Following.

Nine o'clock in the morning.

The wooden doors of the Church of Generosity have long been opened.

Today is Monday, and it is also the Sunday of the God of Contracts, and the residents of Cold Leaf City have all come to the church, smiling reverently, and entering the outer courtyard in an orderly manner.

Men, women and children are looking forward to today's Mass, hoping to hear up close to the new priests who will deliver to them the Gospel of the God of the Covenant and thus avoid injustice and betrayal.

A black-clad missionary stood at the gate of the outer courtyard, nodding and smiling every time believers entered, and presenting a freshly printed leaflet.

"Good day, Miss Jenning, this is a new service for the residents of the Church of Generosity, and you can pass on this gospel to your loved ones and friends in need......

"Good day, Mr. Harrier, please take a look."

"Good day, Mrs. Tatum......

"Oh, the new Bishop is willing to treat the residents of Frost Leaf City,?!

A slightly chubby woman looks at the flyer, looking excited and incredulous. She turned to share the good news with another woman, and everyone around her was surprised and surprised.

"Is this true?"

"Of course it's true, the flyer still has the seal of the Church of Generosity."

"Praise the contract! Praise the Bishop!"

Believers looked at the leaflets in their hands, as if they saw the hope of salvation. Some of these believers' family members or friends happen to be suffering from the "frost disease", but most of them are unable to get a cure due to financial constraints.

Now, the Church of Generosity has launched this new service, which is still free of charge, and the residents are immediately uplifted and grateful.

"Priest Leesman, if we want to cure the 'frost disease, what do we need to do?'

A plainly dressed middle-aged man held a leaflet and spoke with some hesitation.

The black-clad missionary standing at the door recognized the gentleman as a tailor who lived nearby, and his old mother was suffering from a "frost disease."

"Later, when the Mass is over, you can bring Mrs. Müller with you, and on the right hand side of the church, Sister Maggie will diagnose and treat her."

Leesman replied truthfully.

"There will be no charge, don't worry, Mr. Gansel."

When the man heard this, his expression was relieved, and he hurriedly smiled and thanked him.

At this time, several more believers opened their mouths to ask questions, and Leesman answered them one by one patiently, and then looked at the faces of the believers in front of him, full of expectation and gratitude, and somehow felt happy in his heart, as if he was empathetic, and at the same time extremely proud.

"His Majesty Jack is truly a great and noble man...... With His help, the council will be more prosperous, and the inhabitants will live better."

The missionaries felt reverence in their hearts and became more willing to serve under their command.

At this time, Mrs. Fay, who had stopped to chat with him yesterday, was coming to worship with her husband and two daughters, and when she saw some neighbors and friends, she greeted them with spring on her face.

"Hey, little Nelly looks like she's in good shape today, it's really gratifying."

The chubby woman from before noticed that the little girl's condition had improved, and said in surprise.

"This is all thanks to the new Bishop, who generously gave him the 'holy water' that cured the little one's frost disease...... I brought Roca to worship today because I wanted to thank Her Majesty in person."

Mrs. Fei said hurriedly.

Everyone surrounded Xiao Neli, looking at each other happily and in surprise, and the exclamations continued.

"It seems that what Priest Leesman said is true!"

The believers were more at peace and couldn't wait to enter the church one by one.

The priest in charge of presiding over Mass today is none other than Akbin, who has already changed into a green priesthood, holding the Bible "Instrument of Justice" in one hand and a scale in the other, and telling the faithful about the Conrad crown on the bulletin stand

The following deeds and famous sayings teach.

He told believers not to fear those who betray the covenant, but to have the courage to resist and pray to the God of the covenant.

An hour and a half passed quickly.

At the end of the sermon, Akbin led the crowd in singing a short hymn to express his gift to the Lord.

"Praise the Covenant!"

"Thank you, Father Akbin."

The believers stood up and saluted.

Immediately, someone could not wait to walk to the side of the church, where a large table was set up, and behind it sat a nun in a gray robe.

She looked meticulously dressed, her long silken hair draped down against her fair face, her expression was calm, and the corners of her mouth smiled.

It gives people a sense of holiness and dare not transgress.

"I am Sister Magidra, a generous nun, who wishes to rid the believers of my god of evil diseases and calamities......

Maggie spoke softly.

A woman suffering from frost sat down in a chair and looked apprehensively at the young nun in front of her.

"Please reach out."

Maggie smiled and said to the woman.

Seeing the friendly smile, the woman seemed to be relieved a lot, and slowly stretched out her arms. Maggie took it, glanced at the chapped and reddened skin, and then gently pressed it twice, and made a judgment in her heart.

She quietly used her sequence ability to plant a sesame-like pox spores on the woman's wrist.

Immediately, she asked the woman to open her mouth and stick out her tongue, observe the situation in her mouth, and ask some questions. The whole process was careful and gentle, which made the black-clothed Golov sitting on the side quite uncomfortable.

Golov's gaze was fixed on every movement of Maggie, and the always holy expression on her face, which always felt strange.

"Priest Golov, please fill this lady with a small bottle of holy water."

Maggie turned her head to him and spoke politely, a smile in her eyes.

Golov was stunned for a moment, until he noticed a hint of threat flashing in Maggie's eyes, and then he shook his head, quickly took out a potion tube, scooped it into the golden cup of holy water in front of him, and handed it to the woman.

"Drink the holy water, and your sickness will be cured...... But if you don't want to have a recurrence, please come back to me every Sunday."

Maggie instructed.

The woman was pleasantly surprised to feel relieved of her discomfort by the holy water, and immediately rose to salute and thank Maggie.

"Thank you, Sister Maggie, that I will heed your admonitions."

"Good night's sleep tonight."

Maggie laughed.

There was already a long line of believers who had come to treat the frost disease, and the next patient sat down at the table, greeted politely, and extended his arm.

Maggie did not have any impatience, as she had done with the woman just now, gently examining her condition and asking about symptoms.

It was about two o'clock in the afternoon, and the church was empty.

As Golov slowly closed the church door, he heard a burst of laughter behind him. When I turned around, I saw the holy "generous nun" Maggie, dancing and rejoicing to herself.

"As long as the supernatural disease planted adapts to the 'frost disease', it can evolve into a corresponding heat on its own, thus counteracting, but this fever will not harm the human body, and a perfect balance will be achieved...... If it succeeds, then these patients won't get 'frost sickness', hahaha, I'm a genius!"

Golov stepped forward tremblingly and heard Maggie muttering something.

Maggie crossed her waist, turned to look at Golov, and said:

"Why, you're willing to sit with me for a day? Stopped playing cards?"

"Miss Maggie, do I only play cards in your eyes?"

Golov smiled bitterly.

"Hmm...... They can also pull carts."

Maggie thought for a moment and said.

Golov's breath stagnated, and he quickly explained:

"It was Mr. Jack who asked me to help you with your treatment

believers."

"I know, I know, why don't you sit next to me and flirt with me?"

Maggie rolled her eyes.

She quickly took off the nun's gray robe, revealing her waistcoat and hot pants underneath, and waved her hand as she turned away.

"You did well today, and I like your drive!"

"Thanks for the compliment, Miss Maggie."

Golov shook his head with a wry smile.

He consciously stepped forward, cleaned up the things on the table, and then left the church.

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The top of a building in the heart of the city of Cold Leaves.

In the spacious and formal conference room, two men and a woman are sitting.

"On behalf of the Limbang Shelter and the entire population, I salute you...... Your arrival, Your Majesty, is a blessing for Limpin, and this area will need your attention in the future."

A middle-aged man with brown hair raised his wine glass to signal.

On his chest was a golden plaque the size of his index finger with the inscription "Limpin Asylum, Chief Falek."

"Thank you, Your Majesty Faric."

Chen Lun sat back on the sofa, raised a glass of warm milk in his hand, and responded with a smile.

As the main city of Linbang, Lengye City should logically have three churches sitting together, but due to its special geographical location and good law and order for a long time, there are only two churches here in addition to the local official shelter.

In addition to the generous council represented by Chen Lun, the other is the madman school.

"In fact, Lin Bang is a relatively peaceful Bangcheng District, and there have been no major cases in Lengye City and the surrounding towns for decades......

The woman sitting on the other side of the sofa speaks.

He looked to be in his thirties, with pale yellow hair tied up and dressed in a retro sky-blue robe. This is the head of the madman school sitting in the main city of Lin Bang, a scholar of Suraya University.

"Despite being on the border, the Kingdom of Byron is not as trouble-stirring as the Kingdom of Beelzebub, and they have been at peace with the Empire for hundreds of years, and the border trade is in full swing...... Byron's wool, leather, and ore were in demand here, and Imperial canned food and industrial household goods were also quite popular there, especially multi-purpose folding knives."

Suraya said with a faint smile.

"As far as I know, there are more than a dozen companies that specialize in folding knives that have made a fortune with Byron as their main seller."

"I've heard of this, and when I was still in Wangcheng, the headquarters of the 'Church Company' and the 'Kendley Folding Knife Group' were set up in the upper town of Tourmaline Kloster."

Chen Lun smiled and agreed.

The three of them chatted for half an hour on an innocuous topic.

The presiding judge, Farick, mentioned the local climate disease "frost disease", and his tone was rather helpless.

"This disease is not an intractable problem, and the shelter has also asked the workshop to study the corresponding medicine, but the cost remains high, and it is difficult for the people to accept...... Now only the two plans of the madman school are barely working."

Suraya glanced at Him.

"My sect doesn't want to make money, potions and candle therapy are all costs, but it's easy to help, and if you can, you can help, but most of the people who can afford it are the upper classes such as nobles and wealthy merchants."

He shook his head calmly.

Chen Lun put down the cup and joined the conversation.

"Speaking of 'frost disease,' it just so happens that there is a doctor under our command who is interested in it, and she is taking the natural branch path, and maybe she can help the local people."

Faric became interested, chuckled and raised his glass.

"In that case, thank you again for the people of Cold Leaf City, Jack."

"The God of Covenant bears witness to justice, and rightfully so."

Chen Lun smiled slightly in response.

(End of chapter)