Although it may sound a bit utilitarian, the relationship between God and man is actually quite utilitarian in the first place—people pay their devout faith and buy from God a service called "salvation after death."

Hills saw this even more thoroughly than the old man in the same temple, and of course she was not willing to be mediocre for the rest of her life—after entering the kingdom of heaven, the most mediocre priest could only be treated like a peasant, what a shame!

A good priest can not only live a life beyond the worldly princes, but even have the honor of being a servant of the gods—what an honorable thing!

If you don't take the initiative, just stay in that little temple in the town, even if fifty years have passed, and you are smart and hardworking, how many more believers can be developed?

Only slightly better than mediocrity?

But if you cooperate with Luo Ming, when his influence expands in the future, it will be much easier to proselytize in his sphere of influence.

Moreover, it is a great achievement to ask him to help build a new temple, and it is even more great to ask him to provide a few potential children to be the next generation of pastors, and if there is a chance to meet them, this kind of easy work is probably no less meritorious than the addition of hundreds of believers to the mission.

Of course, Luo Ming would not refuse her approach, he was sure that he could control and control her little ambition and wit. The long-term benefits of a small pastor far outweigh the possible disadvantages and the rewards paid.

And this group of cultists became famous.

In less than a quarter of an hour, their resistance was completely broken, but only three of them surrendered due to questions of faith, and the rest were either seriously wounded in the battle or simply resisted and died.

Luo Ming didn't care so much, he just threw Cang Yan on it and burned it clean.

At this moment, Shears had pulled out a small shovel that he had brought with him, stuck it in the ground in front of him, and prayed.

Assisted a nobleman and killed fifteen cultists...... Although it is not her own killing, she also has a contribution, which can be regarded as an assist.

Taken together, it is about the same as the work of thirty new believers in the mission.

Prayer is not just for peace of mind, but for the regular clergy, prayer is a way to communicate with God.

Even if the gods don't answer someone's prayers so easily, her voice, her description of her own exploits, will still be recorded...... The girl guessed that there was probably a group of high priests' souls in heaven who were in charge of recording this event, just like clerks and secretaries.

Then, the slaves in the stronghold were brought out one by one, and when they saw the bodies of the vicious slave catchers lying there casually, and Luo Ming's side was almost unharmed, the slaves gave in.

"What are you going to do with these slaves?" asked Hills as he leaned in, curious.

"Well, there are basically no male slaves, most of them are women...... I'll have to see if any of my followers need maids and maids, and sell the rest in the city." ”

Luo Ming said calmly: "Although the quality of being a slave girl is not bad, I don't need beautiful women now, but lack of population...... On average, a female slave here can be exchanged for two or three ordinary slaves, and those ordinary slaves are much better at work than them.

As for letting these delicate slave girls farm under me, maybe two of them will die of exhaustion. It's better to let those rich merchants and nobles buy them off, and maybe they can still live a makeshift life. ”

"You're a kind man. Shears snapped a sycophant, and then simply pulled out his purse, "Can you just sell me one? Just as I was paid for my trip here, would it be a little cheaper?"

"Okay, okay. Luo Ming now just wanted to finish the matter here quickly, and then pull the girl Liana that Aya needed to the side alone, and directly agreed to Hills's request.

It wasn't long after he finished saying that he came back to his senses: "Eh, Miss Priest, are you going to do anything to the slave girls?"

Hills was stunned for a moment, then said with a smile: "No, it's nothing, it's just that I want a maid, and I can let her do a lot of things in the future, such as cleaning, cooking, etc."

I don't have much money, I couldn't afford such a beautiful maid before, and I don't want to buy an aunt with a bucket waist back...... But you've already promised to sell it to me cheaper!As a big hero, you can't go back on it!"

Luo Ming could see that the last sentence of the pastor lady was selling cuteness and deliberately currying favor with him, but he didn't care about this little thing.

Whether she is cute or pretending to be cold, Luo Ming may change the way she speaks, but the attitude in her heart will not deviate - the two are cooperating because of interests, so they only talk about interests.

In order to win her over as a priest, Luo Ming didn't mind paying a little price, that's all.

As for whether she has an abnormal orientation or something, he doesn't plan to care - so many people on the modern earth are shouting on the Internet that they want to lick the pseudo-mother, and he has long been surprised.

Of course, if this is a handle, Luo Ming will catch it, but the goddess of agriculture doesn't seem to have too high requirements for people's moral standards.

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When we returned to the territory, it was already dusk.

Lockin simply threw the three surrendered fellows to Granty for interrogation, and then, under the pretext of inspecting the booty, walked to Liana's room, which was placed in a guest room as the object of special attention that Login had ordered.

Knock, knock—knocked on the door twice, and Luo Ming opened the door and walked inside.

The girl looked at him with melancholy eyes, and then spoke for the first time: "Thank you for avenging me, dear sir." ”

"It's just to get you to my use, and it's not worth thanking. Luo Ming said lightly, "They got in my way, so they died." ”

"No," she shook her head, "even that is worthy of thanks, after all, there are not many good people in the holy scriptures who never ask for anything in return."

I'll have to be honest with you, though—"

"Is it a curse?"

"Yes...... So you can see it. She sighed, "Actually, I don't know much, but I have heard a story before: the Mikhail family is not allowed to go out at will, otherwise it will invite disaster." Probably the ancestors knew that there was a curse.

During this time, although those people in the slave catcher team were bastards, they were taking care of me in order to sell me for a good price, and as a result, many accidents happened around them.

I really don't want a good person like you to suffer this kind of disaster......"