Come to another world and become a lord

Karl stared at Sister Eleanor, and Eleanor stared back without hesitation. Just when she thought she was going to say something else, Karl suddenly turned to the middle-aged man in the courtyard and said:

"If the defendant is willing to return the stolen property and pay you three times the amount of the stolen property, are you willing to forgive him?"

"Three times?" The middle-aged man's eyes rolled around at first, then he leaned forward and said, "I'll leave it to you, sir."

"Then it's settled. In addition to compensating the plaintiff, the defendant must also participate in three months of free labor as punishment."

After hearing the verdict, the young man quickly knelt down and kowtowed, saying, "Thank you for your tolerance, sir!"

"Lord Carl, you have no right to change the church's judgment." Eleanor said anxiously.

"Even if the trial was wrong?" Carl asked.

"That's right... no," Eleanor blurted out, then realized that it was wrong and changed her words, "This is the Lord's judgment, there is no way it can be wrong."

"The Lord may not be wrong, but you are only a human being," Carl replied.

"I am the Lord's spokesperson on earth, I am..."

"After all, you are still a human being, and humans make mistakes." Karl didn't wait for her to finish, and continued, "I don't doubt the great Lord of Light, but I doubt you, Sister Eleanor. You are a human being, and humans are selfish and make mistakes, unless you can prove that the Lord agrees with your judgment."

"You..." Eleanor's face turned red with anger. "Well, even if we don't talk about this, I am judging according to the regulations. What's wrong with that?"

"The regulations are too strict and not applicable to Rickburg today," Carl replied calmly.

"Only strict laws can be enforced!" Eleanor shouted, "Moreover, my lord, you have violated the law without authorization and made judgments at will. How can you convince the people of your disregard for the rules?"

Karl looked at Eleanor, who was angry, then turned to look at the young man kneeling on the ground, and asked:

"Are you convinced by my verdict?"

"I am convinced!" the young man shouted hurriedly.

Then he looked at the middle-aged man again and asked the same question. The middle-aged man seemed to want to speak, but when his eyes met Sister Eleanor's, he shrank back, looking a little embarrassed, not knowing how to answer.

But I heard Karl say again:

"Speaking of which, this incident was caused by accepting too many refugees. As a lord, I am somewhat responsible. Rickburg is willing to compensate you for what happened to you."

After these words came out, the middle-aged man knelt down without hesitation and shouted:

"The common people are convinced."

Then Carl turned to the nun again and put on an expression that said, "See, everyone is satisfied." Eleanor's eyes widened:

"You...you actually bribed him in court!"

"It's called reasonable compensation," Carl replied.

"This is blasphemy, it is blasphemy against the law and against the Lord!" Eleanor's face darkened.

"Listen, I respect the laws of the Church, but as I said before, Reikberg is not suitable for cruel laws. If you are willing to make appropriate adjustments, I have no intention of competing."

"I have no right to change church law." Eleanor said through gritted teeth.

"I'm sorry," Karl replied, "I request that all future trials involving corporal punishment and the death penalty must be reported to me and only carried out after my approval!"

"What?" Eleanor's eyes widened. A mere viscount actually directly interfered with the church's trial. Even someone as noble as the king had never been so arrogant. She had never been insulted like this.

But I heard Karl say again:

"Then please allow Sister Eleanor to continue the trial."

Eleanor wanted to say something else, but she soon noticed that the female soldiers of the Fire Rose guarding both sides of the hall had moved their hands to the hilts of their swords. In the end, she held back and stopped the outburst, instead focusing on the next case.

When everything was over and they returned to the inner court, Selena suddenly said:

"You are impulsive, sir."

"Oh?"

Selena continued:

"You know, although the lord listens to the people's demands, the actual implementation of the verdict is still decided by the local priests and bishops."

"So I should just let her chop people's hands off?" Carl replied.

"But she didn't make a wrong judgment. That's what the law stipulates," Selena said.

"That is also a law set by the church. I have never agreed to it."

"Who else can we use if not the church's? What's more, the church is basically responsible for the common people. As for the nobles, as long as there is no big fault, they generally do not interfere." Selena paused here and glanced at Carl's expression. Seeing that his expression did not change much, she continued, "And as you can see, most of them are trivial matters, too many and annoying. If we hand them over to others, we can have some peace and quiet."

It must be said that Selena is worthy of her noble birth, and she has indeed considered more in this regard than he has. However, the people are the capital of rule. If the church is given full power, the people's hearts will naturally be taken away. If the church is allowed to control the daily lives of the people, then once there is a conflict between him and the church, who will they be more willing to support? Power is something that once you give it up, someone else will naturally take it. Selena is right about one thing. Most of the time, it is trivial matters. He really doesn't want to care about it, and he doesn't have time to care about it. But when it comes to the power of life and death, he must hold it in his own hands. He must let the people know who is doing them a favor and who is in control of their life and death.

"So why was everything fine before, but now they suddenly sent such a master here?" Carl complained.

"After all, you are now a viscount, and the Vatican will certainly not ignore you," Selena replied.

In the church of Rickburg, Eleanor, who had just returned, was furious:

"It's incomprehensible, incomprehensible!" She stamped her foot. "He's a pagan! He must be a pagan!"

Two local nuns came forward to help her change her clothes, but she pushed them away. Then she looked at them with an angry face:

"Let me ask you two, who exactly is Karl?"

"I, I don't know..." One of the little nuns replied in panic, "The master rarely comes to church..."

"Humph, he is indeed a pagan with no fear of the Lord at all." Eleanor nodded thoughtfully.

"However, Lord Carl is indeed a hero of Reikland." The little nun continued, "He not only resisted the invasion of the northern barbarians, but also rebuilt Reikburg. He opened factories and increased the income of the townspeople. Now under his leadership, everyone's life is thriving..."

"That's right, that's right." Another nun echoed, "Nowadays, Rick Castle has been expanding, and just a month ago, a new tower was built."

"A new tower?" Eleanor suddenly turned around alertly. "Are you talking about the tallest watchtower in the city? The one you can see when you enter the city?"

"Yes, that's right!" the little nun nodded.

“It was built in just one month?”

"Yes~" another little nun nodded.

“You two are Bai…” She covered her mouth again halfway through, “I’m sorry, I’m sorry, Lord, please forgive my sins.”

Then she calmed down and said to the two of them, "That's the Mage Tower!"

"Wha, what?"

"How can this be?"

"How can such a tall tower be built in just one month? Unless there are mages to help." She thought for a moment and pointed to one of the nuns and said, "You should immediately write a letter to the nearest Tribunal and ask them for permission to mobilize the witch hunters."

"Yes, yes!" The little nun nodded hurriedly.

Then she told another nun, "Bring me some paper and pen."

"Yes~" the nun replied timidly, "I wonder how Lady Eleanor plans to deal with this?"

Eleanor glanced at her, then said, "I will apply to the Holy See to launch a witch hunt throughout Rick Territory!"