There was a loud bang, and the pulpit in front of the statue of Jesus was reduced to rubble......

"This is a church shrine, and you dare to drink here?"

A loud cry was like thunder on a dry day......

Ah Tun still chuckled in his heart: Is the bet wrong?

But the play still has to go on:

"Your Excellency, this is good wine!"

Ah Tun poured a glass and bowed to toast.

Suddenly, the style of painting changed......

"It's pretty much that, well, it's very good, at least 10 years old."

This time it's Atun's turn to shatter the three views:

The last second was very majestic, saying that the church and the holy place should not be drunk.

This, the next second, the fart trotted over and snatched the flask in his hand.

Then, Bishop Dawkins craned his neck and blew ......

After pouring a big mouthful: Ah~

wiped his mouth with his hand, smacked his mouth:

"No, it's not 10 years, at most 9 and a half years."

Then, he took another sip into the spout:

"It's much better than the old goat's horse pee."

Ah Tun sat silently on the original bench, observing and analyzing this drunken bishop:

Full of alcoholics, with a lot of strength, the old goat should be the tavern owner near here.

The bottle is sold in the auction with 9-year-old wines made by the player, and of course many 10-year-old, 12-year-old, 15-year-old, 20-year-old, and so on.

After three sips of Dawkins, there shouldn't be much left of this bottle.

This Da Kins narrowed his eyes and sat directly on the ground:

With his left hand on the bench and half leaning on it, holding the flask in his right hand, he rhythmically brings the spout to his mouth, takes a sip, and smacks it.

Bishop Dawkins also didn't say a word, as if the Atun beside him didn't exist.

Repeat this motion, and for the fourth time, shake the flask.

Ah Tun knew that there was not enough in it, so he immediately took out a pot and replaced it with Dawkins.

"Your wine, Lord Bishop."

The bishop's mentor was sitting on the ground, and Atun naturally couldn't sit on the chair, and he was also sitting on the ground next to Bishop Dawkins.

Bishop Dawkins took the flask and took another big ......

In this way, Bishop Dawkins still squinted his eyes and said nothing, only drinking.

Ah Tun also didn't say a word, only cared about delivering wine.

After Bishop Dawkins drank the third pot of 9-year-old wine, Atun began to speculate that maybe the wine was not old enough.

So, this time, what was delivered to Bishop Dawkins was 12 years old.

Bishop Dawkins took the flask and wanted to take a big sip.

When the lid of the jug was lifted, he stopped pouring the wine, took the flask close to his nose and sniffed:

"Well, 10 years old, it should be more than 10 years."

Re-closing, the spout took a big sip against the mouth, and smacked the spout:

"12 years old, good, good, really good."

After saying that, he squinted his eyes again and continued to enjoy the wine.

This time, the rate of drinking has slowed down a lot.

Divided into 12 puffs, and each sip makes you feel intoxicated.

Seeing that Bishop Dawkins drank the 12-year-old bottle, Atun took out another bottle and handed it to Dawkins:

"Your wine, Lord Bishop."

"Stop! Hiccup~" Bishop Dawkins began to burp again.

Then, he stood up lazily and patted the dust off his body.

"You kid didn't say what you were doing here?"

"Come and apprentice." Ah Tun felt that this was a drama.

"Apprenticeship?" Bishop Dawkins took the flask from Atun's hand again and took a sip.

Then, he pinched Atun's arm and the back of Atun's neck, and said:

"Well, the muscles and bones are still okay, and the strength is still a little close. Hiccup~"

When Atun heard this, his mind quickly thought about what it meant.

The muscles and bones are improvised, indicating that they are basically qualified.

Strength is still a little bit, strength is strength!

Oh yes!

At level 35, I added points to my full strength, and now at level 36, there are still 5 points that have not been added, so I will point it immediately.

"Lord Bishop, I still have the strength to do it, otherwise how can I repair the door? Why don't you try again? ”

Bishop Dawkins seemed a little dissatisfied, and handed the unfinished flask to his left hand, then reached out in front of Atun with his right hand and hooked his fingers.

Ah Tun understood and immediately offered another pot of wine.

"Well, it's okay, it's okay." Bishop Dawkins symbolically touched Atun's left arm.

"Tell me, why do you want to apprentice?"

Bishop Dawkins stood and took a sip, as if feeling something was wrong, and sat on the ground again, took another sip before nodding in satisfaction.

Atun waited to see that he had drunk well before replying:

"Boy Atun has only learned the 4 basic skills of the priest so far, and I have asked the bishop to teach me more advanced magic skills."

"What do you do?"

"Punishment Strike, Recovery, True Word Shield, and Rapid Heal are all primary."

Hearing Atun say this, Bishop Dawkins, who had drunk half of the wine, suddenly stopped:

"You, what did you say? Say it again. ”

"Primary Punishment Strike, Primary Recovery, Primary True Word Shield, Primary Rapid Healing."

It seems that after hearing the 4 skills that Atun said clearly, Bishop Daugins paused for a moment:

"Why wouldn't I?"

Not only will he not be able to do it now, but he will also be able to rectify Ah Tun:

The professional mentor of this main city, yes, even the most basic priest 4 skills can't be said, is it that he is drunk and forgets what his surname is?

"Wouldn't it? This is a pastor's most basic skill. ”

"What did you just say you were doing?"

……

Amnesia? Or Alzheimer's?

"I'm here to apprentice."

"Did I take you?"

This has been a long time, and I really didn't receive a system prompt, so Ah Tun told the truth:

"Confiscated yet."

"Ding!" System Hint: Bishop Dawkins to be your career mentor.

"Thank you, Bishop, I will work hard in the future......"

"Wait, wait." Bishop Dawkins abruptly interrupted Atun's flattering words.

"What do you call me?"

"Your Excellency, Bishop." Ah Tun looked confused.

"Shouldn't you call a mentor?"

"Oh, yes, yes, yes, Mentor."

"What are you trying to do?"

"Strive to be a good pastor!" Atun felt that Bishop Dawkins must be very satisfied with this answer.

"So, tell me what a priest does?"

Bishop Dawkins was still sipping a little wine leisurely.

"Save the life and help the wounded, assist teammates, and call it a wet nurse in layman's terms."

Ah Tun felt that his tone was a little impassioned, and such an answer should be correct.

Hearing this, Bishop Dawkins suddenly felt very dissatisfied.

A chestnut was directly rewarded on Ah Tun's head.

"Boom!" There was a bang on the ground.

Ah Tun was knocked unconscious directly: Could it be that he said something wrong? Isn't a pastor a wet nurse?

"Nonsense, you still want to be my apprentice with your consciousness?"

Ah Tun can't fix it again, no, what kind of master is this?

"Give you another chance, tell me, what is the most important thing for a pastor?"