Juanitta Randolph personally escorted Charles and Olive to the door of the backyard, and the white-robed friars along the way saluted the able-bodied bishop when they saw Juanita Randolph.

This is the highest courtesy for the soldiers who responded to the 'Call of Light' and went to the most dangerous northern battlefields to participate in the war.

"Godmother, please don't send it again, Olive and I will come to see you again!"

"Well, Basilent, send Charles and Olive for me!" Gianita Randolph didn't insist any longer, but watched the others leave with a kind gaze.

Basilent, with a big mouth and a big nose, led the Charles siblings out, shaking as they went, and their big mouths kept nagging.

"Oh, dear sister Olive, I haven't seen you so beautiful in a few years! Is there any noble lady you know to introduce your brother Basilent! I don't want her to be beautiful, as long as she has money and status, your brother Basilent is willing to ......."

“.......”

"Charles, do you know how difficult it is for a local nobleman to squeeze from a remote county into the circle of the royal capital, and our family in Flanders in the north is also considered to have some power, but after so many years, no girl from the royal capital has taken a fancy to me, and I am also the godson of Zhu Anita's godmother! Why is it not as good luck as you?"

"The most beautiful rose of Augustine's house, alas...... Where are my roses?"

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"When will you look as good as my brother, and your roses will naturally appear!" Olive sneered and stabbed Basilent.

"Oh...... I'm so sad, I must go to Fengyue Street tonight to find a gentle girl to soothe my wounded heart......"

Charles looked at Basilent, who was thick but full of melancholy, and couldn't understand how such a strange living treasure could have been produced in such a solemn place in the church.

It wasn't until she left the gates of the Dawn Chapel that Olive whispered to Charles that this Basilent was the son of a great woolmer in Flanders, and that he had recognized Joan Randolph as his godmother since he was a child, just like Charles and Oliv, and that the three of them often played together when they were young.

But even if Basilent's father was rich, he was only an honorary baron, and in the royal capital, a city full of nobles, if he wanted to climb into the circle of Charles and Olivie, there was really only a shortcut to marriage.

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Ten minutes later, still in the office of the small two-story building, Basilent, with a big mouth and a big nose, stood at his desk, reporting to the archbishop who was sitting in a chair with his eyes closed.

"Godmother, I received the latest news, just a few days ago, the military bureau swept the entire Lutesia Avenue and arrested all the eyeliners who were monitoring the Marquis of Lorraine's mansion, until finally the Prussian came forward to end the search, but Kovacs was also arrested, should I go to ......."

"Don't panic!"

Juanita Randolph shook her head and said lightly: "The military bureau will not offend so many forces at the same time, it won't be long before Kovacs will be released, and then ...... There's no need to send any more people, the Charr is much more powerful than you think, and maybe doesn't need our protection at all. ”

“.......”

"I know Godmother, Bishop Komela of the Church of Light just now sent a gift to congratulate you on your upcoming appointment as the deacon bishop of the Twilight Church in the Radel district!"

"Oh...... Comella: That ruthless bitch?"

“.........”

"Bishop Comera has made great achievements in the Rader district over the years, and the whole of the Radel district is said to have more than 100,000 light believers......."

Barencer didn't dare to call Cormela in a humiliating word, since she was called 'ruthless', even if she was really a bitch, it was not something that her little arms and legs could afford to mess with.

"100,000 people, who knows how many innocent people died at her hands?, conniving at the cultists of the night to mutilate civilians to cause panic, and then forcing helpless civilians to ask for help from her church, this kind of dirty method can only be made by a bitch......"

“........”

Barencer lowered his head and did not dare to speak again, the subject was already sensitive enough to shake the faith of a believer of light, darkness and light have always been incompatible, and if what Gianita Randolph said was true, it would be one of the greatest scandals in the history of light.

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"Basilent, from tomorrow you will take those boys who like to visit Fengyue Street, and give me a careful search of our diocese, I will not allow any dirty things to happen in my precinct, do you understand?"

"I understand Godmother, but you're new to your role and need to show your kindness, I have some money here...... Uh......"

As soon as Barenst's purse was taken out, he saw Juanita Randolph silently pull out a large stack of red bills, which seemed to be as many as fifty or sixty.

"Take it in exchange for some food, and distribute food every two days, I hope it will last until next year's ......."

"It's ...... Charr gave you?"

Barenster still knows a little bit about his godmother, she is a poor person who can't save money, as long as she sees believers suffering, she will definitely clean every copper plate and save them.

"It was given to me by Charles, and it seems that he owes a large foreign debt, which may not be so true......."

The money bag in Barenster's hand was about to be stuffed back into his pocket, but his Giu Anita godmother was so frightened that he took it out again, and said with great regret: "There is not much money, and it can't make much difference, Charles has given so much money......

Juanita Randolph snatched Ballenster's purse with a split, opened it and poured it all on the table, the yellow and white coins colliding together with a very beautiful clatter.

"That's it? Didn't your father give you any money this month? You went to Fengyue Street with them? Oh...... Today is the twelfth, and your father's money hasn't arrived yet......."

“.......”

Barencer almost cried, a middle-rank transcendent was always thinking about a godson's pocket money, and even the pocket money was sent that day, was there any fun for himself as a man?

"Charles is so rich, why don't you blackmail him?"

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Someone who was being nagged by a big mouth had already returned to his home in a carriage at this time, ready to sort out the spiritual power potion processed last night, and go to the Occult Research Association to sell some of it, and fill his empty pocket.

As soon as Charles and Olive got out of the carriage, they saw Tonya, the housekeeper of the Marquis's Court, approaching on her own initiative.

"My Lord, a Countess of Moyano has sent a sum of money for a bounty for Horn Connell the 'Heart Eater'. ”

"Horn Connell's bounty?"

Charles almost didn't react, as he had already sold Horn Connor's head to Prince Bouronville, and the other bounties had declared in the newspapers that they had voided the bounty, and he had no further expectation of receiving another bounty.

"Olive who is the Countess of Moyano, and did she ever post a bounty on Horn Connell?"

"I only remember that the Countess Moyano seems to be a native of Bolian, and her husband's family, the Moyano family, is a well-known local nobleman in the Bolian region, and a famous weapon merchant in the Kingdom of Florens, who is good at making muskets and cannons, and I don't know the rest. Olive thought for a moment, a little uncertain, and turned to look at Roy, the butler.

Roy said with certainty: "Sir, Count Moyano died five years ago, but the cause of death was not announced, and then his wife Butree Moyano issued this bounty, a few days ago, many people who issued bounties canceled the bounty order, so I didn't write to ask for the bounty one by one, this is my dereliction of duty, and please give me a few days, I will re-verify who has not canceled the bounty order." ”

"No, we won't be rich with one more bounty, and it's not enough to be annoying! Olive write back to this Countess of Butret Moyano and hope that she will maintain an eternal friendship with Chevalier!"

When Charles heard that the Moyano family made firearms, he suddenly had some scheming in his heart.

"Okay Charles, our family's weapons factory in Lorraine can't get it back for the time being, and there are still a few military orders at home that have not been completed, so we will hand them over to her for production!"

"What did you say?".

Charles suddenly turned his head and asked Olive in surprise, "Our family used to be in the arms business?"

Olive said of course: "Of course, we have a license. ”

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