As expected, on the second day of that killing night, people from the Holy Order's treasury and Holy Order headquarters had already begun to move a large amount of valuable property out of the city through underground secret passages.
Matt was a step late. When dozens of his task force soldiers and disguised guards spent a whole day finding two hotels near the headquarters and the treasury, everything had returned to its previous appearance.
After thinking about it, I have already obtained five million pfennigs. With my current strength, I can no longer profit from it. If I forcefully take risks again, the consequences will be endless if I fail, and the gain will not be worth the loss.
On October 12, Art ordered Stanley to select two task force soldiers to stay in Paris. On the one hand, he continued to inquire about information, and on the other hand, he also gave the two men the task of setting up an intelligence network in Paris.
After explaining the location, contact information and reserving funds to the two intelligence officers who stayed behind, Art took Ron and several disguised guards to a holy group stronghold in Paris.
At, who had decided to leave this place of right and wrong, paid one last visit to Henry, the old knight of the Holy Order, before leaving.
In a most ordinary tavern, Art, who had been drinking for three times, took advantage of his drunkenness to tactfully express the rumors he had heard to the old knight, and hinted that the old knight should leave the city of Paris as soon as possible.
But the old knight obviously did not have this sense of crisis. The aura brought to him by the Holy Group was too great, and he could not believe that the French King really dared to attack the Holy Group.
"...Old Sir, thank you for lending me a helping hand several times. If necessary in the future, I mean if you and your friends from the Holy Order can secretly come to the province of Wells in Burgundy to find me, I will provide you with secret asylum..."
With some regrets, gold coins worth five million pfennigs, and some gifts purchased from the city of Paris, Art boarded the Kirk ship that had been docked at the southern port of Paris for many days.
Standing on the stern of the ship, looking back at the smelly but prosperous city of Paris, I couldn't help but feel a sense of loss. It has been nearly ten years since I came to this time and space, but I still can only live in a corner, unable to participate in the real troubled times.
“The pattern is too small. After all, the pattern is too small.” Art sighed softly.
Ron held a small wooden box and walked a few steps to Art, who was sighing on the stern ship, "Master, what do you mean by the pattern you just talked about?"
Art turned his head and glanced at Ron, but did not answer.
"Sir, the old knight Henry sent you two parting gifts just now." Ron opened the wooden box in his hand. Inside the wooden box was an ordinary glass wine glass that seemed to be of some age. Under the glass was an equally ordinary Bible manuscript with a sense of age.
"The old knight said that this is his favorite wine glass. Please keep it safe until he comes to Wales to have a drink with you in person when he retires from the Holy Order."
Att picked up the glass cup and looked at it. There was still the residual juice of red wine in the cup. This was too rude.
"Old Sir Henry has devoted his whole life to the Holy Order. I didn't expect to be so poor. I thought he was going to give me a Holy Grail~" Art said and put the cup back into the wooden box and signaled Ron to send the order to sail back...
On the bell tower of a tall building in the south of Paris, an old knight of the Holy Order in casual clothes looked at the sailing ship that was going farther and farther away, with endless loneliness shining in his eyes.
Beside him, an equally old knight of the Holy Order was also looking at the sailboat with the wolf flag, "Old man, are you really safe to hand over the holy objects to that guy?"
The sailing ship had disappeared around the corner of the river. Henry turned around and looked at the old man who had returned to Paris from the Holy Land. He replied: "In that guy's dirty eyes, there is nothing but gold and silver. Only with him, that wine glass is the most ordinary wine glass."
"Besides, he seems to have feelings for the Holy Order."
"Also, Wales, have you heard of this place?"
"No."
"That's enough, an unheard of territory, a saint with no holy objects. Can you find a better place than this?" There was a hint of cunning on Henry's vicissitudes of face.
With "no warning", county guards and garrisons across the Kingdom of France acted almost simultaneously. Almost all members of the Holy Order in France were arrested and restricted from using any property to prevent them from being transferred out of the country. Many of the captured members were high-level members of the Holy Order, including the head of the Holy Order and the priests of the Holy Order located at the headquarters in Paris.
On the same day, Art, who was sailing back east on the Seine River, also received the news. It was not that the intelligence network in Paris played a role, but the movement was so great that the Kirk boat Art was on was also intercepted and searched by the army that captured members of the Holy Order along the way. The other party learned that Art was an earl and saw that the ship was full of brave and armored guards, so they just let him go after a simple search.
The Holy Order was finally destroyed, and Art was very sad.
However, the reason for his sadness was not that the Holy Order was destroyed, but that he knew that all this would happen, but failed to be the operator. This feeling of loss lasted for the whole day, just the whole day.
There are not so many chances and coincidences, and there are not so many changes of circumstances. All I have relied on along the way is constant down-to-earth and occasional cheating.
Once you understand these, everything will become indifferent.
Only two days of sailing, Art led Ron and ten of the most elite Earl Guard soldiers off the ship.
Stanley would lead the contingent and the remaining soldiers of the Earl's Guard to escort most of the gold back to Wales via the Duchy of Burgundy along the original route.
And Art's group of twelve riders will take a slight detour overland along the south side of France and directly arrive at the northwest border of Provence.
The Marquis of Burgundy has ended its suzerain relationship with the Principality of Burgundy. In the future, the southern trade route to the Kingdom of France will expand from the Principality of Provence.
Yat's trip was firstly to check on the spot whether this trade route had the conditions for expansion; secondly, he took out gold worth about half a million pfennigs from the Holy Order's loan, and planned to make a special trip to visit the Duke of Provence and his old friend who had fought alongside him in the past.
At present, Art's European trading houses still need to go through Provence, so the alliance with Provence must be solid.
What's more, Provence will be one of the most important allies in Art's strategy for Lombardy.
There are natural mountain barriers between Provence and the Kingdom of France, so the trade roads here are not as prosperous as those in the Burgundy Kingdom and Principality in the north. The roads in the mountainous areas are not smooth, and the only lanes are not only winding, but also bumpy and rugged. It is difficult for goods with a larger quantity and a lower profit to pass here.
Fortunately, the European trading houses mainly deal in valuable southern goods, so they can also withstand the high transportation costs of the northwest trade route in Provence.
After Art and his twelve companions rode across the French plains, they followed the winding and rugged road between the Kingdom of France and the Principality of Provence to the city of Roquemaux, an important town on the northwest border of Provence. After riding horses back and forth through the mountains for two whole days, Art felt very tired when he arrived at Roquemo.
The Lord of Roquemore, who had received advance notice from the border defenders, was greeted outside the city by a Viscount of the Provence border. Of course, he was also greeted by the Honorary Knight of Wales who had just arrived here a few months ago, the Commercial and Trade Officer of the Ministry of Commerce of the Government, the Steward of the Continental Commercial Bank, Salter, and a group of stewards of the Continental Commercial Bank.