Pirate Kingship.

Chapter 317: Professional Substitute, the Dust Settles

"Come in!"

The Archbishop and Fox thought that it was the staff of the Lighthouse Federation who wanted to see them.

But what was beyond their expectation was that the person who pushed the door open was actually the protagonist of their topic, the troublemaker who was like a stumbling block - [Sea Hunter] Byron Tudor.

Fox's expression changed immediately. He tried to suppress the murderous intent in his eyes and shouted coldly:

"What are you doing here, Mr. Byron? This is a private party. You are not welcome. Please leave."

Byron ignored him and walked straight to the archbishop, standing still and touching his chest in a graceful salute, making people feel like spring:
"Your Excellency, I found a wallet outside the door and saw your name on it, so I hurried to bring it to you.

Please check to see if anything is missing."

As he said this, he respectfully handed an exquisite deerskin wallet to the other person with both hands.

"Wallet? My real body is still in St. Peter's Cathedral in the Old World. How could I have left my wallet here?"

You have to know that this is the [Level Zero Holy Relic: Faros Lighthouse]. Except for a limited number of managers and councilors, no one else has the authority to bring in the physical object.

But the name "Babotila" was clearly written on it.

The archbishop was puzzled and subconsciously reached out to take it and opened it.

There was not even a copper coin of the smallest denomination in this wallet, only a lonely piece of white paper.

Just when he thought he was fooled by the young man in front of him, he unexpectedly saw a few lines of elegant aristocratic cursive on the white paper.

“Special spices: 20 kilograms.

Raw nugget gold: three thousand pounds.

Inkwood Plantation on Yucatan Island (title): 1,500 acres.

"

Judging from the format, this is clearly a very valuable gift list of "local specialties" from the Bantaan Islands!
"This"

The archbishop's heartbeat quickened slightly.

Not all of the 98 cardinals in the College of Cardinals of the Church are true fifth-level legends who are arrogant and self-centered.

But like many kingdoms' [royal titles], he was able to be on par with the fifth rank only by relying on a bishop's ring and the church's bottom-level authority in the legal system.

The ring belongs to the church, not to any particular family.

Once he leaves office in the future, his family will at best still be just a small, inconspicuous, middle-ranking family on the mainland.

This amount of wealth was already a huge sum for him.

Byron looked at Barbatilla's expression, smiled and continued to confirm:
"Sir, this is indeed the wallet you just lost, right? There are too many things in the wallet, and I see you don't have a personal attendant with you.

We have commissioned the staff of the Federation to deliver the items to your home urgently using the Lighthouse Network.

I think when the meeting is over, you will be able to see these lost belongings when you return home.

Congratulations, Your Excellency the Archbishop.

It is because of God's blessing that you did not suffer any financial loss on this trip for a noble cause."

The archbishop suddenly felt that the room was a little hot. He pulled his collar unconsciously and looked at the smiling young man in front of him. He asked with a slight stutter:
“The last line written here, are there still two merchant ships in the wallet I lost?
Is it the tall and large merchant ship that I understand, with a displacement of at least several hundred tons?"

Snapped!
Byron clapped his hands:
"Isn't it? The Archbishop is the Archbishop. Your description is exactly right. They are two galleons with a displacement of 300 tons.

We just happened to pick up these two merchant ships, and I thought it would be inconvenient for you to take them back.

It just so happens that our West Wind Express is in great need of ships recently.

How about you become a shareholder of Westwind Express as the owner of these two merchant ships?
I promise that the dividends will not be lower than this figure."

Byron smiled and held up three fingers.

The cardinal couldn't help but have his eyes sparkling. He stuffed the wallet into his arms very naturally and tapped his chest four times:
“Ahem, the Ten Commandments from God say, you shall not steal, you shall give others what they deserve; you shall not covet, you shall believe that what the Lord has given you is abundant.

You shall not bear false witness; you shall speak the truth.

Mr. Byron, you are absolutely right, this is the wallet I lost.

You are truly a gentleman of noble character, and I believe that God will always bless people of noble character like you."

He looked at Byron with great satisfaction, the smile in his eyes almost overflowing.

Every look seems to be saying: Young people know how to do things, your path will become wider and wider.

Moreover, every word and action from the moment he entered the door was full of elegance and sophisticated aristocratic demeanor.

If the "life" of this sea hunter was not on the desks of countless important figures in the Bantaan Islands, they would probably suspect that he was a carefully trained nobleman.

He is much better than the current Havana Governor Fox, who was an army officer and only knows how to speak his mind.

Young people have a future.

Obviously, Byron at this time had already met the aristocratic requirements of [Ritual of Blood Feast Holy Grail] and even exceeded the standards.

The cardinal stood up and patted Byron on the shoulder. He did not have the slightest murderous intention to remove the stumbling block. His face was amiable:

"Mr. Byron is obviously a very intelligent and capable man. It is a blessing for Edward IV to have you assist him in managing the colonies.

Unlike some fools who only cause trouble to the Apostolic Cathedral.

I believe you can satisfy everyone and handle this matter beautifully. I guess you two still have something to say, so I won’t bother you anymore.”

After saying this, he looked at Havana Governor Fox beside him with a warning and meaningful look, then turned and walked away.

That glance was undoubtedly:
“Look at these two people, both are governors, but why is there such a big difference in their character?
The bishop was very happy that Byron returned the lost money, but he would be very unhappy if anyone dared to prevent him from continuing to return the lost money. "

Not only can you complete the task assigned by your superiors, you can also make a lot of money without making any principled mistakes. Why not do it?

This is what it’s like to do real work, it’s comfortable!

Byron bowed slightly behind him and assured:
"Your Excellency, please rest assured. I know the rules best and will never cause any trouble to the Cardinals. I guarantee that you will all be satisfied." He added silently in his heart:
'I hope you can satisfy me in the future.'

With the [First Level Holy Relic·First Stock] in hand, every penny he gave out as bribes could be converted into shares of the traditional Holy Infant Society, to which the Archbishop belonged.

When the time comes to fish for Daddy, a rope around the archbishop’s neck will certainly be needed.

Byron did not expect that one day he would be able to "acquire" the church's traditionalists, who had accumulated for thousands of years, by holding more than 50 percent of the shares.

I just hope that after I’ve used them up in the future and then break up with them, I can get my current investment back.

Using the "sell" ability of stocks, it is completely satisfying to extract treasures or extraordinary abilities of high enough value from them.

Anyway, he will not lose money no matter who loses money. As for the various "interests" generated when the money is deposited in their hands? Commonly known as: freeloading.

The stunned Fox couldn't close his mouth until the archbishop walked out of the room.

"Hey, he's the stumbling block that prevents us from completing our mission. Master, please come back. How can you be so unprincipled as to surrender to the enemy?

Besides, is it really possible to give gifts like this?"

If Byron's record in killing fourth-level monsters is three levels higher than his, then his ability in giving gifts is at least thirty levels higher than his.

This guy really deserves to be the governor before he’s even twenty!
Then, he saw that hateful guy turned his head and looked at him. His handsome face was gradually filled with malice, and he slowly said:

"Governor Fox, it's time to talk about our business."

Feeling the pressure from Byron, he subconsciously took a half step back and swallowed:

"What business? What business can I have with you?"

Byron sat down carelessly in the archbishop's original seat, crossed one leg, and looked him up and down as if he was looking at a fat pig to be slaughtered.

It took a while to taste it:

"What business? Your life, of course.

Let's be frank, I can sell this number one record.

Our Pioneer Military Dispatch Company already has professional proxy services, so it is not completely impossible to give some of the credit to Castile in private.

It all depends on whether Mr. Governor is sincere.

Anyway, even if the deal fails, I will at most lose some money, but if the mission fails, Mr. Governor may lose more than just his life."

The current strength of Byron and the Kingdom of Hastings does not require the "right to protect religion", so even if they get first place, it will be just a decoration.

All he needs now is an "immunity" to eliminate outside interference, and by the way, remove the word "acting" from the title of "acting governor".

It would be better to use the extra merits to exchange for more benefits.

Fox was horrified.

Without Byron telling him, he knew that his future would be disastrous.

Especially after he suddenly lost Archbishop Barbatila as his backer, his solution, which was not a solution in the first place, became a pipe dream.

The opponent's knife was clearly placed on his neck.

But he still stiffened his neck and said loudly:
"We Castilians never compromise. We take back what we want in an upright manner. You are insulting my bravery and loyalty!
I will never sell out the interests of the kingdom in exchange for any proxy service.

Even if I, Fox, die in battle, even if I break the record for the shortest tenure of a governor and become a disgrace to the military, I will never pay you to fight for me!"

Then he looked at the closed door with a guilty conscience, and confirmed that there was no one outside. He took two steps forward, his old face smiling like a chrysanthemum, and pleaded in a low voice:
"Well, can it be a little cheaper?
I just took office and haven’t had time to make money yet.”

Byron simply handed him another note.

The content of this quotation is almost identical to that of the "local specialty" gift list, except that the quantity is tripled!
An additional one was added:
“Deliver 20 Lighthouse Sequence craftsmen and all their family members within one month.

and the 10 percent of the population that migrates within the country each year.”

"hiss--!"

Fox gasped at Byron's appetite.

Although he knew very well that signing this thing was like tying a noose around his neck, it would strangle him to death sooner or later.

But dying later is always better than dying early.

Finally, I gritted my teeth and signed my name on it.

All are happy.

Byron patted him on the shoulder:

"A wise choice, a pleasure to cooperate with!"

Overseas, it's not just about fighting and killing, it's also about the human relationships and worldly wisdom.

Unfortunately, the favor went to Byron, but it was Fox who paid the bill.

But who made him and his thugs lose?
What you can't get on the battlefield, you can't get at the negotiating table.

Since Byron was willing to show mercy and give him a chance, how could he not pay a heavy price?

He killed his people and took his money, but in the end he still had to thank Byron for not killing him and say thank you to Byron.

Although, in the future, I will inevitably be skinned, boned and eaten.

At this point, the disputes over the "blood disaster" and the "right to protect education" have been settled in advance.

Hold big meetings for small matters, small meetings for big matters, and no meetings for particularly important matters.

The small meeting on the distribution of interests among the three relevant parties has ended, and the rest of the meeting was naturally uneventful.

Byron also got what he wanted and became the biggest winner behind the scenes.

(End of this chapter)