The Righteous Player(s) Chapter 21: Salvatore Black Tower

"You seem to be getting along well with Padre Lewis."

After Louis left for a while, Annan chuckled and whispered.

He planned to collect as much information about the world as possible before meeting the mayor.

How do the righteous gods exist in this world? What is people's attitude towards the church? What is the relationship between man and God...

This involves Annan's next actions.

Because Annan's expression did not change at all, the militiamen could not tell for a while whether Annan was happy or unhappy...

They could only tentatively say:

"After all... they actually have a pretty good attitude towards us."

"Even if they ask you for money every day?"

Annan asked.

A young militiaman blurted out: "This is the rule of the church, and Pastor Louis is not a miser. When he hired us to build the church, he offered a very high price... and he also invested in the only elementary school in our town. !"

Seeing the arrogant tone of this stupid young man, the old militiaman next to him immediately came over and explained: "Yin Jue taught us that silver coins are like streams. Only when they flow, they have life; when they are stagnant, they will become rancid and lead to evil. .These Lewis priests have taught us.

"Although churches need money for everything, they are not trying to make money after all. The money they get will always be spent again... They just pass the money once."

The old militiaman sighed: "When the fish could not be sold, only Mr. Louis was willing to buy all the remaining fish. He couldn't eat so much himself, and he couldn't transport it... But it was a life-saving thing.

"Priest Louis is from the royal capital. When he first arrived at Frozen Water Port, he also mentioned that he wanted to provide us with a loan. But we were worried that we would not be able to repay it, so no one has borrowed it yet—— Maybe someone borrowed it secretly, but they certainly didn’t tell everyone."

"Lord," at this point, a militiaman who was only about sixteen or seventeen years old asked curiously, "I heard that the priests in the royal capital will also help people buy things? As long as you pay them With money, you can buy specialties from far away places without going out?"

"You also said you have to pay."

Annan glanced at him and answered ambiguously.

The militiamen seemed to have received a positive answer, and they discussed with each other in amazement.

Annan was very surprised.

This Silver Siren... is a bit fashionable.

Provide paid services to collect money from the people on a large scale, and then find an excuse to return the money when the market is not good. After coming and going, he revitalized the economy of the entire Frozen Water Port without losing anything himself.

Is it because he didn't pay anything himself?

According to this idea, the church in the royal capital might also provide banking services... No, it will definitely provide banking services.

After all, Louis mentioned loans, so the banking industry must have developed.

I didn’t expect the righteous **** of this world to be quite down-to-earth...

"What services has Padre Louis provided to you?"

Annan asked curiously.

If he guessed correctly, Louis should be providing some service industries, no capital business... He is using this method of making money to ensure that this border town is prosperous.

The answer was not what he expected:

"The main thing is medical treatment. He helps us treat diseases and injuries... He also presides over the burial of the elderly and the baptism of children at birth. If the family is better, he will ask him to name the children. He will also teach The children in the town can count and read, and teach some adults how to build houses better. Or he can also repair fishing boats and sell some particularly effective fishing bait. The mayor will also entrust him to bring back a copy of the month's fish every month. Bring the newspaper, or help the mayor bring some books that are only sold in the royal capital."

The old militiaman sighed with regret: "Of course, you have to pay...

"But after Padre Lewis came, our life did get better."

At this point, the old militiaman hesitated, but added in a low voice: "Actually, it has changed even more than after the mayor came back... It's just that I can't save money."

I understand.

Annan nodded.

Krypton can’t be controlled.

"When Louis first came," Annan asked again, "did any of you not want to give money?"

He was a little curious.

Logically speaking, this kind of thing is inevitable.

The old militiaman nodded in admiration: "As expected of the lord, he knows things like a god. Although this kind of behavior will be condemned by Sir Silver... But after all, we have a special history here, and we have never seen any priests of Sir Silver before. , so..."

“So in the beginning, there will be people who want not to pay. I won’t listen no matter what they say.”

A somewhat tired voice came from the front: "Really, Nick?"

Hearing this, the young militiaman who was making noise before shrank his neck in shame.

It was a young man with short brown hair, very handsome, but with bags under his eyes and a tired face.

He wears clothes similar to "Don Juan Geraint". It’s just that there are much fewer openings on the front, and there are no pleats on the waist, and there are no complicated decorations.

Compared with Annan, he looks much simpler.

"Lord Mayor."

The militiamen immediately saluted him.

The young man just waved his hand impatiently: "You go back."

"Sir, this is..."

"Don Juan Geraint, the third son of Count Geraint, I know."

The young mayor interrupted the old militiaman and yawned again: "You guys go down first."

The militiamen looked at each other and left with some hesitation.

The mayor looked at Annan very sleepily and looked at her carefully:

"...Well, you seem more...confident than the rumors say, Lord Geraint."

"If you have anything to say, just say it."

Annan replied coldly: "There is no need to go around so many detours."

"Then I will speak frankly, Lord Geraint."

The young mayor said without hesitation: "Where is your teacher? Benjamin Foster, the wizard from the Black Tower in the Swamp, no matter what you do, take him with you."

"Maybe he hasn't told you...but in fact, he is also my teacher. I studied at the Black Tower for five years and graduated from the Transformation School. He is my graduation tutor."

As he spoke, the young mayor reached out and took out the bronze necklace from his collar, pointing to the eye engraved on it and signaling to Annan.

That is the same mark as the eye on Benjamin's ring.

The mayor asked "Don Juan Geraint" unceremoniously and without fear, the son of an earl with a higher status than him: "Teacher Benjamin wrote to me four days ago, saying that he would soon He will arrive at the Frozen Water Port. If he does not arrive successfully in a week, let me write to Count Geraint immediately... But where is the teacher?

"Why are you the only one here?"

"——If I said ~IndoMTL.com~ the teacher has died on the road, would you believe it?"

Annan was silent for a while and then asked the young mayor coldly.

The mayor replied without hesitation: "Of course not. Even five or more Silver-level extraordinary beings may not be able to stop the teacher."

That's good.

Annan replied unceremoniously: "Then you can just be a teacher and die on the way - I won't tell you anything else."

Hearing this, the young mayor who was very irritable before became quiet.

He looked at Annan suspiciously for a while, and his tone suddenly became much calmer: "Did anyone stop you on the way?"

Annan narrowed his eyes slightly: "It seems you know a lot?"

"Don't be like this, my lord. Although you are the son of an earl, we were both wizard apprentices taught by the same mentor. Our private communication should be between seniors and juniors...or juniors. relationship."

Looking at Annan's face, the mayor said mockingly.

But Annan was not angered.

He just said calmly: "Then you should formally introduce yourself to your junior, my senior."

Seeing that Annan was not angry, the young mayor gave him a surprised look.

He muttered: "Well, it seems that the rumors are not very credible...

"Introduce yourself. Salvatore Black Tower, born in Frozen Water Port, the chief graduate of the Black Tower Transformation Sect in the Zeland in 1498, the son of the Black Tower of this generation, and a parade wizard of the Transformation Sect. In terms of rank ...After I step down as the mayor of Frozen Water Port, I will advance to silver.

"It's your turn, my lord."