Pastor Richard returned to the old continent. After receiving the enlightenment of the God of War, the irritable brother directly opened the teleportation array, saving himself the hardship of the journey while burning funds.
"I have suffered so many years in the bird place in the far south. Can't I be extravagant?" Pastor Richard cursed and walked out of the Temple of War in the capital of the Principal of Sarion. He should have returned directly to the largest Temple of War in the Old Continent. The Temple of War was located in the Gaul Empire, but too many people didn't want to see him go back, so they could only choose the Principal of Sarion as a transition.
"It's not the case. Pastor Richard, with your God of War's contribution, no one will have any objection even if you travel back and forth ten times." A middle-aged man wearing the same priest robe as Pastor Richard explained with a bitter look: "But you also brought two big boxes, which is indeed a bit wasteful, and it is easy to cause dissatisfaction among other believers of the God of War."
The two large boxes in the middle-aged man's mouth were being carried by Pastor Richard behind him. Each box was enough to fit into two men of small size. The ropes with thick wrists firmly tied them to Pastor Richard's generous back.
"Oh? You said these two boxes?" As Pastor Richard's activities, the ropes made a creaking sound, making people worry that they would break in the next second: "After all, I have been in the Far South for so long, and I have to bring some local specialties back, both as a commemoration and a gift for my friends."
"The believer of the God of War should not have his own private property except weapons and armor." The middle-aged man was a little unhappy, but he did not dare to express it directly. Although Pastor Richard was trapped in the far south for many years, the legend about this second pole is still circulating in the old continent.
"Don't worry, it's all weapons and armor!" Pastor Richard patted the box behind him and smiled: "I have met many friends in Yuannan. They have unique insights in weapons and armor. I have collected a lot of them and I have time to show them to you!"
"No need, Lord Richard!" The middle-aged man took Pastor Richard into an inconspicuous hotel: "This is the Warriors' House we opened. You can rest here. After other accompanying people arrive, you can set out to the border of the Europa Empire."
"I'm not even having hot rice, so I'm going to send me away?" Pastor Richard put the box behind him on the ground and slapped the table hard: "Boss! Put all the meat on your menu!"
After shouting, Richard turned his head and smiled at the middle-aged man and said, "You can continue to say that I only know that this time I will go to the kingdom established by foreigners to create a new parish, but you have to tell me the specific news."
"You will get the help of eighty believers of the God of War, all of whom are excellent believers from various parishes, half of the paladins and half of the priests." The middle-aged man said to Pastor Richard: "Because of the special circumstances of the Europa Empire, we will not easily use a large number of people in the early stages, which will easily cause the rebound of the Lord of the Dawn. You will be the core of the new parish and the pastor of the future parish."
"I am also a pastor in Yuannan. Haven't I been promoted this time?" Pastor Richard said with a shameless look: "Although I feel a little embarrassed to be the pastor now, I can accept the title of a holy thing to me."
"Pastor Richard!" The middle-aged man accidentally pressed another handprint on the table: "Be careful!"
Richard waved his hand: "I'm used to it in Yuannan, and I can't adapt to the style of you guys when I come back soon. Fortunately, there are fights in the new parish where I want to go, and no one is infringing. You can continue to talk about it, and the key point is, how much does the Temple of War give me this time to do business?"
The middle-aged priest looked at Richard who was not stingy and finally could only suppress his anger: "Fifty thousand gold coins, this is the first part. After you establish a stable believer group in the new parish, the Temple of War will continue to support you and build a real Temple of War."
Pastor Richard whistled: "Fifty thousand gold coins, eighty people, and you still have to develop believers. The task is arduous!"
"Because of the Chaos Demon Tide and the sudden rise of the Europa Empire, the Temple of War has spent a lot of money in all directions, and the finances are a little tight." The middle-aged pastor explained: "Especially, the church union is now in name only. In the past, our wealth was left to the Woking Church, but now we can only rely on ourselves, and the profits have dropped sharply."
Pastor Richard curled his lips. He didn't know what level of the rough people in the Temple of War. The sharp drop in profits was definitely a beautification statement. Eighty-mostly there was no profit and he even lost money.
"Give me the list of those people, and I don't like it, so I don't want to report it." Pastor Richard reached out to ask the other party for the list: "First of all, the person who comes to my hands will be my people, and life and death will be in peace. I don't care who they are behind, and whoever has any opinions will ask them to come to me by themselves!"
The middle-aged pastor smiled bitterly and handed the list of bound books to Richard: "You are too worried. No one knows your temper. No one will send those relationships to you. Everyone has changed a lot over the years."
Before Pastor Richard was exiled to the south, he could not tolerate sand in his eyes. He relied on his ability to fight and repeatedly cleaned up the believers and priests who were named God of War and offended many people.
"Eighty people are elites. This time the New Diocese is quite special. It is the first time we are competing with the Morning Church for faith head-on, so we cannot make mistakes." The middle-aged pastor looked at Pastor Richard seriously: "Otherwise, you would not have specially asked you to come from far south to serve. After the New Diocese was established, you will face war almost immediately."
"Split the land?" Pastor Richard frowned at the detailed description on the information: "This is an unjust war, we didn't do this before!"
"The establishment of the Europa Empire was in a hurry, and the aliens were disagreeing. This war would happen regardless of whether we were or not." The middle-aged priest explained the current situation: "When the Chaos Demon Army invaded some time ago, the Europa army was divided into two systems to fight, and their internal division had long been divided."
Pastor Richard shrugged and continued reading, the God of War opposed the unjust war, but this kind of war involving politics and thought, regardless of good or evil, would focus on heroic behavior in the war.
"Glory Soul Competition?" Pastor Richard looked down with interest and saw another name of an acquaintance: "Xu Yichen? This kid is also in the Europa Empire? It's interesting. The information says that this matter itself is the support provided by the Cyris people behind the scenes?"
Chapter completed!