"Missionary?", Austin didn't lift his head, he carried a basket of fruit to the shelves and put it away, after a bumpy transportation, the big fruit was on top of it, and the small fruit was sunk under the frame, which made the box of fruit look very large. The work at the fruit shop is not too heavy, but it is very tiring, because from dawn you need to prepare for the whole day and work until after dinner.

He dusted his hands and wiped his face with a towel, and the weather gradually began to heat up. The four seasons of the world without industrial pollution are extremely distinct, and it is only in late spring, and the weather is already more than 20 degrees.

"What does a missionary do? Sounds kind of funny. In front of him stood a strange man wearing a very special dress, which was black and white, without any decorative patterns, and without all kinds of exquisite ornaments that are very common on the market now, giving people a very solemn feeling. If it weren't for the fact that he looked very neat and in good spirits, Austin almost thought that he was similar to himself, and that he should be a poor person at the bottom of society.

Agar smiled and said, "I preach the gospel for God the Father, so that people can know good and evil, good and bad." He pulled out a piece of wood from his wide sleeve and handed it to Austin, "Be sure to come out of town for a picnic this weekend, and you'll understand something that is bothering you." ”

Austin took the piece of wood and looked at it, put it in his pocket, he shrugged his shoulders, "Okay, but I want to ask, is there a charge for this picnic?", Agar shook his head, which made Austin finally a little interested. His life was very difficult, and to put it bluntly, fruit was everywhere outside the city, and the poor people would not spend money to buy it to save some time, while the rich people had their own orchards.

Most of the customers at the fruit shop are middle-class, but they don't visit this small shop every day.

"Is there meat? I mean the meat of Warcraft. ”

"Of course!"

Austin nodded with satisfaction, "Don't worry, I will definitely go to the appointment." ”

Watching Agar politely leave, Austin took out a small piece of wood from his pocket and looked at it carefully, the wood chip was carefully polished, without a trace of hair. In the smooth wood chip there is a hot stamped cross, edged with silver lacquer. The cost of such a small piece of wood should be about ten copper coins, and Austen habitually estimated the price of this thing. He was a little curious, what exactly does a missionary do?

The doubt was quickly dispelled in the unpleasant work until the weekend.

When Austen woke up in the morning, he even forgot about the picnic party, only remembering it when he was about to buy the ingredients. Originally, he didn't particularly want to go, but he didn't know when he had an urge to go and see if there was anything different about this picnic. At the very least, he figured out what the purpose of a picnic party was for no charge.

Changing into the only set of neat and somewhat decent linen robes, he left the city with a small piece of wood.

As soon as he left the city gate, the people who were with him asked, "Are you also going to a picnic?"

Austin nodded, "yes, are you too?"

The man smiled, apparently yes.

"Do you know what a missionary is?"

The question bothered Austin again, and the man looked left and right before whispering, "Do you know the City of the Hope and the City of Harvest?"

Austin's voice raised slightly, "Of course, do you think I'm stupid? I've been to Lookout City to see the tower, it's really spectacular!"

"I heard that the Church of Light is ruled over there, and they are promoting something that I can't tell, and many people approve of their actions and become their followers. I've heard that the archons of Huitt don't like this Church of Light, and neither do our archons. But I still want to see if it's a skill to make so many people dislike, at least I should listen to what they are trying to say. ”

When Austen heard about this for the first time, he couldn't help but ask, "Is this true? My God, the Jerutes are still attacking our city, but the city of the Hope and the city of harvest have been captured by others? God, doesn't this mean that the price of wheat kernels is going to rise this year?", Austin, who suddenly realized what he had said, quickly covered his mouth, and his eyes flashed with golden light.

Now that food prices are still very stable, do you need to hoard some?

The man was apparently aware of the problem, and the two looked at each other and stopped talking about the subject.

After all, there's a lot of money involved, and it's always good to be careful.

The silent journey lasted only twenty minutes, and Huite, and indeed the entire Southern Regions, were caught in the rush to build roads. Wider and flatter roads are enough for the army to support and defend faster. The smooth road surface makes people move faster in the wilderness, and in a short time, they have reached the agreed place.

More than twenty ovens were neatly arranged, and three carriages were loaded with various ingredients, including a cart full of monster meat.

People's love for meat can be concluded from the strong body odor they exude, ordinary people eat domestic animals or game most of the time, and few people can afford to eat monster meat. Warcraft meat is often only supplied to the elite class, which is now the aristocratic class.

The aristocracy has not yet been formally recognized and recognized, but it has already begun to emerge. Heroes returning from the front were awarded medals, and some thought they should be given a higher rank than citizens to reward them for their performance in the war and to inspire more people to participate in the war. Unbeknownst to many heroes, they will be the vanguard of a great era, smashing the old and building a new system on the ruins of the old.

From slave society to feudal society, no matter in which world, there is the same but amazing historical process.

As the inviter, Agar was accompanied by four deacons and a knight cathar. The auxiliary priests are basically from the Holy Capital, that is, the Lookout City. The people spontaneously decided to tear down the tower of the city and replace it with statues of Rossi and the Father as a sign of their respect. In Lookout City, faith is crazy, everyone feels honored to be a believer, and some guys from the Harvest City have also integrated into Lookout City like a pilgrimage.

Agar was very polite and graceful to greet everyone and arrange their seats.

Austin and Agar said a few words and were placed in the second seat in the fourth row. He was surrounded by ordinary people from the same city as him, and some of the faces were still familiar.

"Look, isn't that Master Odro?"

Austin, and the people around him, heard of it, and a magnificent carriage, pulled by horned beasts, slowly stopped on the side of the road. That's a high-level mount, and the price of one is enough to make many people desperate.

Odero was the brother-in-law of the consuls, very powerful, but a good man, and mingled with the poor. His favorite thing to do is to spend time in the square and meddle things. For this reason, the consul said several times in public that he did not do his job, did not know how to work hard and do business, and only spent money indiscriminately. But his behavior has made many people like this big man who is not doing his job properly and has a good heart to help people.

Some people stood up spontaneously, and Odro nodded again and again, greeting people, not at all arrogant.

Agar greeted him and invited him to sit in the first row.

Seeing that the people were almost there, the workers he hired began to deliver the ingredients to each oven.

"Today, I invite you to come to this picnic party to get to know you and spread the gospel of the Father. Many people may be curious, what exactly is God the Father, who is the main god of which god system? In fact, this is a wrong concept, God the Father is not a certain main god of a certain god system, but the father of all things in this heaven and earth. He is the Creator, the beginning of everything, He created us ......"

Austen, who was eating and feeling a little indebted, listened to Agar's words very seriously.

At the same time as he realized, there were also more doubts.