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Chapter 44 Acquaintances
The next day, Ryan woke up half an hour earlier than usual.

Last night, Ms. Halle sent him a brand new seminarian robe and other matching clothes. Although she had already sent it to him once before, Harvey won it for him, so Ryan never wore it, and now he can finally justify his name up.

After changing into the priest's exclusive black seminarian robe, Ryan reached out and took off the pendant hanging on the wall and hung it around his neck.

Looking at himself in the mirror, Ryan thought for a while, and then took out the golden holy belt from the closet. Anyway, today is also his first day to go to his own church, and it is always right to be formal.

After finishing dressing up, Ryan looked back at the glasses again. He had black hair and brown eyes, three-dimensional facial features, and a straight nose. With a black student robe and pendant, he looked a little holy.

"No wonder it is always said that people rely on clothes and horses rely on saddles." Ryan rubbed his chin, not to mention other things, after wearing this outfit, he looks really good.

After doing all this, Ryan nodded in satisfaction, turned around and unscrewed the doorknob and walked towards the church.

After a while, a church with white walls and black spires in the distance appeared in front of his eyes, and there seemed to be a few people standing in front of the church door.

"Is this the pastor on the list yesterday?" Ryan's heart moved. He had come early today, but he didn't expect these pastors to come earlier than him. Is this a habit of introversion?
Walking in front of several people, the five priests saluted and shouted, "Good morning, Your Excellency Dylan."

Although they tried their best to control them, Ryan could still see their nervousness. After all, these pastors had always been honest people in the church.

Honest people are not a word of praise. It means that while they are willing to work hard, opportunities and promotions have nothing to do with them.

But they never thought that one day they would have the opportunity to come under the command of the priests of the priesthood.

These pastors have also heard about Ryan's name, or in other words, after being directly transferred to the priesthood department and passing the subsequent review incident, Ryan has already gained a certain reputation in the Holy Radiance, but he usually compares Quiet, not many people know him.

"Good morning." Ryan nodded and said with a smile, "Let's introduce yourself first."

The oldest looking thin man bowed slightly and said, "I'm Barry Rodney, a first-order formal priest."

Ryan nodded, and looked at another young man who looked a little indifferent. His eyes were very sharp, and he didn't seem like an "honest man".

Seeing Ryan looking towards him, he bowed slightly and said, "Roger Effley, trainee pastor."

"March Osmond, first-order official priest."

"Reed Kane, Reverend Reverend."

"Ivan Clyde, first-order official priest."

Seeing everyone finished introducing themselves, Ryan nodded and said with a smile: "Although we haven't met before, I think everyone should know me. I am the priest of the Holy Order, Ryan Dylan."

"We are all the most devout believers of the goddess, so I don't ask much of you, as long as you can do your daily work seriously."

Ryan paused, glanced at everyone, then looked at Barry, the oldest, and muttered, "I don't usually spend much time in the church. When I'm not around, Barry will preside over the daily affairs."

"Please rest assured, Your Excellency Dylan." Barry responded with a salute.

"Just call me Ryan." Ryan nodded and smiled.

After a brief greeting with everyone, Ryan also had a rough impression of the five pastors in front of him. They basically all matched the information on the resume, except for the youngest trainee pastor, Roger, who didn't seem to have much to do with Honesty. .

But as long as the daily work can be done well, Ryan doesn't care about it.

After a brief acquaintance, Ryan pushed open the door of the church and led the five new pastors to start the daily morning prayer class.

After breakfast, as the morning sun gradually rose, believers came to this newly opened church to pray one after another.

Except for Sundays, there are not many believers who usually come to the church, and a few pastors can handle all the affairs. However, Ryan did not let go completely, but concentrated on preaching for the believers in front of the pulpit.

After all, now is not like the time when he was in Harvey's classroom. Even though most of these believers are ordinary people, they are still precious resources for him.

Time passed by, and when Ryan finished the sermon, he suddenly found a familiar figure in the crowd standing up and walking towards him.

The other party was wearing a tuxedo suit made of silk, holding a gold-encrusted palm in his hand, and an elegant bowler hat on his head.

This expensive attire, coupled with the fact that it looks familiar to him, there is only one person who fits this feature.

Ryan closed the Bible in his hand and greeted with a smile:
"Good morning, Sir Morrison."

"Good morning, Mr. Lane." Sir Morrison gave a slight salute with his hands on his chest, and exaggeratedly said with a laugh:

"Oh, damn my mouth, I should call you Father Lane now."

While speaking, Sir Morrison took out two 2-pound notes from his wallet and put them in the offering box beside him.

Seeing this scene, Ryan's expression softened a lot involuntarily. Among other things, this Sir Morrison was really generous.

"Long time no see, Sir Morrison." Ryan glanced at the other party's rosy face, and said with a smile: "It seems that you have had a good rest recently?"

When they met for the first time, Sir Morrison was still depressed and his face was blue. He didn't expect that he had recovered after only a few days. It seemed that he had taken a lot of tonics.

"Goddess of Dawn, the past few days have been the most comfortable sleep I have had in decades. I never thought that sleeping is such a wonderful thing."

"Unfortunately, when I woke up to find that my house had been in ruins, it was really sad." Sir Morrison sighed.

"You can't blame me, Sir Morrison." Ryan coughed lightly: "Havey should have explained to you what it is?"

"Of course, I really didn't expect that I would encounter such a bad thing."

"I'm so sorry to hear that Mr. Lane was seriously injured because of me." Sir Morrison paused, then took out three 10-pound notes from his wallet and put them into the offering box.

Ryan was a little surprised. Being rich is not such a way to be rich, is it?
Fifty pounds for just one prayer?It doesn't seem very realistic either.

Harvey said before that Sir Morrison had already paid the commission, so today's 50 pounds is to thank him alone?
After gracefully putting down the banknotes, Sir Morrison looked at Ryan and smiled:
"Mr. Lane, is it convenient to chat?"

(End of this chapter)