“I’m sorry for calling you out in this cold weather.”
“No, no. Please don’t worry about it. So, what did you want to discuss?”
Bishop Heinemann responded to the summons without a hint of displeasure.
“Well, what I’d like to discuss is… I want you to spread the word about me, or rather, about my character and actions.”
“What… do you mean by that?”
Bishop Heinemann seemed perplexed, not fully understanding my intentions. I took a sip of tea, moistening my lips before continuing, as I thought this might turn into a long conversation.
“The people here seem to harbor a distrust towards nobility, likely influenced by the previous Duke of Baltia.”
“…That is something I cannot deny.”
Bishop Heinemann, too, must have sensed the people’s distrust toward the nobility through his interactions with them. After all, with the turbulent times and heavy taxes, their lives had only grown more difficult.
“As I’ve only been here for a short time, I haven’t yet gained their trust. Even when I try to build trust through interactions with them, I’m limited to this capital city of the Duke.”
Due to a lack of knights, control over the Duke is not yet secure. As a result, the further away from the capital my orders reach, the less influence and trust they carry.
Bishop Heinemann nodded without disagreeing.
“That’s why I’d like you, with your extensive connections and knowledge, to spread the word about me. After all, it’s hard to trust a thief, no matter how much they claim they didn’t steal, isn’t it?”
“Yes, that’s true. So, you want me to act as a bridge between you and the people?”
“Exactly. With your assistance, I believe I can build a relationship of trust with the people, contributing to the peace and stability of the Baltia Duke, don’t you agree?”
“If that’s the case, I’d be happy to assist.”
Bishop Heinemann placed his hand over his chest and bowed.
It was good that he agreed to help. We shook hands, thus establishing a cooperative relationship.
The reason I decided to cooperate with the church is due to the current situation and the vastness of the territory.
The surrounding noble houses are attempting to form an alliance, and while I could cause some confusion with rumors, it’s not something I can take lightly.
With only a limited number of troops compared to the size of the territory, it would be a tough battle if we couldn’t win the support of the people.
Churches are present throughout the territory, and Bishop Heinemann oversees them. His views are shared with other churches, and information is communicated. My idea is to use Bishop Heinemann’s influence to maintain control over the territory. If I can earn the people’s trust, it might even strengthen their loyalty depending on future reforms… probably.
After some light conversation, Bishop Heinemann rose to leave, saying he should return before the snow got worse.
“Bishop Heinemann, I am thinking of making a policy to ensure the security of the people’s assets. We will make a public announcement as well, but could you also convey this message?”
“Yes, leave it to me.”
With that, we shook hands again, and I saw Bishop Heinemann off.
Left alone in the reception room, I took a sip of my tea.
I wonder if Bishop Heinemann has realized my true intentions. Of course, I genuinely desire peace in the territory. The religious factions, while neutral on the surface, also wish for the restoration of public order. That’s probably why he agreed.
To put it plainly, what I want Bishop Heinemann to do is act as a spokesperson, or perhaps one could call it propaganda.
Well, it’s not like I’m deceiving him. What I said earlier was true, and for Bishop Heinemann to spread the word, I have to act appropriately.
I remember learning in my past life that when religion gets involved in politics, it usually doesn’t end well… But in this world, I can’t afford to be picky about means.
I finished the remaining tea and left the reception room.
