Surrounding the city from countryside

Hearing Beta's words, Grinton said in relief, "Since you have a plan, I won't say anything more. Right, Alice hasn't been happy recently. If you have time, help me talk to her. "

Beta rolled his eyes at Grinton. "It'll be better if Kail takes care of it."

Grinton, however, said helplessly, "It was that jerk who made Alice unhappy in the first place. Why would he come to talk to Alice?"

Naturally, Beta knew what was going on. He said helplessly, "There's nothing I can do. Alice is troubled by love. You've been through that. You should know that an outsider won't be able to help in such a situation. "

Grinton, however, said, "I've been through that, so I know that when a girl is sad, if a handsome, gentle, and humorous man suddenly appears next to her and comforts her, things will be much simpler, and she will gradually shift her mind to a new man."

Hearing that, Shirley immediately glared at Grinton with her big eyes, like a hen that was protecting its food. The only thing that was missing was a threatening cackle.

Grinton was already a Legendary expert. Naturally, he didn't care about Shirley's threatening look.

Beta heaved a heavy sigh. "But the problem is, I'm not handsome, nor do I have a sense of humor. So, there's nothing I can do. "

"You should feel your conscience before you speak," Grinton said disdainfully. "That's what the Golden Sons said."

"But there's another saying among the Golden Sons that you must've heard before," said Beta casually. "Conscience is to be fed to dogs, and integrity is to be thrown away. There's really nothing I can do about Alice's matter. "

"Well, forget it. My daughter is unlucky. " Grinton heaved a long sigh. "Okay, I've talked to you for a long time, and other people must have objections. I won't disturb you any longer. I'm going to meet my other friends. "

After saying that, Grinton raised his glass at Beta and Shirley, before he walked away.

Because City Lord Grinton was at the banquet. He was a person of high status and also the most powerful person, so when he was talking to Beta, no one was willing to disturb him, nor did they dare to. Now that he left, three nobles immediately came over.

The three nobles all came for Shirley. They gathered around and asked Shirley all kinds of questions. Shirley handled it very well. She didn't reveal any of her secrets, and the others didn't think that she was arrogant and aloof.

Seeing this, Beta retreated to the side, allowing Shirly to do as she pleased.

As a former lord, Beta understood that it was important to delegate authority to his subordinates and let them complete their tasks independently. If he did everything himself, the result would not be good. He was not the one who would die from exhaustion. Even if the subordinates who had been neglected or neglected complained, they would leave if it was light, or rebel if it was heavy.

He was drinking fruit wine on the side, enjoying the sight of more and more people surrounding Shirley. After all, she was a great beauty and a bishop of the Temple. No matter what, she would be very popular.

Just when Beta was feeling relaxed and at ease. There was a baldy who came looking for him.

"I'm Bard, one of the bishops of the Temple of Light. It's a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Red Priest. "

Beta's reputation as the Red Priest was only known in Winterwind. Only a few people in Bronze Drum City knew him. As a bishop of the Temple of Light, Bard had heard of Beta's reputation, which was quite rare. Maybe he had investigated him before he came. He even investigated him.

"Mr. Bard, it's a pleasure to meet you." Beta raised his cup to Bard and asked, "I wonder if Mr. Bard has come to give me some great benefits?"

"I'm not capable of offering anything to you," said Bard humbly. "But I do have a favor to ask of you."

Beta never hit a smiling man. He asked, "I don't know how I've offended you, sir."

The word "favor" … In Hollevin, it was usually used when two parties intended to reconcile after a conflict.

Bard smiled. "We're going to build a temple here. You should know that very well, right?"

Beta nodded. He had heard about it from Grinton just now. Naturally, he wouldn't forget it so quickly.

"The Temple of Light is going to preach in Bronze Drum City too." Bard looked into Beta's eyes and said, "It's just that we're a little late. Logically speaking, we shouldn't continue preaching in a place where your Woking Temple is. It's just that our goddess has been in a bad mood recently, so we can only try our best to gather more believers for her and try to make her happy."

"Are you suggesting that the Woking Temple should leave this place?" Beta swirled the glass in his hand with dangerous brilliance in his eyes.

Bard waved his hand hard. He didn't seem to see Beta, or rather, he didn't feel Betta's murderous intent. "The Temple of Light is a very kind religion. We wouldn't do such a tasteless thing. I only hope that you can give us a small area. We'll stay inside and never come out or touch the line. "

Beta understood that this was demarcating territory. Although Bard was tactful and humble, it still couldn't hide the fact that he intended to use his strength to pressure Beta into dividing the territory.

In fact, such a situation was within Beta's expectations. Religious wars were the cruelest of all. Many times, when two religions were hostile, one would die or the other.

Beta asked, "Then where are you going?"

"With the mayor's residence as the border, we're going to the small area in the north of the city," said Bard slowly.

Beta narrowed his eyes and thought. The north of the city was the rich district. Although the residents there were all rich, their houses were large, and the population wasn't large. The population of the slums was more than twenty times that of them. Moreover, there were many ordinary civilians near the slums. They made up about three-quarters of the total population of the slums.

To be honest, Beta didn't plan to preach to the rich district. If the rich were willing to believe in Woking, that would be great. If not, Beta couldn't be bothered to preach to them because it was meaningless.

Most of the nobles had their own views on life, and they already had their own beliefs from a young age. It was very difficult to persuade them to change their faith, and it was often a thankless task.

The poor and civilians, on the other hand, were much simpler.

As long as someone could feed them and keep them warm, they could give their faith to anyone.

Beta liked this decision. After all, it was worth it to give up a piece of useless land in exchange for a period of peaceful coexistence with the Temple of Light.

But he said with a pained expression, "If the rich district doesn't believe in the Goddess, what will happen to our income? What do you think, Mr. Bard? "

Bard smiled slightly. He put his left hand behind his back, then quickly took it out and opened it. There were several white gems in it, shining with an enchanting luster.

A few exclamations came from the surroundings … After all, Beta and Bard were both big figures, so it was normal for their conversation to be noticed.

In Bard's hand was a Light Crystal … a type of soul gem.

Although this kind of soul gem was the worst kind, it was still a rare treasure in the human world.

Beta glanced at it and pretended to be slightly greedy. At this moment, he was possessed by the Best Actor. He had a noble expression on his face, but his eyes kept glancing at the soul gems. This almost schizophrenic acting technique fooled Bard in an instant.

Bard was slightly happy. "If you agree with me, then these three Light Crystals are yours."

Beta reached out and took the Light Crystal from Bard's hand, then put it in his own space.

Then, the two of them looked at each other and laughed, as if they were old friends who had known each other for decades. They were inexplicably excited.

Life in this world depended on acting skills. Grinton watched the interaction between the two of them from the side. He knew very well that Bard had been tricked into the Victoria Trench by his original master again. He knew very well how well his master, in the dream, knew how to deliberately show weakness to the enemy, or pretend to be a powerless toy boy.

After Bard got what he wanted, he immediately returned to the crowd. Beta waited for Shirley to finish teasing the male nobles who had ulterior motives, and then left with her.

The male nobles who didn't have time to talk to Shirley let out a cry of distress.

Bard, on the other hand, looked at Beta's back in the crowd and said softly, "Greedy idiot."

After Beta returned to the temple, he gave the Light Crystal to Shirley. As a divine being, although Shirley could also eat human food, what she liked the most were the soul gems condensed from various unconscious souls. As long as she ate one, not only would it increase her strength slightly, but it would also prevent her from starving easily.

Sitting on a chair, Beta watched Shirley run around with the soul gems. Then, he recalled Bard's face and couldn't help but say, "Idiot."

Beta understood Bard's plan. The latter wanted to establish faith in the rich area first, and then use the power of the devout nobles there to raze the temple of Woking.

However, Betta had already seen through his thoughts, and could only laugh at this plan from the bottom of his heart.

Believers of a god were particular about the number of people and the quality of their faith. That would increase or decrease a god's strength. As soon as Bard arrived, he simply gave up the slums and went to the rich area.

The rich all had their own views on life and religion. It was very difficult to convert them.

Beta was ready to sit and watch Bard's farce unfold. According to Beta's estimation, in just two more months, he will be able to develop all the civilians and poor people into believers, and the days to come will be much easier.