On April 12, 1174, in the evening west, the king's audience room.

A month has passed since the Protestant establishment ceremony. Todd was sitting at the table, looking at the drop-shaped earrings in his palm, listening absently to the monks' reports.

"Your Majesty, look, this is the agenda of the first Protestant pastor's assembly."

Looking at the thick stack of paper that the monk Joe handed over, Todd glanced at it casually, then gave it back to the other party: "You and Moore are responsible for this matter, and I won't interfere."

Joe touched the "Mediterranean" above his head, showing a troubled expression.

Todd sighed: "With regard to Protestant affairs, if there is any uncertainty, you can use a democratic resolution to determine it. By the way, have you received the donation I asked Harkins to allocate to you?"

"We have received the donation from the palace, but your Majesty, you donated so much money at once, it is really..."

Todd waved his hand indifferently: "At the ceremony, I have already expressed my attitude that the Protestant religion will not charge taxes, let alone sell indulgences. All funds are derived from donations. Now, the sect has just been established, and the funding is sure. When it is tight, I will treat the money I donated as start-up funds."

Listening to Todd's words, Monk Joe wiped the corners of his eyes moved.

"One more thing, I want to ask you, how is the registration of Protestant followers?"

"From the end of the Protestant ceremony to today, in this month, the citizens of Twilight City have crossed the threshold of the cathedral, even though we have added 300 new followers who are responsible for registering religious status, and we have printed tens of thousands of additional registrations. The application form is still in short supply."

Todd nodded and asked, "Aside from the citizens of Twilight City, are those kings and nobles enthusiastic about becoming a Protestant?"

"As of yesterday evening, there are already 27 royal family members from the kingdoms who have applied to join the Protestant Church, and this number is increasing every day."

"Twenty-seven? Where are these kingdoms located geographically?"

"Most are the kingdoms of the Western Diocese, and some are the kingdoms of the Central Diocese."

Hearing the monk's narration, Todd understood the current situation.

Those kingdoms close to Muxicheng would naturally not have much burden to join Protestantism; but those kingdoms that are close to the Heavenly Father Church and the Orthodox Church still have some geopolitical concerns about converting to Protestantism.

Todd said to the monk Joe: "In recruiting Christians, we will increase our work and influence, and strive to get more people to convert to Protestantism. If funds are tight, you can submit an application to Huggins, and I will donate separately. "

Watching Monk Joe leave the room, Todd began to think about the next expansion mode of Protestantism.

Relying solely on the spread of religion and belief, the speed of spread will inevitably be extremely slow. After all, if you want to compete with the Heavenly Father Church and the Orthodox Church for believers, you still have to rely on coercive forces.

However, the traditional method of war is definitely not feasible.

After all, the Protestant religion and the other two sects share the Bible as a program, and they are the same religion. The rash use of troops will inevitably lead to dissatisfaction among believers and panic in the secular kingdom.

Thinking of this, Todd recruited Huggins: "If I remember correctly, is there an external action team under the overall situation of Xi'an?"

Huggins nodded and said, "Yes, the captain is Randall "Lone Wolf"."

"Randall, a familiar name."

"Your Majesty, have you forgotten? It was the guy from Guyan City who had the ability to "regenerate". At that time, in order to create a public opinion guide, you deliberately cultivated him as a heterogeneous hero. Later, after several wars in Western City, I took him Together with some other more active aliens, they pulled into the overall situation of Xi’an as an external action team."

Todd asked with interest: "Tell me, what have they done?"

"They used to serve as the surveillance and security work around Twilight City. In order to protect the fleeing aliens, Randall led a group of like-minded aliens to secretly initiate multiple assassinations and obstructions to the heretical trial army. The escape route was unblocked; during the Silver Ring War, they spontaneously organized and penetrated into the barbarian coalition forces to bring back first-hand intelligence; and when the North Island fought..."

Todd said with a smile, "Tell that Randall, I want to see him."

Huggins nodded: "I will find him now."

Two hours later, Todd summoned Randall in the garden of the kingdom.

The appearance of the latter, in Todd's eyes, is still vaguely like the past, but over the years, the man who had been crying in the confessional has grown into a qualified warrior.

"His Majesty."

Randall bowed deeply at Todd.

Pointing his finger at the opposite chair, Todd sitting in the pavilion said: "Randall, if I remember correctly, you were originally an orion?"

"Yes, I live on hunting in Guyan City."

"So what about your team? What are they good at?"

"Kimberly is proficient in medicine and poisons, Cheryl has a high level of concealment and detection, and Barbara is a genius in speech and disguise..."

Hearing a familiar name, Todd interrupted Randall's speech temporarily: "Barbara? Is it the same name or another person? I remember she seems to be from the Golden Skylark Theater..."

Randall nodded and confirmed: "Barbara is an actor from the Golden Skylark Troupe."

Huggins said to Todd strangely: "Your Majesty, don't you remember? The alien team led by Randall uses the Golden Skylark Theater as a concealment and conducts operations in other countries through touring performances."

The latter touched his forehead. Huggins did submit to him the structure of the Security Bureau before, and each department and even each member gave him an introduction. However, when he got the thousand-page report, Todd just looked at the previous point, and completely lost the courage to continue.

"It's better to use Golden Skylark Theater as a cover for action." Todd gently buckled the table and said to Randall, "I want to give you a special task."

Randall stood up straight and said excitedly to Todd: "Your Majesty, as long as you give an order, even if we are to assassinate the Pope..."

Todd waved his hand: "At this juncture, if the Pope of Tyrol City dies, it will be a big problem for us... My task is to use the opportunity of the theater company to perform to the Father’s Church. In cities under control, Protestant doctrines were disseminated, corruption and crimes of other sects were exposed, and opportunities were found to incite religious rebellion."

Todd then said to Huggins: "Regarding funds, equipment, and helpers, if Randall has any needs, you can directly allocate it to him."

Seeing the two people in front of him nodded and said yes, Todd was about to explain some details of the action in detail, when a rush and loud bell suddenly spread throughout the entire twilight city ~lightnovelpub.net~ interrupted him.

Looking in the direction of the clock tower in surprise, Todd asked loudly, "What's the matter?!"

Huggins frowned: "This is an emergency military alarm. Generally, such a bell will appear only when there is a major military threat in the kingdom."

Todd was waiting to ask another question, and a guard knight hurried over: "Your Majesty, Master Cumberland asked for an audience."

Todd waved his hand and told Randall to step back first, and said to the guard: "Let him come over."

Seeing Cumberland and the lieutenants of the Knights hurriedly walked into the garden and came to him, Todd asked suspiciously: "What's the matter with the bell in the city?"

Cumberland and the adjutants looked at each other, and everyone's faces were invariably tense and nervous. The difference is that Cumberland can still maintain the composure he deserves, and it is not too much for others to describe it as "face as earthy".

Todd raised his voice: "What is going on?!"

Cumberland glanced carefully at the king and sighed: "Your Majesty, there is a good news and a bad news. Which one do you want to hear first?"

Todd rubbed his eyebrows, and said solemnly, "Say the good news first."

"The good news is that Pope Alexander of the Heavenly Father's Church is dead."

Hearing these words, Todd opened his eyes and roared incredibly: "Dead? How did you die?!"

Cumberland gave a smile more ugly than crying: "Scared to death."

The rare face of the other party made Todd smile bitterly: "The Pope was scared to death? Are you kidding me?!"

Cumberland swallowed: "Your Majesty, the next is bad news... The Ayub Empire in the south launched a hundred thousand troops and captured the holy city in the east last month..." (https:)

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