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"Master Bishop, do we really have nowhere to go?"

In a dilapidated house, a priest wrapped a quilt and asked with a bleak face.

Randolph had a cold face. The situation in Nafford was exactly what Claire said. All the vacant rooms were rented out. They couldn't find a single room. In the end, they could only find this abandoned place. The dilapidated house, lying on the ground, can still see the starry sky.

And now it's winter, although the south will not be as snowy and frozen as the north, but when the wind blows, it will still be frozen and shiver. Fortunately, there are still quilts and floor shops in Nafu City, otherwise, they would be no different from beggars.

"It really doesn't work, let's go to those residents' homes for help, shall we?" a priest suggested.

The other priests also chimed in, apparently not wanting to stay in this broken place.

"It's okay to stay in someone's house and trouble them for a day or two, but it will be annoying if you stay there forever, so let's stay here." Randolph explained.

The priests were silent for a few seconds, and then someone suggested: "Why don't we go to the Viscount Mansion! There are still many rooms there, and the Viscount man looks very good, and he is willing to help us rebuild the church, the Viscount Mansion. There are so many rooms, it will be fine for us to stay for a while!"

Hearing Claire's name, Randolph's face quickly turned black, and he said coldly: "If you can't endure hardship! Go back to the capital, I won't stop you! If anyone dares to find that Claire If so, don't blame me for turning my face!"

The proposed priest shrank his neck with a look of fear, "I'm sorry, Lord Bishop."

The other priests didn't know why their bishop had a conflict with the lord who looked good, but with the lessons learned, they all consciously shut their mouths.

"Go to sleep! We will continue to preach tomorrow." Randolph said lightly.

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A gust of wind blew, and the few people lying on the ground and laying the floor were wrapped tightly in the quilts, and gradually fell asleep in their wild thoughts, while Randolph was still gnashing his teeth in his sleep and reading Claire's name.

...

"Master, those priests have started preaching again." Reagan reported that since Randolph entered the city, Claire had Reagan sent people to watch them day and night.

Claire turned the page of the magic book in her hand and said casually, "Don't worry about them."

"Ah?" Reagan was a little surprised. He didn't understand why Claire had been working so much, and now he suddenly let him go.

So he asked again, "Does it really matter at all?"

"They are clergymen, and they are not under my control." Claire chuckled: "But I can't control them. I can control other people in Nafu City."

A trace of excitement flashed in Regan's eyes, he bowed slightly and said, "Master, what do you want me to do?"

Claire rubbed the corners of his eyes, "No need to do anything, let the workers at the salt factory work overtime, it means that there is a large order, and the overtime pay is calculated at three times the normal working hours. The construction workers are also, let them Work overtime to rebuild those demolished residential areas in new areas, and the overtime pay is the same. Also, the purchase price of shredded squid has increased by 1.5 times these days.”

Reagan had been following Claire for a long time, and he immediately reacted to the changes that Claire's orders would lead to. Anyway, it was to keep the residents of Nafford busy and have no time to listen to the pastor's **** preaching speech. In the end, he was busy. He was so tired that he fell asleep as soon as he got home, leaving those pastors unable to seize any opportunity.

"Understood!" Reagan said excitedly, this young master of his own is really smart!

When Reagan was about to retreat, Claire suddenly stopped the other party, "That's right!"

"Master, is there anything else?" Reagan asked back.

"It's the same in that school. There are no Saturdays and Sundays. Except for the rest time, all of them are used to make up classes."

Reagan was stunned for a moment. Now he can imagine the screams of the children in the school, but the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he gave a salute: "Okay! I'll do it now. Those kids will definitely thank you!"

Claire raised her eyebrows and looked at Regan, and immediately smiled: "Then do it in your name, let alone my order."

"Ah!" Regan's smile turned into a wry smile, and he said with a bitter face: "Okay! Young master!"

Now he can not only imagine the howls of those children, but also how those children scolded him in the school, he shouldn't have said that too much just now! If the young master gave the order, those bear children will definitely not say much, but they will definitely be scolded.

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"Sir! Take a look!" a priest shouted as he dragged a man in sackcloth with a leaflet.

The man looked tired, waved his hand and refused: "I really want to hear what you have to say, but I'm really tired from working overtime today, how about another day? I'll definitely come another day!"

"You're the fifteenth person who said so!" The priest clung to the other's arm and refused to let go.

Where has he received such treatment? When he was in the capital, the people would take the initiative to greet him and chat with him respectfully. Now I beg the people of Nafu City to chat with him. are not happy.

"Master Pastor! I'm really tired~www.readwn.com~ Let me go!"

The two grinded for a while, and finally the priest let the other go away, and he felt that the man was going to fall asleep on the spot if the fight continued.

Randolph, whose clothes were a little messy, walked over slowly and asked, "Is it unsuccessful again?"

The pastor nodded helplessly, "Yes, the reason is the same as the previous ones, it's because I'm too tired to work overtime and I have to go back to rest."

Randolph clenched his fists involuntarily, and finally opened it slowly and patted the pastor on the shoulder, "It's alright, just do your best, and find those believers who don't look so tired."

After the priest left, Randolph couldn't help but set his eyes on the towering viscount mansion, his eyes flickering, in which city is his bishop-level priest not a sought-after existence, some nobles prayed to meet him I have to spend money for my confession and confession, and I have given free publicity speeches in Nafu City, and I still can't attract people.

Viscount Clare, you really have a lot of skills!

Every time I think of this, Randolph's heart throbs for a while, and he was full of confidence before he came to Nafu City! How can it be reduced to such a point now that I don't even have a place to live, and now my hair has not been washed for two or three days.

If he was full of confidence in the past, now he is really afraid of that Viscount Claire of Nafford City. This guy is really too skilled. It is really difficult to win the opponent by breaking arms with the opponent!

After thinking about it for a long time, Randolph still planned to write a book and send it to the Pope in the capital. He said before he came here that if he encountered any problems, he could ask him for help.

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