System: Build My Own Territory

Chapter 820: Chapter 263: Patricide for Ascendancy (10,000 Words)

The cavalry, dressed in breastplates with the emblem of the cross, escorted a carriage as it slowly exited Weng City.

After the heavy closing sound of the iron gate, Samuel, at the front of the procession, couldn’t help but turn back.

The city wall at the mountain pass, enough to separate the outer world from the territory inside.

At a glance, he felt the awe-inspiring and unyielding majesty!

With such a wall and so many fully armed soldiers stationed,

plus the large equipment on the walls,

Lord Lynn could fully rely on this wall to quietly develop his territory.

When he possesses greater power, he can directly send an army to wage external wars!

While these thoughts swirled in Samuel’s mind,

a voice called from behind.

"Samuel!"

Hearing this familiar voice, Samuel quickly pulled the reins of his warhorse, moving to the side of the road.

He waited for the carriage in the middle of the procession to come to his side.

Samuel addressed Simo inside the carriage.

"Lord Bishop."

Simo glanced at him and instructed,

"Increase speed; I need to return to Kakasong City as soon as possible."

"And inform the priest in the Church that I need to hold an internal meeting."

Samuel complied upon hearing the words, "Yes, Lord Bishop!"

With the words, Samuel fiercely shook the reins in his hand.

As he rode, Samuel shouted to the moving cavalry and carriage convoy,

"Increase speed, increase speed, return to Kakasong City as soon as possible!"

Following Samuel’s orders, responses echoed within the procession.

They all hurried their warhorses to hasten the speed.

Sitting inside the carriage, Simo felt his body pushed back against the seat as it accelerated.

Fortunately, the cushioned seat stopped his backward momentum.

Simo adjusted his sitting position, making himself more comfortable.

His gaze was deep as he looked at the large swath of retreating wild grass outside the carriage.

He murmured to himself,

"Attempting to use the Church’s power to legally and logically incorporate the entirety of Morgan Town..."

Rising step by step from a candle-holder and assistant in arranging religious instruments,

to finally becoming the Church Bishop of the Kakasong District at thirty-five,

Simo could easily guess Lynn’s intention.

To have come this far.

No one could be someone who is entirely driven by base instincts without any intellect.

Showing foolishness in the face of unknown dangers often puts others at ease.

Even makes them less guarded towards him.

However, even if Lynn wanted to exploit the pretext of paying the tithe,

hoping to leverage the Church,

to obtain legal documents and social acknowledgment to control Morgan Town.

Even so, Simo didn’t care!

Firstly,

the Kakasong City Church does indeed own considerable land within the entire Kakasong City territory.

These lands are used for agricultural production, or religious site construction,

or rented to the Free People and nearby Lords for rent collection.

This is one of the Church’s critical economic sources.

But,

Morgan Town was never Church land.

It belonged to Marquis Ducas!

Meaning,

even if he, as the Kakasong District Bishop, acknowledges Lynn as the Lord of the entire Morgan Town, he wouldn’t suffer any loss!

At most, he would pay a trivial price.

Publicly expressing gratitude to Lynn for paying the tithe at certain religious ceremonies.

Then introduce Lord Lynn, who contributed to the Church, at some banquet events.

As for the rights he promised to grant Lynn...

Any Lord or nobility that pays the tithe can acquire those rights.

He just needed to have Church Officials issue a document.

Of course,

these rights merely represent the Church’s stance.

How local ruling Lords think or feel has nothing to do with the Church.

Simply put,

as long as Lynn is willing to pay the tithe, it only benefits the Church without any harm.

As for the destination of the tax in Gold Pounds,

Naturally, it would end up in his pocket!

He never intended to report the Gold Pounds from Lynn’s tithe to the Archbishop.

Because even if reported, it would only enter the Archbishop’s pocket.

Rather than that,

he might as well keep this Gold Pound in his pocket,

using it to gather enough capital for promoting to an Archbishop later!

As for now, he still wasn’t aware of the salt mine’s extraction and fine salt production scale in Lynn Territory.

However,

the normal production efficiency of a salt mine can produce roughly two thousand pounds of fine salt daily!

According to the current market price, nearly nine is a pound.

If the Church collects a tenth as a tithe...

Converting, it could get more than seven Gold Pounds a day.

That’s two hundred and ten Gold Pounds a month.

Two thousand five hundred and twenty Gold Pounds a year.

For the expenses of the entire Church, this is naturally nothing.

But for it all entering Simo’s personal pocket,

it’s undoubtedly a great fortune!

Only with enough money could he have the capital to maneuver with the Church hierarchy,

could he continue climbing upwards.

Until then,

he could leave the small city of Kakasong to go to a more prosperous large city.