The victory of a religion in another world is so easy?

Tanl had never felt so real.

Dodging the incoming blade, Tanl's two-handed sword danced rapidly in his hands, slicing the enemy in front of him in two from the shoulder, through the chest, to the heart, and then to the waist.

Just as he was looking for his next enemy, he discovered that the other side had already fled.

Tanl glanced at the soldiers beside him, who were also covered in blood, and calmly ordered, "No need to chase."

Pursuit will also result in losses, and expanding the gains will not result in additional commissions from the lord. The previous agreement did not calculate the money based on the number of people killed.

The mercenaries who survived and escaped from the Green Leaf Marquis's army will probably remember this morning for the rest of their lives, facing an army that was only a little over a third of their own size.

Arrows rained down again and again, while spearmen on the riverbank never retreated.

And then there's this towering knight wielding a two-handed greatsword.

The knight stood there like a city wall.

At least now, no one would believe that Tanl is a paladin, except for a certain messenger from the Church of the Torch who is hesitating whether to come and acknowledge him.

Ever since the messenger of the Torch Church learned that the Supreme Paladin Tanl had arrived in Blackbrow Territory, he followed him all the way. After arriving in Blackbrow Territory, he made some more inquiries and then joined the Abundant Mercenary Group.

He could recognize the Torch Church's highest-ranking paladin armor from afar. Although Tanl had cleverly blacked it out, nothing else had changed.

Although as an ordinary member of this mercenary group, he didn't have many opportunities to test Tanl, he could still roughly confirm that Tanl was probably just lost, rather than betraying his faith.

After thinking it over, he decided to go up and ask. He had met Tanl a few times when he was at the Torch Church, and he really didn't want to believe that such an upright and kind paladin would betray the Torch Church for no reason.

the other side.

Count Black Brown's strategy was only half successful. In his mind, since conflict had already occurred and peace was irreversible, the opportunity could not be missed.

He originally thought that by sending a small contingent of troops to block the main body of the Green Leaf Marquis's army, he could lead his own troops straight into the Green Leaf Marquis's headquarters and capture him alive.

Unexpectedly, Earl Greenleaf was betting on both sides, sending a large number of mercenaries to the front lines to confront Tanl, while keeping his elite cavalry by his side. Although they couldn't defeat Earl Blackbrown's troops, escaping wouldn't be a problem.

Thus, the Greenleaf Marquis's cavalry escorted him on his escape, while the Black-Brown Earl pursued him relentlessly, but ultimately failed to catch up.

In the end, it was the Marquis of Green Leaf who was more familiar with his territory. After a series of maneuvers, he successfully escaped the pursuit of Earl of Black Brown.

As a result, Earl Blackbrown could only plunder and retreat. He could not directly occupy Marquis Greenleaf's territory, as this would directly become the fuse for a full-scale war, although it was already close to that point.

However, as the brother-in-law of the second prince, Count Blackbrown was still not allowed to be the first to start a war.

However, the looting would recover a significant portion of the losses. As for what the villagers and citizens who were robbed thought, that was not within Count Black Brown's consideration; all nobles in this world did the same thing.

Now, after paying the mercenaries' commissions, he still has a considerable surplus.

The Black-Brown Earl, who was in a fairly good mood, took the battle report from his subordinate. He was so surprised that he almost dropped it. The mercenaries and conscripts who could be considered abandoned and used to delay the main force of the Green Leaf Marquis had actually won.

It seems we need to re-evaluate Tanl and the Crescent Moon Territory behind him. His combat skills are so exaggerated. If we really enter a full-scale civil war and he were to lead the army, the army's combat power would definitely become much stronger, or even double.

Moreover, according to Tanl, he is not the leader; the leader of their Crescent Moon Territory is someone else.

If a civil war were to break out, Count Blackbrown felt that he could simply grant Crescent Territory a fief.

In peacetime, the number of nobles needs to be strictly controlled because there are too many monks and not enough flesh. But now, Count Blackbrown feels that Crescent Lands is fully worthy of the value of Tanl and the people behind him.

The premise is that the second prince can actually obtain the throne; at that time, all he needs to do is mention it.

The aristocratic system in this world is quite peculiar. To confer a new noble title, especially a real one, requires the approval of both the king and the council of nobles. However, once the title is conferred, the noble is only accountable to his consort.

At least on the surface, that's how it is. If a new baron is appointed in Crescent Moon Territory, he only needs to be accountable to Count Black Brown, and not to the king.

The classic saying is: "My vassal's vassal is not my vassal."

……

At the outpost in Crescent Territory, Rand is overseeing the production of sterilizing gauze and alcohol. With current technology, it is possible to develop distilled alcohol, but the efficiency is very low and the yield is also very poor.

He wondered when he would be able to recruit some alchemy apprentices and have his own alchemy workshop.

Olena walked in, looked at Rand, and said, "Baron Lakesource has sent another threatening letter, saying that if we don't bring our wealth to beg for mercy, he will gather a large army to annihilate us."

"What is he up to now?" Rand frowned. Why was this baron so persistent?

Olena explained, "They might want to unite with nearby nobles, or hire mercenaries."

Rand frowned. The hideout was about to be harvested in the fall, and the training of those magical steel soldiers was still in progress. If Baron Lakesource attacked, it would be really difficult to deal with.

Chapter 61 The Origin of the Battle to Protect Underpants (Bonus Chapter, please continue reading!)

It rained yesterday, but the sun is shining today. Land is supervising the sugar production. They have planted quite a few sugar beets, but the sugar production process is still quite primitive, involving simple boiling, filtering, and refining.

Making white sugar requires controlling the crystallization process, as well as desalting and bleaching. If alchemists come along in the future, let them study these things.

Now, only the most basic sugar-making process is needed to ensure the supply of flavored fruit juice.

As adventurers gradually amassed wealth from the ruins and became more generous, the mixed juices finally started selling well.

The ruins here have ten levels, each with a large space. Currently, these adventurers are still on the first level, but the fact that the ruins have more than one level has already excited many of them.

This means that the wealth here will not be exhausted in a short time, and Rand does not collect any taxes on the output of the ruins, but only requires that the intelligence and records obtained must be sold to the hideout.

There's really no need to tax them. The real source of wealth is to take advantage of adventurers' basic needs like food, clothing, shelter, and transportation. Rand, who was a modern person in his previous life, knows this all too well.

The dangers of the ruins aren't too serious; it's practically a paradise for adventurers.

You should know that many adventurers either help nobles deliver things or find pets, or they hunt monsters in the wild, such as goblins and demonized boars.

This kind of work is either extremely poorly paid or extremely dangerous.

Even on adventure and treasure hunt missions, there is often little to no wealth to be gained.

After observing the workshop for a while and confirming that there were no problems, Rand headed towards the Lord's Hall.

Because the operation was illegal, trade with nearby noble territories could not be carried out on a large scale. They could only send small groups of people disguised as villagers to trade, and they were exploited and even robbed.

However, if Tanl's campaign is successful, the hideout will likely gain some legitimacy soon. It won't need to be formally granted a noble title; as long as the Second Prince's faction considers the hideout's forces to be one of their own, many things will become much easier.

Due to the recent outbreak of war, Rand has not received any letters from Tanl yet, and is still very worried.

The current Lord's Hall is an extension of the original sacrificial chamber into a Lord's Longhouse. Above the entrance to the Longhouse is a giant snake skull. Inside the Longhouse, it has been decorated.

The longhouse has chandeliers on both sides and a dark red carpet in the middle, with a stone chair at each end of the carpet, giving it the air of a throne.

However, Rand felt somewhat uncomfortable sitting there, and since there was no diplomatic need at the moment, he never sat there.

The Lord's Longhouse connects to the Rand living area on one side and the office area on the other. Through constant training, these office apprentices are no longer a burden to Ellie and Olena.

Therefore, these two finally escaped the situation of working all year round and were able to take a half-day or a day off occasionally, but at this time they were still working.

Ellie skillfully processed the documents and then piled them aside, waiting for Olena to review them. If there were no problems, she would approve them directly; if there were problems, Rand would have to make the final decision.

Every so often, they would also compile a briefing to keep Rand informed of the progress of the hideout during that period.

Ellie was wearing a bright yellow suit, probably bought from a tailor shop in the town managed by Taran. Although it wasn't as exquisite as her own clothes, her appearance made her look good and she didn't look dowdy.

It was obvious that Rand was just loitering around rather than helping out, so Ellie didn't offer him a seat. She glanced up at the busy clerk apprentices in the distance and whispered, "That Elsa seems to have said she wants to get revenge on you?"

Rand nodded: "There's nothing to be afraid of. I have Lysa and Olena taking turns watching over me, so she can't do anything to me."

"She seems like a sensible person." Some time ago, when she was pressuring Elsa to work as an adventurer introducer, she had some contact with Elsa and her opinion of this strange girl was fairly good.

After thinking for a moment, Ellie said strangely, "But she doesn't seem quite normal."

Rand continued nodding: "That's a curse from God. The divine gift received was too powerful, which caused some negative effects."

Ellie looked at Rand with a puzzled expression, wondering how Rand knew this information.

Rand didn't explain. He had already figured out that as long as he didn't explain, he wouldn't have to explain the source of some information. Everyone in the hideout, including Ellie and Olena, trusted him completely.

"Then she'll come and steal your things?" Ellie continued to ask, while Olena, who was next to her, also stopped working on her documents and looked over with her soft eyes.

Rand nodded. Maybe, but there's nothing valuable in the hideout. The real treasures are the people and buildings there, which can't be stolen.

“Did you piss her off?” Ellie said.

Rand always felt that Ellie's words had a hidden meaning.

Ellie's words were indeed loaded with meaning. After hesitating for a moment, she said, "Do you think it's possible that she might try to steal your underwear?"

Rand's heart skipped a beat, and he hesitated, "It shouldn't be that bad, right? The last time she stole the underwear was probably just an accident. I don't think she seems like a pervert."

It's definitely much better than Ryza.

“I think,” Ellie cleared her throat, teasingly adding, “people can do anything when they’re desperate.”

Rand wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, thinking that this little thing shouldn't have driven Elsa, who seemed fairly normal, into a pervert who specialized in stealing people's underwear.

……

Elsa was very annoyed. Since she found the golden tree seed in the ruins, adventurers kept coming up to her, knocking and asking about the ruins. No matter where she went, they would come, which was driving her crazy.

Fortunately, the valuable treasure had already left her, and she herself was quite skilled, so no ill-intentioned adventurers came to cause her trouble.

But it's still very troublesome!

Elsa stayed in her hotel room, gritting her teeth, plotting her revenge against Rand.

The very troublesome thing is that, although this Rand is cunning, insidious, despicable, shameless, has no bottom line, is greedy for money, and has a dark heart, he is still a good person.

At least under his rule, this Crescent Moon Territory did not have the same sense of despair as the surrounding territories that had been embroiled in war. Moreover, he treated adventurers well. Although there were many paid services, most of them were reasonable, and there was no situation where prices were inflated to meet demand.

If she hadn't been tricked, she would have liked Rand very much. As for the trick, it can only be said that Rand saw through her kleptomania. In the end, it was actually her own problem.

Therefore, she couldn't use many methods against this Rand. If she wanted to get revenge on this bastard, she could only resort to some pranks that disgusted him, and even these pranks couldn't really disturb his work.

Otherwise, she would feel guilty if Crescent Moon Territory and the resort were to shut down.

Elsa is now in a dilemma, but not seeking revenge is absolutely impossible!

Chapter 62 The Battle to Protect the Underpants, Cooperation with the Adventurers' Guild

After racking her brains in the hotel, Elsa's eyes caught sight of her underwear.

This reminded her of the first time she met Rand, when she had the urge to steal and tried to steal Rand's belongings, only to end up stealing his warm underwear.

Even now, thinking back on it still makes me feel a little disgusted.

Thinking of this, she suddenly paused. She seemed to have found a way to get revenge on Rand, but this method might be somewhat harmful to both herself and others.

But as long as I can get revenge, that's all that matters. It's getting cold, so wear less underwear, Rand!

Elsa darted out of the inn in a flash. As a high-ranking thief, in this resort full of adventurers, her strength was among the best, if not the strongest.