After that, the last thing I had to solve before I was free to relax before it was ti to deal with Bishop's new recruits was deciding what to do with my money. I had a solid chunk after Rosha sold the griffin eggs… Plus, now Bishop decided that his money was my money, too.
It was good, but I was unsure what I could spend this money on. More food and booze, yes—but there was only so much you can spend on it without buying really expensive things, and I believed that buying expensive wine when cheap one was just as useless—it's not like I could get drunk, was a total waste of money. Sa went with food.
I could always just buy cattle and eat it for EXP, but… First, I decided to explore Bishop's ideas. I wasn't sure there were this much cattle in the area for to buy.
"Ten thousand gold pieces… or a thousand cows. Isn't that a little much? Where did it co from, Bishop?"
By that ti, Yvenna left the house. Gi was still around, but in another room, where Bishop made him a bed for the boy to sleep in. It was day, but his biological rhythms didn't adapt to the surface yet..
"Six thousand gold pieces were your part of the profits from the griffin eggs. Three thousand gold pieces Rosha sent later as your part of the profits from the items from your webs that she sold. Three more thousand are donations from your church mbers. Two thousand I spent on the books by Willorio," Bishop explained, pointing at the numbers he neatly wrote in the ledger that was lying on the writing table between us.
"Rosha did?" I frowned and humd. "I don't rember telling her to… Oh well. And what you propose to do about these?"
"Invest! If we put this money into thriving businesses, later they will make us more money. With enough money, many new doors will open for us. It won't happen imdiately, of course… The less risky the business sche, the more ti it needs to pay off. I took on myself liberty of finding several small businesses which have the best ratio of risk to benefit. We can spend a lot on them, or a little, and put the rest sowhere else. But besides that, I had another idea…"
"Do tell," I said dryly. For now, Bishop's idea didn't impress . Investnts, yeah. I didn't have ti to bother about it, especially with the bastards who called themselves gods already sniffing around. By the ti I could afford to wait for the investnts to pay off, I will be able to take whatever I needed by force.
Bishop read my mood and hunched on himself a little. "I hope you will like it more. It cos with the recent activity of Goddess of Wizards' templars. The tales they spread caused a lot of uproar, and the increased fervour with which they began to knock on doors of simple citizens after getting slightest suspicions didn't make people happier about them. It's a truth that they can get quite… annoying. But if we'd spend so money, say, just a thousand gold pieces, to bribe a few of the most unhappy city officials here and there, we could undermine church of the Twelve here and now."
I perked up. That sounded much more appealing… To undermine these bastards—that I was always happy to do! But… "Is there a real danger of you being noticed by templars, Bishop?"
"Not myself, but so of the fresher siblings of mine… I don't wish to speak ill of them, but not all of them are that good at masking and hiding the truth. If you believe that this money is better to spend sowhere else, I will adhere to your decision and say these people to keep as low as they could, but putting an end to these searches would've made things easier for everyone."
"Then do that," I decided. "Bonus points if you can humiliate as many templars as you can, Bishop. Anything else you wanted so spend money for and didn't decide to just go for it like with these awfully expensive books?" I raised my eyebrows.
Bishop looked at with the most apologetic look. "Forgive for that misstep, my lord. It was a oneti offer, and I truly believed they will be useful…"
I let Bishop squirm and wring his bony hands under my level stare for a few more seconds, then snorted and waved my hand. "They were." I didn't read them all yet, but I skimd through a few by now, and Pest confird that so of these spells sounded like a great groundwork for one that will transport to Heaven. Just a groundwork, but… I had to read the rest of them, too, later. There were more useful spells.
"Thank you, my lord." Bishop lowered his head in visible relief. "And another thing I wanted your approval for is relocating so of my trusted people into the capital, where they will preach the word and search for the knowledge you seek in the biggest libraries of the world. But they will need money for that, too. Travel expenses, money for bribes—they will need those, money to purchase a place to gather in secret, and, of course, a reward for their hard work. All in all, two thousand should be enough, I calculated."
I inclined my head to the side. "A real spy network, is it? Do you trust your cultists to do the job well? Where did you even pick them up?"
"These are rogues, forr thieves. They have plenty of experience in being sneaky and fooling simple folk, but since they have heard the word of our Prophet, they have reford." Bishop paused and cleared hit throat. "I didn't an that they stopped conducting illegal business, but they do it now in your na, my lord."
I let out a bark of laughter. "You and your cultists, Bishop… Alright, I've decided what you're going to spend my money on…"
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