Chapter 332 The Mechanism of the Church of the Silver Lord

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Delicious Wind Goose opened the carriage and glanced outside roughly.

It is easy to see that they are now in front of an alley.

There are people around - not crowded, but not isolated either.

At least you don't have to worry about the extent to which someone suddenly takes the sack over his head and takes him away in one wave...

This settled the delicious wind goose a little.

——At least it's not a routine to immediately silence when you bring something in.

In this way, the validity of the contract should still exist.

After all, it was a contract from the Church of the Silver Lord... and they themselves belonged to the category of "transaction". Still under the watch of the Silver Sir.

Until the contract is completed...?

Delicious Feng Goose's heart moved, and when he got off the car, he asked:

"Want to bring wine?"

"No, I'll get you back soon."

Consul Tate, who has the same hairstyle as him, laughed and stretched out his hand to support the delicious goose who got out of the car, lest he accidentally fall to the ground.

Then Consul Tate took advantage of the situation to put his arms around Yui Feng Goose's shoulder, patted him on the shoulder, and said in a low voice, "You can be quiet, don't reveal your stuff.

"We are imitating it after all... don't make a sound.

"Remember to state my name when you go to deliver. And, if anyone asks, kill it. It's real wine—get it, friend?"

He raised his eyebrows and looked back at Delicious Wind Goose.

——Delicious Wind Goose knows that Tate's words are only half said.

He didn't even mention the issue of "Devil's Blood".

But at the moment when the eyes meet, the delicious wind goose immediately understands.

...that is, are they currently being watched, or possibly under surveillance?

The "fake wine" thing can be told to the other party, but the blood of the devil cannot.

So the person watching was Stilwell Shelley... Was Consul Tate the patron who sold fake wine in the capital?

This shows that the Shelley brothers should have a high probability not to be involved in the royal infighting.

At least they are not people that the third prince can trust.

In the short two sentences of Consul Tate, Delicious Wind Goose quickly analyzed a lot of useful information.

He is now secretly grateful... Fortunately, it was himself who received this task.

Except for himself, I'm afraid no player who comes here can make it perfect - not even Dove.

Not because they weren't smart enough, but because they were all too young and not sharp enough.

Delicious Feng Goose thought calmly in her heart, but her body followed without hesitation, pretending to be Consul Tate's sidekick.

That's what he did for those who were spying on them.

Tate also apparently sensed the purpose of the delicious wind goose.

He was neither anxious nor angry, just gave him a deep look and led him into the empty alley.

The carriage stopped at the entrance of the alley. The carriage itself is blocked at the entrance of the alley and can be used to block the sight.

Tetra walked all the way to the innermost part of the alley with the delicious goose before stopping.

Afterwards, Tate untied both his belt and the belt of Tasty Wind Goose.

and exchange them with each other.

Because the clothes of the delicious wind goose are all made by Tate, these two belts happen to be the same style, which is also very reasonable.

At first, the delicious wind goose was a little surprised when the belt was unfastened.

But the moment he saw Tate hand over his belt, he understood what Tate meant—

Sure enough, as soon as this belt was started, Yummy Feng Goose felt that it was obviously much heavier than his own.

Delicious Wind Goose reached out and touched the inside of the belt lightly, and felt the familiar metal texture.

It was a metal bottle the size of a lighter that contained the blood of demons.

"The promised reward is ten in total."

Tate watched Tasty Wind Goose re-buckle his belt, and he was a long distance away from him, and whispered: "I gave you something,

You have to help me deliver the goods too. "

"No problem. When?"

"Right now."

Tate replied briefly: "I'll drop you two streets away from the third prince's mansion. One street away, access is blocked. You must verify your identity before entering."

"How shall I answer?"

"You can answer your real name. I have already put up an appointment for you. Your current identity is a businessman from Frozen Water Port, and you want to give the third prince a generous gift in exchange for the right of free trade. And you are deeper The purpose of the floor is to join my caravan... remember?"

"Well, no problem."

Delicious Feng Goose replied calmly, "I have written it all down."

Tate glanced at him carefully, nodded slowly, and patted his shoulder: "Okay, then I'll go.

"I won't come forward again after that - no matter what problem you have, it has nothing to do with me, understand?"

"clear."

Delicious Wind Goose nodded.

He followed Tate back to the carriage and climbed up again.

After closing the door, he slowly stroked the black box and narrowed his eyes slightly, not knowing what he was thinking.

After that, Tate put the delicious wind goose two blocks away as planned.

At this time, the delicious wind goose saw the scenery of the royal capital for the first time——

The capital of Noah's kingdom is also called Noah.

As a large city with a population of more than four million, Delicious Wind Goose is currently located only in the "St. Charles District", which is the closest to the city gate of the royal capital.

In the hundreds of years after Noah's Kingdom was established, the capital has been renovated at least four times. The most recent one was thirty years ago, when the capital was officially divided into six regions, named after the seven Popes of Sir Silver.

Delicious Wind Goose noticed that the roads in the royal capital were at least twice as wide as those in Roseburg, the streets were covered with marble, and lanes and sidewalks were specially divided.

Night had not yet come, and the intricately decorated street lamps on both sides did not light up. And at the intersection where Delicious Wind Goose stayed, you can also see an unmanned newspaper rack full of newspapers.

Next to the newspaper rack, there is also a donation box.

A large line was written on the donation box, "This donation box only accepts silver coins". A silver sergeant's emblem was branded in the middle, and two lines of small print were below it: "All proceeds from this collection box are to be distributed next month to 'Emory Mawson of St. Charles' Third Mission School'. 'Teacher's subsidy. If you don't make a donation, please put the newspaper back in its place as much as possible after reading the newspaper here."

There are even smaller three lines at the bottom: "Church schools do not charge tuition fees, and provide free meals and accommodation. All living expenses of the teaching staff and their families are paid and reimbursed by the Silver Knight Church, and no other fixed wages are paid. If you think they If their income is not high, or they think this teacher speaks well, please give them some support!"

The delicious wind goose looked at it for a while.

"...Fuck."

There are talents in this Silver Lord Church...

What is this, a reward mechanism?