When Father Paci saw Ansu bringing the Saint back for the second time,
I have the heart to want to die.
“It’s never going to end, is it?”
When he saw An Su's innocent smile, he felt pain in his trigeminal neuralgia.
After talking with this guy a few more times, Father Paci felt that he could apply for early retirement.
Especially after hearing what happened, Father Persi's face looked even uglier. He looked at Luo Jia and thought to himself that this little saint had finally contracted the incurable border disease.
"Leave everything to me." An Su said to Luo Jia seriously, "You don't have enough experience in this area. I'm afraid he will cheat you out of your money."
Lorgar nodded.
This was indeed her first time in police station, so she was quite inexperienced. Naturally, she listened to the advice of those who had experienced it before, "Then I'll wait for you outside."
Listening to this conversation,
Father Paci's forehead was bulging with veins, and he kept telling himself in his heart that Ansu was a minor and he couldn't do anything to him.
"Give me the money."
"." Father Parsis took a deep breath.
"Thank you then?"
After all, she had only been a saint for a month and had only received offerings for a month.
"You don't have to pay it back." An Su said considerately. He considered himself to be a relatively generous freshman. "My family is not short of money."
When Luo Jia heard this number, he felt a little deflated. How many cakes could this buy
"Don't forget to visit the Magic Guild!" Father Percy finally shouted.
Father Paci thought it would be better for Ansu to go home and inherit the family business. He felt it necessary to discuss this with Ansu's father. Why was such a promising capitalist being allowed to engage in religion
It's such a waste of resources.
After writing another check, Father Paci waved his hand and told Ansu to get out as he didn't want to see the little boy's face again.
"By the way, I'll take Luojia's as well." An Su said, "I like to help others."
Although I can still afford it, my life will inevitably be a little tighter.
However, she is still relatively wealthy.
First, a fine of 200 gold coins was issued, which was deducted from the prize money for the world strategy. Ansu made a net profit of 3,800 gold coins.
Although the monastery had many prohibitions on her on a daily basis, she received all the basic treatment of a saint, and the monthly offerings were also received on time.
This was Luo Jia’s first time breaking the law, so she was not sensitive to numbers. At the same time, this was her first time entering the Naraku world, so she didn’t know that there was a basic bonus in the fixed world.
"Only three hundred gold coins." An Su said calmly to the little saint.
Ansu carefully put away the check and left the confessional. The warm sunlight penetrated through the layers of palm leaves and shone on his body, making his smile look very clean and sunny.
Look, Luojia even wants to say thank you.
When Luo Jia saw An Su coming out, he stood up from the bench.
After seeing the little saint leave, An Su got straight to the point and was quite skilled. He started with super-level magic, "Luo Jia is fifteen years old this year. You can handle it yourself."
His father really doesn't know how to cherish.
"I will pay you back the amount of the fine."
Ansu felt that today was another day to help others.
"What are your plans next?" Luo Jia asked.
"I'm going to go check out the Magic Guild. Our development rights should be granted tomorrow, and we'll have to go back to the Chaos Border tomorrow."
When mentioning the chaotic border, Luo Jia's eyes moved slightly.
She had not told anyone about the "When the Red Moon Fell". After all, the world had been destroyed by Ansu before the Red Moon fell. She had not mentioned this matter to anyone.
If the prophecy of the end of the world is true, and an era will be extinct every ten thousand years,
It is now the Sixth Era, calculated according to the year of the destruction of the Chaos Border.
The sixth apocalypse is coming.
I hope this is just her guess.
"Then let's see you tomorrow." Luo Jia pursed her lips gently, then raised her head and said to An Su.
The scorching sun shone on the glass dome of the Magic Guild, as if it was coated with a thick layer of platinum, and the rivers in the distance were sparkling.
The Magic Guild is located in the northern urban area of Faror, at the intersection of the Starfall River and the Mary River. The guild was jointly established by the royal family and the Temple of the Seven Gods. All warlocks are proud to be able to join the Magic Guild.
It has a history of thousands of years.
To join the Magic Guild and become a registered warlock, the minimum requirement is to be a priest of the Grand Vatican and to have created magic that can be rated as "Intermediate Ordinary" or above.
The warlocks coming and going are all of high status, and it can be said that they are a gathering of heroes.
Today is the once-a-week opening time.
Saints who are not priests also have the opportunity to visit and observe.
The gorgeous corridor was paved with valuable obsidian, and the corridor was crowded with warlocks who were queuing up to enter the Magic Guild.
Ansu also spotted Arthur and Lister in the crowd.
The aura of these two scumbags is so unique and outstanding in the vast crowd that it can never drown out the glory.
Today, the painful cadre school is on holiday, so these two guys came out for a walk.
"Brother Ansu."
As soon as he saw Ansu, Arthur's signature sunny smile appeared on his face.
These days, he and Lister were not wasting their time in vain. Just a few days ago, they perfectly cleared a second-level border world, which caused quite a bit of discussion - they also invited Ansu, who was learning magic from Bone at the time.
The news that Ansu had established a fourth-order border world had not yet been widely spread, nor had it appeared in newspapers. The Church of Order ordered the saints present that day to keep their mouths shut. After all, smuggling was not a glorious thing.
It is not convenient to publicize on a large scale - we can't promote smuggling, right
It is quite impressive that he can clear the third-level world just after becoming a saint.
By connecting the two worlds, their rank has reached the third level and they can also write magic.
When you achieve something, you naturally have to show off to your good brothers.
Arthur even had the illusion of being proud.
If Brother Ansu knew that they had received a reward, he would definitely regret not going with them.
Arthur had already thought of the opening line, so he imitated Ansu's previous tone and made a face full of pain and sadness.
Then the other party will comfort him, and at this time he will take the opportunity to talk about his grades, and then say with great sorrow that his performance was too bad.
He has been with An Su for a long time and has learned some of the essentials.
He coughed a few times and sighed softly.
"Brother Ansu, our performance in the strategy a few days ago was very poor."
"What's wrong with you?" An Su asked.
He was a considerate and good boy, and asked questions in accordance with Arthur's expectations.
"We cleared a border world."
Arthur sighed again. Seeing that Brother Ansu had initially fallen into the trap, he gradually became happy. "It only received an A+ rating."
"That's true." An Su said.
(End of this chapter)