Luo Lan stood in the hall, bearing the blazing light and heat, his ears echoed with the glorious reading, he looked up at the sky, the gods on the mural on the top of the hall were looking down, his eyes were far-reaching and ethereal, and the emblem and flag hanging high in the air were fluttering. He sighed in his heart, he finally stood under the light and took an inevitable step to take on everything he deserved.

From then on, the light will be the sword in his hand to cut down all obstacles and thorns on the earth, and the darkness will be the creed in his heart to govern all depravity and depravity under the sky.

"Fellow Sectists," Luo Lan took a deep breath, slowly turned around, and also paused in return, smiling: "Although the etiquette of the Sect of Light cannot be abolished, for the sake of your waist and neck not to age prematurely, please do not give it courtesy." ”

Although it seemed inappropriate to say this in such a solemn atmosphere, the pastor's humorous tone immediately dispelled the complaints and hostility in the hearts of all present, and they all smiled knowingly, and narrowed the distance between them a little.

Luo Lan turned his face slightly, intentionally or unintentionally, and threw a look at the stunned Rust Priest, who seemed to remember something, and his eyes were suddenly full of excitement and excitement.

Na Olaser stood aside with his head down, his eyes were unwilling and resentful, and the hand holding the staff trembled slightly, at this point, his plan had been completely aborted, because no one would believe that a quasi-episcopal church of the Illuminati would become a spy of some black dragon, this is undoubtedly too ridiculous inference, and, with Luo Lan's identity, because there are too many unknown factors that will affect him, it is understandable to deliberately keep a low profile.

Morgowatts slowly walked down the steps, sighed and saluted Luo Lan, he was greatly remorseful, he had an opportunity to draw a missionary into his camp, but now, not only did he give up a potential ally, but he also pushed the other person into an unfriendly position with him. It could even be an enemy.

"Ladies and gentlemen," Alexander said, taking a step towards the center of the temple, drawing his sword and raising it high, raising his voice as hard as he could, "Lord Rundit, as a missionary of the Holy See, should have led the last line of attack in the absence of Brother Midler, and I am willing to follow him. Defend the glory of the Lord together. ”

The priest of Rust hurriedly expressed his attitude, and he said excitedly: "The priesthood I lead is willing to follow the pastor. He turned to face several Templar swordsmen captains who were also in the diocese of Morganmona. "What about the captains' opinions?"

Several Templar swordsman captains glanced at each other, and they said in unison in a loud voice, "We do." ”

If from now on, follow a missionary who has not yet established a diocese, there is no doubt about it. Their status will not decline in the future. On the contrary, Lin Lei will have a texture increase in gold content, which is an unimaginable gift from the God of Light. "And rightfully so. Brother Dean Lante smiled softly, his one-eyed eyes full of kindness, turned around, and said with open hands, "I suppose you have no objections, right?"

Mei Weisi blinked her beautiful eyes, glanced at Naoraser not far away, smiled, and said, "Of course." There is no problem with that, and I second. She glanced at Alexander again, and instead of reproach, there was a hint of appreciation, a little bit of emotion.

Mogo Watts nodded expressionlessly. said: "Seconded." ”

The crowd looked together at Orather. The mage's expression was unnatural now, what else could he say, and he nodded reluctantly. Then he turned his face to the other side, no longer looking here, and grabbed his beard with his hand, as if he was trying to pull it all off, he knew that in this way, instead of suppressing the prestige of the Holy See, he had invisibly raised it, and he had completely failed.

"Then it's decided!" Dean Lance looked at Luo Lan with deep meaning, he suddenly took a step closer and said in a low voice: "Pastor Rundit, when I was dozing off that day, I found that you were dozing off in the audience except me, hehe, at that time, I felt that you were not a simple person......"

Luo Lan laughed, and he also whispered, "Are you sure you're dozing off, how do I feel that you're more awake than everyone else?"

An inscrutable glint flashed in Deanlance's single eye, and he smiled mysteriously, and instead of answering, he took a step back and raised his fist and announced loudly: "Three days later, march to the South Wind Islands! Exterminate the Black Dragon!"

"Slay the Black Dragon!"

A roar of response rang out in the hall, and roars came and went.

Luo Lan politely refused some nobles who came up to talk to the banquet, and withdrew from the crowd that exuded fanatical emotions, but at a glance he saw the Rust priest standing outside the temple gate, and the latter greeted him with enthusiasm, and said, "Master Pastor, I really didn't expect it......

Luo Lan had a smile on the corner of his eyes, and said slowly: "Rust Priest, I said that the meeting between you and me is guided by the Lord in the dark, what do you think?"

"It must be so!" Rust Priest said categorically, his look of undoubted conviction made Luo Lan wonder if this was really the case.

Luo Lan pursed the corners of his mouth and said, "However, there is something I need to discuss with you. ”

"You say," Rust's expression immediately became serious, and he said respectfully, "as long as I can do it." ”

"That Cynthia disciple of yours, let him come to my temporary residence at night, we have something to discuss with him. ”

Luo Lan did not explain the specific reason, although Rust had some doubts, but he did not reveal it, and bowed his head and said: "Pastor, I believe he will feel very honored to be favored by you. ”

That night, the Cynthia people danced beautifully to the sound of the drums and pianos accompanied by the rising moonlight, gracefully plucking the *** on the copper high-legged candlestick, and dancing lightly together.

"Friend, your acting skills are not inferior to those of succubi. Luo Lan sighed and stretched out the silver wine glass in his hand.

Alexander raised his glass and touched it, making a pleasant sound and smiling, "Thank you for your trust in me." ”

The two men looked at each other, laughed, and drank the algae wine in their cups at the same time.

Alexander put down his glass and said with emotion: "Friend, you are very clever in this move, and you have mastered the elite of the diocese in one fell swoop." But I still don't understand how you can help me solve my food problem?"

Luo Lan didn't speak, he took out a scroll from the space ring and handed it out.

Alexander saw the Holy See seal on it at first sight, his expression was grim, he slowly opened it to look at it, and said with a surprised face: "This is your diocesan fiefdom......?"

"It is bordered by barren deserts to the east, barbarian windswept plains to the northeast, and the scorching sun corridor to the south is the most famous bandit haunt of the continent, for further south is the Great Peninsula of Olevia, one of the overland trade routes of the free city-states. Luo Lan smiled bitterly and said, "In the texts of the Bright Sect. This is a land forsaken by the gods, as the legendary Death Canyon is just west of it. Cut off the line of sight from the central continent. ”

Alexander laughed, he patted Luo Lan on the shoulder, and said, "Friend, do you know. Our territory in the Kingdom of Denton Lun includes Death Canyon. In this way, your diocese is only separated from the land of our kingdom by a river. He looked at Luo Lan and sighed: "This is a vast field...... Moreover, the territory of your diocese fiefdom is probably more vast than the sum of our Kingdom of Dentonlun and the surrounding principalities. ”

"What's the use, it's just a barren land. Luo Lan shook his head and poured another glass of wine.

Alexander said thoughtfully: "But even if you can't grow much food, you might be the largest parish ever." You can also make a note in the canonical books of the Holy See......"

"Friend, are you comforting me?"

At this time, Xi Jiesi's respectful voice came from outside the door: "My lord, the person you asked has arrived." ”

Luo Lan said happily: "Okay, let him in." ”

The door opens. A young man with brown skin walked in. This disciple of the Rust Sacrifice did not have any restraints, and smiled and saluted Luo Lan. He bowed and said, "Master Pastor." ”

Luo Lan smiled lightly, he turned his head to look at Alexander, and said, "Friend, don't you think it's strange? There are more than fifty priests from the diocese of Morgan Mana, and according to the number of at least three servants per person, the sum of the two is about two hundred, plus three hundred Templar swordsmen, this is a team of about five hundred people, the monks will not provide supplies, all the food and forage are solved by the monks and nobles themselves, and the Rust sacrifice comes from afar, what does he rely on to maintain this daily consumption?"

His gaze fell to Matthews, and said: "The answer lies in this Cynthia disciple of his, he is the big slave owner of the Cynthia people in the South China Sea, most of the more than a dozen countries around the coast rely on sea trade to survive, and the grain crops are completely provided by the Cynthia people, in addition to the wheat and grain here can ripen more than three times a year, their fisheries are also very developed, and the grain supplied to several countries is nothing to him." ”

Alexander was shocked when he heard this, he stood up, stared at Matthews tightly, took a deep breath, and slowly sat down again.

Matthews smiled and saluted Alexander as well.

Luo Lan looked at Matthews and said in a deep voice: "Matthews, as long as you are willing to provide food to the countries that provide Alexandria every year, after I establish a diocese, I can give your people the rights of free citizens as bishops! the right to trade with any country on the coast!

Matthews hung his head and was silent, when Luo Lan was a little surprised, he suddenly raised his head, his face was full of tears, he fell to the ground, took two steps forward, kissed Luo Lan's boots, and choked up: "Master Pastor, get rid of the lowly status of inferior people, our clan has been waiting for this day for two hundred and fifty years. ”

Alexander didn't know how to express his feelings, his expression was a little excited, and he said: "We can buy grain at the price of wartime." ”

"No!" Matthews said flatly, "We only charge half the price, and we will cover the shipping costs." He raised his head, looked at Luo Lan gratefully, and said, "Pastor, this is your gift to our clan, and our clan will always remember it. ”

"Transporting grain and grass in the name of establishing a diocese, not only will it not be hijacked and accidental, but also several surrounding countries that are hostile to you will not dare to act rashly," Luo Lan slowly straightened his chest, poured the algae wine in the cup into his mouth, and then put it heavily on the table, and said: "Friend, I remember that I told you that the diocese will have it, and there will be food!"