What bad thoughts can a paladin have?

Chapter 43 Sales and Purchases

"Yes, Mr. Jonathan." Ren said, "I want to sharpen my strength and fight against evil while traveling in various countries. It is estimated that I will not return to Fanlin Town for a long time, so I want to transfer this The old house can be directly cashed out and exchanged for money and equipment that can be converted into strength as soon as possible."

"Is that so?" The head pastor stroked his chin and pondered, "It seems that you have a clearer career plan for yourself, so that both me and Feilin can feel more at ease. Well, you are the Holy Spirit of the temple. Samurai, it’s us old fellows who grew up under the watchful eye. I’ll give you a 10% premium according to my authority. I’ll give you an estimate of 6000 Golden Eagle Coins for this property. If you think it’s okay, then Please sign this contract."

As the head priest of the temple, Jonathan still has a little authority.

With that said, Jonathan turned around, took out the real estate transaction template contract from the side cabinet, and handed it to Ryan.

This commercial contract was drafted by the Temple of Wealth and certified by the governments of the four countries in the Western Continent. It has the endorsement of the Goddess of Wealth and the secular government, and no one dares to violate it easily.

"However, I would like to advise you one more thing. Whether or not to sell this old house can be thought about after all. If you really sell it, you will not regret it in the future. If you are really short of money and need it urgently, you can ask The temple is applying for a mortgage. Of course, I hope you will give priority to guarding the temple."

The head priest looked at the paladin who was seriously browsing through the contract, and said softly.

"That's very kind of you."

Ren shook his head, filled in the location of the house on the contract with a quill, signed his name, and then handed the contract to the head pastor.

"Ren, wait for me for a while, I will report the contract to the above, after all, this is a big business."

Jonathan reached out to beckon a pastor to come and chat with Ren, and he turned and walked into a room not far away to deal with the contract matters.

After about half an hour, Jonathan, who had dealt with the relevant matters, walked up to Ren with a smile on his face, and said:
"Everything is settled. Someone will come to verify the property and transfer of ownership tomorrow morning. My authority allows you to get the money first. Ren, do you want cash or a withdrawal slip?"

They were all his own people, and Jonathan wasn't worried that Ren would abscond with the money.

The withdrawal clause allows Rennes to raise his house sale money in any guardian temple in other cities, provided, of course, that the temple has so much money.

"Cash." Ren said, "In addition, I want to donate one-third of the money to the temple and one-third to the orphanage in the town. In addition, if I sell the property, the temple will Should you take me in, a poor homeless person?"

"Good boy!"

Upon hearing this, Jonathan gave Ren a thumbs up, his eyes full of appreciation.

"Your good deeds will be seen by the gods, and those poor children will also be grateful to you."

By doing this, Rennes saved the temple a lot of money. Not to mention, just two thousand Golden Eagle coins are enough to save Meivis from the orphanage from having to worry about raising money for charity in recent years.

"That's what a paladin should do."

Ren said solemnly.

Although he is taking the path of revenge paladin, it does not mean that he will turn a blind eye to the weak and help them as soon as he can, which does not violate Rennes' code of conduct.

"Because you are a black knight, it is even more valuable. As for your future residence, don't worry, just come to the temple. One copper dragon coin a night, I, Jonathan, will pay for you."

Jonathan patted the boy on the shoulder, and handed two platinum coins to Ryan.

Putting the two platinum coins into the dimension bag, Ren said again:
"By the way, Mr. Jonathan, I still have some equipment. I wonder if the temple will accept it?"

"Accept, why not accept?"

The head pastor's favorability towards the young man has greatly increased, and he said with a smile:

"Nan Zhuo is right, you really made a fortune in the Phandalin mine."

"That guy... even told you about this, sir?"

His little secret was exposed, and Ren could not help feeling a little embarrassed.

"He asked the temple and wanted the temple to take action. Shouldn't he clarify the ins and outs of the matter first? On the contrary, you gave Feilin and me a big surprise.

But you also happened to catch up with a good time. To guard against the Underdark region, Fanlin Town must increase its troops.During the battle in the swamp, the temple suffered a lot. In addition, it will take a while for the Phandalin mine to fully operate, so there is still a relatively large gap in equipment.

Let's go, it's not convenient here, go to the next room first, take out your things and have a look, I promise to give you a satisfactory price. "

In the room, looking at the pile of equipment on the table, Jonathan's mouth gradually couldn't close.

"My boy, you really got rich! It seems that the gold coins you just donated to the temple are going back to your pocket again."

As a joke, the head priest checked the equipment and gave Ren a total price of 6500 Golden Eagle Coins. Among them, the spell book of the drow mage, the "Guardian of the Dragon" breastplate, and several pieces of +1 magic Equipment accounted for the bulk of it.

In fact, the price of the spell book is not high, about 50 to 100 Golden Eagle coins, but the spells recorded in it are worth a lot.

After all, this is not something that can only be used once like a magic scroll.

"Mr. Jonathan, don't rush to pay, I need to buy a batch of supplies in the temple."

Seeing that the head pastor showed signs of getting up to withdraw money, Ren hurriedly said, taking out a note from his arms while talking, and began to read to him:

"1 dimensional bag, 20 bottles of blazing glue, 20 bottles of high-concentration holy water, 5 bottles of healing potion for neutralizing wounds, 2 inextinguishable torches, 1 waterproof tent, 1 pair of binoculars..."

"Stop, stop, stop!"

Seeing that Ren would continue reading, Jonathan made a pause gesture and said helplessly:

"You don't know yet, because of the cracks in the ground and the problems of the cultists, the high-grade military supplies in the temple are not for sale. In addition to the high-concentration holy water, I can only provide you with an additional 10 healing potions. The healing potion can only be used to treat minor injuries. Each bottle of high-concentration holy water and minor wound healing potion costs 50 Golden Eagle Coins, a total of 1500 Golden Eagle Coins. Do you need cash for the rest?"

"what?"

Jonathan's answer obviously disappointed Rennes.

"But if I want to take risks, these things are very necessary? Besides the temple, where else can I buy them?"

"Okay, that's it. I'll give you another address, maybe you can buy the rest of the stuff there."

As he said that, the head pastor took the pen and paper, wrote down an address in a "shua, shua, shua" and handed it to Ren.

"Black Crow Secret Art Store? What kind of stupid name is this?"

After only glancing at the few words on the note, Ren couldn't help complaining.

"Cough," the head pastor cleared his throat, and lowered his voice, "This is a secret magic shop run by a black wizard. You can report my name or Ferlin's name when you arrive. The old man dare not lose face to the temple. I can give you a [-]% discount. He has some good things in his store, and he doesn't even have a temple."

dark wizard...

Ren glanced at the head pastor, with a strange expression on his face.

Good guy, I didn't expect you, a thick-eyed and big-eyed pastor, to have such a trick behind your back!
(End of this chapter)