Mystery: The Extraordinary Journey Starting from an Angel

"That 40,000 to 50,000 gold pounds cannot be lowered!" Olvia said tentatively.

"No!"

"Hundan! If you don't believe me, old man, I will smash your church."

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The usual answer made Olvia completely angry.

Isn't my face worth a penny?

"I don't have any money either!" Bishop Anthony felt aggrieved.

"No money! You are lying! You say you have no money for such a big church."

Olvia obviously didn't intend to buy his fault.

"There's really no money!"

Bishop Anthony was also anxious.

He came out from behind the barrier and explained:

“The profit of our church depends on the donations given to us by entrepreneurs every year.”

"And some small income, which is only four to five hundred thousand gold pounds a year."

"The money is barely spent every year, so how can we still have money?"

"You didn't lie to me?" Olvia looked at the old man in front of her suspiciously.

Anthony also knew Olvia's suspicion, and quickly performed a crimson moon ceremony on his chest: "I swear in the name of my Lord, everything I said is true."

Seeing Anthony swear an oath to the goddess, Olvia believed what he said this time.

After all, Antony is a fanatic believer in the goddess of the night, and it is impossible for him to blaspheme for some money.

"Then how can you make money?" Olvia asked Bishop Anthony.

"Actually, there is a way." Anthony suggested to Olvia: "That is to hold a church."

Holding a church?

Olvia's head was filled with questions.

"Um?"

Anthony explained: “As long as you are willing to hold churches in places where there are no dark night churches.”

"Then, those entrepreneurs will donate to you."

"Then after taking the money, can we run away?" Olvia hesitated.

Isn't this cheating money?

"No~no~no. You need to use this money to form a church, and then run it for a few years and it will be profitable."

"How many years has it been in business? How many years?" Olvia accurately grasped the key to Anthony's words.

"Yeah! More than ten years or decades." Archbishop Anthony answered based on his own experience.

More than ten years!

Aren’t the day lilies all cold?

Olvia was a little frustrated.

Why is it so difficult to make money!

Olvia wanted to leave this place where she had been tortured twice.

"Okay then! Lord Angel. I can help you keep an eye on whether there are any good jobs to introduce to you."

"If so, I will inform you personally."

"By the way, where do you live, Lord Angel?"

Anthony said to Olvia's leaving back.

"Minsk Street 15!"

………………

Olvia walked aimlessly on the street.

It’s true that I came with high hopes and came back disappointed!

In this situation, Olvia wanted to give herself a cool song.

It seems that I will have to live with Klein for a long time in the future.

Olvia sighed.

I didn't expect that in my previous life, a big man, I was reduced to the point of being a mere mortal.

Still just a man's soft rice!

Life is not easy, the angel sighed.

Olvia felt that the world had given her strong malice.

Even if he is not a biological child like Klein, he should be considered an illegitimate child at least!

Is it necessary to make yourself so miserable?

(PS: Author: There is no way readers will love reading it. Sorry!)

Olvia complained about the injustice of the sky while walking on the street.

The most profitable methods these days are probably written in the law!

Olvia thought about whether she could use her strong strength to make money.

After all, this world is not the rule of law society of the previous life. As long as you have the strength, you can do whatever you want in this world.

It seems that he can form a secret organization to solve problems for the rich.

After all, rich people make the best money.

Olvia unknowingly returned to Minsk Street.

Seeing that she had arrived at the door of her house, Olvia sighed and entered the house.

………………

The road made of cement was dirty due to long periods of rain. The gas street lamps on both sides, tall as adults, emitted a bright but dense light due to the moisture in their glass covers.

A taxi drove through the night, and the surrounding pedestrians wore hats or held umbrellas.

Klein leaned against the wall of the carriage, idly admiring the streets of Backlund at night.

He has not yet decided whether to buy the sealed artifact that the old man "Eye of Wisdom" mentioned in this gathering.

At this moment, he suddenly felt that the temperature inside the car had dropped a lot.

The cold wind swirled and lingered.

Klein suddenly turned his head, and sure enough he saw the bodyguard lady wearing a black gothic palace dress.

She didn't know when she sat across from him.

She said in a hollow and erratic voice:

"That 'eye of wisdom' is aware of my existence."

really……

This was within Klein's expectation.

Klein nodded without surprise:

"He has several magical items. Perhaps he was able to detect them through these items. I even suspect that there is an organization behind him."

Otherwise, just relying on the power of the "Eye of Wisdom" itself, even if it takes more than thirty years, it is unlikely to collect several relatively powerful magical items.

The former "Hurricane Lieutenant General" Qilingos, as one of the seven pirate generals, only had one "Creeping Hunger".

Of course, the latter is more likely to have high standards and look down on ordinary magical items. After all, "Creeping Hunger" can be comprehensive and has no weaknesses.

Hmm!

It is reasonable to say that the Eye of Wisdom is very rich, organizing so many parties.

If you find a suitable magical item, you will take it at any price. After more than 30 years, it is not too incredible to have several collections...

Ah, this is the rhythm of having a mine or a bank at home...

Klein complained in his heart.

He did not specifically mention that he actually guessed that the "Eye of Wisdom" was from the Church of the God of Steam and Machinery, or the Church of the God of Knowledge and Wisdom.

He was afraid of exposing the fact that he was not a new Beyonder in front of the bodyguard.

The light-blonde bodyguard nodded slightly, as if agreeing with Klein's suspicion.

Suddenly, she frowned slightly, looked at the car window opposite and said:

"It smells very bloody."

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