Mitheran reluctantly said goodbye to Gallo, and poked his little hand out of the car window, waving it non-stop.

The coachman on the side watched and couldn't wait to get out of the car and duel with Gallo!

This is the little princess of the church! Just arched by pigs?

And look at that kid's face and tone of speech, no matter how you look at it, he looks like a scumbag, and he is good at playing with girls' feelings!

The coachman cursed in his heart, and decided to report the matter to the cardinal as soon as he returned!

After Gallo watched the carriage move away, he muttered to himself with some doubts:

"I always think that this coachman seems to hate me? Did I offend him in any way? ”

"Could it be that ... Is it because I didn't invite him into church to sit? ”

"Alas... This is really my negligence! He should have been invited in as well, and maybe he would have offered a few gold coins to the goddess? ”

Gallo examined himself as he returned to the church, ready to read the book again.

But the old bishop came out of nowhere, with a newspaper and a few bottles of fresh goat's milk in his hand.

"Wow, where did you go before?"

Gallo asked curiously.

The old bishop found a chair and sat down, and whistled again, only to see a few little milk cats crawling to his feet, screaming milkily, and staring at the bottle in his hand with big round eyes.

The old bishop took out a small handkerchief and put it around the neck of the little milk cat, and said:

"When I came back from buying newspapers, I saw Miss Mitheland's carriage coming, and went out again for a spin."

"How's it going, how are you talking?"

Gallo nodded, and told the old bishop what had just happened.

The old bishop listened, smiled and nodded, and poured the goat's milk into the milk basin and fed it to the little milk cats who were waiting to be fed.

But when he heard Gallo say that Misheran had fainted suddenly, he was taken aback, and hurriedly asked:

"How did you faint all of a sudden? It doesn't matter, right? And then? ”

"Then I got her to bed."

Gallo replied truthfully.

The old bishop was stunned for a moment, his eyes widened, and he gasped.

He slowed down for a while, patted his chest with his hand, calmed his heartbeat, and then asked:

"Then you... Like her? ”

"I like it!"

Gallo replied bluntly.

"She is so generous, she donates hardware every time she comes, and I hope she can come over every day."

"Do you like that? You're..."

"Huh? Wait..."

The old bishop was originally a little angry and planned to reprimand him a few words, but he immediately realized that something was wrong, and hurriedly asked:

"You're not just going to put her in bed, are you?"

"That's right!"

"You didn't do anything else?"

"I also covered her with a quilt and poured hot water..."

When the old bishop listened, he looked like he couldn't laugh or cry, and sighed:

"It's you..."

"And what about later? What did you talk about again? ”

Gallo then told him about helping Misheran modify his magic.

After hearing this, the old bishop nodded with satisfaction, and said:

"You have done a good job in this, if that magic can be modified successfully, it must be a good thing for the benefit of the public, this is the gospel and happiness!"

"Our goddess will be happy with this, too."

"That's great!"

Gallo replied happily.

The old bishop added:

"If you do more good deeds and good deeds like this in the future, it will be of great benefit to you to spread the gospel and well-being..."

"If you keep going, you should be able to try cultivating the Eighth Order Divine Technique soon, right?"

Gallo nodded, and asked curiously:

"Then it's a good thing for me to persuade people to be kind at night, right?"

"Well..."

The old bishop looked like he wanted to say something, and forcibly diverted the topic:

"Speaking of which, what do you think of Bishop Mithran?"

"One thing to say, she is very good, beautiful, and very generous, but she is a little stupid, and she is in a daze from time to time, so why don't you call her stupid in the future?"

Gallo commented pertinently and objectively.

"As long as you don't call her that..."

The old bishop replied with a smile in his eyes.

In this way, Gallo spent another two quiet days, that is, reading, practicing divine arts, cleaning the church, praying, and doing push-ups, squats and long-distance running with lead tied to it, making up for the lack of exercise a while ago.

Soon, it's time for him to go to work at the Shining Sword again.

Gallo arrived very early that day, and the store had just opened, and as soon as he came in, the beautiful and sexy dark-skinned dark elf shouted in surprise:

"Pastor Gallo is here!"

The store manager Bart and the cave man blacksmith Shakett hurriedly rushed out, grabbed his hands one by one, and said excitedly:

"Pastor Gallo! Our store is saved! ”

"Wow wow! Ahh ”

Then, the store manager told him the good news of the past few days.

Since he left that day, the tax collector and the people from the fire department have not come to look for trouble, and it seems that they have completely forgotten about the shop.

And the batch of samples after Gallo's blessing made the city defense army extremely satisfied, and without waiting for the end of the bidding, they signed the order, not only a batch of orders, but also an additional one.

In addition, this batch of high-quality weapons has also aroused the interest of the border guards, and negotiations are being made with the store manager.

To sum it simply, the Shining Sword is developed!

And the shopkeeper was not carried away by the order, and knew very well that most of this was due to Gallo, so he announced on the spot that he would increase his salary, which rose to 50 gold per month.

In addition, in the future, as long as Gallo can complete the task on time and does not delay the delivery, he will pay an additional gold bonus for each weapon he blesses.

Bless a weapon and a gold, which is about twice as high as the fee of those blessing masters on the market, but the workload is also much higher, and a batch of weapons, to say the least, starts at 100.

In the end, if Gallo is willing to commit to only taking over his shop in the future, he will pay a dividend every year, which is definitely a significant amount of income considering the future prospects of the Shining Sword.

The shopkeeper was so generous that he wanted to keep Gallo as a cash cow, and he even gave the clerks a gag order to prevent them from mentioning the miraculous Gallo priest outside.

It's a pity that Gallo didn't accept the final dividend.

It's not that he wants to go somewhere else to work, but as a pious priest, making money is not the goal and pursuit, just to change the church for the goddess, and when the church is beautiful and there are more believers, he probably won't have so much time to run to the store, and it is likely that he will have to bless other believers or something.

So of course, this kind of promise cannot be promised, because it may not be fulfilled later.

Gallo has always kept his promises.

The shopkeeper listened to the reason for his refusal, thought about it, suddenly raised his head with his chest straightened, raised his eyebrows, and asked:

"Pastor Gallo, what do you think of me?"