Chapter 1414 48. In order to save the church, the Saint decided to become an idol. "Aren't you a holy army of the church?" Annan thought that as a senior leader of the Wealth Church, the Biglit Council could understand it.
"Although the Wealth Church focuses on wealth, it is well-trained."
It means that Annan's methods are a bit... shameless.
"Why do you think so?" Annan spread his hands, "I got an endorsement fee, the store manager received sales, and the archbishop was praised by the people. Isn't this a killing of multiple goals in one fell swoop?"
"This..."
It seems that the truth is true, but the leader of the Biglit always feels something is wrong...
Annan waved goodbye to the nervous store manager, saying no need to worry, came to the street and continued, "Captain, I still remember the hymns of the wealth book."
"The brilliant Nar, the master of the golden bond. Your balance weighs fairly, and your gold fire is smelting wise. The guide to my transaction will never be fraud, and the protection of my wallet will never be broken. Let wealth rush like a river, and never fall into the quagmire of greed... right?"
Thankfully, Annan still remembers this passage that Olmedo taught himself.
"Yes."
"So what is the teaching of the church?"
"Wealth and circulation."
"Yes, so the dragons are not believers of ladies, because the gold coins that fall into their pockets are like merchant ships returning from their pockets sinking in the deep sea, and there is no possibility of reappearing again."
"No, the sea clan is also interested in gold, silver and treasures."
"Uh...you probably understand my meaning."
Annan coughed lightly and said, "Wealth and circulation are indispensable. I always say to my right-hand man, the loyal deputy city lord Olmedo, don't always pile up the money treasury too much. If there are too many, you have to find a way to spend it. Only the circulating gold coins are called gold coins. What is not piled in the money treasury is only golden stones."
Captain Biglit nodded slightly in agreement. "Then, what's the difference between not using one's own advantages to create benefits and pile up golden stones in a warehouse?"
"For example, I use my wisdom to shoot magical images, and then use the money accumulated by taking magical images to manage the territory, and use the accumulated reputation to establish a gold depository. The territory and the gold depository have pushed my wealth and reputation to a new peak--"
Captain Biglit thoughtfully.
"Now when we talk about this, on the surface, the Archbishop and I are both big names, how can we do business for a small businessman?"
"But as I said before, our reputation is not a penny of profit. But if we just do a small favor to the merchant, he can sell thousands of glasses, and Liberty City gets a lot of taxes, and this has no effect on the reputation of me and the Great Lord."
Captain Biglit was forgotten by Annan. At first, he felt that Annan was a bit shameful to take both ends.
"For example, the Holy Maiden, she has such a generous appearance, but it would be a pity that she only had Mass in the church. We can definitely make her an idol in the church."
"Idol?" Head Biglit chewed on this weird word. "It's similar to a stage actor, but it doesn't need to act, but sing, dance, and conquer the world with a pleasant voice..."
"The church is declining, why don't the saint stand up and become an idol?"
At this moment, Annan has already seen the saint's saint's saint's saint's silence - he thought about her when he heard the saint's sensation.
It is hard to imagine how addictive it would be when the saint sings.
Although the stage actors are not as noble as clergy, they are not something that ordinary people can get involved, and Biglit does not feel offended.
He was thinking about what Annan said.
"Are you telling the truth?"
Annan looked sincere as if I was lying to you: "Shou... the saint sang and danced, do you think there is any trouble?"
Leader Biglit showed obvious intention and struggle.
If someone else said this, his belief in sending it to the Heresy Inquisition will never waver.
But the Son of the Church, the spokesperson of the Lady, the owner of the Free City and the Gold House...
Bang-
Annan tiptoed and patted his hand on the shoulder armor of the Biglit.
The muscles in the captain Biglit's shoulder armor twitched, causing him to almost reflexively swing out the warhammer with a weight similar to Annan.
…
"What's the thing?"
The Abyss Fortress, Beirudona, who was looking out from the narrow gap of the fortress, was frightened. "What's wrong with you, Berudona." The tall brown-skinned demon next to him shook his depraved wings.
"I... seem to be a little dazzled."
"You must be too nervous, don't worry, those stinky demons can't come here at all."
"Well..."
Berudona was perfunctory.
What's going on? I just saw Annan waving by in front of me.
Has that guy's ability improved again?
…
"Don't worry, Commander Biglit."
Annan patted Commander Biglit's shoulder, "I won't make you embarrassed. I will find an opportunity to talk to the Archbishop in person."
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"Yeah."
"Where are you, do you want to give it a try too?"
Biglitt's body, which had just relaxed, became tense again.
"Try it...?"
"Well, give it."
"Well, give it."
Annan's voice sounded like a devil's whisper, and it rang in Captain Biglit's ears.
"As the leader of the Holy Cult Army, what is the most important thing?"
"Warrior."
"What about besides force? There is also prestige...The commander of the Holy Cult Army, not many people have heard of you, but you are not enough..."
...
...
Olmedo stood in front of the window, watching Annan and the commander of the Holy Sect, whom he had just met, walking on the street like a good brother.
She turned around and came to the lounge downstairs. Not long after, Annan walked up.
"How is it?"
"Great."
The commander of the Holy Cult Legion has been convinced by himself. Next, he will deal with the Archbishop and the Saint, and Zhi New World Pictures will have a new business.
Annan picked up the water cup on the table and drank it all, after all, he talked about it all day - and then told Olmedo. "No wonder my ancestors like you so much." After hearing this, Olmedo couldn't help but say.
"Huh?"
What does this have to do with our ancestors.
"Because others are cautious in their words and actions in front of these big names, bored and restrained, afraid of saying the wrong words, so you can only ask around ignorantly." "What is this!"
But it seems to make some sense...
If Olmedo suddenly becomes a fool one day in the future, he will definitely like to coax her.
"So why did the Archbishop tell you the story of the withering world?"
Olmedo was puzzled. Such a big man had profound meaning in every word and action.
War Annan to beware of the other world tree? But he also said that the tree of the Another World can resist weirdness...
"I don't know either." Annan leaned into the sofa, "Give full play to your intelligence, Olmedo!"
Olmedo was thinking, and Annan was thinking too.
Is it because the Archbishop discovered that he was a visitor from another world?
(This chapter ends)