The glassware was eventually all sent to Silver Ring City. Although Todd had repeatedly argued with Father Paul beforehand, the latter ultimately produced the bishop's authorization, which no one could refute.
Although the monks were unable to leave any treasures for the priests, knights, and fallen soldiers, the people of the church appreciated this kindness and remembered this act of benevolence.
On the other hand, Paul, as the head of the delegation, presented treasures to the church, and just when most people thought he would soon rise to prominence.
Ten days later, a letter of appointment and dismissal shocked everyone.
Bishop Fabian, in a very rare move, used extremely harsh and even severe language to remove Paul from his position as head of the delegation and order him to return to the cathedral immediately. Instead, he appointed a highly respected old priest from the delegation to replace him.
Just as the saying from my past life goes.
He left quietly, just as he came quietly; he waved his sleeves, without taking away a single cloud.
Everything gradually returned to calm.
The church's annexation of the San Sidlow Monastery has come to a temporary end.
Todd's life returned to normal.
Library, laboratory, dormitory – a simple routine.
To outsiders, he had distanced himself from the world, chosen the life of a monastery, and returned to being a monk. But only he knew in his heart that a seed was sprouting, a barrel of wine was fermenting, and in the not-too-distant future, a real opportunity would inevitably come to him.
On a warm winter morning, Todd was busy in the lab when Huggins knocked on the door.
The man was still dressed in the same worn-out clothes, which the monk had grown accustomed to and no longer bothered to say anything to him.
Huggins dusted himself off, looked at the complex and sophisticated instruments on the table and the colorful liquids in the bottles, and slowly said, "The glass workshop has been dealt with. The furnaces, equipment, samples, and molds have all been hidden in a safe place."
Todd nodded, indicating that he understood.
Huggins found a stool and sat down, stretching his arms: "The pirates' warships are a problem. Perhaps we could build a small dock on the western coast of Muxi?"
The monk put down the gas-gathering bottle in his hand, gestured to Karin across the table to turn off the fire, thought for a moment, and said, "No, let the harbor remain as it is. The ships can be stored in the nearby villages."
He paused, then turned to Huggins and said, "I know the decision to close the glass workshop and temporarily halt the development of the harbor might be hard to understand, after all, I promised you I would turn Twilight Harbor into a base for the aliens..."
The man shook his head, and what he said surprised Todd: "No, I understand, now is not the time to do these things."
The latter said, "That's right. Now, whether it's producing glass or developing a seaport, it will make others suspect our true purpose."
Huggins nodded in agreement and stood up to leave.
“Oh, right, Brother Hudgens, wait a minute.” Todd took a small wooden box from under the table and handed it to him.
With questions in mind, the man opened the wooden box, and what he found inside made him freeze in place.
A small wind chime made of glass and silver.
“This is something I specially kept for your daughter.” Todd shrugged, then suddenly remembered something and added, “Remember not to tell Edgar.”
The man nodded slightly to the monk, said nothing, put the wooden box in his pocket, and left the room. He remained expressionless throughout, though his body trembled slightly.
"What about mine?"
Upon hearing the voice, Todd frowned and turned around.
His beautiful female assistant, Karin Forman, blinked at him with anticipation.
Since spending those few days together on the island, Karin's attitude towards him has changed somewhat.
In the past, she surrounded him out of curiosity; but now, there are things in her eyes that he can't understand or fathom.
He was uncertain about and dared not be certain about such an unknown thing.
“Karin, you definitely won’t be happy if I say I’m going to give you glass, since you can make it yourself. Okay, tell me what you want, as long as I can make it.” Todd, having given up resisting, raised his arms in a gesture of surrender.
Karin, resting her chin on her hands and leaning on the table, looked up at the ceiling and began to think seriously.
The girl's eyes lit up, and her subsequent suggestion surprised Todd slightly: "Let's go out and play!"
Twenty minutes later, around 8 a.m.
Todd, who had changed into casual clothes, saw Karin at the entrance of the monastery, now dressed in the same outfit she had worn for their first formal meeting.
She wore a light-colored, round headdress, a loose-fitting top with an open front, and her long black hair was braided and hung down her back. Her face, lightly made up, was blushing with shyness.
Todd sighed. With that kind of looks, if she were a few years older, and she were in her university in her previous life, she would definitely have been voted the campus beauty by those nosy boys.
"Where do we go next?" It's funny, really. He's been transported to another world, and apart from the bustling city circus, this is the first time he's actually gone out to play.
The girl patted her chest, her face full of familiarity: "Just follow me!"
After walking down the hillside and heading east for about fifteen minutes, the two arrived at a small inn called "White Horse".
Among the three or five carriages parked close together, Karin chose one that looked reasonably well-decorated and clean. She grabbed the back of the carriage with both hands and tried to climb on.
Todd came to her side, supported her arms with both hands, lifted her up, and helped her into the carriage. After he climbed in himself, he noticed the girl's face was a little red, but didn't think much of it. Seeing the driver still resting with his eyes closed, he asked, "Isn't this carriage leaving now?"
Karin gave him a strange look and replied, "The carriage will only depart once all the guests are on board."
After all that fuss, it turns out this isn't even a 'taxi'; it's more like a 'private bus'.
Seeing that the sun was rising and there were few passengers in the post station, Todd simply knocked on the front panel of the carriage to wake the driver. Looking at the driver's drowsy eyes, he took out a silver coin from his waist and asked, "Can I rent this carriage?"
The driver, his eyes following the coin, suddenly perked up, realizing a big fare had come his way, and grabbed the silver coin in his hand: "Sir, where would you like to go?"
Karin secretly tugged at the sleeve of the person next to her and whispered a reminder, "That's too much! One silver coin is enough for the two of us to take a carriage to Silver Ring City."
For some reason, seeing the girl's pained expression stirred a mix of cuteness and nostalgia in Todd's mind.
Finally, watching the coachman chewing on a silver coin with his yellowed front teeth and a look of utter delight, Karin said with a look of disgust and resentment, "Watchtower, slow down, I want to see the scenery!"
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