Chapter 218 Cellina
Müller, of course, was unaware of the existence of the New World.

However, in some European legends, there are often descriptions about Vikings who once visited a new land called "Vinland".

Some people speculate that there is the legendary, lost Atlantis.

Some people argue that Atlantis is closely related to the mythology of the Greeks and should be located in the Eastern Mediterranean.

Lothar knew that the so-called Vinland was actually Quebec in North America. The Viking pirates passed through the northern islands of Gael, passed through Iceland and Greenland, and sailed all the way to North America.

But it is useless to know these things, he does not even have the ability to explore East Africa, which is relatively close, let alone the New World which is out of reach.

In three days, Lothar's first merchant fleet will be making its maiden voyage.

They will carry wine, dates, salt, and linen dyed with grape purple, which has been neglected in the Holy Land, and they will make a long voyage under the leadership of experienced sailors.

The lack of cost-effective specialty products in Transjordan has always been a worry for Lothar. The largest salt mine is monopolized by Leonard's territory.

When Lothar was experimenting with the dragon's breath, he got inspiration from the high-temperature crystallized gravel—he planned to try to improve the glass technology of this era.

The glassware produced in Cairo, Alexandria and other major cities in Egypt has occupied the glassware market in the Levant region for a long time.

Even exported to Xiliao, Tatar, Jin, Song.

The European glass market is dominated by commercial city-states such as Venice and Genoa.

Being so close to Egypt, the "Abyssinians" whom Lothar regards as the best targets for fleece are naturally familiar with glass.

If anyone tried to exchange the green glass beads with the Abyssinians for gold and silver, he would be considered a liar and thrown into the sea.

Things are rare.

If you want to get a piece of the glass products market, or even take a big bite of the fat, it is absolutely impossible not to make improvements.

Most of the glass in this era is variegated glass. Lothar thinks that this situation should be related to insufficient furnace temperature.

As for how to improve glass technology, Lothar is not good at it. He was an unlucky liberal arts student in his previous life, so he can only come up with one idea at most.

Just like gunpowder.

If you really want to get started, you have to count on Marles who built the blast furnace.

...

Returning from the port of Losar, passing through the Church of St. Andrew.

A priest with a Mediterranean hairstyle was preaching to some believers who had just converted. When he saw Lothar passing by, he hurried forward.

The church in Port Ella is under the jurisdiction of the Diocese of Alandele, which is equivalent to a branch church.

That is to say, the priests here are headed by Bishop Urdin, who has hardly ever left Jerusalem or been to the Diocese of Alandre.

As for those nuns and monks, they are all lay believers and have no priesthood.

The priest drew the sign of the cross in front of him: "Praise Heavenly Father, Count Lothar, your persuasion to the pagans converted them to righteous faith, and demonstrated your saint-like noble heart. Heavenly Father will bless you."

Lothar also returned the salute, and said with a smile: "Thank you, Father, you are also responsible for this."

Si Bo laughed, seemingly unable to open his mouth.

Lothar said: "It's okay, Father, you should know that I am actually a very generous lord, if you need anything, just ask me."

Si Bo coughed lightly, and said, "My lord, I wonder if we can levy a tithe tax to repair the church. You know, since the fall of Port Ella, our place has become more and more embarrassing. The frescoes in the church haven’t been repaired for a long time, and besides, I want to buy a piece of stained glass to decorate the icon.”

Lothar frowned slightly. Did he hear that he ransacked his home and made a fortune, and wanted to get money from his fingers?

He immediately showed a smiling face: "Father, this is of course no problem, but you have to know that the port of Ella has just stabilized, and it is the time when all kinds of wastes are being destroyed."

"Building canals, digging wells, buying corn seed, vines, training coastal defenses, maintaining a standing army—each represents a huge expense."

"If my army is defeated and Port Ella will fall back into the hands of evil heretics, you should know what terrible consequences it will have."

The smile on Si Bo's face froze: "Yes, that's true, I can understand your concerns."

He secretly sighed in his heart, at least half of the money would not need to be spent on those lambs.

But he also knows that if the money hadn't been paid, there wouldn't have been as many conversions -- and he has a part to play in that.

At this time, Lothar changed the subject again: "But you can try to find my financial steward. He is a devout believer like me. If there is still money in my treasury, he will definitely give it to you. A sum of money to repair the church."

The priest didn't know that there was another village, so he left with gratitude.

Hans laughed softly, "My lord, he must not know what kind of stingy vampire he is about to face."

"Oh, don't say that, Coors is your savior."

Hans was slightly stunned, with a hint of shame on his face: "Sorry, my lord, I really shouldn't say that about Mr. Coors."

Lothar couldn't help laughing and said: "Oh, don't be so serious, I do have the idea of ​​letting Coors deal with this cymbal."

Next, he planned to hand over all these messy government affairs to Coors.

As for him?
After fighting for so many years, can't you enjoy yourself?

...

in the evening.

Lothar held a bonfire dinner in the garden of his mansion.

There is a grilled meat that is sprinkled with spices and grilled so that it is sizzling. The chef cuts it into thin slices, wraps it with cleaned cabbage, and serves it with two cloves of garlic. It is very enjoyable to eat.

Jeanna looked at Fringilla with glossy lips, and teased, "Miss Fring, don't vampires hate garlic very much?"

Fringilla rolled her eyes: "As the head of the Holy Knights, how could you not know that the so-called sunshine, silverware, and garlic can't restrain us?"

Jean Na shook the glass in her hand lightly: "Tsk, although I know that this won't work for you, I thought it would make you feel somewhat disgusted."

"Speaking of which, give me a chocolate bar."

Fulingira frowned quickly: "It's not much, there are only a dozen of them every day, how can there be any extra for you?"

"Pooh!"

Jeanne spat softly.

This little girl steals food dozens of times when she sees it every day. How could it be possible that there are only a dozen of them?
"I don't care about this little girl's snacks."

Losa suddenly remembered something and asked, "Oh, by the way, have any of you heard of a girl named Cellinina?"

Cherinina's biscuit box is an item that can greatly increase the probability of drawing her.

But he could not remember at all who Cellinina was.Anyway, it doesn't belong to the top ten heroes.

It seems that after I left, the speed of new followers in the studio is a bit fast!

Unexpectedly, you guys with thick eyebrows and big eyes have also learned how to make money.

Furingilla immediately showed a vigilant expression. She carefully put away the biscuit box, shook her head and said, "I haven't heard of it, but he must be a glutton."

Prajna also shook his head.

She is an oriental, and has nothing to do with most of the followers in the western background.

On the contrary, Jeanna said thoughtfully: "It seems familiar."

She paused slightly, and continued: "If it's not the same name, then she should be an old acquaintance with Uldin. She is a wolf princess from Two Sicilies."

"Wolfman?"

Lothar frowned.

Jeanna shrugged: "The wolf clan is a general term, not necessarily all werewolves. Many young wolf clans are of mixed blood and do not have the ability to transform. Who told them to take root in the human world for a long time, and the group of vampires who live in seclusion They are different."

"Miss Flynn, don't you even know this?"

Jeanna teased: "If you want me to say, you, a vampire princess, are not competent at all."

Fringila snorted softly, "What's the use of knowing those things? Those who fought bloody battles with that pack of wolves in the Balkan Peninsula were all barbarians from the Iskander clan."

But having said that, Fringila still hated wolf cubs.

This is determined by blood.

"That's it."

Lothar was a little disappointed.

Right now, he really wants to get a new warlock, or a long-range follower like a sharpshooter, and a melee type like a wolf clan. He really doesn't lack much.

(End of this chapter)

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