"What? Is this true?"
"We cannot lose the support of Great Xia. Our finances are already in deficit. If we lose the support of Great Xia, how will we feed those holy servants and Templar Knights?"
As soon as Ashiff finished speaking, Charles and Page started shouting impatiently. The two of them were in charge of the Temple's money and arms manufacturing, and knew the Temple's financial details very well.
"Holy servants? Templar Knights? How much money and food have they spent? Are you two worried about your own fortunes?" The female knight Sif, who was in charge of the daily scheduling of the various Templar Knight orders, looked at Charles and Page's excellent performance and immediately spoke sarcastically.
"Sif, you must take responsibility for your words and actions!" Charles shouted angrily at the female knight.
"Isn't that right? How much of the support that Great Xia gives us every year, and how much of it actually ends up on the soldiers? Ha! Whose money did you spend on your luxurious palace in Naples? And where did that chest of jewels you gave that countess come from?"
"Now you dare to say you can't support my warriors? What are you really up to?" The female knight was furious, showing no mercy to Charles, her words piercing his heart.
"you…"
Charles was so angry he couldn't speak. He turned to Paige for help, but Paige was looking up with her eyes closed, lost in thought.
As for Heatherine, the once righteous and incorruptible saint is now an elder, and her heart seems to have aged as well. She doesn't care about anything and is looking down at her fingernails.
Qin Mo shaped her fingernails into beautiful flower petal shapes, and the gentle way she did so made her feel so comfortable that her body went limp.
“Sif, now is not the time to discuss this issue. If it weren’t for the large aid from Great Xia twice a year, we wouldn’t even be able to pay off the interest on our foreign debts to those big merchants…” Page finally tried to change the subject and help Charles out of the predicament.
"Who lent that money? How could you dare to lend it at such high interest rates?"
Sif was furious. As the steward of various knightly orders, every commander would come to her with a list of fallen soldiers and ask for compensation. She would try to pay as little as possible with reasons such as "dedication" and "sacrifice" because she didn't have that much money.
But now these two filthy rich guys are accusing me of spending the lion's share of the aid from Great Xia. This is utterly shameless.
"Bang bang bang!"
"Enough!"
Elder Ashif slammed his fist on the table again, his previously dull eyes now shining with an eerie light.
"Elder Hines himself may not be able to withstand the upcoming offensive. Who among you can go and guard the Black Sea?"
Sif crossed her arms and remained silent. Everyone could see that the female knight was angry and had no intention of going to the Black Sea.
Ashif then looked at Heatherine; in the past, the saintess would have been eager to go in this situation!
"I'm busy right now, I have something very important to do!"
Heather placed her hands on her lower abdomen and gently massaged it.
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