Orlando James had been waiting at the door of the church on Center Street for an hour, and since Roy, the old-fashioned and serious Earl's butler, had found him a dozen days ago, and his anxiety and excitement had been tormenting him, and he felt that his fat belly had lost weight in the past ten days.

Orlando James is a gray person who has been mixed in the port area of Bayona for decades, from a small minion to the current bully, he has been looking forward to moving into the upper city with a white identity and integrating into the local upper class, but his Englo blood and not glamorous past have made him have been rejected and ostracized, and now he suddenly has a chance, and the tension in his heart can be imagined.

The shadow of cavalry and carriages finally appeared in the distance, and Orlando James, who was already waiting a little anxiously, hurriedly moved his fat body, walked to the side of the road and hung his head to wait.

The carriage stopped in front of Orlando James, his head hanging lower, and no one could have imagined that this was Orlando, the famous "wild boar" in the port district.

Gray-haired and straight-waisted, Roy got out of the carriage first, and then Orlando James saw the Earl, who was about his own size.

"Everyone is fat, why is there such a big difference?" Orlando James suddenly felt a sour feeling in his heart.

Orlando James saw the girl behind the Earl, the black and white skirt, the style was something Orlando James had never seen before, simple but elegant, and there was still a little childish face that had shown signs of changing to brightness, and her gestures were full of noble elegance that made Orlando James ashamed of himself.

"Tomorrow I will find a tailor, make a few sets of such dresses, and pick some little girls to wear for Lao Tzu to see. "Wild Boar" Orlando has a guilty thought in his heart, as a former big human trafficker, he has good goods in his hands.

"You're Orlando?"

"Yes, Lord Earl, I'm Orlando James. ”

"It's been done so quickly, are you good!"

Orlando James quickly smiled, "It's my honor to serve you. ”

"Do your job, a prosperous port of Bayonne will bring you untold wealth. ”

Charles and Olive walked through the church door, and Orlando James glanced up at the slender back, then suddenly felt chills all over his body.

Orlando turned his head to see that the cold female knight was staring at him, his murderous gaze making his fat shiver.

"Follow behind!"

Roy's cold voice rang out, and Orlando James hurriedly followed, led by two friars, through the sermon hall of the church, into a reception room at the back, where three monks in white robes were already waiting.

Orlando James had also been to the Center Street Church, but had never been able to enter the church, but he knew the two presiding friars, Afra and Moselle, and the other male friar, who was younger and should have a higher status than Moselle.

"Brother Afra, we meet again, I saw the idol ready to be repaired when I passed by the preaching hall just now, I didn't expect you to start this matter so quickly, please accept the gratitude of a devout disciple!"

When Charles saw Afra, he saluted like an ordinary believer, his eyes were calm and there was no arrogance.

"As a servant of the Goddess, it is my duty. ”

Brother Afra also smiled and saluted, but the way she looked at Charles was much more exciting, and although the two had not seen each other during this time, various rumors of the "mentally handicapped count" had reached his ears.

Some people say that he is stupid, that a livre sells "a man's pleasure", and some people say that he is black-hearted, and that a wasteland where birds don't can be sold for hundreds of thousands of livres, but in any case, in just one month, the Bayonne government office collected tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of livres.

Can you say that a person with such means is stupid?

Look at Charles in front of him again, his face is calm, his attitude is modest, even his fat body seems to be thinner than a month ago, is he really favored by the goddess and completely healed?

Or...... His stupid image was fake for so many years, and it wasn't until the death of the Marquis of Lorraine that he was forced to show his true form?

Thinking of the sudden and strange death of the Marquis of Lorraine, Afra had many speculations and thoughts in his mind.

"Sit down, Lord Earl, you have come here today for the purpose of building a new church. ”

"Brother Afra, my butler Roy has communicated with you many times about building a church in the port area, I wonder if you have any questions about the specific details?"

"There are indeed some doubts!" Afra said with a smile.

Charles smiled and sat down, looking at the young male monk he hadn't met, and guessing that the other person was the one who asked the question.

Sure enough, Afra leaned sideways and introduced to Charles, "This is Brother Aaron, from Tabel Cathedral, and he represents the wishes of Bishop Pollack. ”

Charles bowed slightly and smiled at Brother Aaron, and the young Aaron smiled modestly, but his movements and smile were a little restrained, giving Charles the impression that it was ...... Not too sophisticated.

Charles blinked, opened the spiritual power vision, compared the difference between the spiritual power in Brother Aaron's body and Afra, and quickly made some judgments.

Brother Aaron and Brother Afra have similar spiritual power types and condensation levels, and Charles judges that they should both be chanting monks of the eighth rank of the monk system.

There must be higher-ranking monks in Tabel Cathedral, at least the archbishop is a middle-level transcendent of the sixth rank, and now he has sent a chanting monk with a similar strength to Afra, so it basically excludes the possibility that Tabel Cathedral wants to overstep his bounds, and this time the matter is still decided by Afra and others in Bayona Church.

"Brother Aaron, welcome to Bayonna, a small place is no bigger than Tabel City, please explain what you don't fit into, and we will do our best to satisfy you. ”

Aaron smiled very shyly, and glanced at Afra with a dodgy look, "I am very good friends with Afra, she takes good care of me, there is nothing unaccustomed." ”

Charles looked at Aaron's dodgy eyes towards Afra, and then at Afra's somewhat indifferent attitude, and was slightly stunned, as if he had found something interesting.

"Ahem, Lord Earl, this time I am here on behalf of the Bishop, mainly for ...... Determine your intentions, why do you want to build a church in such a chaotic place as the port area? The port of Bayonne is not a big port like Massa and Pol, in fact, there is no need to build so many churches, and believers can come to the upper town to listen to the teachings of the gods if they need the guidance of the light. ”

“........”

Charles didn't understand what Brother Aaron said, didn't I understand what I meant? I just want to provide a deterrent protection for the port area that I just attracted investment, and use the prestige of your Church of Dawn, do you need an explanation?

"Brother Aaron, I think you have also seen the changes in the port area of Bayonna these days, I believe that in the near future, this will develop into a big port like Bol and Massa, the big port has a very large foreign population, in order to ensure the safety of the upper city, we must impose some restrictions on the people in the port area, and the believers from outside also need spiritual comfort and guidance, so it is very necessary to build a new church in the port area. ”

Although Charles felt that everyone should understand these things, he explained them to Aaron again, and Aaron's next sentence showed Charles exactly what he meant.

"Lord Earl, can you guarantee that Brother Afra and them will not encounter unnecessary danger in the chaotic port area, and do you have any plans to use these methods to implicate the Church of Twilight with you because you have to deal with certain people?"

"Aaron, we've already discussed whether I'm in danger or not, it's not something you should think about, you just need to explain the wishes of Bishop Pollack to Lord Earl. Afra's face turned cold, and she said to Aaron with some displeasure.

"Afra, you have no idea the real situation of the Chevalier family now, I will never let you fall into the whirlpool of power, you have no idea what kind of danger you will face......" Aaron's face turned red, eagerly explaining something to Afra, like a second-year young man who wants to impose his ideas on his companions.

"Smack!"

A fat palm lined up on the coffee table, and several cracks suddenly appeared on the solid wood coffee table.

Charles's face turned very cold, and so did his tone.

After all, he was an earl, and his status was no lower than that of Bishop Pollac of Berta, and it was already very rude for Aaron to say these words in front of him.

"Brother Aaron, do you mean what Bishop Pollack meant?"

“.......”

"It's not!"