When the Saint comes, she does not collect food

Chapter 1234 Gilatl
Among the many lucky ones, Gilatl is the luckiest one.

The bright spring sunshine shone on the wall, and the carriage behind them, with the help of the soldiers, unloaded the luggage one by one.

Former Upper Sain County Sheriff Gerald Gusbach, carrying a suitcase, looked up at the ancient monastery.

It is located in the heart of the Fishing City Palace District, right across from the famous Dresken Gallery.

However, at this point, the gallery has been converted into an art museum.

Outsiders can come in and visit for just 1 dinar and 5 falcons.

However, some areas are under renovation and not open to the public, as they were just stripped down by the soldiers and need further repair.

For example, the gems on those pillars, the gold leaf, and the exquisite gilded vessels are all quite valuable.

That gold will serve as the Holy Alliance's gold reserves to cope with unforeseen needs.

Some of the gemstones, porcelain vases, and gilded artifacts were auctioned off, while the rest were sent to Frankfurt to exchange for foreign currency.

Fran is very wealthy, so the Holy Alliance's military and government want to share Fran's money.

As for where Gilatl lived, it was the residence of officers and high-ranking monks of the Holy Alliance.

It looks simple on the outside, but it's located in this palace district, so how could the interior be simple?
Those bloated bishops and monks, they may cause suffering for others, but they themselves will not suffer.

Jeanne felt at ease using this place as the family residence of high-ranking monks in the new Gem Federation, which conveniently unified security.

"Daddy, is this our house?" Gilatl's five-year-old daughter, Sylvia, looked up and asked, her words muffled. "It's so ugly."

“This isn’t our house, it’s everyone’s house. You’ll make lots of new friends here,” Gilatl said with a smile, stroking her daughter’s head.

Next to this monastery, a primary school will be built in the future, specifically for the families of soldiers stationed abroad.

After all, by the standards of the Holy Alliance, the educational resources in Fishing City are really too poor.

If you don't bring your own primary school, the priests who come here to serve as administrative monks will probably have objections.

Forget about middle schools, there isn't even a decent primary school.

Don't you know that primary school is the most crucial five years in a Shenglian student's life?

Even Gilardel had to pull strings to get his two sons into the boarding school in J.J.J.B. instead of bringing them with him.

There is no patronage or hereditary system in the Holy Alliance. Even if you are the son of a cardinal, you still have to honestly pass the exams to get in.

In addition, there is the propaganda of the Holy Church, and the members of the Holy Union attach great importance to education.

For example, Gilatl himself came from a test-taking background, and he worked his way up through middle school and university entrance exams.

Of course, the rewards are also exceptionally generous.

He graduated in 1450 and entered the officialdom of the Holy League at the age of twenty.

Now, in 1460, he has risen to the position of chieftain of Xianshidian in just ten years. It is truly a matter of timing and fate.

"Anyway, it's much better than our previous house." Mrs. Gusbach glanced up and said without any complaints.

She was the daughter of a wool merchant and grew up living in a shop, with her home upstairs and the shop downstairs.

So even though she was staying in a townhouse in Upper Saine instead of a monastery-style multi-person room, she had nothing to complain about.

As the saying goes, if you want to become a general's wife, you have to marry him while he is still a soldier.

Mrs. Gusbach chose to marry Geratl when he had just entered secondary school.

After graduating from the University of Gusbach, where he studied hydraulic engineering, he was able to find employment in the five new counties.

Upon his arrival, he assumed the position of chief priest.

Because the water conservancy facilities and infrastructure projects were completed very well, all indicators were ranked first.

He was promoted to deputy county head (or county head) in just three years.

However, after only a few days in office, the three people above Gilatl fell from power in a small purge.

As the only innocent member, he was promoted three ranks and became the acting sheriff of Upper Saine.

Later, through Gilardel's efforts, it took him five years to remove the "temporary" title.

Later, inexplicably, he was elected as the Patriarch of the New Gem Federation.

And so Mrs. Gusbach became the Patriarch's wife.

Back then, Mrs. Gusbach's dowry consisted of only a dilapidated carriage and a large wardrobe—the return on investment was astonishingly high. The two have remained devoted to each other to this day, having two sons and a daughter. Thanks to the miraculous progress of the Holy Alliance, they have all survived.

“Come on, let’s go inside and take a look.” Taking her daughter’s hand, Mrs. Gusbach, who was just over thirty, lifted her skirt and ran into the house.

"Be careful," Gilatl said with a smile, then picked up his suitcase and walked quickly away.

Turn past the angel basket, walk past the empty niche, and in front of the doorposts with floral and leaf carvings, a room that can be described as a large single-level room comes into view.

The curtains were brocaded with gold thread, the chairs were made of gold brocade, the bed was covered with an exquisite velvet canopy, and a vase was placed by the window.

Gilatl's room was on the third floor, and she could see the gallery across the street from the window.

If you walk to the side, you'll find a small garden with a winding stream.

The family of three looked around the house, touching this and that, and were indescribably satisfied.

Although Horne advocated frugality, it wasn't a showy display of strict frugality.

Why make eminent monks live in thatched huts when they have nice houses to live in?
Moreover, Horn didn't put them in Gwentzkin Palace, but in a monastery.

The purpose was to minimize their aristocratic mentality so as to prevent them from being assimilated.

"I still feel a little unreal," Mrs. Gusbach murmured, sitting on the soft mattress.

"What's unrealistic about it?"

"You are now a patriarch of a federation?"

Gilatl smiled, but didn't know what to say.

The Holy Alliance today, in Horn's words, is a "coexistence of counties and states," where directly subordinate counties and member states coexist.

Although they are called member states, their establishment process reveals that they were only referred to as member states because the Holy Alliance's management was inadequate.

If the Holy Alliance is willing to relocate its capital to Xialucheng, then it can naturally be directly governed.

However, the unique geographical advantages of the Holy Machine Court make it impossible to relocate the capital.

Moreover, Horn was worried that the Holy Alliance might change its nature in the future, so he left some backups in various places just in case.

Although it is a constituent republic, the appointment of its patriarch still has to be approved by the College of Cardinals of the Holy See.

The Patriarchs of the member states only control domestic personnel and finances; military power remains in the hands of the Holy Alliance.

Similar to the sheriff, the patriarch also had to receive tasks and meet targets from Horn.

If the task is not completed, the tribunal should conduct an on-site meeting, or even dismiss the employee from their post.

His ability to rise to power so fortunately is beyond comprehension, aside from the fact that he is from Xianshidian.

Therefore, life is not only about personal effort, but also about...

"Boom boom boom!"

Geratl's thoughts were interrupted by the knocking on the door. He stood up and said, "I'll open it."

After walking through the living room and arriving at the entryway, I opened the door and saw a group of people.

They were all dressed in the robes of the Holy Alliance monks and carrying cider tied with ribbons as a housewarming gift.

He had already seen many familiar faces, or people who looked familiar from the information were among them.

“Brother Gilatl, from today onwards, we’re teaming up.”

He recognized the man; he was Gakivili, the county magistrate of the neighboring Red Sand County. He was an old military officer nearing fifty with a long beard.

The bearded man handed over the cider, and Gerald naturally exchanged pleasantries before inviting his colleagues in.

After pouring coffee for everyone, Gilatl took a sip and remarked, "Although I am the county magistrate, I still have to listen to Princess Jeanne in the end, after all, there's a vampire invasion these days..."

"Absolutely! Absolutely!" the crowd echoed.

"Why don't we take advantage of this opportunity? We're both here today, so let's go see Princess Jeanne?"

“I’m afraid that’s not possible.” Gakivili shook his head.

"why?"

"Princess Jeanne is still besieging the city, or rather, performing a siege."

(End of this chapter)