Throne of the North.

Chapter 267: The War of Faith Ends? The Political Struggle Begins

What should I do? Kill her?
To be fair, Ryan always stands on the side of the Empire. Even if there is no Empire, he has no good feelings towards the existence of the Holy See.

The privileges and status brought by faith have corrupted the royal power of the lords.

He had previously realized that the missionaries of the Vatican would be able to detect that he had touched the copy of the Dawn Doctrine, so he had the intention to kill these people and wrote those letters.

If Marquis Beifeng could kill these missionaries, Ryan would be happy to see that there are some things that the Holy See might never know, and Ryan would be spared a lot of trouble.

Looking at the archbishop in front of him, Ryan couldn't make up his mind for a long time.

There was no other way. He thought it would be difficult for him now to kill this man even the legendary knight couldn't, let alone kill him without making any sound.

then……

"Your Excellency the Archbishop, why are you here again?"

Ryan ignored the blood on the other person's body and asked.

"Mr. Ryan."

Adriana saluted Ryan and said:

"I am leaving now. Please believe that the light of dawn will shine upon this land in the near future."

Ryan frowned.

"Archbishop, I said I am not a believer of the Dawn, I am a baron of the Empire."

Adriana didn't explain anything, but handed a token to Ryan.

"That snow eagle is a mount I captured in the North. It cannot return to the South with me, so I am giving it to you, Lord Ryan."

Ryan's eyes lit up.

"Archbishop, do you want to use holy water to heal your injury?"

The Archbishop of Big Wave in front of him was also stunned, only to see that Ryan had already taken out the holy water.

This was given by her to the other party.

Bathed in the glow of holy water, the archbishop's complexion looked visibly better.

"Thank you very much."

Both of them had strange expressions. This originally belonged to the Holy See, but now the Archbishop of the Holy See needed to express his gratitude.

But Ryan has been professionally trained and will not reveal his facial expressions.

"Sir Ryan, the light of the morning sun will surely dispel the coldness of the North."

As he left, the archbishop's expression was extremely serious.

"Of course I believe in the power of the gods."

Watching the archbishop heading towards the Andara Kingdom, Ryan guessed that the other party would borrow the power of the Feather Dragon Legion to return to the south.

So... things in the Northern Province are over?

I'm afraid not.

These missionaries from the Vatican are just scouts. What kind of information will they convey back to the Vatican?
Ryan didn't know, but information like stubbornness and difficulty in educating was definitely necessary.

The information they convey will determine the Holy See's true attitude towards the North Wind Province.

The next time, the people who come may not be a few missionaries and some shady assassins.

……

"My Lord Marquis, under your wise and powerful command, the missionaries of the Holy See no longer dare to covet the land of the empire."

"This is the victory of the empire, and also your glory."

"Hahahaha, Garder, this is not only mine, it's yours as well. I will not ignore the contribution of the Northern Wind Province."

Marquis Beifeng laughed happily, and the lords around him echoed him.

He reported the deaths of those lords to the southern part of the empire as quickly as possible, but unexpectedly, the royal family and the great nobles did not have much anger about the deaths of these lords, and only told him that the matter would be blamed on the Church. Marquis Beifeng did not care about the rest of the warning that he must not let the nobles die again.

What a joke! The Holy See had already been defeated by him, so how could there be nobles killing each other within the North Wind Province?

Suddenly thinking of Lingdu County, Marquis Beifeng restrained his smile a little.

"Write a letter and ask Viscount Miles and Viscount Dragun to come see me."

The deaths of these pioneer lords, even if serious, would not have occurred within the empire, but on the battlefield in the south. However, the death of a viscount, no matter how he died, was a major event in the empire.

This matter will not be buried for a long time.

"My Lord Marquis, from now on, the North Wind Province will be yours. Do you think... you can consider the wealth that belongs to you?"

Lord Garder next to him suggested that this descendant from the ancient Rose Family has now become the military strategist in the circle.

"Gardel, what do you mean?"

"As a marquis and governor, how can you watch other minor nobles gain so much wealth from another dimension?"

"You have been canonized. Your future source of income will depend on your own territory..."

Gardel reminded, causing Marquis Beifeng to react.

Indeed, it cannot be seen in the short term, but in the long run, it will not work without a stable source of wealth.

It would definitely not work if he just relied on farming as he couldn't create miracles every day.

"That's it..."

……

"My Lord Baron, my master asked me to tell you that the Marquis summoned him and Viscount Dragun to Thundercloud Mountain."

A servant who looked like a butler came to the Tundra Territory and told Ryan about this.

"Two Viscounts?"

Ryan blinked. He was still dealing with the faith of the God of Light, so it was most likely not aimed at him.

So, it was the death of the previous Viscount Dragun.

The death of a viscount noble had not caused any commotion before, but that didn't mean it didn't cause any waves in the southern part of the empire.

The letter sent by the Clayton family before mentioned this matter, and the nobles even used this matter to question the royal family.

Later, when those bright pioneers came to the North Wind Province, some of the lords from aristocratic families were able to obtain this fiefdom and title, which was also the reason for this doubt.

The two viscounts were not that stupid. It would have been fine if they simply called themselves, but when they called each other, there was only one thing that could connect them.

Viscount Miles was naturally a little panicked, so he sent someone to tell Baron Ryan, hoping that he could come up with a solution.

What can I do about this...

Ryan narrowed his eyes slightly. This kind of matter, of course, belonged to the two viscount families, and he would not get involved.

It is not impossible to continue to weaken the authority of the two viscounts in Lingdu County.

Five days later.

Master Ryan, who was inspecting the progress of the terraced fields and frightening the serfs, received a letter from afar.

He clenched his hands tightly, and some of the hard letters were broken into pieces by his crush.

"Haha, I didn't expect the Marquis to change his mind so quickly. As soon as the missionaries of the Holy See left, he turned around and set his sights on the big piece of meat in the other world."

The letter in Ryan's hand came from a noble in Leiyun County. After all, he still had some land there and had a good relationship with the surrounding nobles.

More importantly, in the eyes of Marquis Beifeng, the pioneers of light who followed him to Beifeng Province, those lords were his own people, and the others, even the nobles of Leiyun County, had to rank behind.

This ranking also directly led to the division of benefits.

So Baron Ryan received the letter as soon as possible.

(End of this chapter)