Son of the Olden Days

Saul slumped in his chair with a look of lovelessness, with an expression that I was about to die.

It turns out that talking is really tiring, especially when facing a stubborn shiitake mushroom.

"How can you mix faith and matter?" Saint Elisa was still entangled.

"Oh~~If God is not greedy, why should the world worship it? If God is not vain, why should the world worship and worship? If God is not evil, why can't the world tolerate disrespect? You pay respect and fill it with food, but God says that all beings are suffering , Is destined."

"Moreover, the sentence'all beings are suffering' is neither right nor right. Yes, it is because the current world is indeed like this. It is not right because it has nothing to do with God, nor does it need him to say it.

"People who believe in God will not change the status quo, on the contrary, they will become more difficult because of material poverty."

Saul jumped up from his seat suddenly, hitting the table in front of him with his hand, and bluffing Elisa.

"We kneel down because we are pious in our hearts, so we go to bow down sincerely. In the final analysis, that is just a way for us to express piousness, and it is impossible for an unbelief person like you to experience it." Alessa strangled her neck again.

"Stop talking about nonsense. If God is really concerned about the suffering in the world and is omnipotent, why can't God mix between you and me and live with everyone like an ordinary person? Seeing suffering, he just needs to raise his hand. ." Saul sneered.

"How do you know that God is not paying attention to the world and listening to the suffering?" Aresa wrinkled her nose.

"Ha, that's right, you said he is paying attention to the world."

"Okay, but since he has never helped me, what is the difference between him and a roadside beggar for me? If you are so religious, why don't you kneel down on the beggar? Maybe he is a god." Saul patted. The desktop.

"He didn't help you because you were not religious enough, because you never bowed down before." Ai Leisha grinned out of her teeth.

"Well, if you insist on kneeling, I will ask you, since God hasn’t said anything, asked for nothing, and never even appeared in this world. How do you know that your kneeling is a kind of reverence for him? Isn't it an insult?" Saul asked.

"Anyway...God is there!" Ai Leisha held her hand and curled her head.

What is there? You just cheated on me if you said it, didn't you?

Suddenly Saul felt tired and sad at the same time.

Shiitake mushrooms are indeed a terrible creature, regardless of status and knowledge, and eventually she was dragged to the naive level, and turned into a child slobbering with a mushroom.

Raising his hand and wiping his face deeply, Thor tried to retrieve his IQ that was blown away by the mushrooms.

‘Puff~’ Thor suddenly laughed. He remembered that I am suffering from five hundred ducks, and he said that God is listening to the sufferings of the world all day long. He will be surrounded by countless ducks all day long, he has fallen so early.

Elisa looked at Saul suspiciously, what was going on with this guy, she suddenly laughed like crazy when she sat there.

"Go, go back to play with your ragdoll, or pick up something to eat on the road. Go, I have nothing to say to you." Saul waved his hand wearily at Saint Elisa, then turned to The old miscellaneous hair, who was lying in his chair pretending to doze, yelled.

"Archbishop Biernat, you send this shiitake mushroom to torture me again. I'm going to see you off!"

Biernat yawned and walked to Sol's table with a look of just waking up.

"You said that we are stubborn, so why are you not a die-hard yourself? Now let's put aside the church and the faith, and talk about the parts we can cooperate with, such as... well, the imitation of the Holy Grail you just said." The old guy said.

"Are you very short of money?" Saul tilted his head back and stared at the old white robe.

"It's a bit, who doesn't lack in this world? How much money determines how big a stall we can spread." Biernat spread his hands.

"If you are short of money, isn't it good for you to talk about this as soon as you come up? Is it useful to send a shiitake mushroom here to make trouble?" Sol was speechless.

"Who do you say is the shiitake mushroom? Who do you mean to make trouble?" The saint Elesa, who had just sat back in the chair, had a tendency to jump up again.

Seeing that she was going to pull the veil again, Thor could only silently retract her neck, and decided to provoke the mushroom monsters less in the future.

"To be honest, we can also be considered to have joined forces against the enemy. Believe that you can't pry me, so don't worry about it anymore. Even if I accept you, you will soon be uprooted because of my enemy. It may be coming soon." Thor spread his hands.

"Enemy? What do you mean?" Bernat turned his head suspiciously.

"Dark Council, since you know what I am doing, there is no ideal, right? I slaughtered the grandchildren of two or three seats, just like I am slaughtering the mushrooms over there. Will you let me go?" Saul shrugged.

"Alessa is not my granddaughter." Bernat looked at Sol and replied.

"Is that... a private selection? Could it be an orphan picked up by the church?" Saul lowered his voice subconsciously.

Yu Guang glanced at the inexplicably orphaned Elisa pulling off the veil, and Sol hurriedly changed the subject.

"Ha, in short, this is the situation right now, are you sure that the Holy See of Light wants to participate?" Sol asked.

"It's been a while since Odrensa? Then why didn't they do it to you?" Biernat asked back.

"Almost a year ago, but it seems that your intelligence is not very good." Saul smiled slightly.

"There is no way, keep dealing with and sacrifice, the current Holy See has long lost the influence of the past."

"Wait, don't you mean... the reason why they didn't do anything with you was because of the rumor that you were a monster at the ball?" Bernat remembered some details at that time.

"Actually, that was not a rumor, otherwise I wouldn't be able to leave alive at the time." Saul held his hand.

The air suddenly became a little weird, and the three white robes turned their heads to look at Saul, with some inquiries in their eyes. Biernat was the closest to Sol at this time, but he didn't feel anything abnormal from Sol, he was just an ordinary teenager.

"Forget it, it's a long story. That's another story. I'm an ordinary person now. By the way, I would take the liberty to ask Archbishop what level of strength do you have now?" Sol probed closer to Biernat.

"It's only Tier 6." Bernat stroked his white beard.

"The sixth rank is amazing! It's not as good as this. The Dark Council has a total of three elders, and there is only one sixth rank and two fifth ranks. Then you will help me, the sixth rank belongs to you, and the remaining two fifth ranks I will come. Hold on, I think we have a great chance of winning together."

"Send the three dark old miscellaneous hairs to the gods together. From now on, you will have the final say in the South. I promise that you will come and play in my territory at that time, and it is even possible for me to bathe in the light of the Lord of Light from now on. How is it?" Thor tentatively.

"Uh, this... let's talk about the gold-plated holy grail." Biernat's wrinkled old face twitched, coughed a few times, and finally couldn't help adding something.

"Elder Sanxi has three eighth ranks from Pallaide to Setin, boy, our intelligence network is not that bad."

After being dismantled by Biernat, Sol didn't feel unnatural, just shrugged.

"Then there is no way. You want to take advantage of it, and you don’t want to pay, so you don’t have to talk about it. So in the future you'd better not play the idea of ​​the City of Freedom anymore. At least until I’m alive, this is Good for you." Thor waved his hand.

Soon the lord was about to change, Sol suddenly remembered that Petty Shiitake had said that Lord Braun’s family believed in the old **** of light. When the time comes, the Holy See of Light receives the news, and may still come to entangle it. In the end, it is estimated that the church squeezed in.

Forget it, at least he had to stop him when he was in power. He just didn't like the church, but he couldn't say how much he hated it. When Braun takes over, let's talk about it if he is still alive.

"Then talk about something specific, I mean trade. The gold-plated holy grail I just said was just a joke. You won't take it seriously? It's nothing to mess with." Sol stopped talking nonsense and began to talk about some substance. Content.

"Then I don't know how Lord Sol is going to cooperate?" Vernat's words were also more formal.

"It's very simple. You can pick and choose the goods in my territory, and there will be a discount on the price. You have been in business for so many years, and you should have a market. You can take the goods and distribute them by yourself. Of course, these are just trivial things. ."

"The key lies in yourselves. Do you have anything you can grasp?" Sol tentatively asked what he cared about. An ancient organization like the Holy See of Light would always have something good.

"There are some potions and magic scrolls, and some magic items, but most of them are based on the Holy Light." The old guy replied.

"As far as I heard, the Holy Light Department mostly focuses on healing, right? Are there any middle-to-high-level potions? Well, I mean those with potion formulas." Hearing the answer from the other side, Thor's eyes lit up, I don't know. Is there any chance to plan something good.

"We usually only sell finished products and not formulas. Why are you a pharmacist?" The old guy looked over.

"The formula can be regarded as a kind of commodity. You may consider it, and the territory construction will definitely introduce some talents such as pharmacists." Saul pursed his mouth and didn't answer directly.

Sol is not too urgent for the middle and high-level pharmacy formulas. He is only a junior pharmacist now. Even if he learns those formulas, the middle and high-level formulas are useless because of insufficient mental power. At that time, even if I take the time to dizzy myself, I guess I won't even be worthy of a bottle.

Then the two sides finalized some scope of cooperation on trade, and this group of magic sticks finally left. I really hope it is a farewell.

"I will come again." Before leaving, Aresa glanced at Saul.

"You'd better not come again. Normally I won't be there when you come." Saul waved his hand speechlessly.

"Are you underestimating me?" Alessa asked.

"Do you think you are very old? From chronological age to mental age, or... from body shape to body shape?" Saul's gaze was so stunned, until he saw Alessa running away holding her shoulders. Up.

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