Despite sitting on the papal throne and surrounded by priests, Linda was nowhere to be seen in the Church of the Water God.
Ron already knew that the new Water God Church had far fewer followers than the Church of the Goddess of Music.
An elderly priest said, "Your Holiness, why don't we have our parishioners use their magic to help the Magic Plant Garden?"
"Okay, write it down. Anything else?"
"..."
After listening to everyone's discussion for a long time, I was able to fill in some gaps in my understanding of common sense, in addition to Ron's innovative ideas.
A new missionary manifesto was developed.
"First, from this day forward, the magic crystal mission vehicles must display the church's emblem, with the general doctrines depicted on them..."
The doctrines in this first article are those established by Pope Ron.
"Second, the rotating members of the cult have the task of helping the magical plants within their skill set grow, and to quickly comprehend the divine spells that promote the growth of magical plants!"
Divine magic is truly another all-rounder. The water god inherently possesses the intention of nourishing all things, and it has its own merits compared to the magic of elves and plants.
"Third, the missionary priests who will travel long distances in magic crystal carriages should be trained as soon as possible..."
"Four,……"
"..."
There are eight items in total, let's leave it at that for now!
He was a fairly competent pope; now it was time for his subordinates to carry it out.
"I have complete trust in you, so please don't disappoint me. Otherwise, I will certainly issue a decree to the Goddess..."
Since the first Magic Crystal Car's miraculous feat, some of Ron's words have come to represent the goddess, since Ron was also inside the Magic Crystal Car at the time.
What a miracle!
The Pope can certainly issue a decree to the goddess.
"By the Goddess above, we will certainly not disappoint the Pope."
"Your Holiness the Pope!"
"..."
"Hmm, very good. This Pope will take his leave now. The missionary program shall begin immediately..."
Ron and his group walked out of the church, whereupon the old pastors summoned a group of junior pastors, all of whom were talented missionaries who had traveled far and wide.
Those who comprehend divine magic are treasures in the eyes of the old priest.
They returned to the mansion once again.
Ron thought that the number of believers in this single dimension might not be enough, and the water god would have to compete with the sea god and the goddess of agriculture. In comparison, the number of believers in the goddess of music would be better to develop!
Let's try contacting the Abyss Fire Demon.
On that day, I witnessed the fallen humans in the abyss. If I could obtain faith from other dimensions from there, it would be a very worthwhile thing.
There is no need to go there in person to preach.
There are illusion stones and soul stones in the world; check out these soap opera commercials.
Various advertising insertion methods in the past.
Anyway, it's just an experiment, so it doesn't really matter if it fails. It's better to focus on the world of Gus.
If you wish to further advance your missionary work, you could perhaps discuss it with the United Commercial Kingdom, since commerce represents the flow of people!
According to legend, the God of Commerce fell in a divine war. Most of the businessmen are only superficial believers, so it's worth trying to win them over. Moreover, the businessmen can influence even more people.
My mind has already begun to analyze the advantages and disadvantages of various options.
Until the next day.
Ron issued another proclamation throughout the territory, soliciting a large quantity of Soul Stones and Phantom Stones, with no limit on quantity, the more the better. He claimed that Sandy Territory possessed the technology for magic crystal carts, magic potions, and more…
Naturally, the ostensible purpose of the notice was for teaching, and teaching also required Soul Stones, etc.
Besides these, Ron was also thinking about other forms of entertainment.
At this moment, it seems that comic books are a breakthrough!
If they draw well, won't Ron be able to entertain himself?
The idea seemed good, so I decided to do it.
In his study within the manor, Ron asked, "Rita, send me another recruitment notice for the lord's manor. This time, we need a master painter."
Another life profession has been born!
The lord's small thoughts can always stir up a storm, because the people of the world of Gus all look up to magic, swordsmanship and the like.
Other subcultures are about to invade.
Ron's dimension is, in fact, a different dimension from this one!
Hurry up and invade! Ron doesn't want to end up in the crematorium when things get really tough!
As he thought and spoke, Ron unconsciously curled up his lips slightly.
"Rita, are you done writing? Let me see!"
At this point, the little fairy Little Tower, who was surrounding Rita, became the document delivery assistant.
The little guy handed Ron the thousand-layered paper that Rita had written on.
As soon as it was taken, Little Tower flew back to Rita's side.
I don’t know if it’s just my imagination, but Xiao Ta is always sticking to Rita, and Rita has been showing a lot more changes in her expressions lately!
Is he about to be promoted?
A two-winged angel ascends to a four-winged angel! Corresponding to a demigod...
In mythology, four-winged angels possess wisdom as deep as the ocean, outwardly appearing no different from humans, and even awakening some memories of their past lives.
Ron frowned and pondered for a while.
After that, he stopped worrying about it. The stronger Rita became, the better. He was just worried that it would be difficult to hide her divine aura, and he didn't know if the goddess would change. Ron would definitely have to tell the goddess about it.
Rita is it! A future demigod-like holy angel! A huge backer!!! She's gone, who will Ron be angry with?
Although her thoughts were a jumbled mess, Rita remained steadfast in her gaze.
He shook his head slightly and looked at the contents of the thousand-layered sheng paper again.
"Hmm, not bad, Rita writes with style..."
Could it be that Rita was a big shot in her past life?
Alright, Ron handed over the details of the territory's public notice to Vivian.
"Take it! Steward Wright will handle it."
Once Wright appeared, he was essentially Ron's spokesperson, and people inside and outside the lord's manor were already used to it.
Not far from the mansion gate is the territory's office.
Steward Wright brought another announcement of the territory.
Nika looked around and felt there was nothing to add.
"Distribute them!" Nika, the fox woman, sat in her office, her short words carrying an increasing air of authority.
The fox clan was originally the imperial clan of the orc empire.
In the office of the territory's chief steward, Trish's fox-woman assistant reviewed the previously posted notice.
"Miss, what does the lord need a master painter for?"
The other Soul Stones and Phantom Stones are easy to understand, but this one is beyond Trish's comprehension!
Nika had wisely chosen to side with Ron back then. Hearing this, Nika chuckled and said, "My lord... you must want to see the painting. As for the rest, we'll just wait and see, because that's for my lord..."
As the conversation progressed, Nika gradually developed an admiring attitude, which would surely make Ron feel very embarrassed if he came.
The development of the territory was largely thanks to Nika.
Think of the former lord of Borg's white hair, and the stacks of documents as tall as meters...
Ironically, Ron's laziness was interpreted here as an unparalleled act of trust, just as Ron emphasized in the cult of God.
Managing subordinates is truly a profound art.
Just use the right people.
Nika then spent some more time with Trish exploring the lord's thoughts.
Okay! It's all in the ads. Doing all the logistical work is so difficult for me...
In terms of personnel at the lord's manor, thanks to Nika's arrangements, things are running smoothly. The lord's manor is extremely efficient, which stems from Ron's trust in talent.
That day, the territory notice was distributed to personnel at all levels, and soon, the streets were once again filled with a group of bards offering their assistance.
In the special Sandy Territory, bards are happy to help read the territory's documents, as if witnessing an epic.
"Seeking a master painter!"
"An artist?"
"Aren't you an elementalist?"
"Not the story author?"
"What does the painter mean, my lord?"
"By the way, did the requirements say anything?"
The older bard looked again: "All that's required is confidence. As for the specifics of the department... Gentlemen, this is a public office! Think about it, Sandy always gets such a high salary. Gentlemen, you talk first, I'll give it a try."
"Old Guy, are you sure you can do it?"
How will you know if you don't try?
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