The Righteous Player(s) Chapter 122: The routine was successful

Annan Winter came to Frozen Water Port,

It’s because of the arrangements made by the Principality of Winter...

——Or is it because he is being hunted and has nowhere to go?

This will greatly affect the next negotiation between Bishop Daryl and Annan.

"This bad old man is very evil..."

Annan clicked his tongue.

Although this fat man with golden teeth, who didn’t know how long he had lived and how old he was, looked like a good old guy with a smile, Annan knew very well... the more this kind of guy looked like a good old guy, the more difficult it was to deal with him.

Of course.

The main reason is that Annan doesn't know what Bishop Daryl wants to do.

As long as Annan can learn his true purpose.

Because now, Bishop Daryl obviously has something to ask of Annan. And he didn't know where Annan came from or what he was going to do.

If Annan could learn the opponent's hand, their positions would immediately be reversed——

"...Hmm."

Annan paused for a moment, then walked around as usual.

He has an idea.

With freshly brewed black tea and snacks in hand, Annan walked back to the bedroom.

Bishop Darryl was holding a silver metal pen and calculating something in a small notebook.

Looking back and seeing Annan entering the door, Bishop Daryl chuckled and inserted the pen back into his pocket watch.

"Isn't it inconvenient to have no servants?"

"Where."

Annan made a cold voice and raised the corners of his mouth with a soft smile: "I have long been used to it."

As he spoke, he poured a cup of black tea for Bishop Daryl and himself, took out the snack cage and put it on the table.

Annan said casually: "Fortunately, the things that the Viscount should have at home are quite complete. Oh, by the way - these snacks are all leftover from yesterday, do you mind?"

As he spoke, Annan took out a piece of soft pastry and put it into his mouth.

Bishop Daryl quickly smiled and waved his hand: "Lord, if you don't dislike it yourself, it will be fine. How can we commoners be so delicate..."

“Can our respected Lord Bishop also be considered a civilian?”

Annan said with a smile, sitting opposite Daryl: "I thought the bishop's clothing, food, housing and transportation were like those of the nobles."

His smile is like that of a child of the same age, pure, innocent and pleasant.

Bishop Daryl looked solemn: "That's impossible.

“I don’t know about other churches, but at least here, priests have no personal savings.”

At this point, he paused slightly.

Bishop Darryl suddenly realized that this was not something that could be said at this time...

If Annan really inherited the position of Grand Duke, this would have little impact. His money was not kept in his own hands.

But he is different now.

Annan himself came to a neighboring country alone. If he joins the church, it means that all the money he has on hand must be spent...

For a noble son of a duke, this is undoubtedly an unacceptable condition.

It’s as if the seller accidentally cut his own price...

Bishop Daryl was silent for a while and then added:

"——But at the same time, we can also use some simple means to bypass this curse."

As he spoke, the bald and fat bishop smiled and nodded his gold teeth: "This... can be regarded as some change.

"In addition, since I use gold teeth, it is reasonable for me to keep some spare gold teeth in the church, right? After all, I am also the face of the church, so I can't show people with my teeth open, right?"

Then, can these gold teeth be used as trading currency...

Annan looked at this fat man with an unattractive appearance in surprise.

This guy...

What a genius.

Isn’t Sir Silver too tolerant of the priests?

No, that's not right...

Annan quickly realized the problem.

"Priests cannot hold wealth" is not necessarily meant to please Yin Jue...

This is more like some kind of "discipline".

On the one hand, it is used to remind these priests that your **** is watching you; on the other hand, it is...for the common people to see.

It is to let them know that "even priests must abide by the rules."

...but so.

The gods of this world do not need believers to provide the power of faith or anything... they just need priests to maintain their core rules.

This is more like the relationship between a boss and his employees - and this is the kind of company that is understaffed and constantly underemployed. The first responsibility of employees is to give priority to completing their assigned tasks, followed by spreading corporate culture...

So the priests were too lazy to preach abroad.

For people's "compliance" with the rules of the Righteous God, maintaining the image and influence of the priests in the eyes of the public is a necessary part.

The image of the priests and the importance they attach to rules directly determine the people's perception of gods.

This may in turn affect people's recognition of the rules within each country's dioceses.

In the Noah Kingdom, Sir Silver chose "service with a smile". It's a soft talk route, a bit like "I can't stock up on this product".

Then other countries and other churches should have completely different styles...

What kind of rules should the grandmother have?

Annan thought quickly in his mind.

So he sighed softly, with some sympathy on his face: "With all due respect...Sir Silver, there are so many strange rules here."

When you hear such ambiguous words for the first time, you will almost never be wary.

And topics that elicit complaints from others are usually the easiest to obtain secret information.

As expected, the fat bishop smiled awkwardly and subconsciously complained to Annan: "Of course there is no comparison with you.

"Strictly speaking, our side is just a bunch of businessmen, and there are not even church-armed ones. It's like the side of Winter... There are also special services like the Hand of Winter to help with dark work, King."

...huh?

Annan keenly extracted key information.

He then sighed without trace and changed the topic to prevent Bishop Daryl from reacting: "That's not all...

"My Lord Bishop, do you know anything about our Principality of Winter?"

As he spoke, Annan's expression became serious.

Looking businesslike.

Seeing this, the smile on Bishop Daryl's face also faded a little.

He thought for a moment, nodded slowly and said: "I understand...I understood it before."

"This before - to what extent does it refer to?"

"A year and a half, really. The last message was in February this year."

Bishop Daryl smashed his mouth and sighed: "Lord, your place is so chaotic this year... I don't dare to cross the border anyway.

"I remember you are a Winterborn, right? Then you should also be involved... No. Speaking of which, when did you come to Frozen Water Port?"

"It's been a while."

Annan's body leaned back slightly, his expression a little helpless: "I can't tell you what I know...I'm doing this for your own good, Lord Bishop."

"Don't say too much, I understand."

The bishop shook his head: "The assassination of the Archduke involves too many things. My words are not to sow relations... But, Annan - I call you this, that is to say, I don't want these words to spread."

He no longer calls Annan by his honorific title.

The expression also became serious and dignified:

"There must be something wrong with the top management of the cold-blooded lady. It may not be who they are, or how many there are, but there must be something wrong.

"You are too young and may not know. Whether the Zhengshen blood descendants are assassinated, ill or in accidents...but when you pass away, the Zhengshen Church will definitely be notified.

"The fact that they did not rush to the scene of the crime as soon as possible shows that there was at least one traitor in the process of receiving the notice, passing it to the Notification Hall, and then to the Hand of Winter."

Bishop Daryl said seriously: "To be honest~IndoMTL.com~ I shouldn't say this, at least not at this time. I am telling you this now, and I am not trying to persuade you to join us... I just don’t want your thinking to go wrong.

"Having a gentle Grand Duke like you in the Principality of Winter is a good thing for us.

"The Noahs can no longer go through another meaningless war."

...That's it.

Annan nodded slowly: "I understand..."

He did understand.

After thinking for a moment, Annan changed the subject: "Let's talk about the bishop's matter separately.

"But the matter of nominal priests... I am indeed very interested.

"I am quite curious about the Mark of Holy Light and the extraordinary abilities of our priests. Please explain more to me."

Annan's expression was humble and his tone was gentle.