"His relatives were killed on the way back to Ou Rui, and now he is an orphan, and all the fault is not on him, and you have no right to take him away. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info" DiHarut stepped forward and said.

Looking at the silver armor on Diharut's body and the unique emblem of the church, those people humbly touched their chests with their hands and saluted Diharut one after another.

"Yes, Lord Knight, we will not doubt your words, it's just that his father owes a huge debt to the Chamber of Commerce, we don't count this, Lao Tzu is dead, and his son pays the debt, it is justified, I think even the benevolent church will agree with my statement, isn't it, Lord Knight?" said the head of the Great Chinese in a humble tone.

"You are right, it is only natural for the Father to repay the debt of the Son, so we brought him here to win the sympathy of the Church and allocate money to pay off the debt, and our purpose is the same, and there is no conflict. Diharut said patiently.

"Go to church and apply for a donation?" asked another, surprised.

"What?" asked Credill as he stepped forward.

Seeing that Kredir was also wearing silver armor, and the rank seemed to be one level higher than Diharut, everyone became respectful.

"Knight, I'm afraid this is unlikely, when did the church's donations ever go to the common people? That's just an ornament, and most of the people who can get the donations are nobles or rich people, and I advise you not to talk in vain. The leader sneered, and the people around him also laughed in low voices.

"No matter what, this child won't go with you, if you know each other, don't make trouble for yourself. Credir's sharp gaze swept over everyone and said solemnly.

Although a group of people has the advantage in numbers, the overall strength is by no means the opponent of Diharut and Credir, not to mention, there are also the great magician Hain and the werewolf Yale, a group of people retreated in the face of difficulties, and suddenly dodged a way and let us go.

......

"Oh, it's the Holy Maiden, and you're very welcome, I'm Cameron, the elder of the Church of Ori. Elder Cameron greeted us warmly.

"Well, hello Elder, I'm really sorry to have something to ask for when I first visited. I was ashamed.

"What is the matter with the Holy Maiden? If our church can do what it can, we will definitely help it. Elder Cameron said politely, looking like a very talkative old man.

"Elder, here's the thing......" I told Elder Cameron in detail about Eslor's misfortune, and Elder Cameron was also deeply sympathetic, stroked Eslor's head with tears, and sighed: "What a poor child, the merciful Lord will bless you." ”

"So, did the Elder promise to help us apply for a donation?" I asked, a little excited.

"Uh..."Elder Cameron suddenly muttered, "Holy Maiden, the thing is actually like this, we at Ou Rui Church attach great importance to donations, in order to ensure that the donations can be used in useful places and prevent people from squeezing the donations, we have a strict review process for each donation, and in order to cater to the public opinion, each donation will be checked and distributed by a special distribution agency, which I said I don't count, why don't you go to Ou Rui's donation office to find out?"

"Oh well, thank you. "Since there is a special distribution office, I have to go and have a look.

"I'm sorry I couldn't help you. Elder Cameron said apologetically.

"It's okay, Elder, please come back, goodbye. ”

Leaving the Presbyterian Church, we went straight to Ou Rui's money distribution office.

"Hello priest, I'm Aiyi from Qiyan City, excuse me..." Before I finished speaking, I saw the priest pointing to the notice on the side with great impatience, "It's all on it, fill it in by yourself after reading it." ”

After saying that, the priest pushed a dozen tables very unkindly, and his expression was bitter and hateful, as if the people of the whole world owed him eight hundred dollars.

"Smack!~" With a sound, Diharut slapped the table hard, frightening the priest's face and turned pale, and he looked at DiHarut tremblingly, "Lord Knight, I'm sorry, I didn't see you, may I ask, do you need any help?"

Diharut pouted at me helplessly, and in an instant, pushed Eslor to the front.

"This child is ......," Diharut described Eslor's tragic experience in detail, and the priest took up a pen and quickly recorded it on the form, meticulously.

"How? Can I apply for a church donation?" asked DeHarut.

The priest reviewed the application record again and nodded, "Yes, you meet the application requirements, of course." ”

"So I can get the money?" I asked hopefully.

At this time, the priest looked up at me, and when he saw my face, the priest's eyes lit up, and his white-faced face turned red into a monkey's buttocks, and then he looked at Diharut again, "Are you together?"

"Yes, yes. I nodded.

"Oh, here I want to explain, the application conditions are met, but it does not mean that you can receive the money immediately, we will publish your application to the application list, so that people will see, according to the situation of the list, we will give priority to the eligible applications, and after receiving our notification, you can receive the money. The priest patiently explained.

"So troublesome?" said DeHarut, frowning.

"I'm sorry, it's our rule. The priest said humbly.

"Yes, thank you. "After leaving our address, we went back to our accommodation.

......

"What? Do you still need to apply for the donation fund? Esalol is so pitiful, I think it should be passed directly. Sister Salena said unfairly.

"Yes, I think so too, but, people have their own rules, and we don't have much to say, but after reading their list, I think it's quite fair, there is people's sympathy and attention on it, as long as the sympathy and attention are high, it should be passed quickly. I calmly analyzed.

"If that's the case, then it's okay, but I'm afraid that there will be some dark box operations, unspoken rules or something, then it will be too hateful. Sister Salena said with jealousy.

"Hehe, probably not, after all, the reputation of the church is at stake. I said with a smile.

The next day, we went to the donation office again, but there was no information we posted on the list.

"Priest, why isn't our application information on the list? "I went to the priest who received us yesterday and asked.

"Oh, because there is a lot of information here, so, two days later, you can find out. The priest said with a smile.

"Hey... All right. ”

Two days later, I finally saw our information in the list, and it was only a day after it was released, and there were already more than 2,000 followers and more than 500 sympathies, and among the more than 400 messages, the ranking was very high, entering the top 12, and the attention and sympathy were still increasing.

"It seems that there is hope this time, the first few have been approved, and a few of the latter have passed the review, so we should also pass it soon. I said with some excitement.

"Well, though, the one in front of us seems to be a bit of a mess. Sister Salena said, pointing to a message in front of us.

"The pig of the rich man Zhang was lost, and the family could no longer open the pot, so he asked the church for charity relief. The attention of this information is as high as more than 2,700, and the sympathy is outrageous to more than 2,000, almost all of them are sympathetic to the rich man Zhang, and what is even more incredible is that the relief money is as high as 12,000 gold coins, which is really incredible.

"Could it be that the pig of the rich man Zhang is a golden pig? Moreover, if a pig is lost, the whole family will not be able to open the pot, and they will say that the pig is alive? Sister Salena said angrily.

"Forget it, Sister Salena, it's none of our business, let's go back first, maybe we'll pass it tomorrow?" In order to avoid attracting the attention of others, I dragged Sister Salena out of the donation office.