vstars Chapter 228 The Holy Communion is not tasty
Chapter 228 The Holy Communion is not tasty
The sunlight shone through the gap in the curtains onto the bed opposite the bedroom, and onto John's big face while he was still sleeping. After feeling the sunlight on his face, John opened his slightly sleepy eyes, and then he got up and went to the closet to change into the clothes he would wear to meet the King of France.
The wealthy people living in the French King's Hall are particularly fond of hiring or buying slaves, so much so that even things like dressing require the help of servants after they reach adulthood. But John doesn't like this very much. Firstly, it is easy for servants to learn some secrets of their masters by going in and out of the bedroom. Secondly, if the servants are disguised assassins, the success rate of the assassination will also increase.
After changing his clothes, John went downstairs to the meeting hall to enjoy the breakfast that the servants had just prepared. Since a large number of nobles from Midland and Yuda came here, the food culture of the French King's Hall was similar to that of the two countries.
However, before John had his meal, a White Wolf Knight came up to him and said:
"Sir, someone from the Dharma King's Office has arrived and said that the Dharma King is summoning you now."
"The King of France is at work so early in the morning." John said casually. As a leader of the religious world, John knew that the King of France must be very busy, but he did not expect that he would start summoning others at dawn.
"Pass on my order. Send a hundred-man team of White Wolf Knights with me. The others stay here on standby." After John finished speaking, he shook his clothes and smoothed his hair before walking out of the barracks.
When John got outside, he found a carriage with the words "Philocratic Palace" printed on it. An envoy in a white robe holding a golden white cross staff stepped forward and said, "I'm so glad to see you."
"Master John, the King of France invites you to take Holy Communion with him."
"Oh? There's food." John's dissatisfaction at being interrupted during his meal was instantly offset when he heard this. After all, it was the King of France who invited him to dinner, so the food should not be too bad.
Thinking of this, John thanked the messenger again and boarded the carriage of the Palace of Kings of France to the central area of the Holy City. Along the way, as he got closer to the center, the buildings on both sides of the road became more luxurious and taller, and the number of carriages was increasing. John even encountered traffic jams twice. Fortunately, he was sitting in the carriage of the Palace of Kings of France, and under the guidance of the clergy in front, he quickly got rid of the congestion.
After a period of bumpy ride, the carriage stopped at the gate of the palace. Under the guidance of the messenger, John stepped onto the white quartz steps and came to the interior of the palace after passing through the lobby composed of Roman columns.
Along the way, John was impressed by the grandeur and luxury of the palace. He could only say that it was worthy of being the core of the Church of Light, being able to use so many resources and wealth to build the most magnificent palace in the world.
Originally, John thought that the King of France would meet him in the conference hall first, but the messenger took John directly through the conference hall to the backyard of the palace. This action made John think that the King of France might have something important to discuss with him. After all, things done in public places are to be seen by everyone, and the meeting in the relatively private backyard showed that the King of France did not want some people to know the content of the conversation.
After the servants pushed open the door, John discovered that the so-called backyard was actually a garden. Surrounded by high walls, countless flowers bloomed on the land. Such a vibrant scene was far different from what John had seen in the Holy City.
The messenger then whispered in John's ear:
"His Majesty the King of France is there."
Looking in the direction the messenger was facing, John saw the pavilion in the center of the garden. Compared to the sea of flowers next to it, the pavilion was relatively small, so John did not notice it at first.
Accompanied by the messenger, John came straight to the front of the pavilion. An old man wearing a French king's tall hat was sitting on a rattan chair in the pavilion, and the servants stood beside him. In front of him was a table with bread on a plate and several dark red glass bottles. He thought it might be wine.
When the two men came to him, the messenger bowed slightly and said to the King of Dharma:
"Your Majesty, Earl John has been brought here."
The King of France looked at John and pointed at the chair opposite him and said:
"I understand. You may leave first. Earl John, please take a seat."
"Thank you very much." John also responded politely, and then his heart suddenly sank when he looked at the food on the table. How could he think differently?
After John sat down, the servant beside him picked up the bottle and poured wine for John. Seeing the dark red liquid rising higher in the glass beside him, John felt completely disappointed. He couldn't get used to drinking this stuff.
"Everyone says that Earl John is the most capable of the emerging nobles. After meeting him today, I realized that you are so young." At this moment, the King of France opposite said, and John shifted his attention to the King of France. After taking a closer look at the Queen, John's first impression of the King of France was that he was thin. The old man in front of him was probably about 1.5 meters tall, and looking at his arms that were so thin that they were just skin and bones, John was afraid that he would suddenly die.
"You're too polite. There are many capable nobles at home and abroad. They are my role models." John continued, while taking a piece of bread and putting it into his mouth. Well, fortunately the bread was soft.
Looking at John chewing bread across from him, the King of France continued:
"I summoned you this time to thank you for your contributions to the Dharma King's Office and the God of Light over the years. To be honest, the world has been so chaotic in recent years that no one wants to pay even the tithe. You are the only one who has been paying the tax for worshiping the gods in the past few years."
John, who was listening to the King of France's constant chatter, could only nod while stuffing the bread into his mouth. Even though the bread itself had no taste and was only slightly sweet after being stuffed into his mouth, John had to choose to swallow it. He was too hungry now because he had not eaten breakfast.
"At the same time, I heard that the common people in your territory are living a happy life, unlike the common people in other nobles who are hungry and ragged. I also heard that your territory was not affected by the plague and no one died from it. How did you do it?"
After hearing this, John swallowed the bread in his mouth and began to promote his own medical products:
"Your Majesty, the reason why the civilians in my territory have not been greatly affected by the plague is not only because of the strict implementation of the border policy to prevent outsiders from entering the territory, but also because of the protective clothing and medical kits produced by my subordinates..."
The next day, when John woke up and looked at the trade license on the bedside table, he felt infinite joy in his heart.
Thanks to John's persistent promotion yesterday, the King of France agreed to John's trade request and held a public mass for him to thank John for his devotion to the Lord. John also got to know some high-ranking people in the church that day and expanded his network through conversations.
"Okay, now I'm going to go back and order people to produce those medical products, and then a lot of gold coins will flow into my treasury."
Just as John was fantasizing about his future financial freedom, there was a knock on the door. John tidied up his clothes and opened the door. A White Wolf Knight stood outside the door. When he saw John, he said:
"Sir, there is a man named Theodore outside who wants to see you."