"Yes, Mr. Jonathan." Ren said, "I want to hone my strength and fight against evil while traveling around the countries. It is estimated that I will not return to Fanlin Town for a long time, so I want to transfer this information to Fanlin Town."
Chu Laozhai can be directly cashed out and exchanged for money and equipment that can be converted into strength as soon as possible."
"Is that so?" the chief priest rubbed his chin and said thoughtfully, "It seems that you have a clearer career plan for yourself, so that both me and Feilin are more at ease. Well, you are the saint of the temple.
Samurai, you are the younger generation that we old guys have watched grow up. I will give you a 10% premium in accordance with my authority. I will give you a valuation of 6,000 gold eagle coins for this property. If you think it is okay, then
Please sign and pledge your signature on this contract."
As the chief priest of the temple, Jonathan still has some authority.
With that said, Jonathan turned around, took out the real estate transaction template contract from the cabinet on the side, and handed it to Ren's hand.
This business contract was drafted by the Temple of Wealth and certified by the governments of the four countries in the Western Continent. It has the endorsement of the Goddess of Wealth and the secular government, and no one dares to violate it easily.
"However, I would like to advise you again. It is better to think about whether to sell this old house or not. After all, you can think about it. If you really do sell it, you will have no regrets in the future. If you are really short of money now, you can ask
The temple applies for a mortgage loan. Of course, I hope you will give priority to protecting the temple."
The chief priest looked at the paladin who was carefully reading the contract and said softly.
"That's very kind of you."
Ren shook his head, filled in the location of the house on the contract with a quill, signed his name, and then handed the contract to the chief pastor.
"Black Crow Mystic Store? What kind of stupid name is this?"
Ren's doing this is equivalent to saving a lot of money for the temple at once. Not only that, just two thousand golden eagle coins are enough for Mavis in the orphanage to not have to worry about raising donations in the past few years.
Let's go, it's not convenient here, go to the room next to you first, take out the things and take a look, I promise to give you a satisfactory price."
"In cash," Ren said. "In addition, I want to donate one-third of the money to the temple and one-third to the orphanage in the town. In addition, if I sell the property, the temple will
You should take in me, a poor homeless person, right?"
"Your good deeds will be seen by the gods, and those poor children will be grateful to you."
"Nan Zhuo is right. You really made a fortune in Phandalin Mine."
"Good guy, you are really rich! It seems that the gold coins you just donated to the temple are going to go back to your pocket."
Jonathan stretched out his hand to call a priest to come over and chat with Renn. Then he turned and walked into a room not far away to deal with the contract.
Jonathan patted the young man's shoulder and handed two platinum coins into Ren's hands.
When Jonathan heard this, he gave Ren a thumbs up, his eyes full of admiration.
His little secret was revealed, and Ren couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.
Seeing that Ren wanted to continue reading, Jonathan made a pause gesture and said helplessly:
After all, this is not something like a magic scroll that can only be used once.
"Mr. Jonathan, don't rush to pay now, I need to purchase a batch of supplies from the temple."
As a joke, the chief priest checked the equipment and gave Ren a total price of 6,500 golden eagle coins. Among them, the drow mage's spell book, the "Dragon Guardian" breastplate, and several +1 magic items
Equipment accounts for the bulk of it.
"You don't know yet, but due to problems with underground fissures and cultists, the high-end military supplies in the temple are temporarily not available for sale. Apart from the high-concentration holy water pipes you mentioned, I can only provide you with an additional 10 healing potions.
bottle, and the healing potion can only be used to treat minor injuries. Each bottle of high-concentration holy water and potion for treating minor injuries costs 50 Golden Eagle coins, a total of 1,500 Golden Eagle coins. Do you want cash for the remaining money?"
"This is what a paladin should do."
Ren said calmly.
The head priest now had a great impression of the boy and said with a smile:
"But if I want to take risks, these things are very necessary? Apart from the temple, where else can I buy them?"
The withdrawal clause allows Renn to withdraw the money from the sale of his house at any guardian temple in other cities, of course, provided that the temple has so much money.
Seeing that the pastor showed signs of getting up to withdraw money, Renn said hurriedly. As he spoke, he took out a piece of paper from his arms and began to read to it:
Jonathan's answer obviously disappointed Renne.
After about half an hour, Jonathan, who had finished handling the relevant matters, walked up to Ren with a smile on his face and said:
"Everything is settled. Someone will come to verify the property and transfer the ownership tomorrow morning. I have the authority to let you get the money first. Renn, do you want cash or a withdrawal clause?"
They are all on his own, and Jonathan is not worried that Ren will abscond with the money.
Although he is following the path of a vengeful paladin, this does not mean that he will turn a blind eye to the weak and help them when he can. This does not violate Ren's code of conduct.
"Okay, let's do this. I'll give you another address. Maybe you can buy the remaining things there."
"He has a request from the temple and wants the temple to take action. Shouldn't he clarify the ins and outs of the matter first? Instead, it's you who gave me and Feilin a big surprise.
"Good boy!"
With that said, the head pastor took the pen and paper, scribbled an address and handed it to Renn.
Putting the two platinum coins into the dimensional bag, Renn said again:
"By the way, Mr. Jonathan, I still have some equipment. I wonder if the temple will accept it?"
"Stop, stop, stop!"
"That guy...has he even told you this, sir?"
"ah?"
In fact, the price of the spell book is not high, about 50 to 100 gold eagle coins, but the spells recorded in it are valuable.
"1 dimensional bag, 20 bottles of fire glue, 20 bottles of high-concentration holy water, 5 bottles of potion to treat slander, 2 inextinguishable torches, 1 waterproof tent, 1 pair of telescopes..."
But you have just caught up with the good time. To guard against the Underdark, Fanlin Town will definitely need to increase its troops. In the battle in the swamp, the temple was seriously damaged, plus the Phandalin Mine wants to
It will take some time to fully operate, so the equipment gap is still relatively large.
"Accept it, why not accept it?"
In the room, looking at the pile of equipment on the table, Jonathan's mouth gradually became a little unable to close.
"It is precisely because you are a black knight that you are even more valuable. As for your future residence, just come to the temple. For one copper dragon coin a night, I, Jonathan, will pay for it for you."
"Ren, please wait for me for a moment. I will report the contract to the superiors. After all, this is a big business."
After just glancing at a few words on the note, Ren couldn't help but complain.
"Ahem," the priest cleared his throat and lowered his voice, "This is a secret shop opened by a dark wizard. When you arrive, you can just give me or Feilin's name. The old man doesn't dare not give face to the temple, at least...
I can give you a 10% discount. There are some good things in his store, and they don’t even exist in the temple."
Dark wizard...
Ren glanced at the chief priest with a strange look on his face.
Good guy, I didn’t expect you, the pastor, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, could have this trick behind your back!