Despite the abruptness of my visit, the Bishop of Pisa did not outright refuse me.

    “Baron Rothschild, is it not? What brings the young hero to such a distant place?”

    In any era or country, requesting an unexpected meeting is considered a significant breach of etiquette. While I wasn’t outright turned away, the polite greeting I received could very well have been an indirect way of saying, “Hurry up and leave.”

    Even the wisest king declared that if his subjects wanted his favor, they should first present gifts. It’s an eternal truth, after all.

    “I’ve come to ask a favor, Bishop.”

    I swiftly placed a leather pouch filled with dozens of gold coins into his hand.

    As expected of a high-ranking clergyman accustomed to handling money, he recognized the weight of gold instantly. A smile spread across his face.

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