Half an hour later, a horse-drawn carriage rushed onto the road. "My lord, where are you going in such a hurry?" said Tom, as he drove the carriage, to the reverend of Francis F. Campsey, who was sitting in the carriage. Tom is now his regular follower, and he also believes in the god Romon.

If Pastor Fo Consy officially becomes the presiding priest of the baby, the chief and deputy captains of the temple guards will be their father and son.

"Well, I seem to have said that I was going to the city!" came a clear voice from the carriage, and it was silent again.

"Of course I know you're going to the city, but didn't you just come back from the city yesterday?

"What are you muttering?" said Reverend Franksey's voice, resounding in the carriage.

Tom, who was sitting in front of him and driving the carriage, hurriedly smiled: "Nothing, nothing."

"I know you're muttering why I've just come back from the temple and I'm in a hurry to get to the city. "It's not that I don't want to say, but I can't say, 'You just have to catch the car.'" ”

"When you get to the city and put me at the gate of the temple, you can go out and take a look around first, buy some things you want to buy, and then go back and pick me up!"

"Yes, sir. Hearing Pastor Franksey's words, Tom responded happily, "You can buy something, of course Pastor Franksey paid for it."

"This guy. In the carriage, Pastor Faucansey shook his head helplessly when he heard the sound of joy coming from outside.

Lifting the curtain of the car next to him, Pastor Frankonsy's gaze fell on the roadscape outside, only to see the sun shining brightly and the farmland being cultivated. After continuous expansion and reclamation, the entire Salante territory has shown a thriving scene.

Now, not only have villages been established, but ten or more villages have been formed into towns, and now seven feeds have been built as regional nuclei.

In the past, there were only more than 100 households in the village he managed, but now, the small gift under his guidance has 300 families, and every family has surplus food, and everyone believes in the god Romon God. Presiding over such a large number of believers, his pastoral practice has also made great progress. Because of this, he cherishes everything he has now.

"This group of people is indeed a little strange, I still report to the archbishop, let him decide!" retracted his gaze, and Pastor Faucansy's thoughts turned to the previous incident.

After saying goodbye to Knight Hard, he immediately began to investigate the situation of the caravan, and although he did not find any major suspicions about the caravan, he did realize that this caravan was paying too much attention to the affairs of this temple.

If it was before, when he hadn't noticed this caravan, he might not have noticed anything wrong with this caravan, but now that he had noticed this caravan, the more he looked at it, the more he felt that this caravan was really beautiful: "My lord, the temple has arrived. ”

When people are thinking about things, time often flies relatively quickly, and Pastor Franksey only felt that after a short while, Tom's reminder was already ringing outside. "Has it already arrived?"

Flipping the curtain of the car, Pastor Francis looked out, and sure enough, a bustling street was in plain sight. At this moment, the carriage had already stopped. Pastor Franksy jumped out of the carriage and looked around, and sure enough, he was at the door of the temple. "Tom, you can go buy some things first, take a turn, and when you're done, come back here and wait for me. With his orders done, Pastor Forconsi walked towards the door of the temple. The gatekeepers knew him, and after greeting him, he walked into the temple. "Archbishop, Pastor F. Concy has asked to see you. In the prayer room, an attendant said respectfully. "Let him in. "Yes. A few minutes later, a respectful figure appeared in front of Bishop Kannompa, who was doing his homework in the prayer room. "I don't know, Pastor Francis Fernanci, what are you seeing me for?" Campon asked, bishop Frank Fear, facing Pastor Francis Francis. He has always attached great importance to this priest, because the greatest mystery of God Romon is that he feels that although this merit will not make him immediately promoted, he will be promoted in the future, and there will be no limitations, and the future is great.

"Your Excellency, I have an important matter that I must report to you. Pastor Frank Fox bowed his head: "I am now, on my little baby, there is a caravan, the members are a little strange, although they are also in business, but they seem to be more keen to inquire about the affairs of the territory and the affairs of the temple, I think this matter may be related to that secret, come and report it to you immediately." "A caravan, is it a caravan from an out-of-town?" Bishop Kannompa frowned at the news. "Yes, I heard that the caravan came from the Pukat Territory. Pastor Franksey replied. "Okay, I already know about this matter, you did a good job, I will send someone to deal with this matter. After a moment of thought, Bishop Kannompa said.

"Do you think so, Lord Bishop...... Do they have a problem?" saw the archbishop's solemn face, and Pastor F. Francis asked cautiously.

"Yes, they do have some problems, you know, although this big secret of ours is very well protected, but if it is a secret, there will not be a day when it will not be revealed...... It is likely that some lords have already shown some clues and specially sent people to investigate. Bishop Kannompa looked at him and said. "Shall we, then, just pull them up, lest the news leak out in advance?" said Reverend F. Campsey suggested. "No, no, it's too late. Bishop Kannompa shook his head: "There are some things that you don't know, so you just ...... it."

He didn't say the rest of the words, but Pastor Franksey, who was standing across from him, already felt a sense of awe. "......Your Excellency, "Just leave this matter to me, you don't have to worry about it, by the way, you have just arrived in the new lock, are you still used to it?" Bishop Khamampa quickly changed the subject and asked. "Your Excellency, you're getting used to it. Seeing that the archbishop did not want to say more, Pastor Forconsi wisely chose to keep his mouth shut and answer the questions posed by the bishop instead.

"Well, good, keep up the good work, you have a lot of potential, I am optimistic about you. Patting Pastor Francis on the shoulder, Bishop Kannampa said encouragingly, "The next step is the fourth-level presiding priest, and among the new priests, you are the best in the group." "Yes, my lord, I will continue to try!" said Pastor Frank Frank with a deep bow of gratitude. When he was gone, a senior priest came out of the inner sanctum.

"Your Excellency, this priest seems to have asked a little too much, can you trust it?"

"Yunren can be trusted, although there is no clear myth, but he is improving quickly, but now his level is too low, a third-level priest, and he is not qualified to know more secret things. Shaking his head, Bishop Kannompa said.

"By the way, at the moment, apart from me, there is only one person who has been promoted to the fifth level, barely able to serve as a bishop, and is now presiding over the port city...... In the future, the holy war will begin, maybe we need more bishopric priests, Pune, you have to work hard!"

Bishop Kannompa sighed a little, now the number of priests is there, but the time to go to the end is still short, and the hierarchy is a little weak, if there is a group of bishop-level priests, then the power of the god Romon will be even stronger. "Lord Bishop, we are really ashamed that we did not break through, but we will try!"

"By the way, it seems that this time we sent people to investigate the information, not only the few lords who were present before us, but also more lords, who were involved, alas, this matter is really a bit tricky!" Pastor Pune, who came out, said helplessly, he was a fourth-level priest. "My lord, what are you going to do?" After waiting for a while, seeing that Bishop Kannopa actually said nothing, Pastor Punet was puzzled and bitter, so he continued to ask.

It was only then that Bishop Kannompa sighed again and said, "What else can be done? "Advance action?"

"Yes, act ahead. "The population under our management has gradually stabilized at about 55,000 people, and the people's faith is now becoming more and more devout. "And the army we have now is also several times larger than before, and it is really mobilized, we can mobilize 5,000 people, and with our current strength, we can do something. ”

Regarding the various espionage activities born some time ago, he was very indifferent: "Even if those people detect something, but after all, they can't confirm it, we have to strengthen ourselves at this point in time." "Why do we have to act in advance? Wouldn't it be better to be more prepared?" Pastor Punet asked, "Are you afraid that after a long time, they will be on guard?" "Not just defense, maybe even alliances. "Although the gods that these territories worship are not true gods, and they cannot fight across territories, because of this, once it is confirmed that our lord is the true god, they join forces in madness. "These territories are all territories that have been operating for many years, and there is a lot of power in the territory, and if they are allowed to form an alliance, it will be a great threat to us. ”

"In future battles, it will also cause us some unnecessary losses. Bishop Kannompa said: "Therefore, we must strike as soon as possible, and only by taking another territory and population can we form a deep one." "In this case, you can go and ask my lord to come over now, and I will discuss with him about sending troops. Finally, Bishop Kannompa said. "Yes, sir. Seeing Bishop Khamrongpa's order, Pastor Punet did not dare to slack off, and hurriedly took the order out. Looking at Pune's briskly walking figure, Bishop Kannompa sighed softly.

A ray of sunlight shone down from the outside at this moment, wrapping his whole person in a piece of gold, that scene was very sacred.

He gently closed his eyes and felt the sunshine, on the surface, it seemed to be extremely calm, but in his heart, it was turbulent. "It's finally time for this day again. Bishop Kannompa reopened his eyes and looked over the altar, where the sun shone in a faint flame. "My lord, please bless us, your believers, and take the initiative to gain more people and territories, so that your name can spread more widely!"

His voice, with a kind of fanaticism, was very low, but it reverberated faintly throughout the hall. Outside, in the sky, several eagles are spreading their wings and flying.

They face the sun, flying high, looking up at the sky, overlooking the earth, as if the sky and the earth are so big that they are allowed to soar. And with the same mood, there is also Bishop Kannompa in the temple.

One day, every inch of this world, the light that shines on it will belong to the god Romon Today! There are only two chapters left today, and four chapters will be added tomorrow