The arrival of the Stedetin Legion made the citizens of the Holy City feel very novel. These troops from the border county of Pumbrus, dressed in strange and bright clothes, were completely different from those in the territory of the mainland. When many nobles learned that these were not the kind of recruiting soldiers under other priests, but were basically mercenaries, they were amazed.

"Sir, you are finally here, welcome." Baron Liugudi and Bald Otto welcomed Schwab's arrival together in the Teutonic Knights' Territory. After a month, Schwab adjusted his ruling structure in Stedeingshire and mobilized the nobles in the territory to collect materials for the Eastern Expedition. Unlike the nobles who participated in the collection of expeditions in other territories, the usual nobles led their soldiers to rob them all the way through the Eastern Expedition. The materials needed were collected through this robber-like method. Anyway, these were not their own territory. Therefore, both the same religious territories and the pagan territories along the Eastern Expedition were hated by these robber-like crusaders.

"Thank you, my friends. This month has really made me tired, haha, but fortunately it went very smoothly. The materials needed have been assembled through the nobles and merchants." Schwab nodded and walked into the tent, sat on a chair covered with soft bear skin, and the thick bear skin made him relax.

"Oh, in fact, you don't have to pay for it yourself. We can collect materials from the territory along the way like other lords. We help them resist the invasion of pagans. It is also their right to take out such a little bit of materials." Bald Otto said disapprovingly. This idea is also the common concept of people in this era.

"No, Otto Srik told me that the territories along the Eastern Expedition had long hated the Crusaders. They would definitely hide in the castle with clear barriers. Do you think we can still collect supplies? If we go on the Eastern Expedition without half of anything, we may have become food for shooting wolves before we reach the City of Jewish." Schwab knew the truth that the army had not moved the food and grass before it was moved. The kind of Crusade operation carried out with an impulse was really enough to defeat all kinds of things. Only during the Third Crusade, the Crusade organized by the kings successfully captured Jewish, which fully demonstrated the importance of the logistics organization.

"So that's it. It's not easy to say that this Eastern Expedition is still not easy." Baron Liugudi said with a frown.

"Ha, don't worry, Lao Lauke and the others have already discussed it, which is why they have to collect supplies by themselves." Schwab smiled. These difficulties also stumped Lao Lauke and other courtiers at the beginning, but Schwab quickly broke out of this thinking pattern. After all, the vision of the era that has surpassed a thousand years is incomparable to them.

"Do you have any good ideas? You are wise and afraid of Lord Jue." Bald Otto asked tentatively.

"Yes, walking from land is not only slow, but also very dangerous. Robbers, shooting wolves, diseases, climate, hunger, and these will damage the lives of soldiers. Therefore, I decided to go on the sea and go directly to Yale City." Schwab patted the armrest of the wooden chair and said to the stunned Baron Liugudi and Bald Otto.

"Does the entire army pass through the surging sea?" Baron Liugudi asked in surprise. It was not that no one did this from the sea to the city of Jerusalem, but it was a small-scale merchant or pilgrim. Due to the backward navigation technology, large-scale troop transport was basically impossible. The largest sea boat was only thirty or forty people. In the unpredictable sea, a wave could destroy the ship and kill people.

"This is an adventure, a life-threatening death." Otto, bald, muttered in a low voice, but in this tent with only three people, the voice was heard very clearly.

"Ha, I knew you would say that. Don't worry, since I can do this, I will definitely be fully prepared." Schwab said firmly.

Cardinal Dezso has been very busy recently. His nephew has become the new pope. Therefore, Cardinal Dezso's status has risen. He is almost headed by him in the cardinal organization. Cardinal Edward, who lost in the election, has also fallen into silence. Some people say that Cardinal Edward's old illness has relapsed and is already lying on the sick and waiting for the Lord's call. In the holy city, the messengers from various kingdoms and noble dukes knew very well that Cardinal Dezso's power would be as unstoppable as the rising sun, so they appeared in the Cardinal's official residence and surrounded the most powerful bishop who would become the continent.

"Master Bishop, the Earl of Stockingshire, Lord Schwab came to visit. Do you have time to meet him?" Cardinal Dezso sat in the official residence, surrounded by a group of great nobles in noble clothes and various golden pendants. They seemed to be discussing something together. At this time, a low-ranking priest walked in and reported to Cardinal Dezso.

"What? An earl actually wants the bishop to condescend to receive him?" The dukes sneered. In their opinion, an unknown duke was not qualified to be received by the Pope's guardian, let alone a country count, but they were soon surprised. Cardinal Dezso heard that it was Schwab coming and stood up immediately.

"Let the Earl come in quickly." Cardinal DeGexo said quickly.

"Yes, bishop." Soon, Schwab and his group walked in with great pride. After seeing Cardinal Dezso, Schwab stepped forward and bent down, took the bishop's right hand, kissed his ring. From beginning to end, the bishop looked at Schwab and others with a smile on his face.

"Who is this? Why can I get so kind to the Bishop?" The dukes whispered in a low voice. Perhaps seeing the dukes' suspicion, the bishop looked around the dukes around and introduced them loudly.

"This is the great commander of the Teutonic Knights, the close friend of Massimilk, the royal adviser of the Kingdom of Pumbrus, and Lord Schwab.

"Oh, so that's it~~." The long list of titles made the dukes exclaim. Unexpectedly, this unknown count had such a close relationship with the Pumbrus royal family, but the bishop's words shocked them even more.

"Earl Schwab is also the savior of His Majesty the Pope." There was a noise during the incident, and the dukes stood up one after another, applauded and expressed their respect for Schwab and others.

"You have praised too much, respected Cardinal Dezso, Lord Dezso." Schwab responded humbly, but Cardinal Dezso smiled and took Schwab's hand and let him sit beside him. After a while, the servants prepared a sumptuous food in the restaurant and asked the bishop to have a meal with the dukes. Schwab and others were also invited to the table. Gradually, Schwab learned in a friendly conversation with the dukes that these were the rulers of the southern city-states. Perhaps because of their close proximity to the Holy City, they were particularly sensitive to political struggles in the holy city. The bishops in the holy city mostly interacted with the dukes in order to obtain material and political assistance, which together constituted the political structure of the Southern City-state.

"If you need help, you must come to me." After a few rounds of wine, a duke said generously, slapped Schwab with a slightly drunken puff of xiongjiao.

"Of course." Schwab said, originally he came to look for Cardinal Dezso to obtain the bishop to allow his army to enter a territory with ports near the sea. The southern city-states are almost all close to the seaside, and many of them have complete and excellent ports, which is also the reason why the southern states are prosperous through maritime trade.

"Sir, the Osonio's sailor is here to ask for your reception again."

The banquet was about to enter the moment when a priest suddenly came in to report, but looking at his helpless look, it seemed that the visitor was not popular.

"What? This rogue is here again. Master Bishop, let my knight drive him away." A duke scolded loudly, and Cardinal Dezso also gave birth to an unhappy god, as if he was very disgusted with the visitor.

"What the hell is going on?" Schwab asked hurriedly.

"It's just a sailor. His son was arrested because he beat a nobleman in a brothel and is now imprisoned. Therefore, the sailor came to ask the bishop to pardon his son. "Hmph, I really don't know what's wrong. A lowly merchant dared to beat a nobleman." The duke said indignantly.

"Sailing Merchant? The name Osonio is very familiar. Is it the shipbuilding king in Srick's information?" Schwab thought to himself, and he was about to find the shipbuilding king, but he actually came to him. So he hurriedly tried to see Cardinal Dezso. Cardinal Dezso saw Schwab winking and felt very suspicious, but he still picked up a handkerchief embroidered with gold thread, wiped his mouth, stood up and walked towards the hall next to him, and Schwab immediately stood up and followed him.

"What the hell is it about, Count Schwab?" Cardinal Dezso stood at the window and asked curiously when Schwab walked in.

"Oh, that's the case, Lord Bishop, I hope you can give me some face and meet this Osonio." Schwab said softly.

"Oh? Lord Earl, do you know this Osonio?"

"I don't know." Schwab replied honestly. I don't know how many bishop spies were hidden in this holy city, but Yu Qi's frowning lies would be better than answering honestly.

"Then why should we help a businessman?" Cardinal Dezso asked curiously.
Chapter completed!