"Baron Sean, Kasmu St. Fisher said hello to you."

In the living room, Sean met the priest in red from the Dawn Church.

"Ri'an, Priest Kasmus, please sit."

With a perfect smile, Sean made a call to Kasmu.

"To be honest, you are much younger than I expected."

Raising the wine glass, Sean said with a smile.

Hearing Sean's words, Kasmu's face also showed a smile.

"Baron Sean is as young as I expected."

Unlike most of the thinner church members, Kasmu is a rare fat man, white and fat, and is only 26 or 27 years old.

With a smile, complimenting each other, and having lunch with a happy mood, the two began to talk about serious matters.

"Barcelona Sean, Dawn Church wants to build a church in Green Field Town to provide a home for those who are confused and hope to get your support."

Gently wiping the oil stains that did not exist at the corner of his mouth, Kasmu's expression became solemn. Although he was not a noble, Kasmu did impeccable in terms of etiquette.

"Building a church is a good thing, but you should know that as part of Suthirte, I have to consider the idea of ​​the Kingdom and the Church of Storm."

After taking a sip of red wine, Sean expressed his difficulties.

"Please rest assured that the missionary activities of the Dawn Church in the New World have obtained support from the Kingdom of Sutilt. It is also said that Greene Town has received three thousand survivors of the orc disaster this time. In order to allow these three thousand poor people to have a place to shelter from the wind and rain, the church is willing to take out three thousand gold gallons to invest in the construction of Greene Town."

Kasmu did not feel any dissatisfied with Sean's previous shirk. This is a very normal thing. Although the demon tide has recovered, the church is not the previous church after all.

"Oh? The Dawn Church is indeed the Church of True God. It has such kindness towards refugees. Since that's the case, I will thank the church for the good intentions of those 3,000 refugees."

Putting down the wine glass, a smile appeared on Sean's face.

After reaching an agreement, the atmosphere in the living room became pleasant again. As for the Storm Church mentioned before, it was ignored by Sean and Kasmu very tacitly, and no one mentioned it again.

As time passed, as Kasmu's back gradually faded, the smile on Sean's face gradually subsided.

"Casmu Saint Fisher is such an interesting person. He is more like a noble than a priest. No wonder he became a priest at such a young age."

After a long period of development, the True God Church has long become a giant, with internal forces mixed in nature. Although there is no nominal noble existence, it also has family forces. The most powerful one is the family named saint as the middle name, which means that an angel appeared in their family.

Angels are the sixth level, but the sixth level is not the angels. Although angels will die, they have the power given by gods. Their lifespan is much longer than that of normal sixth level, which means that a considerable number of angels in these saint families may still be alive.

"I hope you don't let me down."

Withdrew his gaze, there was a strange glow in Sean's eyes.

Under the current trend, although it is not impossible to refuse the missionary of the Dawn Church, it is not worth the effort. After all, the church not only has angels that have been revealed, but also the true God is hidden behind the scenes.

The most important thing is that the Kingdom of Sutirt has agreed to the mission of the Dawn Church for some unknown purpose. Although the nobles still have high ruling power over their territory in this era, they are far from comparable to the Middle Ages. With the consent of the Kingdom, the Dawn Church has the right to preach in Greenfield Town in terms of law.

Now that the Dawn Church is willing to give out 3,000 Jin Jialong as a condition for Sean's support, Sean will naturally not hold on to it.

The lord's mansion, the gate, and an ordinary carriage were waiting there.

When Kasmu walked out of the Lord's Mansion, an old man with gray hair immediately met him.

Although she also wore the priest's uniform of the Dawn Church, the old man treated Kasmu more like a servant treating his master.

"Master Kasmu, please get in the car."

When bowing and bowing, the old man's attitude was impeccable.

"Uncle Kuwenser, how many times have I said it, you don't need to do this. Just call me Kasmu."

Kasmu showed special respect to the old man, and Kuwenser just smiled.

"Oh, forget it, since Uncle Kuwenser doesn't want to, just call me a priest in the future."

To settle for the second best, Kasmu changed his statement, and Kuwenser did not refuse.

"Get on the car, priest."

Hearing this, Kasmu's face showed a pleasant smile.

"Is this time going well? Priest."

In the carriage, Cowenser asked.

"It went well, Baron Sean was easier to deal with than I expected."

"That's good."

Hearing Kasmu's words, Kuwenser nodded.

"Are you wondering why I gave up the big city of Mengfeitus and chose the small town of Greenye Town?"

Although Kuwenser did not say it, Kasmu still saw the doubts in his heart. Kuwenser did not speak for the issue of Kasmu and expressed his consent. After all, compared with Mengfeitos, which had already developed a certain scale, Greenfield Town is just a countryside. Its simple population is not the same level as Mengfeitos, and population is the basis for the spread of faith.

"There are three reasons. First, Meng Feitus's goal is too big. Even if I want to compete, it will cost a lot of money. Second, Meng Feitus has the existence of the Storm Church and has a deep foundation. Once we enter, we will be suppressed by the Storm Church immediately. Although we are not afraid, it is also very troublesome, which is not conducive to opening up the situation. Third, I believe in the potential of Green Field Town. After I met Baron Sean, I am more convinced that this countryside may become a dazzling pearl on the New World in the future. At that time, my status as a priest will naturally rise."

As he said this, Kasmu's round face showed a hearty smile, and his spirit was full of excitement. It was a sense of ostentatious confidence.

Looking at Kasmu in this way, a kind smile appeared on Kuwenser's face, but he still had to pour cold water that should be poured.

"Prince, you are right. Greene Town may become a new pearl in the future, but there is a serious problem in this place. That is, the power structure here is too simple, and it is completely covered by the Montre family. It may be fine now, but as the church continues to grow, it will inevitably conflict with the Montre family. What should you do then?"

"Yes, this is indeed a problem, but so what's going on? Simplicity of the present does not mean that the future is simple. Who can capture the trajectory of fate? Let the future leave it to the future."

Kasmu had long considered the problem of Kuwenser. Although there was no good solution, only by going well with the present can one have a future, so he still smiled happily.
Chapter completed!