Common Sense of a Duke’s Daughter

"... at all, I hope you won't let me get a hiatus"

"Oh, didn't I rely so much?

To my inquiry, Priest Rafsimons laughs bitterly.

It's been a week since that Inquisition. During that week, the faces of the Pope and the Pope were consecrated successively. Although it did not become a bankruptcy, the fact that what arrives at the priesthood is expelled from the Church is a punishment comparable to that. In addition, an investigation is currently under way into the clothing of funds, and punishment under the laws of the Kingdom is also awaited at that time when things have come to light.

"It's not. I can't believe you said that on that occasion... The hunted down prey doesn't know what to do."

"But it was only on that occasion that it made sense. Anyway, suspicion was raised in front of an audience called Nobility. It must have been harder for his factions to make contact with him."

Pope Vilmotts' networking and credibility fell to the ground on that occasion. In this environment where even trying to reach him might put extra firepowder on himself, no one would still defend him and try to pull him off.

"Still, if we're going to make contact the other way around… that means there's got to be an extraordinary reason. It will also be necessary to fry out those faces."

"... you're right"

Ugh, and Priest Rafsimmons sighed.

"... so? Were you satisfied, too?

"Yes, because we were able to chase down a group of popes. Now you can also get your hands on church corruption"

If you're going to describe me and Priest Loughsimmons in a nutshell, accomplice.... Yes, me and him were each in a separate faction at that Inquisition, but we were secretly inside out.

And that's the last piece Dean brought me.

I had managed to want physical evidence on the part of the Church and human connections belonging to the Church by that Inquisition. But when I was declared broke, the connection was not easy to obtain.

Priest Rafsimons was the head of a faction that was at odds with Pope Vilmotts. … he gave me the best talent for me.

"The right church is what you want…"

Priest Rafsimons was the person who was disputing the current state of the Church. He said the career he's built up is amazing, but he still couldn't get up there because he lost a faction fight.

"Yeah. Shame on you, the corruption of the Church in the current King's Capital is awesome. That no man in the priesthood should do any imitations of nobility, etc. For the sake of pleasure, church funds are healed and in a state of fire. Sooner or later, the Church's credibility would have been lost. These days, the Church has been giving priority to those with more donations and has had some difficulty neglecting their duties. But we can make that right in the future, too."

… the original Church was a place of prayer, as well as the final salvation of the people. Treat those who do not go to the hospital, and treat those who do not go to eat. It was not uncommon to protect unaccompanied children, like the church that was in the territory of the Duke of Armenia.

In other words, even though Baron Yuri Neuer had told the people to spend a lot of money on the kingdom's budget, the church alone was supposed to cover it. It's a donation or a charity party.

However, at the same time as corruption progressed, the budget allocated to it became thinner and thinner…

The Church today rubbed against those with large donations and became merely a convenience wearing the glory of the Church.

"... you're expecting it, aren't you? Rafsimons Priest"

"Now it's my turn to try."

That's what I said, and Priest Rafsimons smiled.

"… have I been able to meet your expectations?

Priest Rafsimons entrusted me with that booklet as he complicit. A booklet out of the door… bringing it up would have been a big bet and a risk for him as well.

I don't have it at my disposal now, but I still have physical evidence that he dropped by me is his signed letter to that effect.

That's what shaped his trust in me when he made the alliance of accomplices. He drove himself to the point of not betraying me, not betraying me.

"Yeah. So now it's my turn"

"Thank you to the fullest. In the future, the Duke of Armenia will spare no effort to help you."

Instead, promise to help me when I'm back.

"... then it's time for me to go"

"Are you going yet?

"Yeah. The Chamber of Commerce is busier inside."

Soon after my bankruptcy declaration was withdrawn and there was an incident where I received an apology to the contrary over the church.

I let them sell new products at the Azzuta Chamber of Commerce. I used to have a meeting with Merida about tampon coffee and the sweetness I made with it. And sweetness using cold weather obtained by trade.

These new products hit brilliantly and now sales are up again. And the new products were also released one after the other for the sweetness made from chocolate.

... All those that have been warming up until now are known only to those in the development department of the home base of the Azzuta Chamber of Commerce in our Duke of Armenia territory. In other words, the artisans who said Ed pulled it out knew nothing about the new product, even if they could make the existing one.

That's why the customer's legs are back. With that, it seems that the face I saddled to Master Ed wants to go back to the Azzuta Chamber of Commerce... well, you can't forgive me, can you?

Though it is a chamber of commerce opened by Master Ed… Sooner or later, the financial aspects will be tightened because all the big deals are coming back this way, not only about the artisans but also about the trading partners of the chamber. Looks like he ran a pretty rough business.

"So if you'll excuse me."