Paladin went up to the second floor, led by the flattering priest in front of him. Immediately, he saw a purple robe sitting in front of a rectangular table, calmly eating grilled meat, pickled asparagus and butternut squash. Paladin sniffed the wafting fragrance and squinted at the rumored archbishop.
The bloated body was wrapped in the bishop's purple clothes. A shawl scarf, a symbol of the bishop's identity, hangs down from the neck. The long snow-white hair was scattered on the back of his head, revealing his wrinkled face. But even so, it was difficult for Paladin to ignore the sharp edge that flickered on the edge of the slumped corner of his eye.
"May the great god bless you, your esteemed bishop." Paladin gently put down the sack and said respectfully with his hands crossed. The priest glanced at it and knew that he had nothing to do with him. Immediately backhand to close the door. The dining room was left to the bishop and the Palatine. The edge in the bishop's eyes disappeared in just an instant.
He looked at the appearance of the Palatine, and saw nothing out of the ordinary. Then he cut a corner of the barbecue with a knife, picked up a fork and put it into his mouth to enjoy the crunch, and then took a sip of a glass of red wine that was as bright as blood on the table. Only then did he show a pleasant expression: "What is the name of the bishop. Everyone is the servant of God, this is too much. Call me Andrew." "Yes, Lord Bishop Andrew."
Andrew wasn't angry that Palatine still called him bishop. On the contrary, he just hummed unequivocally. The barbecue in the plate was once again in his hand. He thought to himself: "The priest who took office this time is not bad. At least he's not a fool. He really called me by my real name and didn't have honorifics. But I heard the priest say that his name is Paladin, and the file is dated, and now one or two It's been a month since you came to see me. I'm a little conceited." Thinking so, Andrew waved his knife and fork, ignoring Paladin's plans.
Standing quietly, the silent Paladin saw that Andrew's hands were full of rings. Either beautiful rubies or dazzling gold. The flashing Paladin was dazed for a while. But fortunately, Paladin's mind was tenacious, and he forcibly suppressed the ugly gaze, standing with an honest look, waiting for Andrew to finish his meal. At this time, a strange atmosphere fell into the restaurant. Paladin stood silently, and Andrew also ate and did not speak. Time passed quickly between the two.
After a long time, only a pop was heard. Andrew threw the cutlery onto the clean plate, picked up the tablecloth on his chest and wiped his mouth. Standing up, he turned around and walked into his room, treating Paladin as nothing. "Master Bishop, please stop." "Oh? Palatine, right? Sorry, there is no lunch here. If you are hungry, there is a restaurant outside." Andrew teased the young man in front of him. A smug smile appeared on the old-fashioned face.
Who knew that Paladin took the time to pat the dust off his clothes, and said with a mysterious smile on his face: "I heard that the bishop likes women. Not only women who sell themselves, but also some innocent believers and commoners, and even some The captured mercenary. Bishop, all their families are very angry." "Why, are you threatening me?"
Andrew frowned, stopped walking into the room, and turned to stare at Palatine. But Paladin was indifferent, and continued to say to himself: "If these things are stabbed out and spread to the Holy City of Kasiri, the impact on adults will be very bad." Andrew snorted, stepped forward and stared at Paladin disdainfully said: "It's just you? Paladin, you are not the first person to threaten me like this. I have been through the storm for decades. What do you think you can do to me?"
Paladin suddenly smiled strangely, squatted down to open the sack, and swept away the gravel, revealing a very weak and powerless Lucia. Andrew tossed among women all year round. What kind of woman has he never seen? But this woman brought by Paladin made him stare straight at a glance, and saliva flowed from the corner of his mouth unconsciously. OMG! Not to mention the appearance, just this tender skin is much better than those rough civilians!
"This is..." Andrew didn't want to speak directly, but looked at Lucia greedily and dealt with it in his mouth. Paladin chuckled and said reverently, "This is Luna, a believer. She really wants to meet the devout Bishop to help her learn about God's grace and mercy." "Oh? Oh! Yes, it is a believer. Hahaha. Paladin, I knew you were good. Don't take what you just said seriously, just treat it as an old man's nonsense!" Andrew said, and was about to come over, squat down and touch Lucia face. But he was immediately embraced by Paladin, which made the former frown unhappily and said, "Paladin, do you have anything else to do?" "Sir Bishop, I have come all the way, and I really have nothing to say. ?" Andrew snorted, looked at Paladin contemptuously and said, "A woman, what more do you want? My place?"
"I want an assistant bishop." When Andrew heard this, his face showed a look of astonishment. After confirming that he had heard it correctly, he immediately laughed uncontrollably: "Hahaha, I am Andrew in the day where Adeley belongs. But in twenty-five years, the bishop of the diocese has never seen such a shameless and shameless request. Assistant bishop? A priest who has just been in office for less than half a year wants to be an assistant bishop? Hahahaha!"
Andrew's laughter was full of sarcasm. Also, in the system of the Holy See, there can be an auxiliary bishop and an assistant bishop under the bishop of the diocese. These two positions are equivalent to the vice bishop, with great power, and the most powerful is the assistant bishop. This position is equivalent to the successor of the bishop, and not everyone can do it. One can imagine how excessive Paladin's demands are.
The laughter stopped, and Andrew stared at Paladin with disdain and scolded: "Paladin, do you think I'm so confused? You just want to be an assistant bishop? What achievements do you have, what do you rely on. You even have this parish? How many priests do you want to be an assistant bishop without knowing it? Stop laughing!" When Paladin heard this, he calmly said in a low voice: "Then it's the assistant bishop, and I will give you five hundred gold coins to spread the word to you. glory."
"Huh?" Andrew looked at Paladin in disbelief, although the assistant bishop had the same power as the assistant bishop. But a thankless position. All trivial matters and troubles are all handled by the auxiliary bishop, and the benefits may not necessarily be obtained by the auxiliary bishop. And the business is busy, and there is almost no other spare time. So although this position is attractive, Andrew has no suitable candidates until now. Because this position can share their worries, and can also be a scapegoat if necessary. He couldn't figure out, how could this young priest put his mind on the position of auxiliary bishop