Start as Inherited Baroness

“Now that my territory is new, there is no church established yet.

However, there is a prayer room in Spark Castle, and you can use it as a temporary missionary location.

There are no rooms available for living in the castle, so we can only build a house for you to live in the outer city.

You cannot hold any missionary activities outside except in the prayer room. Simon said with a faint smile.

"Lord Baron, I will obey your arrangement, but please let the free people in the territory pay the Holy Light Tax on time..." Elfman chattered endlessly.

"Shut up! Don't even look at how many free people there are in the territory!

The kingdom has exempted us from taxes for three years, and you still want the Holy Light Tax? ! Simon scolded immediately.

Elfman stopped abruptly like a goose being choked.

He slowed down and said helplessly: "Lord Baron, without the Holy Light Tax, what should we do to cover the missionary expenses?

In this hustle and bustle of the world, the radiance of the Holy Spirit shines on every corner of the world..."

"Okay! Shut up! Now you are the only missionary pastor, so what expenses can you have?

Don't worry, I will take care of your food. I will hold a dinner party tonight, please attend on time.

Hilde! Take him to the outer city to find a place to live! "

If Simon doesn't stop talking, this guy will keep talking and has no eyesight at all.

There are very few people in Western Saidi now, and those who can be sent here to preach are probably not very popular.

Either it's too rigid, or it offends people.

Speaking of which, the Church of the Holy Spirit in the Eagle Kingdom is really not doing well, otherwise Simon would not dare to be so casual with the old priest.

You know, when they reached their peak, they even dared to capture the lords from the castle and burn them at the stake.

It was also the trigger that caused a full-scale war between the aristocratic group and the Holy Spirit Church.

In the end, after a arduous battle, the nobles annihilated the six major skitarii, completely breaking the backbone of the Holy Spirit Church.

From then on, the church priests could no longer be proud. The Holy Light Tax was often owed by the lords, sometimes only for a few months a year.

Can only maintain basic daily expenses, want to form a skitarii again? That's wishful thinking.

Elfman was scolded and dared not speak out. He put on a smile and was taken away by Sylde.

Simon's ears were finally clear again. This guy talked about it endlessly. It would be better to see him less in the future.

After that, he sat in the main seat and thought about it for a while, and then continued to study the Book of Illusions.

I have become proficient in the Lighting Technique, and I am not far away from burning runes in the spiritual sea. I estimate that with a few more days of hard work, I can accomplish it.

By then, he will become a big walking light bulb and will no longer be afraid of not being able to find his way home at night.

Soon it was evening time.

A reasonably sumptuous dinner was prepared in the kitchen, including roast and pickled venison, grilled fish and boiled pheasant.

The staple food is white bread, as well as some butter, cheese and other condiments.

"Thank you, Lord Baron, for your hospitality!" Tax Officer Parkley thanked him with a smile on his face.

"Yes, thank you for the hospitality! Thank you to the Holy Spirit..." Missionary Pastor Elfman also echoed.

However, his words sounded harsh to Simon, and he complained in his heart: "It's obviously me who invited you to dinner!

In the end, it was all the work of the Holy Spirit... It was simply..."

However, Simon’s face didn’t show anything, and he just exchanged a few casual greetings: “You two have traveled thousands of miles to get here, and it’s been a long journey.

As the lord of the Valorous Territory, I welcome you to come and enjoy the delicious meal tonight..."

"Yes, yes, yes."

Tax collector Parkley was more eager, while Elfman was much more dull.

The dinner ended with a chat.

The two men bowed respectfully and then left, leaving the Lord's Hall and returning to the outer city.

Among them, the missionary pastor Elfman was nothing but a mascot.

But tax collector Parkley should not be underestimated. He was assigned by the royal family to the local lord to conduct surveillance.

They don't care much about other things, except when collecting taxes, they will help to sort out the part that belongs to the royal family.

Then at the end of the year, they will be handed over to the tax collection team and escorted to Eagle City.

The tax revenue generated by the thirty directly administered baronies in West Side should be sent to His Royal Highness Feidi, who is in the long fragrant collar.

Therefore, the tax collector sent by the kingdom is still relatively important. If you want to be accommodating, you must have a good relationship with him.

Of course, in the past, there were lords who didn't take them seriously, but unless they were big nobles, they would end badly.

Especially viscounts, barons and the like, who were once regarded as role models by the Bavaria royal family and wiped out their entire family.

"Mylan, how about the accommodation prepared for Parkley?" Simon asked.

"It's made of wood, but the workmanship is very fine."

“These days, let’s build a stone house and make it look decent.

Don't neglect your daily meals. Give it to the target...longbowman, and deliver it to him alone. "Simon warned.

"Yes!" Mailan responded respectfully.

After that, Simon said nothing more, stood up, stretched, and walked back and forth for a while.

"Help me take off my armor, I'm exhausted." He said softly.

"yes!"

Mailan, who was standing by, responded and immediately called in several female slaves to help take off the heavy scale armor on his body.

Simon went to see Winice and Kailin, and then returned to his room.

After reading the Eagle Kingdom epic, he began to record runes in the spiritual sea with the help of the Book of Illusions.

Nothing happened overnight.

The next day, Simon was woken up by a "meow~meow~" sound outside the door.

"Why is it so loud? It's not spring yet, is it?"

He muttered in distress, then got up and dressed.

After washing up with the help of the maids, he put on heavy armor and went to the lord's hall to enjoy breakfast.

Winnies, Kailin, Bara and others arrived first, but there was no food on the table.

"What are we eating today?" Simon asked lazily.

"The kitchen said that there is roasted bear meat today. It was presented by Knight Odf yesterday afternoon." Winnies smiled.

"Oh, really? He is thoughtful."

Simon was a little surprised when he heard it, and then nodded with satisfaction.

Not long after he sat down, the meals were brought over like water, and there was indeed a large piece of roasted bear meat.

Simon tasted it, but it wasn't very delicious. It was quite chewy and slightly woody. It might be because the production process and spices were not cooked enough.

They ate and chatted at the same time. Bara looked happy and had a satisfied smile on her face.

Not long after, breakfast was over.

Simon started to exercise as usual, but after just over an hour, Sarit hurriedly found him.

"Baron, Kelley sent someone to ask for help. This is a letter. It is said that Baron Berlitt has returned.

This time, their number of soldiers is far more than before, and it is estimated to be over a thousand." He reported solemnly.