Misty plane, Kettle Inn

It was a brick-built inn 5 meters high, with a small team (of five) hired guards, who patrolled everywhere, and the sharp sunlight swept through the people inside the brigade. The main body of the hotel is a three-story building, the first floor is a bar, and the second and third floors are guest rooms. Spring is coming, and the trees in the inn have budded, tender and green, which makes people feel happy.

F. Concy was in charge with Haru, inspecting the goods.

Steward Haru was a short, stocky middle-aged man who was a close confidant of his father, who was very good at management and was able to deal with the city's grocers, the neighborhood's residents, and the city's lower-middle-class officials.

Soon, this wine pot inn was established, and because it happened that the Chamber of Commerce from all sides also came to investigate the truth, the business was good.

With such results, Foconcy was very satisfied with Haru, this specific means of doing business, which he had to study for ten years to catch up, and if it were not for his father's son, he would not have been able to manage the inn.

However, Foconcy also knew in his heart that Haru, who worked diligently, only worked for his father, and if he disobeyed his father's wishes, he could immediately turn against him.

At this moment, Haru held a list in his hand, and his eyes swept over the goods on the car: "This caravan, by the way, it is beef, salted fish, sausages, ham, cheese and ......"

After checking it, Haru said, "Yes, the list and the number match, young master, "Flour can be purchased locally, and last year had a bumper harvest!"

The two of them worked together to move all these goods to the warehouse, which is the luxury of the hotel in the next month.

After moving, Haru was also very satisfied with Phoconcy, who, although the nominal owner, was studious and diligent, and did not move at all, dictating the habits of others.

Outside, F. Conci said, "I heard that two more villages have been built outside the city of Salant, and two knights have been sealed off, and many cattle and sheep have been raised, and perhaps by this autumn we will not have to let the caravan bring meat." ”

"Well, that's right, the goods of the caravan at that time may have been more expensive. Haru nodded in agreement: "Our inn can also be self-sufficient." Coming to the ground floor of the inn, Phoconcy took a look.

Business was good in the inn, and now there were five or six merchants and guards inside, as well as some people from the city, leaning on wooden chairs and enjoying their wine by the fireplace. Although spring is coming, it is still cold, and it is best to have a fireplace.

The little proprietor of the inn, the frequent guests of the inn, was very familiar with him, and as soon as he saw him coming, several of the guests immediately raised their glasses to him, and of course he smiled and nodded in response. Then in front of the wine cabinet, mixing, waiting for the guests to come and listen to them too. "Hey, the day before yesterday...... Oh no, the day before yesterday, I heard that you were back, why did you only appear now?"

"Uncle Baka, don't say it, I almost died, and when I came back, I hurriedly begged for the grace of my lord, and after treatment, I rested for two days before I could be considered active. The young man, who was a little pale, said. "Oh, it's so miserable, I heard that you have been alone in the wild for three days, why are you so desperate?"

"Hey, on the one hand, it's for money, it's worth a lot of money to draw maps, and on the other hand, I want to become level five as soon as possible!" Wen Tahai shook his head and said, "I already have a few friends who have become knights, and I want to become knights too." "Hey, that's a good point, have ambition, a toast to the future knight!" said Uncle Baca as he took a long sip of beer. "Cheers!" rang out from the inn. "Let's have a drink, it's free, and I also congratulate you on your early health and strive for level five!" Frankie smiled as he pushed a glass of beer in front of Ventahai. Wen Tahai smiled, nodded, and said, "Okay, cheers for health!"

Förconsi smiled, these ↓ have come and he has formed some small friendships with several of the middle class of this city, these friendships are very meager, but if he can go further...... He stopped thinking and resumed mixing. After a busy hour, all of a sudden, the bell rings, and it is the preparatory bell.

At this time, everyone stopped talking and silently prepared to pray, and now because of the regularity, everyone was not required to rush to the temple to worship. But he stood up and said to Haru, "Haru, I'll go to the service, and you watch for me." "Well, you can go!" said Haru, a little unimpressed.

He followed the prayers of the crowd and left, going to the temple on time every day to do something, his own shop was completely established, and there was no need to behave like this.

However, Foconcy has always behaved very well, and he is the nominal shopkeeper, so he is not easy to say.

Walking out of the hotel, F. Concy narrowed his eyes slightly, he saw Haru's expression just now, but he had his own thoughts. "Ahem, Phoconsi!" an abrupt greeting interrupted Phoconsi's train of thought, and when he looked, he saw Packa, who was a warrior and wore a cloak. "What's the matter?, Packa?" asked F. Campa. "Come with me outside the city, we can hunt and earn points, and the lord will grant the land according to the points. This is actually part of the rules that were carried out after the city was stabilized in order to create a proper middle class!\}-1, "I'm not a warrior, what should I do if I go to the wilderness? F. Campsey said, continuing to step forward. "Hey, you don't have to be a warrior, you can buy a crossbow, that's fine. Paccar said.

"I'm sorry, I think my hotel is too busy to do this. "Ahead, it's the temple," Phoconsi said, stepping forward. At this time, a stone staircase had already appeared in front of it, and a magnificent temple appeared in front of him.

The hall, made of white marble, shines in the light of the setting sun.

The high sensitivity of Forconsi made him feel a vast and inviolable force circling in the temple, making him feel his soul stirring in his body.

It was both horror and joy.

Up the steps, Paccar didn't dare to ramble any longer, and he stopped at the bottom of the stairs.

The temple was a place of shelter for the faithful, but it was also a place of divine majesty, and he did not dare to be presumptuous in this place. There are about ten steps of stairs, and when you enter the main gate, you will find the prayer hall in the center.

The prayer hall is decorated in green, and there are half-worn believers kneeling on the blankets on the ground, ready to pray. The priest, having seen his arrival, nodded and motioned for him to return immediately. Froncy found a place and knelt down. "Brothers, sisters, welcome again to the dwelling place of God, the place of grace and the place of release of your souls, now let us pray to God!"

"Great God of Nature, I have made a wish to you, open your heart, and let you witness my pious ......" The voice of the prayer sounded, and as soon as this prayer appeared, Phoconsi immediately felt a huge vortex around him, and his eyes went dark, and the whole person was absorbed into the vortex. In a trance, Phoconsi suddenly felt a light and a huge statue of a god appeared.

This statue is pale gold, the body is more than ten meters long, in front of it, Fokangxi is just a small thing, no need for any words, Fokangxi knelt down violently, reverently showing his respect. At that moment, the idol opened its eyes.

"Boom!" Phoconcy felt a huge shock wave drown himself, and in an instant "he woke up in the temple again.

The moment he woke up, he suddenly felt that a kind of power poured in from the void, and the first time the power poured in, it even made him feel dizzy, and the power rushed straight up, condensing three small golden symbols in his mind.

When he really came to his senses, the believers in the temple were gone, and the priest was standing beside him and smiling at him.

"You have done very well, and you are welcome to be my lord's servant. "The priest apparently admired him very much, and there was no doubt about his talent and piety that he could automatically qualify as a pastor by virtue of piety without professional training."

The change just now can't be concealed from the pastor.

"By the way, what magic skills have you obtained, let's hear about it. The priest asked.

"How do you know, Lord Reverend?" asked Franksie, puzzled.

"You settle down, feel it, and you'll know. The pastor said.

"Yes!" said F. Consie, his eyes closed, feeling, and after a moment, he opened them.

"Hemostasis, brightening, detecting toxicity. ”

"Three?" the priest asked in surprise, generally speaking, O-level priests only have two divine skills and three, which is a very high quality.

"Yes, three. F. Campsy replied.

"Yes, yes, you come with me.

The priest retracted his expression and said.

The street of the square, in the center of the city, where the lord of the city, the main temple, and the nobles lived, when they saw a carriage driving in, two soldiers had already surrounded them, their hands on the hilt of the sword at their waists, and they were on guard. The captain asked into the car, "Identify yourself." The window opened, and the priest leaned out, revealing his emblem. "It's the priest, please come in!" the captain waved his hand and motioned for the carriage to pass.

Square Street, most of them are small villas, and even the style is almost the same, piece S1, in front of a villa.

It is a small three-story villa with a flower garden and lawn, and the road leading to the door in the middle is paved with bluestone slabs. The pastor respectfully got out of the carriage, and at this time, there was already a man who saw Pastor Xi's front door open. "I would like to meet with Bishop Kannompa. "Wait a minute. The probationary pastor said, going back and saying goodbye.

However, now that the city has only just been built, and the church is not large, the rules are not very strict, and in chapter 1, the probationary pastor returns: "Please come in, the bishop is waiting for you in the study." The priest nodded, and went in with Phoconsi.

The study was on the second floor of the villa, and when I got to the door of the study, the priest knocked on the door.

"Come in. ”

The priest pushed open the door and entered, and Phoconcy followed him into the study.

The study room is spacious, with half of the books scattered on the shelves.

Across the desk, there sat a middle-aged man in a bishop's robe, who was reading a document and said without raising his head, "What's the matter?" "Your Excellency, when I prayed just now, I felt a servant of the Lord. "Oh?" the Bishop of Kannompa immediately raised his head and noticed F. Concise: "What's the matter, tell me about the situation." ”

"Yes, Your Excellency!" said the priest.

Bishop Kannompa listened intently, and after listening, he muttered for a moment, and said, "You said that you have three magic spells, you can use the light technique...... Yes, feel the magic in your mind, and release it with your mother's mind. ”

The god Fokangsi took a breath and concentrated on this magic technique, just pointing with his hand, a book, and a torch-like light appeared.

"Very good light technique, your name is Phoconsi, I remember you, who came to settle in my city last year, and I didn't expect to believe in our lord so quickly, and get his approval...... From now on you are a preparatory pastor, may God be with you!" Bishop Kannompa was delighted, and he rang the bell. "Your Excellency, what do you command?" said the prefectural pastor who had just arrived. "Give this trainee pastor robe. Bishop Kannompa commanded. "Yes, Your Excellency!" the probationary priest agreed, but could not help but look at Phoconse.

As the man went out, Bishop Khamrongpa said: "From now on, he will be your aco-priest, and you will have to teach him a lot in the next six months." ”

Bishop Kannopa turned back to Phoconsi and said, "You will follow him from now on, you have a lot to learn, how to be a qualified priest, only half a year, and after half a year, if you become a first-class priest, I will send you to preside over a village." ”

"By the way, I remember that you are opening a store, you don't have to worry about the store, the church will give you a monthly stipend of five gold coins, and you have to spend more time studying. ”

"Yes, my lord!" said the priest and Franksey.

At this time, a probationary priest's robe had been delivered

Fokangsi put it on the spot.

"Yes, you've done a good job, go down!" said Bishop Kannompa, waving his hand, motioning for the two to go out.

The priest saluted respectfully, led the boy out of the study, and closed the door softly.

When he walked out of the door, he finally couldn't bear it anymore and looked ecstatic.

Becoming a pastor is the opening of a glorious path.

Whether it's his father, the Chamber of Commerce, or anyone else, they all have to weigh it.

Although he can't go back by himself, after all, gods also have geographical restrictions, and if they leave their own area, it will be difficult to obtain divine magic.

It's a pity, otherwise you can go back to your hometown.

F. Campsey was overjoyed and thought with regret.