Reynolds led the mercenaries into the church and sat down. Then, he opened the letter and read it.
The letter was written by Bart. It said that the mercenaries were called 'Laughter and Victory'. They were quite famous and powerful and had a good relationship with Bart.
They had just received a commission from Sir Donald. They needed to go to York Town, a mining town outside the city, to pick up a bag of raw gemstones and send them back to the jewelry store in the city for processing. It would take about two days of travel. Normally, the journey would be very safe. The team had received the same commission twice before, and there were no problems. It was just that Sir Donald would rather spend more money to ensure the stability of the supply of raw gemstones. That was why he kept hiring them.
The original healer in the group, a grassland witch doctor, had returned to his hometown to get married. The mercenary leader, Gerson, was also very cautious and responsible. He insisted on looking for a priest to fill the vacancy before leaving. So, Bart recommended Reynolds.
It was a mission that was not dangerous. It was just a little difficult and the reward was not much. Reynolds could only get one gold coin.
However, money was not the main point. The main point was that the mercenaries were non-believers. At the same time, they were also well-known figures in the circle. If they could use this commission to build a good relationship with them, the Church of Mia would gain a very valuable connection.
Mercenaries had always been a frequent customer of the Church. Since they lived on the edge of the blade, they often needed to work with the Church. They were an important source of income for many of the Churches. It was just that Mia's Cult was too destitute in the past, so they were unable to make contact with the Church. But now, the shop owner was kind enough to deliver the opportunity to them.
Reynolds naturally understood the shop owner's good intentions. It would be best if they could turn these mercenaries into believers. Then, the number of believers of the church would be significantly increased by as much as 50%!
Even if the mission failed, he could still build a good relationship with them. Wouldn't that be great?
So, he kept the letter and said, "I understand the situation.
"I've already understood the situation. Do you want to hire me to make a trip?"
"Yes, Bart said that you are a very good priest. Your skills are superb and can be said to be excellent. So, we would like to trouble you."
The mercenary leader, Gerson, quickly flattered.
No one would mind getting to know a few good priests, especially mercenaries. They needed to maintain a good relationship with them. So, they came with the intention of making friends.
But during the day, Reynolds was in a submissive state. He hurriedly said modestly,
"No, no, no. You flatter me. I'm still young. I still need to work hard."
"Hahaha, just as Bart said, you are a very humble young man …"
Ge Sen smiled. Reynolds had left a good first impression on him. He had seen a lot of young people. Most of them were young and full of vigor, proud and arrogant. Someone like Reynolds, who was modest and cautious, naturally left a good impression on him.
"Let me introduce you to my teammates first."
As Ge Sen spoke, he introduced the other three to Reynolds.
That powerful auntie was his wife. Like him, she was also a Grade 5 Veteran Warrior. Her name was Shanna.
That caveman was the team's scout and archer. His name was Echelon, and he was also at the fifth grade.
The last Elf Sorcerer was called Shu Sapling. He was Tier 5 and specialized in Earth and Wind Magic. He had just turned 400 years old this year.
With a smile on his face, Reynolds nodded and shook hands with them one by one, but he was cursing in his heart.
Why were the blind Cavemen Archers? Were they really going all out?
Why does a 400-year-old Elf look as young as me? He's even a little more handsome than me …
But he's only at the fifth grade at the age of 400. Looks like he's the same as me, a pitiful person with no talent …
After Ge Sen finished introducing his teammates, he paused for a moment. He wanted to wait for Reynolds to introduce himself, but Reynolds was thinking too much and did not open his mouth. Ge Sen could only ask in a reserved manner.
"Although I've heard about you from Bart, I still want to know what kind of Divine Art you're proficient in."
He saw that Reynolds was young and did not look like a veteran Priest who was proficient in Healing and Redemption Divine Arts. He might not even have mastered many Divine Arts. It was his duty as the team leader to understand the condition of each member. Even if this was just a simple and safe mission, he would treat it seriously.
The mercenaries who died in simple missions could already circle the Sinless City a few times …
"Well … I don't actually have any Divine Art that I'm particularly proficient in. If I have to say, I'm more proficient in the Divine Art of Protection."
Reynolds answered truthfully.
"Divine Art of Protection?"
Ge Sen was slightly surprised. Wasn't that the domain of Paladins?
Although it sounded a little strange, Divine Art of Protection was a good thing, especially in terms of life-saving. Most of the time, it was more effective than Healing Divine Arts.
With Protection and Healing, the safety of his teammates would definitely be greatly guaranteed!
So Ge Sen's surprise quickly turned into pleasant surprise.
He quickly said, "That's great! Our team needs an expert like you! "
"Welcome to 'Laughter and Victory'. Although it's only temporary, let us bring laughter and victory to our employer!"
With that, he took the initiative to shake hands with Reynolds and agreed on a time to depart the next day. Just like that, they temporarily parted ways.
"This is a good thing! I didn't expect to be able to get in touch with the mercenaries so quickly. I've been worrying about how to get in touch with them. "
The old bishop who had been listening silently suddenly spoke up.
"Moreover, they haven't visited the cathedral. They should be non-believers, right? You can also try to preach to them. "
Reynolds nodded and replied.
"Although I haven't preached much, I've seen you do it before. I'm still very familiar with the process. I still remember what you taught before. The key isn't words, but actions."
The old bishop smiled and nodded.
"That's right. Our every word and action is the best interpretation of the teachings."
Renault suddenly asked, "What's the matter?
"But if that's the case, it's fine during the day, but how am I going to explain the teachings to them at night?"
"Are you going to capture a cultist and demonstrate how to make people repent and forget about disputes? But I've never been good at capturing people alive … "
"Uh … this … cough cough …"
The old bishop coughed awkwardly and hurriedly advised, "Everyone will be tired at night.
You don't have to explain the teachings. Rest well. It's best to do these things during the day. "
"And if we preach at night, won't it be like a cult? That's not good. "
Reynolds thought about it and felt that it made sense. Therefore, it was better not to do these things at night and preach during the day.
Then, he returned to the garden to look for Avina.
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