Clayton returned to the store for a rare occasion.

When Miss Charlotte behind the counter saw him, her eyes immediately widened.

"Mr. Bello, you are finally back. I have been wondering when you would come back."

Clayton never thought that anyone would miss him. Even though it was an employee who said it, he was still very touched.

"Yeah, me."

“Let’s take a look at the store!”

Charlotte said sternly: "Last week's Black Ribbon Weekly Report came out, and I discovered that our store's advertising has expired. It's a new quarter. Due to market changes, if you want to continue occupying the same size page as before, you have to pay more." Money, according to our previous business strategy, I have bought back the advertising space, but because you left no funds when you left, I will pay this part personally. Now that you are back, please settle the payment. By the way Mention, if you don’t come back, I won’t even be able to ask for leave, because no one can take my job.”

Clayton's movements froze and he began to take out his wallet.

"I understand, I'll give you a month's leave. You can pack your things and go back to enjoy your vacation now."

She was looking forward to it, but there was obviously no room for Clayton to squeeze in.

Without this thing, it would be difficult for him to take Clara out.

"Why doesn't Clayton go in? He looks weak. Clayton can defeat him."

Clayton looked at him and left without arguing.

A silver birdcage.

In the afternoon, after passing some twists and turns, they arrived at the Dove Square in the parish of Santaros.

Clayton had forgotten how he got this thing. Anyway, it had been in the store for about as long as he had, and no one wanted it. He had to put it on the second floor for storage. Now it is really useful. The place of martial arts.

Although Clayton is considered a handsome man by popular standards, he is not the type that Charlotte likes.

People with thin faces rubbed shoulders and were listening to the officers in dark green coats on the high platform in front of them, but their eyes were clearly looking at the steaming food next to them.

These people returned home after their service period was up, and when they gathered in a certain number, they established a group called the Salvation Army.

As for business, he still has some helpers in other dioceses, and they can communicate remotely by sending letters, but it's a little troublesome.

"It won't take a month."

Clayton said that most of the Salvation Army's minds are not normal. In order to defend their faith, they really dare to shoot at the heretics.

Clayton quickly put his idea to the test.

Clayton thought about putting Clara in a silver birdcage with a piece of gauze wrapped around it so that she could see outside, but she could not be seen outside.

His idea was very successful.

Clayton had heard of them when he was in middle school, but this group of people hadn't done anything decent so far. All they would do was keep publicizing, and the methods and effects were not good.

Clayton just shook the birdcage, and Clara chirped as planned in advance, dispelling the suspicious old lady's desire to find out.

Although the city has reorganized its streets in the past few years, some old landmark buildings have been preserved.

He probably ran out because he had nothing to do in the infantry camp.

She sat there, thinking about the necessity of getting married, and then left the antique store with her bag.

It was impossible to see what was inside the birdcage wrapped in gauze, and no one doubted that the birdcage was not a bird when it was taken to the street.

"I didn't think so. I just encountered some troubles recently and needed to close the store for a while."

They declare everywhere that the end of the world is coming and that only by becoming religious can they obtain eternal salvation.

In this case, even if the store is actively attacked by the Holy Grail during this period, there is no need to worry about her being accidentally injured.

"Please don't do this, I will misunderstand that you are pursuing me."

Some colonies are rich in mineral resources, but the environment is very harsh. The troops stationed in these areas are not accompanied by military chaplains, so the soldiers study singing and worship by themselves, and then gradually form their own unique and paranoid beliefs in the dangerous environment.

This thing is not very common because not many people are willing to raise birds, and even fewer people are willing to raise birds and buy silver bird cages at the same time.

Arriving at a place where there was no one around, Clara's voice came from the birdcage, which was slightly distorted because of the gauze covering it.

"Just go over there. Clara's house is behind that house. It's a beautiful white house." Clara said, looking at the alley.

Then a bayoneted rifle stopped him.

A soldier from the Salvation Army stood in front of Clayton and glanced at the birdcage in his hand: "You seem to be a man with something to do. You shouldn't be here."

".The road to the Holy City is full of thorns. We walk on faith and seek the true road——"

Clara just saw those buildings, and she could immediately tell whether to go left or right next. The increasing excitement and decisiveness in her tone made Clayton gradually let go of his doubts about her intelligence and memory.

Clayton recognized these people, they were quite famous in the army.

They walked all morning, and Clara also felt dry.

Several soldiers with guns surrounded the stands, forcing them to listen to the boring speech and repeat part of it - a necessary condition for getting food.

Although Clara remembered where her home was, it was completely impossible to describe the location clearly using her language function alone.

It's said to be a square, but there aren't many people here looking for entertainment.

“Having something to do” means “having a job.” The Salvation Army only helps people who have no jobs.

However, according to their temperament, it is common for them to rent a private area for charity.

"Then go spend time with your lover and think about when you are going to get married."

To Clayton's surprise, he may not be more familiar with the city than Clara.

Using food alms to threaten others to listen to you is the most despicable way, but it is the most common practice of the Salvation Army.

"Is there anything I can do to help?"

Taking some tools that he didn't have at home but needed, he went out and locked the shop, feeling happy.

He thought about it and decided that it was really necessary to give Miss Charlotte a long vacation.

Clayton was dumbfounded by her frankness.

"not at all."

"No reason, just find another way." He said impatiently.

The soldier did not step aside: "It's impossible to go there either."

As times change, people are getting married later and later, but Clayton's mind still remains on the rural life of Butnu.

Moreover, there is a ten-year age difference between the two of them, and she cannot accept such a big gap.

"Why?"

The only person who asked about the purpose of the birdcage was the landlady.

Occupying public places can easily lead to conflicts with others, and they may also be reprimanded by white believers who know the doctrine better than themselves, causing them to lose face on the spot.

Clayton looked at the space at the entrance of the alley, found a gap in the crowd, and squeezed in.

But after Clayton fed her some cake, her energy suddenly became strong again.

There, there are quite a few people who get engaged at the age of fourteen or fifteen.

The officer had a handsome face, blond hair, and a loud and beautiful voice. He was a good debater and speaker, but Clayton felt that he had chosen the most inappropriate audience.

However, Charlotte rejected him without thinking:

"No, this is too long. It only takes three days."

Clayton saw poor people queuing up in front of a certain alley, waiting for relief. The queue actually circled half of the square.

"You can't fight. The people in green coats are in the same group. They all have guns in their hands."

At the same time, Clayton also found what he wanted in the studio on the second floor.

He had seen the Salvation Army in the Veterans Club, but these people in Dove Square were undoubtedly active military personnel.

"I'm not here to get food," Clayton raised a hand and pointed at the alley behind the soldier: "I borrowed it."

"You like work?" Clayton couldn't understand her reaction.

He already felt that his target was in sight.

He went up the stairs to the second floor, but Charlotte did not follow him.

Charlotte put her fingers in her hair and said distressedly: "I just don't want to stay at home. If I stay too long, my parents will think I've been expelled."

"Salary will be paid as usual during holidays."

If you want her to show the way, you must allow her to see the outside world.

It is not wise to conflict with them without a very important reason.

And he also thought about a possibility, that is, this group of Salvation Army may have been contacted by the priest of St. Mellon Parish and was the result of Joe Mani's request for help. This also explained why they occupied Baige Square to distribute food.

Because this is just an activity along the way.

It’s just that the information he currently has cannot explain why the Salvation Army knew about coming here to investigate.

Could it be said that the church is also aware of what happened between the Holy Grail Society and the Mani family?
Chapter completed!