"Who?" replied an old but sounding thick voice, and then Danica heard light and heavy footsteps. To be honest, they were separated by a wall, and the footsteps were a bit too heavy.

While standing at the door waiting, Danica asked specifically: "Does this old Joaquin have any beliefs?"

In the southern coastal areas, the boundaries between nobles and civilians are clearly divided. Although this is an elderly and respectable old man, Danica should not be called "Mr.", which is exclusive to the nobles and can only be called "Old Joaquin".

Tom organized the following language and replied: "Uncle Joaquin is a believer in the light."

Danica nodded in a clear way, indicating that she understood.

For those who truly believe in the Holy Light, adding "piousness" to the introduction is a common polite term. That is to say, if Joaquin is a true believer, Tom would say that he is a "pious" Light believer, but he didn't say that, just said that he is a believer. In fact, Joaquin is just a pan-believers, or a shallow believer.

In fact, although Holy Light is the belief of the entire human race, a considerable number of believers - in places with a not strong religious atmosphere in the southern coastal areas - are pan-believers. They will conduct weddings, funerals and other major life events according to the customs of the Holy See of Light. Sometimes they encounter troublesome things, or feel that they are unlucky recently, and they will also go to church to pray, but in essence, they cannot say that they truly believe in Holy Light.

The Holy See is also very clear about this, but there is nothing we can do about it. True believers can be cultivated and influenced, but there is no way to force them out. There is no way. The Holy See only needs to focus on suppressing other religions - as long as you don't believe in other religions. After all, pan-believers may also become true believers, as long as there is enough time.

Danica and Tom stood outside the door for a short while, and then they heard a creaking sound. The already cracked wooden door opened from the inside, and an old man stood up behind the door.

The old man looked not young, his hair and beard were gray, but he looked pretty good, his waist was straight and his expression was a bit serious, giving people a sense of perseverance and stubbornness. Danica also noticed that the old man's right leg was a prosthetic leg, which was equipped with a simple prosthetic leg. The sound of footsteps just now was because of this prosthetic leg.

Joaquin was surprised to see a young noble lady standing in front of his room. After all, this is a slum, a place where those nobles don't even look at it. How could there be a noble here? He looked at Tom, who was standing behind Danica's side with inquiring eyes.

Tom stepped forward and introduced: "Miss Fengyu, this is Uncle Joaquin, Uncle, this is Miss Danica Fengyu, my master Miss Gad, and a kind noble lady."

Although Tom only gave the attribution of "kindness", Uncle Joaquin, who had experienced a lot, already understood what he meant. This was a "naive and ignorant" noble lady who had just arrived in this city. She may have never been in contact with the bottom of society. She heard or saw the tragic experiences of some poor people, which inspired her inner pity, so she came here to see it. Tom brought this lady here, probably hoping that she could donate generously and give some real help to the poor people living in the slums!

After understanding Tom's intention, Joaquin bowed deeply and said, "Hello, Miss Fengyu."

Danica nodded slightly in response.

After this ceremony, Joaquin invited them into the cabin where they lived.

After Danica came in, she observed curiously. Like other poor people living in slums, all Joaquin's living areas were such a small room. There was a bed against the wall and a set of wooden tables and chairs. The style and structure looked a bit heavy and rough, but many details were carefully polished. There was a stove at the other end of the room against the wall, and a chimney made of bamboo joints stretched out outside. Overall, the arrangement of the whole room was a bit cramped, but it did not seem very messy. Many small things were carefully placed.

Joaquin moved the only chair in the room and said, "Miss Fengyu, please sit down."

Danica said, "Thank you."

Joaquin smiled and turned to sit on the bed. As for Tom, there was nowhere else to sit, so he could only stand.

After sitting down, Danica asked directly: "I am a magician who travels out. I have just come to this city recently. I saw that there are many poor poor people here. I hope I can do something to help them, but I don't know what to do. Tom told me that if someone can help me, you will be the only one, so I came to ask for help."

Joaquin said with a smile: "Thank you Miss Fengyu for your mercy and generosity. The most poor people in the slums lack food. It would be great if Miss Fengyu could donate some food. Many young children are weak because they are not full, and they are prone to illness and death."

Joaquin is also very straightforward. What is lacking here is food, just give some actual things.

Joaquin's straightforwardness disrupted Danica's plan a bit. She originally planned to talk about her faith with this old man who is quite prestigious here to see if he could pull him into the Curse Sect. But now it seems that if he can't take out any practical things, he will only speak vernacularly, which will definitely affect his reputation here to a large extent.

It seems that things cannot be rushed, and they need to take it step by step. Listening to Joaquin's miserable description of the children, Danica showed pity on her face and said, "I didn't expect that such a young child would have to endure such a painful life. Since I have come here, I will naturally help as much as possible."
Chapter completed!