At first, Roland thought it was a bit expensive, but then he realized that it was not the right idea.

Two gold coins for a human life is already a good deal. He thought about it for a while, and found that the main reason for this idea was that there was a contrast.

Falken of Red Earth, who is also a Life Pastor, never charges for his treatment.

One for free, one for two gold coins! It seems that the latter is very unconscionable and a profiteer.

But in fact, the latter is the normal market. Think about it, how many people is there in Red Earth? And the population of Delbon City is already close to a million, if free treatment...... The middle-aged pastor had to be busy from morning to night, and even without rest, he would be exhausted to death.

On the altar, the girl's wounds continued to heal, and her face became more and more ruddy, and her breathing could even be faintly heard.

Roland relieved himself and took out the two gold coins that had not been in his hands for a long time from the system backpack and gave them to the middle-aged priest.

Seeing this, the soldier said respectfully to Beta and Roland, "Your Excellency, I will go and inform Old Sente to come and take her daughter. ”

Seeing the soldiers leave, Roland and Beta sat down on the stone chairs, panting, they were also tired after running for so long. This is the prayer hall, and there are rows of benches for believers to sit and listen to the teachings, and the two of them do not want to stand up when they sit down.

The middle-aged priest has short brown hair, a white face and beard, and looks quite handsome and gentlemanly. He gently tossed two gold coins in his hand, looked at Roland and Beta with interest for a while, and then said with a strange smile: "Two gold coins, save a pariah woman, and this woman is not beautiful, you are really willing to do it." ”

Beta frowned, he was upset to hear this.

Unlike Beta, a recent high school graduate, Roland also worked outside and had more experience, so he understood the middle-aged pastor's words that were ostensibly ridiculous, but in essence praised.

He smiled at the middle-aged pastor and did not speak.

However, Beta said unhappily at this time: "You can save more people, why do you charge so much." Those civilians whose lives are dying, do you give up? The core doctrine of the Temple of Life is that death is not taught, and death requires money? ”

The middle-aged priest looked at Beta with a smile: "Noble young master, you see that I am very unhappy?" ”

Beta wanted to say something, but Roland stopped him: "Don't say it, you may have misunderstood others." ”

Beta believed Roland's words, so he didn't speak again, but his face still looked a little unconvinced.

The middle-aged man looked at Beta and said with a smile: "If you question me personally, I don't bother to pay attention to you, but if you question my beliefs, I have to explain it well!" ”

Beta still had an unconvinced expression.

"You can see that you also know how to cast spells, and of course you know that we priests, like warlocks, have a limit on the number of spells we can cast. Like me, I can only store up to six 'Healing Severe Injuries' spells, and heal the number of casts roughly every three hours. In other words, even if I don't sleep, I can only use this magic eight times a day. ”

Beta frowned and said, "But you can save at least six people, instead of keeping ordinary civilians out with a high fee." ”

After spending more than a month in Red Clay Town, Beta also learned a lot about the world. Ordinary civilians do not eat or drink, and all the output of a family of five is sold for money, and they may not be able to save a single gold coin a year.

In other words, the price of two gold coins is an unattainable figure for ordinary people. If they were really in a desperate situation, they would not have been able to pay the money.

"So the eldest young master is the eldest young master." A strange smile appeared on the middle-aged pastor's face: "Even if you have a good heart, you are too naïve." ”

Beta's brow furrowed even deeper, he wanted to hear what the middle-aged priest had to say.

And Roland had actually vaguely guessed what the middle-aged pastor wanted to say.

"It's true that if I save people for free, the civilians who are saved will thank me, but this will indirectly kill more people." The middle-aged pastor said lightly.

Beta showed a sneer: "How is it possible! ”

"In the temple of life, we buy some coarse grains every day to help the poor. Suffice it to say, many poor people rely on our handouts to survive. The middle-aged priest sat beside Beta and said with a look down on him: "And where does the money for the purchase of coarse grains come from?" Taken out of you nobles. ”

Beta wanted to say that he was not a nobleman, but considering his status as a 'godborn noble', he did not refute this, but said, "But this does not prevent you from treating civilians at a cheaper price." ”

Roland sighed, knowing that Beta didn't understand what the other party meant.

The middle-aged priest laughed: "If all my magic times are used on civilians, where will the money for our temple come from?" Moreover, the aristocracy paid great attention to dignity and a sense of distance from status. If I dare to heal civilians for free, they will never come to my temple again. Because they felt that in this way, the commoners were even more honorable than they were. Without the nobles to pay for the treatment, how can the temple be maintained, without money, we can't even support ourselves, how can we help the commoners! ”

Beta opened her mouth, speechless.

He couldn't find any words to refute it.

The middle-aged priest looked at Beta with a smile: "I don't expect your understanding, but please don't insult my faith, the goddess of life is merciful and loves the world." Let's rest here first, it's rare to bump into two nobles with some kind-hearted hearts. ”

After speaking, the middle-aged pastor got up and left.

Beta sat in her chair, lost in thought. He was only eighteen years old, had just graduated from high school, had been living in an ivory tower before, and had never been out of society, so naturally he had never encountered this kind of choice to give up the small and protect the big.

Roland didn't say anything, he was resting.

It doesn't matter if children suffer more setbacks, it's better to be taught by NPCs in the game than to suffer a big loss when they really go out into society.

At this time, a group of people appeared outside the temple, and several middle-aged people in shabby clothes rushed in, and when they saw the girl on the altar, they were surprised and delighted, and a woman wiped her tears vigorously.

Then, time and space stand still, and it's time for today's game.

Crawling out of the virtual cabin, Roland took a routine shower, then opened the forum, posted the previously recorded video to the forum, and wrote the title "Ask forensic science students, or criminal investigation uncles to help find clues", the main content of the video is the scene of the body dumping in the woods cave.

Of course, the key part of the girl is marked with mosaic.

People are rescued! Mission accomplished! But Roland felt that the matter was not over!

Who did this, he was very, very, very interested in finding out.

Then, in less than ten minutes, the posts were refined, and the number of floor replies increased at a very fast rate.

Every reply is full of the anger of netizens.