger ones."

I have always looked down upon and cannot tolerate the cowardly behavior of "the cowardly are angry, but draw their swords against the weaker ones."

The butler who brought him in was already used to it and reminded him in a low voice:
"Sir, the Governor and the General are both in a bad mood recently, please be careful."

The butler is not a good person.

It was purely because as the next generation of talent in the Newman family dwindled, anyone with a discerning eye knew that the people who would be in charge of the family in the future would probably be the son-in-law [Executioner] "Bill" and the [Sea Hunter] who was very close to him.

Little people have their own rules of survival. They may not be able to sail a boat, but they are best at changing course according to the wind.

Governor Newman, who had just killed a man in the reception room, also heard the noise outside and snorted coldly:
"Is that Byron? Let him in."

Byron did not show any fear. He told the two men to wait outside and strode into the reception room.

The Newman brothers, who looked visibly haggard, were there, as well as their right-hand man, Ivan Derrick, the Comptroller of the Governor's Office, and Mallory Patton, the Navy's Quartermaster General.

When Governor Jefferson saw Byron coming in, he threw away the large-caliber pistol in his hand, tugged at his collar, and his eyes were bloodshot, like a beast ready to devour.

As the butler said, the Newman brothers were indeed in a bad mood during this period.

Ever since Byron broke through to the third level, the Newman family has been having bad luck.

First, the bloody disaster ravaged the Bantaan Islands.

Buck, the navigator who was highly regarded by his family, was crushed on the spot by the octopus battleship simply because he blocked the Maywind's way.

At the beginning, the Newman family thought that once Buck, as the navigator, followed the "Double Gun Ranger" to discover the New World, he might be able to immediately reach the third level and become the pillar of the family.

Unfortunately, a single "lancer" is unlucky enough, and now you have two guns, so you can't blame Byron's entry for being so powerful.

The death of a son is no big deal.

The most crucial thing is that, also because of the bloodbath, the colonial merchant ships were blocked from returning. They embezzled so much money but were unable to distribute the share that belonged to the royal family and the royal party leaders in a timely manner.

This is definitely a lack of understanding of the rules.

Who cares what your reasons are? Even if you are looking for someone to borrow money from, or borrowing high-interest loans from the Remit people, you have to pay the big guys' share first.

You know, the tax collectors sent by the Earl of Warwick were caught by them in one fell swoop, which was a slap in the face in public.

As a result, the powerful earl has become a laughing stock among the local upper class.

The Earl of Warwick is not a reasonable man and may send assassins at any time to physically eliminate the Newman family.

Even at this moment, he might have spies secretly watching everything that happened in Royal Port.

In particular, the top leaders of the royal party have issued an ultimatum to the Newman family, saying that they will abandon them if they fail to achieve any results.

Once the royal party gives in, and no one helps him withstand the pressure from the "King Maker", he may lose his head in a minute.

Whenever they thought of this, the two brothers felt that everyone in front of them was like a sneaky assassin, spying on their heads.

Always on the brink of explosion.

During this period, seven or eight slaves and servants in the Governor's Mansion had been beaten to death for various trivial matters, making everyone feel insecure.

They fear death, fear that everything they have worked so hard to obtain will disappear into thin air.

Faced with the current situation, they really want to make progress!

How could he not be angry when the only opportunity to make merit and win the favor of Edward IV had yet to bear fruit?
Even the mysteriousness of Byron's original "flare explosion" was forgotten.

Governor Jefferson Newman's eyes flashed red and he said:
"Byron Tudor, you keep missing opportunities to fight. Do you really think I won't send you to a military court?!"

(End of this chapter)