"Church?" Mark squinted and looked Miller up and down for a while.
It turns out that all the unreasonable asking prices were just a prelude to this last request!
The Stewart Church covers an area about the size of four football fields. The property belongs to the Stewart family, and Mark is obviously the sole owner of the land.
The St. John's Church in Champagne, which was built just half a year ago, is located in the area east of Champagne Town, close to the town center and has a fairly large area, but it was rented from local nobles.
The annual rent paid to the nobles is estimated to account for 20% of the church's income. No wonder Miller would set his sights on him.
"How much do you plan to spend to buy my church?" Now that he knew the other party's true purpose, Mark was not in a hurry. He simply sat on the bench in the back row of the small auditorium, leaning against the back of the chair and looking at Miller.
Miller didn't care about Mark's rude behavior. He walked over to Mark and sat down on the bench next to him. "I definitely won't pay. As long as you are willing to transfer Stewart Church to me, I can pay the Puritan tax for you and help you apply to retain your priest status."
Seeing Mark's sneer on his face, Miller waved his hand and continued, "Young man, don't be so quick to refuse. Think about it carefully. Your father was a third-level professional. Is his death normal? Is it normal for a small town like Champagne to have dozens of exorcism commissions in just six months?"
"Think it over carefully. If you're willing to transfer the church to me, I can also give you a sacred vessel personally baptized by the Archbishop of St. John's Church in Fruit Wine City. I can also transfer you to Fruit Wine City and let the senior priests assist you in your job change... Young man, think about it carefully!"
Miller was like an old man who cared about his younger generation. He sighed deeply, patted Mark on the shoulder, and turned to leave.
Miller walked out of the small hall and looked solemnly at the old nun who was still wandering in the cemetery. Then he left Stewart Church with his hands behind his back and a professional smile on his face.
Gold coins, land, and believers were all within his calculations when he was transferred to Champagne.
Although he was surprised to see little Stuart today, it didn't matter. When he came again tomorrow, he would be able to obtain the Stuart Church with independent property rights.
But let’s talk about Mark in the small auditorium on the other side.
Because he was born again, he actually didn't have a very strong sense of belonging to Stewart Church.
If someone is willing to buy it at a reasonable price, he wouldn't mind selling the church in exchange for the cost of traveling to the Lily Kingdom after leaving Champagne Town.
He did not take the initiative to reveal his personal attribute column, and Miller was not aware that he had changed his job, so Miller's offer was not very attractive to him.
But the seemingly threatening words in Miller's words did scare him a little.
The death of old Stuart and the death of the original owner, little Mark, both seemed abnormal.
"A clerical accessory passed down for centuries, it finally lost its original luster after the last owner was frightened to death by a nightmare."
Mark couldn't help but think of the note about the cross necklace.
When he traveled through time, he was lying on the ground. He had all the memories of the original owner's life, but he knew nothing about what the original owner experienced before his death.
"It seemed like he just dozed off for no reason while walking on the road, and then died?" Mark tried hard to dig out his memory, but in the end he could only recall these things.
But this seemingly ordinary way of dying is the most unusual.
A third-level professional died suddenly while praying, and a young man born in a church family was rejected by the Holy Light. After using half a bottle of holy water, he was scared to death by a nightmare.
Apparently, he and old Stuart were attacked by monsters as Miller said!
Miller was the bishop sent by the diocese above to resolve the monster invasion in Champagne Town.
As the clues in his memory unfolded little by little, Mark knew that this time he might really be in Miller's hands.
Once the monsters in the Holy Dragon Continent set their sights on their "prey", they will fight to the death. He didn't know whether the death of little Mark had made the unknown monster give up, but as long as there was even a slight possibility, he would not be safe!
"After all, this is a monster that even the third-level old Stuart couldn't match. I, a newly-transferred Black Cube Cleric, probably wouldn't be a match for it either!"
Although he said this, Mark quickly walked out of the chapel and found Sister Irene who was sweeping fallen leaves.
Although this old nun is only at the second level, she has eaten more salt than Mark has eaten rice. At this time, it is still necessary to consult the old lady for advice.
He concealed the fact that he had changed his job. After telling Irene everything Miller said and his own speculation, Irene frowned, glanced at Mark and asked, "Did you also sell the cross necklace that old Stuart left you?"
"No." Mark hesitated for a long time and finally did not show the cross necklace that had turned black and glowed colorfully to the old nun.
Even though Sister Irene is Mark's closest person now, he can't guarantee that this devout believer in the Holy Light will not report him to the church after seeing the message on the cross necklace.
After all, the status bar of an item does not require the owner's consent to view it.
Irene, who knew Mark well, naturally noticed his hesitation, but she didn't question him. Instead, she leaned on her broom and sighed, "Your father was indeed killed by a monster, but it probably has nothing to do with the monster that made you faint. If it was it, it should have come to me first. Just wear the cross necklace and you'll be fine. As for St. John's Church, you can decide what to do after tomorrow..."
After Irene finished speaking, she pushed Mark out of the cemetery, saying as they walked, "Stay indoors and sleep well tonight. No matter what you hear, don't come out!"
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