An elf woman wearing a light-colored dress greeted Jarende warmly, and Plisson, who was standing next to Jarende, could clearly feel a subtle change in Jarende's expression.
"Jalende, money is a little tight lately, can you lend me some more money?" Jolina walked to Jarende's side with a smile on her face and got straight to the point as soon as she opened her mouth.
"Didn't I just give you a rent of 150,000 dollars a while ago? It's all spent so quickly. Are you going to gamble again?" Jarend touched his chin with a hint of disbelief in his tone.
"It shouldn't be. I remember that all the casinos in Albany have blacklisted you, and you have no place to gamble. In addition, even if you eat, drink, and whore, you won't be able to spend it all in such a short period of time. 150,000 TD."
"There are a lot of odds in Albany. What's the use of adding me to the blacklist? Besides, I'm considered a saint. I'm still good at all kinds of magical arts within the Church of Nature. I can change my appearance to fool those who are not even awakened." Security is not a piece of cake.”
"Are you quite proud? I won't lend you money this time. I've lent you too many times. Not only have you paid back the money very rarely, but you've also often defaulted on your debts. If it had been anyone else, I would have done it long ago. The parts on his body were converted into gold." The always good-tempered Jerlend refused, and at the same time mentioned the less decent side of the Greedy sect, which was acting more and more decently.
There are many ways to convert gold and silver through ritual magic within the Greedy Sect. In addition to using extraordinary materials, some important human organs can also serve as good media materials.
Before Jerlend became the bishop and carried out the restructuring within the sect, it was reasonable for the Greedy Sect to have the same reputation as the other six major sects.
The extraordinary professional names such as debt collectors and moneylenders passed down from the beginning are indeed closely related to the work and behavior of the believers.
"Isn't it true that we have a good relationship? Besides, the only two rich and oily people I know are one is the Archduke of Belwien, and the other is you."
"Then why don't you go find the Grand Duke."
"I don't dare to borrow money from the Grand Duke and not repay it. If I really don't pay it back, I'm afraid that Kain will eat him alive."
"Is this the reason why you take it for granted that you don't pay back the money you owe? This doesn't convince me."
"Then let me advance my salary to the head office. After all, I can be considered a high-level talent in the Church of Nature. I came to your school to teach Elvish for your sake. It's okay to advance my salary more."
"...You've almost finished advancing next year's salary."
"Well, no matter what, I will always come here to teach at least in the next few years. Our school will not replace such an excellent Elvish language teacher like me. If the school even accepts my small request, If you can't be satisfied...then I can only go to your house to eat and drink in the next half of the month." Jolina said pitifully.
"Okay, let's count your two months' salary in advance. Here's ten thousand dollars... Just save some money." Jarende took out a stack of paper with larger denominations from his space ring. The money was taken out by Qiao Linna as soon as it was taken out.
"Thank you, boss. You are closer than my brother. I'll treat you to dinner another day. See you later." Jolina took the money and thanked Jarend cordially, then left without looking back.
Jarend and Plisson stood on the relatively empty road, looking at Jolina's retreating back, not knowing what to say for a moment.
"......Who is this?"
"The Red Heart Q Jolina I mentioned to you just now, Lord Divine Envoy, is she also a teacher of Elvish language courses here?"
"Does your school still teach such high-end courses? I can't even pronounce a few words in Elvish."
"The Church of Nature has good relations with the elves, so its affiliated church colleges generally set up Elvish language courses, and real elves usually serve as teachers. In order to do a better job of pretending on the surface, I put This colleague of mine has been invited to teach." Jelend continued,
"Don't look at her now. The reason why this school can be run is thanks to her relationship with the Bishop of the Natural Church. She really helped me a lot with some things."
"It can be seen that the relationship between you is quite good." Plisson nodded. If someone owed him hundreds of thousands of dollars and refused to pay back, then he would definitely have to dismantle some of the other party's parts, but not only did Jarende not After dismantling other people's parts and giving him another 10,000 yuan, it can only be said that the relationship between the two people has gotten better.
"The God Envoy is joking, you should come with me first and take a look at the internal furnishings of the Greedy Sect." Jarend led Pleasant forward for a certain distance, and finally stopped in front of an empty church.
This church is located in a corner. Compared with the main church in the center of the school, it can be said to be inconspicuous. The statue of the Earth Mother, which is slightly taller than a person, is placed in the church. If you observe carefully, you can find that the statue in front of you seems to be the same as the one in the main church. The idols are different.
Pleasant looked at this church, and he always felt as if he had seen this church somewhere before, and there was an inexplicable sense of familiarity.
Jarend walked to the statue of Earth Mother and tapped it lightly at a certain position. Then he heard the sound of a mechanism turning. The emerald green statue of Earth Mother also began to turn over, and the humanoid loving Mother Earth turned around. , replaced by Mammon in the image of a double-headed crow.
Seeing the overturned statue, Pleasant finally recalled that this was exactly what he saw in the Stigmata of the Briber.
Jerend looked devoutly at the Mammon statue in front of him, and then prayed in a low voice in a language that Pleasant could not understand, and the eyes of the Mammon statue gradually emitted a golden light amidst the prayers.
It seemed that some kind of hidden magic circle was triggered in the church. The moment the eyes of the Mammon statue lit up with golden light, the two people's positions shifted, and they came from the church of Mother Earth to a dim scene.
"Light." Under Jerend's voice, light appeared on both sides of the dim space, and the narrow field of vision also lengthened, and a wide and lonely underground palace appeared in Plisson's field of vision.
In this completely unfamiliar environment, Pleasant heard waves of familiar, beast-like roars.
The greedy beast is the roar of the greedy beast. Pleasant will never forget the scene when he was chased by a crow beast that was taller than a house in Pandimaninan. The strange roar he heard now was very real.
In the quiet underground palace, Pleasant also discovered a familiar face, it was Frikros, the tax collector he had met in Seagull Gap. As he had guessed before, the other person was indeed a member of the Greed Sect. .
"Archbishop, why are you here? This person next to you is..." Frickros saw Plisson walking side by side with Jerlend. He felt that this person looked familiar. After taking a closer look, It was discovered that this person was Captain Jorsa whom he had met in Seagull Man before.
This person really did not die in Seagull Gap, and now he is actually related to the Archbishop.
"Frikros, you should be aware of the Lord's current situation." Jarende did not answer Fricross's question, but asked in a low voice.
"...The Lord has rejected all worship rituals except the transformation ritual. The entire sect is panicked. We...may no longer receive His blessings." Friculos sighed in return. .
"There is no need to escape, Frikros, our Lord is dead." Jarend looked at Frikros with a hint of determination in his eyes.
"But it does not mean the end of everything, because His blessings still exist and His light still shines on us."
"He has never left us, not now, and never again!"
"But......"
"There's nothing wrong with it. The person standing next to me is proof that the blessing still exists!" Jarend held Pleasant's hand, and his sonorous and powerful voice echoed in the quiet underground palace.
