After leaving the manor, Gallo walked in a hurry.

He was in a hurry to go back to sleep.

Tomorrow morning we will have to open the door to welcome guests, and the old bishop will go to the countryside to preach again, and he will be the only one left in the church, and it will be very hard.

Fortunately, I don't have to stay up late like this often.

And it's not that busy during the day...

Because usually no one comes to the door...

The Miya sect to which he belonged was the smallest sect, that is, the pheasant sect in the eyes of the world, the country sect.

There is only one church, which was converted from an ordinary house.

Two clergymen, just him and the old bishop.

There are only a few believers, and they are not rich and leisurely.

Gallo still doesn't know why his own sect is so down?

He's been like that since he joined.

Maybe the doctrine is too mild?

It may also be that there are too many gods in this world, all kinds of true gods, false gods, good gods, evil gods, and many sects under them, resulting in too much pressure of competition?

The old bishop may know the truth, but he won't say...

In fact, when Gallo helps people repent at night, he has many opportunities to make a fortune.

But he didn't take a penny.

Helping people repent is not killing people and overselling goods, this is the principle and the bottom line.

And there is no way the goddess will allow him to mess around.

Yes, don't look at them down, but they worship a true god!

The true god Gallo has seen with his own eyes!

When he first crossed into this world from Earth, he didn't get any plug-in cheats, he was just an ordinary person.

Then he met an ice wolf.

Naturally, he was buried in the belly of a wolf.

Then he met the goddess.

The goddess seemed to have some interest in him, and sent down a miracle to revive him...

Gallo, who has been reborn, has become a young boy of several years.

Adopted by the old bishop, he taught knowledge and divine arts, and grew up to become the Gallo priest he is today.

For him, the church is the new home of this world.

Belief in the goddess is also a matter of course.

But as soon as he arrived home, as soon as he entered the door, he saw a hazy figure, hidden in the darkness.

"Wow!"

Gallo was taken aback.

"You want to scare me to death and inherit my robe?"

"After all, in our family, this robe is the most valuable."

He said angrily, took off the mask on his face, and asked:

"Why did you come back so soon?"

And the figure in the darkness slowly walked into the moonlight, revealing an old but kind face.

It was the old bishop who depended on him for his life.

"I'm afraid that if I don't come back soon, you will have to eat soil in the next few days."

As he spoke, the old bishop took a hot baked potato from his bosom and handed it over.

Gallo hurriedly took it, devoured it unceremoniously, and asked in a hesitant manner:

"Over there... Someone... Willing... Initiation? ”

"No, it's skinhead territory."

The old bishop shook his head with some regret.

"But I helped the villagers with their illnesses, and they gave me some food."

Gallo wiped his mouth and asked with concern:

"Those bald heads didn't bother you?"

"No, I've been very low-key and secretive all the way."

Gallo muttered with some dissatisfaction:

"But isn't that just like a cult?"

"We are orthodox churches that serve the true God and are kind to others every day!"

"There is no more reformed sect in this world than ours! How can you act like a cult? ”

The old bishop still smiled, and said indifferently:

"Don't worry about these details..."

"I'm more worried about you running over at night to trouble them than when they come to me to make trouble..."

"Don't talk nonsense!"

Gallo shook his head again and again, and argued:

"I've always been kind to people, elegant and easy-going, how can I go to trouble people?"

The old bishop didn't say much, just stared at his black robe silently...

"Why do you keep staring at my robe?"

"You don't want to pawn it, do you?"

"That's not going to work, that's the only thing I think about my hometown."

He's lived in this world for too long, he's been fully integrated into it, he's been resurrected again, and his memories on that side of Earth are blurry...

The old bishop shook his head and said:

"I just wanted to ask, do I need to help you clean it?"

"No, no, you're old, I'll do this little thing myself."

Gallo waved his hand and said:

"If nothing else, I'll go to sleep."

The old bishop suddenly said inexplicably:

"I think you should go find a woman."

Gallo suddenly stopped and asked suspiciously:

"Woman? Nuns? ”

"But we have such a few believers here, I can handle it alone, and I don't need the help of a nun?"

The old bishop shook his head helplessly again.

"Forget it... Good night..."

"Good night."

Gallo returned to his room, lay down on the bed, and habitually began to confess to the goddess:

"Today I... Hmm..."

"It was so perfect."

"Being too perfect is also a sin, I hope the goddess will forgive me."

With that, he immediately fell asleep.

As a result, he was woken up early the next morning by a series of rapid knocks on the door.

When I opened the door, it was Old John, followed by his somewhat silly son, Little John.

The two of them each carried a bulging sack behind them.

Old John said with an excited face:

"Pastor Gallo! The Goddess really heard my prayers! ”

"My son, my son is back on his own!"

"The guard who held him last night forgot to lock the door, and he escaped overnight!"

"That way, I won't have to sell my field to Baron House!"

If you want to sell it, he can't buy it...

Gallo sneered, but on the surface he nodded again and again, and said loudly:

"Oh! That's wonderful, praise be to the Goddess! ”

"Praise be to the Goddess!"

Father and son spoke in unison, and went into the church again, and came to worship and pray, and finally put the two sacks beside the offering box.

When they were gone, Gallo opened the sack, which was full of potatoes...

It is really worthy of being a devout believer, even if you have no money, you can still use other offerings.

"It's enough for us to eat until next month..."

"But my whole being is already the shape of a potato!"

Gallo said a little speechlessly.

The old bishop on the side looked very content, and said happily:

"You can go back to the market and exchange some corn and vegetables."

Gallo suddenly covered his face with his hands, as if recalling some unbearable past...

"Are you going to sell potatoes again?"

"The neighbors on the left and right say that I am a potato cult here, and there are potato priests and potato bishops living in it, and the potato goddess is worshipped..."

The old bishop was still smiling.

"Hehe, isn't that good?"

"Potatoes are a food that every family has, and it would be nice if we were as popular as potatoes in the future."

"That's not bad when you think about it..."

"Hmmm! I'll try! ”

Gallo nodded vigorously, and then picked up the broom, ready to clean the church.

But the old bishop snatched the broom, and said meaningfully:

"Leave these trivial matters to me, you better go and do something more important..."

"For example..."

"Reception of this beautiful Lieutenant Wentini."