Chapter 1399 Holy See: Let’s Find that New Ore! (Monthly Ticket Adds 12 Updates)
When it came to testing chromosomes, Oak Stick made a fuss and refused in every possible way, but after trying it once, he didn't resist much anymore——
Indeed, as Grete said, it doesn't hurt to peel off a strip of the inner bark of a tree.
Moreover, after digging it down, he would repeatedly release various spells according to Gretel's instructions, and Gretel would also give him natural power as additional compensation. If you don’t lose money, you still have to make money. What’s wrong with that?
The only strange thing is that he casts the spell himself, detects his own chromosomes, and is responsible for the calculations...
Grete muttered, as if he was saying "self-X, self-X" or something like that. Oak Staff pricked up his ears but didn't hear clearly. However, it is not a good word anyway, just pick up the branch and slap him!
The oak sticks all agreed, and there were no other ancient trees that refused. Carrying an oak staff, a mobile tower and a microscope, Gretel visited ancient trees one by one from the North Island to the South Island.
First let out your natural breath to communicate, then make it clear what your purpose is, and then agree to give natural power as a reward. Three axes are used to attack, and there is no disadvantage~~~
Anyway, even the World Tree didn't reject him, so which ancient tree would reject him?
Studying chromosomes and studying the relationship between chromosomes and extraordinary powers is not a job that happens overnight. Supplementing the foundation of spells and training in spells is also not a job that happens overnight.
Gretel was quite comfortable staying on Everjum Island, and he was not in a hurry. He visited and studied one ancient tree one day, one ancient tree every two or three days;
The necromancers took the council's budget, together with the elders of the Nature Order and the elf legends, slowly studied and conducted experiments without being too anxious. The time has dragged on, and it’s time to do some private work;
The queen was a little anxious, but after making the decision to "not invite necromancers to the island for the time being", it was not easy to keep urging them. Anyway, the eldest prince has been sealed for two hundred years. To be honest, it’s not more than a year or two...
No one is in a hurry, but the Glory Holy See is. Since the Golden Fleet was robbed, the power of the Holy See overseas has become weaker and weaker:
He wanted to expand his power in the New World, but was eventually pushed back. Not only was he pushed back, but the Eagle Kingdom, which was about to reach its mouth, also broke free, losing a lot of its force, and had to transfer Legend to take over;
He sent a batch of gold and silver in a good way, but was robbed in the end. Not only was he robbed, but he also lost an 18th-level heavenly knight, who was left alive and dead;
He wanted to swallow up the remaining power of the Sun Kingdom, but was finally beaten back. Not only was he beaten back, but he also lost two legends! two!
The four surrounding governor-general districts urgently dispatched manpower and sent legendaries to support them, but they were still beaten to the point where fires broke out on all sides and smoke erupted on all sides. There were many rebellions in the governor's area, and people kept turning to the false sun god.
In the end, we can only shrink our strength to the maximum and concentrate all combat power on the Governor's District Office and Yinshan, the two most important places.
In other areas, let the adventurers run and the immigrants from the Old World who have taken root here can run. Earn as much as you can, and carry it as long as you can, the Holy See doesn't care!
Even with such contraction, the Glorious Holy See felt the pain. Especially in the recent period, commercial tax losses have been very severe:
"What, high-quality wool, 15 gold coins per pack!" In the exchange, the captain of the Sea Rose looked shocked:
"I only heard when I left Port of Fairou that your fee is 25 gold coins!"
"The 25 gold coins were from last week." The trader at the counter rolled his eyelids lazily:
"Last week, the market was full of goods... Let me see, there are three ships of wool, totaling 12,000 bales. With so much wool thrown out, the price of wool will definitely drop!"
"..."
"Sell it or not?"
"What?"
"Sell or not? If not, get out of the way and don't block the road! Next one!!!"
"Forget it, no more selling!" The captain turned and left. Supply, sail, and arrive at the port of Metila, which is two days away:
"What! It's only 16 gold coins! It's only one gold coin short. I can't even make back the cost of this trip!"
Not to mention, after selling wool at the last port, you can also buy some more and take it to the next port for shipment. Every time I go in and out, I lose more than a few hundred gold coins!
"Damn it, who is so well-informed and rushing to ship the goods!"
From the Brolin Kingdom to the Rhine Kingdom, from the Rhine Kingdom to the Glorious Holy City, more than one shipowner, shipowner, and businessman pounded the table in annoyance.
Those who run offshore sell wool, iron ore, wine, and glassware. If you lose a little, you will lose a little, and it won't hurt your muscles and bones;
For those who travel far across the sea, it takes at least half a year to go back and forth from the New World to the Old World. If you go to the wrong port and don't sell it for the expected price, you will lose half of it in one wave!
The merchants made less money and the nobles received less taxes. The nobles received less taxes, and naturally there could not be more jingling gold coins falling into the pockets of the king and the archbishops.
At the end of the year and the beginning of the year, Glory Holy City checked this year's income...
"Why is a third missing?! Go check and find out what happened?!"
There's just too much going on. The Kingdom of Brolin fought a war and cut off two territories: the rebels in the Netherlands declared independence and refused to pay tithes to the Glorious Holy See at all;
The Capetian Kingdom declared its independence, and although it nominally respected the Holy See, its taxes and donations were all reduced by at least half compared to before;
Several border lords with real power in the Kingdom of Rhine, such as the "Golden Lion" Duke of Saxony, and the "White Wolf" Count Askan, also tried their best to withhold donations...
Look for the reasons, they are always there! The great famine of the past few years has not yet recovered; the Dutch are still fighting and harassing; the barbarians are going south again to rob...
In this case, the income from the Old World has only shrunk by one-third, and he is already considered the king of the Kingdom of Brolin and the Kingdom of Rhine, very pious and very loyal to the Holy See.
And income from the New World wasn't much better. The governorate of the Storm Islands has been plagued by plagues one after another. The strength of the governorate of Pelou has been greatly reduced, and merchant ships plying the sea are constantly being robbed:
"Five of their ships are attacking one of us! Five of them are attacking one of us!" The armed merchant ships of the Storm Islands Governorate bravely rushed out, rowed to the shore with planks in their arms, and escaped from the land. The captain cried with blood on his face:
"The soldiers are all brave, and the knights are not stingy with their fighting skills, but no one can survive five against one! And it's five against one that suddenly appears after encountering a storm!"
"We were ambushed! Five ships, hundreds of miles apart, completely out of sight, suddenly appeared while crossing the waterway! They got stuck before and after, that's it!"
This has not happened once or twice. The Holy See of Glory searched again and again and hanged a lot of suspected spies, but the situation failed to improve in any way.
To make matters worse, the Magic Council has developed a stronger attack method...
"boom!"
"boom!"
"boom!!!"
"We need to call back more legends to maintain pressure on the Kingdom of Kent." At another meeting, the chief referee said slowly with a dark face:
"If we don't maintain our pressure and dominant position locally, no matter how many benefits we get overseas or in another space, it will be useless. To maintain the supply of faith power and maintain the awe of the nobles towards us, we must be the most powerful one! "
"Maintaining our strength cannot be achieved by just shouting. This requires strong financial support."
The first cardinal on the Pope's left, holding a thick holy book, immediately spoke out in opposition:
"Cultivating bishops requires money, and cultivating paladins requires a lot of medicine and high-grade meat. To appease the people and shepherd the Lord's lamb, there must be a steady stream of income.
Now that the power is shrinking overseas and in other dimensions, the Holy See's finances will soon have a big problem! "
"After all, our problem is that there are too few legends." The leader of the Holy Knights said solemnly:
"The latest powerful attack that just entered the legendary Paladin can't catch it, run away, and can't run away. Can the Inquisition, or the Dervish Order, analyze it, or find a way to resist it?"
Once asked, everything fell silent. The Pope subconsciously tightened his grip on the long staff in his hand. On the top of the staff, the dove-egg-sized sapphire emitted a glimmering light, and he cast his gaze at the chief referee:
The ascetic monks don't need to think about it. They can't analyze that new attack just from the perspective of divine magic.
The only choice is to look at the Inquisition. The Inquisition has taken in many black magicians who defected and surrendered after being caught. They may be able to do something...
"Ahem, the difficulty of this new spell is at the legendary or quasi-legendary level. So far, we haven't found a way to analyze it."
The chief referee was a little embarrassed by the sight. He coughed and said bravely:
"But now there is a clue. According to the papers published by the heretics and the information we have obtained, this new spell requires a special kind of ore——"
"What ore?"
Several voices asked at the same time. The chief referee composed himself:
"Its properties are very special and very difficult to describe. We have compared all the ores we can find, and so far, we have only found one with similar properties, and the origin has not been confirmed..."
"Then keep looking! What else do you need? Money? Indulgences? Titles? The Inquisition has all these resources, right? Is there anything else that the Holy See needs to provide? - In short, I just want the results!"
The Pope answered without hesitation. The chief referee lowered his head and pondered:
"There is only one question - what should we do if the origin of this ore is not within our control?"
"The light of the Lord shines in all things." The pope answered without thinking. After a pause, he lowered his voice:
"No matter what, let's start with the areas we can actually control. If it is really necessary and it can bring glory to the majesty of the Lord, we can do it at any cost!"