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A few nobles went back. Although they didn't think it was right, Beta's reasoning was justified. He built a school to train pastors, which made sense.

The pastor must be literate, otherwise he is called a pastor.

But they always felt something wrong.

But I couldn't find anything wrong. After all, the vision is not long-term enough, there is no way to compare with the beta born in the information age.

The nobility's opposition was temporarily suppressed.

In the next few days, Beta completed the government affairs at hand and also met some foreign guests and envoys. Most of the envoys are very reliable and speak very well.

But there is also an idiot who doesn't know where to come from, saying that he is a country of Calibria, and actually ordered Beta to hand over a large teleportation array, otherwise they will send 20,000 troops to lay down the wealth theology.

For such an idiot, Beta was not polite, and directly caused a half-death to be thrown out of the city.

After a few more days of rest, Beta teleported to the holy city of the Temple of Life.

According to the previous agreement, Beta was staying with the mercenary union to do some small tasks, neither low-key nor conspicuous.

During this time he was invited by many teams. Many teams are quite interested in his eye-catching magic swordsman.

How many of them are fancy about his face, and how many people are fancy about his demonstrated strength are another matter.

Beta has completed a mission to dig a magic plant and is turning in. The waitress at the counter looked at him affectionately, raising her chest unconsciously.

He has been here for about ten days, and every day he will complete one or two tasks that are simple but not too easy.

And during this time, Beta didn't drink too much, and didn't look for any flowing warbler. He is self-contained and speaks with gentleness, which is a clear stream of mercenary circles.

He had a good-looking face, but he had a good character, and he had the ability. Whenever a woman sees something, he will feel annoying.

Beta smiled at the counter waitress and took away her mission reward.

In the past ten days, the money he earned from the task has exceeded three gold coins. It sounds pitiful, but in the eyes of the mercenaries, this is already a lot of money, and Beta is very efficient.

In ten days, he can get more than three gold coins. If he is given one year, will he be able to earn one hundred gold coins.

You can buy a knighthood in almost a year.

Which mercenary group does not want such talents.

The problem is that Beta rejected everyone's solicitation and went it alone. He was also threatened during this period, and even wanted to block him in some remote places.

As a result, many people disappeared, and many people were beaten to death on the side of the road.

Now the entire mercenary union knows that this young magic swordsman can't mess with it.

As he was about to leave the mercenary union, there was a loud noise at the door. Then she saw a charming pastor wearing a pale green robe, coming in.

Behind her, with four amazing mercenaries, she was quite powerful at first glance.

In Beta's vision, it was found that the ranks of the four were close to the master.

This female pastor is naturally the unparalleled bishop Celia. About a month ago, although she was almost assassinated, only three of the eight alternate bishops remained, and she naturally became a new bishop unconditionally.

According to the rules of the Temple of Life, the new bishop has the power to form his own small team. With the new bishop after the small class, you can choose to leave the sanctuary and build a temple in another city to promote the doctrine. You can also stay in the sanctuary as an internal clerk to assist the internal work of the cathedral.

Many people choose to go outside, after all, the Emperor is far away. If you go out, you can choose to be a little emperor.

And Celia, of course, chose to stay in the holy city.

This is also normal, and most female bishops make the same choice.

Now, Bishop Celia has come to the mercenary union to choose one.

Beta wasn't in a hurry, so she sat down.

Celia saw Beta at the first glance, and her eyes lightened, but instead of going directly to Beta, she went to the counter and asked the waitress for Beta's information.

The waitress looked at the beautiful Celia, and reluctantly gave him the information of the handsome young man, but considering the status gap between the two sides, she had to give it to Celia, and then walked aside Sad.

Celia pretended to look at Beta's information for a while, then walked to the latter and said, "Are you interested in becoming my subordinate?"

Pretending not to know her, Beta looked up and down for a while and asked, "What can I get?"

"Enough money." Celia sat in front of Beta, her legs raised, and her robes seemed to be pulled over her knees inadvertently, her white calf looking drooling: "Maybe there is power."

Beta shook her head. "No interest."

Celia put her hands on her chin, looked at him with interest, and continued, "What about beauty?"

"If it were you, it wouldn't work," Beta said arrogantly.

As soon as this word came out ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ the four professionals behind immediately became quite hostile to Beta. The four of them also had some special meanings to Celia, otherwise they would not easily become a subordinate of a pastor.

"Alright." Celia smiled charmingly.

At this time, a professional behind her finally couldn't help it. Say, "Boy, it's not right to talk to your employer, be careful of your third leg."

Beta looked at him and said to Celia, "Your subordinates seem to have a great opinion of me?"

At this time, Celia turned her head and said coldly to the professional who just spoke, "You are fired now."

The professional snapped: "Madam, I'm talking to you."

"I dare not want a subordinate who can help the host make decisions." Celia's expression became a bit cold: "I want to live longer."

The professional looked more gloomy: "Really no chance?"

Celia smiled softly: "Give you a chance, in case you have to help me make a decision someday, who will give me a chance at that time?"

The man nodded, and without ink, turned and left.

"Well, the person in trouble is gone now." Celia looked at Beta: "Can you promise me?"

Beta stood up, and Selia took the initiative to hold his hand, seemingly very close.

After Celia and Beta left, a group of rough men in the mercenary union sighed, "Small white face is good, and you can hook up with women casually."

Celia, that is, Monica, brought Beta to her home. The three professionals were arranged in a partial house, and Beta was taken directly into the inner room.

Beta, sitting in a chair, asked curiously, "You are so coquettish in the mercenary union, aren't you afraid that it will destroy the character you previously played?"

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