I Became the King of Villains In the Game

the next day.

Nine o'clock in the morning.

The wooden doors of the Church of Generosity have long been thrown open.

Today is Monday, and it is also the Sunday of the God of Contract. The residents of Lengye City came to the church by coincidence, with devout smiles on their faces, and they walked in from the outer courtyard in an orderly manner.

Men, women and children are looking forward to today's mass, hoping to hear closely that the new priest delivers the gospel of the God of Covenant to them, so as to avoid injustice and betrayal.

A black-clothed missionary stands at the gate of the outer courtyard. Whenever believers enter, he nods and smiles, and presents a newly printed leaflet.

"Good day, Ms. Janning, this is a new service for the residents of Generosity Church, you can pass this gospel to relatives and friends in need..."

"Good day, Mr. Harrier, please take a look."

"Good day, Mrs. Tatum..."

"Oh, the new bishop is willing to treat the 'Frost Disease' for the residents of Lengye City?!"

A slightly fat woman looked at the flyer with an excited and unbelievable expression. She turned around to share the good news with another woman, and everyone around her showed surprise and surprise.

"is this real?"

"Of course it's true, and the flyer has the Church of Generosity seal on it."

"Praise the contract! Praise the Bishop!"

The believers looked at the leaflets in their hands, as if they saw the hope of salvation. The family members or friends of some of these believers happened to suffer from "Frost Disease", but most of them could not be cured due to financial constraints.

Now, Generosity Church has launched this new service, which is actually free of charge, which immediately excited these residents, and at the same time, they were extremely grateful.

"Priest Rishman, if we want to treat 'Frost Disease', what do we need to do?"

A plainly dressed middle-aged man held a leaflet and spoke hesitantly.

The black-clothed missionary standing at the door recognized this gentleman, who was a tailor living nearby. His old mother was suffering from "cold frost disease" and was suffering from the disease.

"After the mass is over, you can bring the old Mrs. Muller. On the right side of the church, Sister Maggie will diagnose and treat her."

Richman replied truthfully.

"No fee will be charged, don't worry, Mr. Ganssel."

After hearing this, the man's expression eased, and he quickly thanked him with a smile.

At this time, several believers asked questions, and Li Shiman answered them one by one patiently. Then he looked at the faces of the believers in front of him, full of expectation and gratitude, and felt happy as if he felt the same in his heart. proud of.

"Your Majesty Jack is really a great and noble man... With his help, the council will definitely be more prosperous, and the residents here will live a better life."

The missionary felt admiration in his heart, and he was more and more willing to serve under his command.

At this time, Mrs. Fay, who had stopped to chat with him yesterday, was coming to worship with her husband and two daughters. When she saw some neighbors and friends, she greeted them happily.

"Hey, little Nellie looks fine today, it's a pleasure."

The slightly fat woman from before noticed that the little girl's condition had improved, and said in surprise.

"It all needs to be thanked to the new bishop. It is the 'holy water' he generously bestowed that cured the little guy's frostbite... I brought Roca to worship together today, just to thank the crown prince in person. Down."

Mrs. Fay said hastily.

The crowd surrounded Little Nari, looking at her happily and in surprise, with constant exclamations.

"It seems that what Priest Leishman said is true!"

The believers felt more at ease, and they couldn't wait to walk into the church one by one.

The priest in charge of the mass today is Akbin. He has already changed into a green priest's cloak, holding the Bible "Justice Document" in one hand, and holding a scale in the other. His deeds and famous teachings.

He told believers not to be afraid of villains who betrayed the contract, but to muster up the courage to resist and pray to the God of the contract.

An hour and a half passed quickly.

At the end of the sermon, Akbin led the crowd to sing a short hymn to express his gift to the Lord.

"Praise the contract!"

"Thank you, Father Akbin."

The believers stood up and saluted one after another.

Immediately, someone has already impatiently walked to the side of the church, where a large table was placed, and a nun in a gray robe was sitting behind it.

She looked meticulously dressed, with long, smooth flax hair hanging down, against a fair face, with a calm expression and a smile on the corner of her mouth.

It gives people a sense of holiness and dare not go beyond.

"I am the generous nun Mechdella, and I am willing to get rid of the evil disease and get rid of the calamity for the believers of my god..."

Maggie spoke softly.

A woman suffering from frostbite sat on a chair and looked at the young nun in front of her rather anxiously.

"Please reach out."

Maggie smiled slightly and said to the woman.

Seeing the friendly smile, the woman seemed relieved, and slowly stretched out her arms. After Maggie took it, she glanced at the dry, chapped and red skin, and then pressed it lightly twice, making a judgment in her heart.

She calmly used her sequence ability, planting a pox spore as small as a sesame seed on the woman's wrist.

Immediately, she asked the woman to open her mouth and stick out her tongue to observe the situation in the mouth, and asked some questions. The whole process was careful and gentle, which made Golov in black, who was sitting beside him, quite uncomfortable.

Golov's eyes were fixed on Maggie's every movement, and the always holy expression on her face, which always felt weird.

"Priest Golov, please fill this lady with a small bottle of holy water."

Maggie turned her head and spoke politely to him, with a smile in her eyes.

Golov was taken aback for a moment, but he didn't look away until he noticed a hint of threat flashing in Maggie's eyes. He quickly took out a medicine tube, scooped it into the golden cup of holy water in front of him, and handed it to the woman.

"Drink the holy water, and your disease will be cured...but if you don't want to relapse, please come to me for a check-up every Sunday."

Maggie ordered.

After drinking the holy water, the woman felt that her physical discomfort had been relieved. She was pleasantly surprised, and immediately got up to salute Maggie to thank her.

"Thank you, Sister Maggie, I will definitely follow your advice."

"I wish you a good night's sleep tonight."

Maggie laughed.

The believers who came to treat Frost Disease had already lined up, and the next patient sat at the table, greeted him politely, and stretched out his arm.

Maggie didn't have any impatience, just like treating the woman just now, she gently checked the condition and asked about the symptoms.

As soon as the time turned to around two o'clock in the afternoon, the church was empty.

After Golov slowly closed the church door, he heard a burst of laughter behind him. Turning around, I saw the holy "Sister Generosity" Maggie, dancing there, looking happy for herself.

"As long as the supernatural disease planted adapts to the 'Frost Disease', it can evolve into a corresponding fever to offset it, but this fever will not harm the human body, achieving a perfect balance... If successful, Then these patients will not suffer from 'Frost Disease' again, hahaha, I'm such a genius!"

Golov tremblingly walked forward and heard Maggie muttering something.

Maggie crossed her hips, turned to look at Golov, and said hehe:

"Why, are you willing to sit with me for a day? Don't you want to play cards?"

"Miss Maggie, do I only know how to play cards in your eyes?"

Golov smiled wryly.

"Well... still pull the car."

Maggie thought for a while and said.

Golov stagnated for breath, and quickly explained:

"Mr. Jack asked me to assist you in treating believers."

"I know I know, why not arrange you to sit next to me and flirt with me?"

Maggie rolled her eyes.

She quickly took off the nun's gray robe, revealing the vest and hot pants underneath, and waved her hands as she turned to leave.

"You performed well today, I just like your sharp drive!"

"Thank you for the compliment, Miss Maggie."

Golov shook his head wryly.

He walked forward consciously, cleaned up the things on the table, and left the church.

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The top of a building in the city center of Lengye City.

In the spacious and formal conference room, two men and a woman were sitting.

"On behalf of the Linbang Asylum and all the people, I salute you...Your Majesty Jack Speight, your arrival is the gospel of Linbang. From now on, this area will need your attention."

The middle-aged man with brown hair combed three to seven points raised his wine glass as a sign.

Pinned to His chest is a golden nameplate the size of an index finger, engraved with the words "Linbang Asylum, Judgment Chief Farik".

"Thank you, Your Majesty Farric."

Chen Lun sat on the sofa, held up a glass of warm milk in his hand, and responded with a smile.

As the main city of Linbang, Lengye City should have three churches sitting together. However, due to its special geographical location and long-term good security, there are only two churches in addition to the local official shelter. .

In addition to the generous parliament represented by Chen Lun, the other is the School of Madmen.

"In fact, Linbang is considered to be a relatively peaceful Bangcheng District. There have been no major cases in Lengye City and surrounding towns for decades..."

The woman sitting on the other side of the sofa spoke.

He looked to be in his thirties, with light yellow hair coiled up and wearing a vintage sky blue robe. This is the person in charge of the Madman School in the main city of Linbang, a scholar of Suraya University.

"Although it is located on the border, the Kingdom of Byron is not as keen on provoking troubles as the Kingdom of Beelzebub. They and the empire have lived in peace for hundreds of years. The border trade is in full swing, and the two sides exchange goods... Byron's wool, leather and ores, etc. , it is just needed here, and the canned food and industrial daily necessities of the empire are also quite popular there, especially the multifunctional folding knife."

Suraya said with a faint smile.

"As far as I know, there are more than a dozen companies that specialize in the production of folding knives and have made a fortune with Byron as their main sales target."

"I've heard about this. When I was still in Wangcheng, the headquarters of 'Church Company' and 'Jiandeli Folding Knife Group' were established in the upper city of Tourmaline Kloster."

Chen Lun agreed with a smile.

The three of them chatted about irrelevant topics for half an hour.

The chief adjudicator, Farik, mentioned the local climate disease "Frost Disease" in a rather helpless tone.

"This kind of disease is not a problem that is difficult to overcome. The shelter has also asked the workshop to research the corresponding medicine, but the cost remains high, and it is difficult for the public to accept... Now only the two plans of the Madman School are barely feasible."

Suraya glanced at him.

"My sect doesn't want to make money. Potions and candle treatments are costs, but they are easy to do. If you can help, you can help. But most of the people who can afford it are nobles, wealthy businessmen and other upper class."

He shook his head calmly.

Chen Lun put down his glass and joined the topic.

"Speaking of 'Frost Disease', it happens that a doctor under my command is interested in it. She is following a natural branch path, and may be able to contribute to the local residents."

Farric was interested, chuckled and raised his glass.

"In that case, I would like to thank you again for the people of Lengye City, Your Majesty Jack."

"The god of the contract bears witness to fairness, as it should be."

Chen Lun smiled slightly in response.