After all, it is because the Principality of Winter has some arrangements...
——Or is it because he is being hunted and has nowhere to go?
This will greatly affect the next negotiation between Bishop Daryl and Annan.
"This bad old man is very clever..."
Annan clicked his tongue.
Although this fat man with gold teeth, who didn't know how long he had lived and how old he was, looked like a good old guy with a smile, Annan knew very well... the more this kind of guy looked like a good old guy, the more difficult it was to deal with him.
certainly.
The main reason is that Annan doesn't know what Bishop Daryl wants to do.
As long as Annan can learn his true purpose.
Because now, Bishop Daryl obviously has something to ask of Annan. And he doesn't know where Annan is coming from, nor what he wants to do.
If Annan could learn the opponent's hand, their positions would immediately be reversed——
"……Well."
Annan's footsteps paused slightly, and then he walked as usual.
He has a solution.
Carrying the freshly brewed black tea and snacks, Annan walked back to the bedroom.
Bishop Darryl was holding a silver metal pen and calculating something in a small notebook.
Looking back and seeing Annan entering the door, Bishop Daryl chuckled and inserted the pen back into his pocket watch.
"Isn't it inconvenient to have no servants?"
"where."
Annan made a cold voice and raised the corners of his mouth with a soft smile: "I've long been used to it."
As he spoke, he poured a cup of black tea for Bishop Darryl and himself, took out the snack cage and put it on the table.
Annan said casually: "Fortunately, the things that the Viscount should have at home are quite complete. Oh, by the way - these snacks are all leftover from yesterday, do you mind?"
As he spoke, Annan took out a piece of soft and waxy pastry and put it into his mouth.
Bishop Daryl hurriedly smiled and waved his hand and said: "Lord, if you don't dislike it yourself, then there will be no problem. How can we commoners be so delicate..."
"Can our respected Lord Bishop also be considered a commoner?"
Annan said with a smile, sitting opposite Daryl: "I thought the bishop's clothing, food, housing and transportation were like those of the nobles."
His smile is like that of a child of the same age, pure, innocent and pleasant.
Bishop Daryl looked serious: "That's impossible.
"I don't know about other churches, but at least here, priests have no personal savings."
Having said this, he paused slightly.
Bishop Daryl suddenly realized that this was not something that could be said at this time...
If Annan really succeeded to the position of Grand Duke, it would have little impact. His money was not kept in his own hands.
But he is different now.
Annan came to a neighboring country alone. If he joins the church, it means that all the money he has on hand must be spent...
For a noble son of a duke, this is undoubtedly an unacceptable condition.
It’s as if the seller accidentally undercut his own price…
Bishop Daryl was silent for a while and then added:
"——But at the same time, we can also use some simple means to bypass this curse."
As he spoke, the bald and fat bishop smiled and nodded his gold teeth: "This... can be regarded as some small change.
"In addition, since I use gold teeth, it is reasonable for me to keep some spare gold teeth in the church, right? After all, I am also the face of the church to some extent, so I can't show people my teeth with my teeth missing, right?"
Then, can these gold teeth be used as trading currency...
Annan looked at this fat, unattractive man with some surprise.
This guy……
What a genius.
Isn't Sir Silver too tolerant of the priests?
No, that's not right...
Annan quickly realized the problem.
"Priests cannot hold wealth" is not necessarily meant to please Silver Lord...
It's more like some kind of "discipline".
On the one hand, it is used to remind these priests that your god is watching you; on the other hand, it is... for the common people to see.
It is to let them know that "even priests must abide by the rules."
...but so.
The gods of this world don't need believers to provide them with the power of faith... they just need priests to maintain their core rules.
This is more like the relationship between the boss and the employees - and it is the kind of company that has insufficient employees and is always under-recruited. The first responsibility of employees is to give priority to completing their assigned work, and the second is to spread the corporate culture and so on...
…
So the priests were too lazy to preach abroad.
But in order for people to "comply" with the rules of Zhengshen, maintaining the image and influence of the priests in the eyes of the public is a necessary part.
The image of the priests and the importance they attach to rules directly determine the people's perception of gods.
This may in turn affect people's recognition of the rules within each country's dioceses.
In the Kingdom of Noah, Sir Silver chose "service with a smile". He took the soft-spoken route, which felt a bit like "I can't stock up on this product."
Then other countries and other churches should have completely different styles...
Grandma, what kind of rules should be there?
Annan thought quickly in his mind.
So he sighed softly, with some sympathy on his face: "With all due respect...Sir Silver, there are so many strange rules here."
When you hear such ambiguous words for the first time, you will almost certainly not be wary.
Moreover, topics that elicit complaints from others are usually the easiest way to obtain secret information.
As expected, the fat bishop smiled awkwardly and subconsciously complained to Annan: "Of course there is no comparison with you.
"Strictly speaking, our side is just a bunch of business people, and there are not even church-armed ones. It's like the side of Winter... there are also special services like the Hand of Winter to help with dirty work, King."
……Um?
Annan keenly extracted key information.
He then sighed without trace and changed the topic to prevent Bishop Daryl from reacting: "That's not all...
"Master Bishop, do you know anything about our Principality of Winter?"
As he spoke, Annan's expression became serious.
A businesslike look.
Seeing this, the smile on Bishop Daryl's face also faded a little.
He thought for a moment, then nodded slowly and said, "I understand...I still understood it before."
"This before - to what extent does it mean?"
"A year and a half, really. The last news was in February this year."
Bishop Daryl smashed his mouth and sighed: "Lord, your place is so chaotic this year... I don't dare to cross the border anyway.
"I remember you are a winter descendant, right? Then you should also be involved... No. Speaking of which, when did you come to Frozen Water Port?"
"It's been a while."
Annan's body leaned back slightly, his expression a little helpless: "I can't tell you what I know...I am doing this for your own good, Lord Bishop."
"Don't say too much, I understand."
The bishop shook his head: "The assassination of the Archduke involves too many things. I am not trying to sow discord... But, Annan - I call you this, that is to say, I don't want these words to spread."
He no longer calls Annan by his honorific title.
His expression also became serious and dignified:
"There must be something wrong with Ms. Cold-blooded's senior management. It may not be who they are, or how many there are, but there must be something wrong.
"You are too young, and you may not know. Whether the Zhengshen blood descendants were assassinated, sick, or in accidents...but when you pass away, the Zhengshen Church will definitely be notified.
"The fact that they did not rush to the scene of the crime as soon as possible means that in the process of receiving the notice, passing it to the Notification Hall, and then to the Hand of Winter - there was at least one traitor."
Bishop Darryl said seriously: "To be honest, I shouldn't say this, at least not at this time. I'm telling you this now, and I'm not trying to persuade you to join us... I just don't want you to think about it.
There is a problem with the direction.
"Having a gentle Grand Duke like you in the Principality of Winter is a good thing for us.
"The Noahs can no longer go through another meaningless war."
……I see.
Annan nodded slowly: "I understand..."
He did understand.
After thinking for a moment, Annan changed the subject: "Let's talk about the bishop's matter separately.
"But the matter of nominal priests... I am indeed very interested.
"I'm curious about the Holy Light Seal and the extraordinary abilities of our priests. Please explain it to me more."
Annan's expression was humble and his tone was gentle.