I Am A Priest In The Otherworld

Misseran reluctantly said goodbye to Gallo, and poked out her little hand from the car window, waving it non-stop.

The coachman on the side looked at him, wishing to get out of the car and fight Gallo!

This is the little princess in the church! Was it just like that?

And looking at that kid's face and tone of voice, he looked like a scumbag, good at playing with girls' feelings!

The coachman cursed secretly, and decided to report the matter to the cardinal as soon as he went back!

After watching the carriage away, Gallo muttered to himself with some confusion:

"I always feel that this coachman hates me? Did I offend him in any way?"

"Could it be...because I didn't invite him into the church?"

"Oh...this is really my negligence! I should have invited him in, too, maybe he will offer a few gold coins to the goddess?"

Gallo reviewed himself and returned to the church, ready to read the meeting book again.

But the old bishop did not know where he got out, holding a newspaper and a few bottles of fresh goat milk.

"Wow, where did you go before?"

Gallo asked curiously.

The old bishop found a chair and sat down, and then blew his whistle. He saw a few small milk cats crawling to his feet, screaming milky milk, and staring at him with big round eyes. The milk bottle in his hand.

The old bishop took out a small handkerchief, wrapped the little milk cat around his neck, and said:

"I bought a newspaper and came back, and found Miss Misseran's carriage coming, so I went out again."

"How are you talking about?"

Gallo nodded and told the old bishop what had happened.

The old bishop listened, smiled and nodded, then poured the goat's milk into the milk tray and fed it to the little cats waiting to be fed.

But when he heard Gallo say that Misseran suddenly fainted, he was taken aback and asked quickly:

"How come you fainted suddenly? Doesn't it matter? Later?"

"Later I put her in bed."

Gallo answered truthfully.

The old bishop was stunned for a moment, his eyes widened, and he took a breath.

He slowed down for a while, patted his chest with his hands, calmed down his heartbeat, and then asked:

"Then do you...like her?"

"Like it!"

Gallo answered bluntly.

"She is so generous and donates hardware every time she comes. I hope she can come every day."

"Do you like that? What is your..."

"Huh? Wait..."

The old bishop was initially a little angry and planned to reprimand him, but immediately realized something was wrong, and quickly asked:

"Could you just put her on the bed and rest?"

"Yes!"

"You didn't do anything else?"

"I even covered her with a quilt and poured hot water..."

The old bishop listened, showing a dumbfounded look, and sighed:

"It's really you..."

"What happened then? What did you talk about again?"

Gallo then said that he helped Misseran modify the magic.

After listening, the old bishop nodded in satisfaction and said:

"You have done a good job in this matter. If the magic arts can be modified successfully, it will definitely be a good thing for the benefit of the public. This is the gospel and blessing!"

"Our goddess will also be happy because of this."

"That's great!"

Gallo replied happily.

The old bishop then added:

"For good deeds and deeds like this, you will do more in the future to spread the gospel and well-being, which will be of great benefit to you..."

"If you continue, you should be able to try to practice the eighth-order divine art soon, right?"

Gallo nodded and asked curiously:

"Then it is a good thing for me to persuade people to be kind at night?"

"Well..."

The old bishop was hesitant to speak, and forcibly changed the subject:

"Speaking of which, what do you think of Bishop Misseran?"

"One said, she is very nice, beautiful, and generous, just a little stupid, and she is in a daze from time to time, so why not just call her dazed in the future?"

Gallo spoke pertinently and objectively.

"As long as you don't call her like this..."

The old bishop replied dubiously.

In this way, Gallo spent another two peaceful days, reading, practicing divine art, cleaning the church, praying, and doing push-ups, squats and long-distance running with lead weights, making up for the lack of exercise in the previous period. .

Soon, he should go to work over the Shining Sword again.

Gallo arrived very early that day, and the store just opened. As soon as he came in, the beautiful and **** dark-skinned dark elf shouted in surprise:

"Pastor Gallo is here!"

The shopkeeper Bart and the caveman blacksmith Schachter rushed out, took his hand from left to right, and said excitedly:

"Pastor Gallo! Our shop is saved!"

"Wow! Awowa!"

Then, the store manager told him the good news of the past few days.

Since he left that day, the tax officer and the fire department have never been in trouble again, and they seem to have completely forgotten about this shop.

The batch of samples after Gallo's blessing was even more satisfying to the city defense army. Before the bidding was over, they signed the order, not only a batch of orders, but an additional amount later.

In addition, these high-quality weapons have aroused the interest of the border guards, and they are negotiating with the store manager.

The simple summary is that the Shining Sword is developed!

The shop owner was not dazzled by the order. He knew that most of this was due to Gallo, so he announced on the spot that he would be given a processing fee, which increased to 50 gold per month.

In addition, in the future, as long as Gallo can complete the task on time without delay in delivery, he will pay an extra bonus for every weapon he blessed.

One gold for one weapon is about twice as high as those charged by the blessing masters on the market, but the workload is also much higher. A batch of weapons, less to say, starts with 100.

Finally, if Gallo is willing to promise to only take jobs from his store in the future, he will pay a dividend every year. Considering the future prospects of Shining Sword, this is definitely a considerable income.

The owner is so generous, all in order to keep Gallo, a cash cow, he even gave the shop assistants a password to not allow them to mention the magical Gallo priest outside.

Unfortunately, Gallo did not accept the final dividend.

It's not that he wants to go to other places, but that as a devout pastor, making money is not the purpose or pursuit, but to change the church for the goddess. When the church is beautiful and there are more believers, he probably won't have so much time Running to the store, it is very likely that you will have to bless other believers.

So of course this promise cannot be promised, because it may not be fulfilled later.

Gallo has always kept his promises.

The shopkeeper heard his reason for refusal, thought about it, suddenly raised his chest, raised his eyebrows, and asked:

"Pastor Gallo, what do you think of me?"