He could confirm from his words that Mr. Amuro recognized his design and identity and wanted deeper cooperation.
Returning to your hometown for vacation together is also the best way to deepen the relationship between the two.
"Since you have no objection, let's set out after the church's night service in three days!"
Aslan made his decision straightforwardly.
Eins wanted to say that he was so impatient, but in the end he just opened his mouth slightly and agreed to Aslan's proposal.
"I originally wanted to invite you to dinner, but I promised my wife that we would go to the opera together in the evening and I would invite you tomorrow."
Aslan said with a smile.
Ains shook his head, pointed to the clothes on his body, and said sheepishly: "I can't just go home like this! I also need to prepare."
"My wife bought me a short tuxedo in Violet Street a few days ago. I personally think it is very good. The key price is very cheap. As a businessman, I am very cost-effective."
Aslan smiled and tried to drum up business for Hathaway and the others.
After leaving Aslan's villa with the business card of LV private custom clothing store, Eins felt a little dumbfounded.
At night, Aslan and his two wives came to the church to attend the big service.
After waiting outside the large prayer hall for nearly ten minutes, Aslan and other believers participating in the big prayer entered the hall under the guidance of the priest.
In the dim and quiet atmosphere, they were greeted by neat and ethereal strange tones.
There is something like the unsettling Divine Comedy from the previous life, which is composed entirely of tones, and no part of the pronunciation of the words can be understood.
As the holy and rhythmic sounds echoed layer by layer, the believers in the large prayer hall couldn't help but feel peaceful. They seemed to have forgotten the troubles of life and no longer worried about the various problems in the real world.
Under the guidance of several pastors, they each found their seats and sat down. In front of the altar, Bishop Ella, who was in charge of this big service, took the "Revelation of God" and began to give a simple sermon.
Aslan finally understood the purpose of this kind of prostrations. In addition to absorbing the power of faith, it can also invisibly cleanse the souls of believers. In this kind of soul-cleansing chanting for a long time, even atheists will slowly become
Believers of the omniscient and almighty God.
Only strong men who have reached the mentor level can resist this kind of soul cleansing.
Nomiri and Aslan were okay, Artoria obviously felt uncomfortable, but she could hide it very well, but next time, she would definitely not come again.
Seeing that the prostrations had come to an end, Aslan reached into his inner pocket and took out his wallet.
Holding his wallet, he stood up and entered the aisle, all the way to the altar. With Bishop Ella's kind and compassionate expression, he walked diagonally to the offering box.
Making a prayer gesture on his chest, Aslan put in all the large bills.
A total of 300 xi! He made this last night using magical imitations, one by one, but it made him very depressed.
For the first time, I felt that it was too difficult to make money.
Currently, the industry in Chester has not yet reached a balance of payments, and all the money earned in the Thorn Block is invested in the food processing package factory.
All the expenses of the villa were 'printed' by him.
"No, I have to do something big after I come back."
Aslan is already considering robbing a bank again.
As for exchanging gold, if the amount is too large, it is easy to be targeted, and if the amount is too small, it is useless. It is really a headache.
This is another reason why ANBU has been unable to start its work.
Taking a step back, he gave up his position to the donor behind him.
At this time, Bishop Ella took the initiative to come over, made a prayer gesture and said:
"May Father God bless you."
"May Father God know that what I want most now is to listen to the teachings." Aslan responded with a smile.
Bishop Ella looked at the exit on the side of the prayer hall and said:
"If you don't mind waiting for a quarter of an hour, I can give you a lecture in the library."
"This is what I long for."
Aslan's face was full of joy, but he was complaining in his heart.
"I was just talking politely, but you actually took it seriously. Who wants to listen to scripture explanations?"
Bishop Ella immediately asked a priest to lead Aslan and his wife out of the large prayer hall through the side passage and around to the library not far from the spiral staircase.
But halfway through, Arturia suddenly felt her forehead break.
"Ouch, hubby, I'm a little dizzy!"
The priest asked with concern: "Do you need me to use magic to help Mrs. Ling heal?"
Aslan shook his head and said helplessly: "This is my wife's old problem. I have seen many doctors for this migraine, but to no avail."
"Have you ever tried to use divine magic to heal?" The priest took out the holy book and was ready to cast spells at any time.
Aslan quickly stopped him.
"Thank you very much, Mr. Pastor. My wife is not actually a sincere believer. She only became a believer because of me. The effect of magical treatment is not very good. Each time it is only suppressed for a short time, and then the outbreak becomes more serious."
The priest was embarrassed to put away the sacred book. This was caused by the insufficient therapeutic effect of the priest's divine magic, so it was a test of the priest's experience in symptomatic treatment.
"Send my wife back first. It seems that I will disappoint Bishop Ella." Aslan helped Arturia walk towards the door.
The pastor could only accompany them, preparing to send Aslan and his wife away.
But when I walked to the door, I happened to bump into Congressman Curry.
"Amuro, where are you going?" Councilor Curry greeted Aslan.
"My wife has a migraine, and I'm going to send her back."
Aslan saw Senator Curry and responded with a smile.
"What a coincidence! My wife is the same, so we can let them go back together, and we can listen to Bishop Ella's explanation of Bible translation."
The corners of Aslan's mouth twitched slightly. He didn't want to hear it, so he took this opportunity to run away.
"Most women don't like this kind of thing. Let's go. Bishop Ella will prepare some good things for us later." Curry pointedly said.
Aslan blinked, knowing that he could not escape. At the same time, he was also very curious about Bishop Ella's gift.
"That's fine, I sincerely want to learn and listen to Bishop Ella's sermons."
In addition to Aslan and Curry, two unknown middle-aged men also came together. From their demeanor and conversation, it was not difficult to tell that their identities were not simple.
There are large bookshelves in the lecture room, which are filled with various books related to the omniscient and omnipotent church. There are tables and chairs on both sides for the pastors and bishops to study and preach to the believers.
Ten minutes later, Bishop Ella entered the library with a calming smile, and saw the elegant Amuro standing in front of a row of bookshelves, reading a book attentively, looking like a scholar.
Senator Curry was chatting very well with two other believers.
Bishop Ella did not have any surprises. Councilor Curry and the other two were frequent visitors to his place and often came to listen to his sermons.