This Paladin is so despicable!

"Calm down...fairy tales and fables are mostly meant to educate children.

So most of them are related to lying.

If you put it this way, the person who best fits the Devil of Lies should be Pinocchio and his nose. "

After hearing what Wright said, Emily calmed down a little.

"I'm just afraid something will happen to sister Joanna..."

"You've never met each other, why do you seem to have such a good relationship?"

"Because I can understand her! I believe she can also understand me."

Lilith pouted: "Humph!"

"Oh! Lilith~ You are the best too. I know you take good care of me the most!"

Watching Emily coaxing Lilith, Wright rubbed his temples.

"It's strange, but I can't say why it's strange. In short, I regret taking you away from Earl Lawrence."

After breakfast, Wright slapped the table and stood up.

"Now, we are divided into two groups.

Lilith, take the two of them to the commercial street to find Grandet.

Ask him to help find a crystal big enough. It doesn't matter if it's magic or not, and it doesn't matter what attributes it has.

I can do a makeover, as long as it's big and nice enough.

In addition, I asked him to find a shoemaker for me to design it and make it look more beautiful. "

Lilith nodded as Emily shook her head: "Okay, but today's consumption..."

"Put it on my account... Speaking of which, everyone on the commercial street knows you, right? Will anyone really collect money from you?"

"We usually use your rent to pay off the debt."

"...Are you the goddess of wealth?"

"They all call me angel...well, it's still very troublesome for me, a devil."

"What bothers me is whether I am okay or not!"

Wright pinched his eyebrows: "Forget it, don't be angry. If you get angry, there will be no one to take care of you.

Anyway, you go to the commercial street and help me with this matter. "

"Then what are you going to do?"

"I will go to the Papal Palace and ask the Pope to tell Aphra about the demon of lies. The Holy Presence is coming. Although I don't know whether this prophecy is true or not, I still want to inform him."

"...Can't you remove the holy shackle seal on your body?"

Wright immediately grabbed his collar: "No! If I lift it, Aphra will annoy me to death!"

Lilith rolled her eyes: "Okay, but I suggest you go to the Red Temple. Recently, the person who has had closer contact with the goddess is probably Archbishop Delman."

"That makes sense!"

After leaving the manor, Wright handed over the carriage to Lilith and the three of them, and walked to the Red Temple alone.

When he reached the place, he found that the entrance of the red church was surrounded by water.

The Red Clothes Holy Church, which used to be the busiest in the past, has not opened its doors until midnight today.

Wright wisely did not choose to rush in through the front door, but quietly went around to the back and slipped in through the window.

When he arrived inside the church, the red-clothed congregants inside were immediately startled.

"who?"

"it's me!"

"Ah! Your Highness! Your Highness Wright is finally here!"

The red-coated congregants seemed to have found a savior, and one or two of them all came together to cry.

"What's going on? The door isn't open today?"

"You can't open the door, Your Highness. Those people outside are all exiled sects! They have been coming here for the past two days to ask when the three quotas for becoming a full member will be fulfilled.

We don’t know how to cash in or choose. We can only keep procrastinating, and the more we procrastinate, the more people will ask.

When there are more of them, our normal work cannot be handled, and as a result, people on the normal business side are also piling up.

After a while, it became like this. "

Wright was a little helpless: "Archbishop Delman should be able to handle this easily.

What about others? "

"The Archbishop...has been talking a lot lately, and seems to be in a bad mood. He also keeps apologizing, and I don't know what he is doing.

We asked him and he said he was chatting with the goddess.

I haven't done any work in the past two days. The whole person is weird. "

Wright suddenly felt embarrassed. He probably knew what Archbishop Delman was mainly talking about.

"Where is he now?"

"In the office on the second floor."

Wright nodded and walked towards the stairs. Halfway through, he suddenly turned back.

“Tell those exiled sects to start testing the Holy Light talents of their internal members from now on.

If you want to become a full-time member, you must have at least twenty people with moderate Holy Light talent.

One high-level Holy Light talent is approximately equal to ten medium-level talents.

One medium talent is approximately equal to ten elementary talents.

Those who do not comply with the rules are not eligible to participate in this selection!

If there aren’t enough people, figure it out on your own!

Encourage each other to devour each other! "

"Oh oh oh! Okay, okay! Your Highness, let's do it now!"

After listening to Wright's words, the red-coated congregants present immediately had ideas for solving the problem and happily went to open for business.

Wright quickly arrived at the archbishop's office on the second floor, opened the door and walked in.

"Archbishop Delman? Are you okay?"

"Lite! You are a murderer of a thousand swords!"

Delman, with a pale face and two dark circles under his eyes, rushed over.

"You bastard, you've made me suffer!"

"Wow...why are you so haggard?"

"It's not all your fault! I listened to the Goddess of Holy Light's reprimand for three whole days and three nights! Three days and three nights! It didn't stop, you know?"

"You might as well sing it."

Wright helped him sit down and blessed him with several holy light spells.

But because they have been with the Holy Light all year round, they have developed a certain resistance.

Wright had no choice but to quietly summon the magic ring, and then used life magic to treat him.

After his mental and vitality were restored, Archbishop Delman was very surprised.

"Hey! Life magic? Did you use a magic scroll?"

"Ah, yes, I talked with the elf empire's special envoy two days ago, and she gave me a small gift. Are you feeling better now?"

Archbishop Delman was in tears and lacked the dignity of the past.

"Much better...I didn't expect it, I should have thought of it. My goddess, you don't need to sleep, rest or drink water!"

Wright was very embarrassed when he saw this and could only apologize in embarrassment.

"Oh, by the way, why did you find your conscience today and come to me?"

"Ahem, you may not believe me when I tell you. I'm here to talk to you and communicate with Aphra. There is one thing that is very important. I have to..."

"I don't!!!"

"Archbishop! You are the Archbishop! How can you refuse to communicate with the goddess?"

"Stop talking nonsense! You are still the Holy Son, why don't you communicate!"

"I have been put in the shackles!"

"...Do you have any more? Give me a set too!"

Delman's face was full of rejection: "Well, you go down and find an ordinary red-clad congregant, they can do this too!"

"No, this matter is very important, and the confidentiality level is extremely high. Anyway, you have been dealing with it for so long, so you are not afraid of this."

"I think you want me to take my last breath!"