Unfortunately, Reynolds didn't care about her reaction at all. He simply walked out the door alone … "Ugh …"
Mytheran stared at Reynolds's back as he disappeared around the corner, his eyes full of regret and unwillingness.
The elderly bishop beside her seized this rare opportunity to give her some advice.
"This kid is good at everything, but sometimes his way of thinking is a little strange, a little different from ours …"
"So, why don't you take the initiative and be more direct …"
"You have to hurry up. Don't be fooled by this kid's character, he's actually quite popular …"
Mytheran was taken aback by such advice.
She didn't really understand what the elderly bishop meant …
And she didn't know what to do, how to take the initiative, how to be direct?
She'd better go back and read the books. Coincidentally, her maid at home had helped her borrow two books yesterday:
"On How to Cleverly Show Your Charm in Front of Your Boyfriend"
"What Kind of Women Do Good Men Like"
Just as Mytheran's thoughts were running wild, Reynolds came back quickly, but he only bought a corn, and he even took a bite out of it …
"I tasted it, but it wasn't very sweet, so I only bought this one …"
"I'm sorry, Bishop … Bishop Mytheran, there might not be any corn tonight."
Mytheran didn't care at all. Her eyes were fixed on the corn cob in Reynolds's hand, and a strange idea suddenly popped into her mind.
Should I … finish this corn cob with Pastor Reynolds? Using that special method …
She still remembered seeing a particularly daring act in a book. A man and a woman, each biting the two ends of a chocolate bar, and then starting to eat. As the chocolate bar got shorter and shorter, their faces got closer and closer …
The book even used several pictures to accompany the explanation, describing this method in detail. Mytheran's heart raced as she read it.
Although the corn cob in Reynolds's hand was not a chocolate bar, she could still try, right?
Unfortunately, Reynolds didn't give her the chance to try at all.
"Come, come, come, you guys, split this!"
As he spoke, he shoved the corn cob to the kitten at Mytheran's feet.
"Meow, meow, meow!"
The little kitten's face was filled with reluctance as it protested in a childish voice.
"What's wrong? Have you forgotten my usual teachings? Don't waste food! Otherwise, when you're hungry in the future … "
Before Reynolds could finish his sentence, the little kitten was so scared that it started to tremble. It quickly hugged the corn cob with its furry paws and called for its companions to help with this difficult task.
"You guys are becoming more and more obedient and sensible. I'm very pleased!"
Reynolds said contentedly. He let go of the kitten and invited Mytheran to sit on the bench next to him. They chatted casually about the events of the past two days.
However, he did not mention anything about the two dragons, because the old bishop had specifically instructed him not to tell anyone about it, lest the two dragons be frightened and not dare to return.
"By the way, the two believers that I recently recruited into the church told me that there are changes to this year's harvest festival?"
The Harvest Festival at the end of autumn every year was one of the grand festivals in the Sinless City and even the entire empire. There would be a lively three-day celebration, with parades, bonfires, fireworks, opera performances, and other activities.
But what Reynolds was concerned about was that the Harvest Festival was an excellent opportunity to preach. Many non-believers or shallow believers would consider converting to another religion during the festival in order to get a better harvest in the coming year.
Therefore, every year during the Harvest Festival, the various religions in the Sinless City would be active. Old John and his son, for example, had become believers in Mia's religion during the Harvest Festival a few years ago.
Calculating the time, it should be next week. Reynolds was also rubbing his hands together, ready to make a move. He was ready to do something big and earn more believers to join the church.
He wanted to ride a dragon, and he also had plans to preach while riding a dragon. How cool would that be? It would be much more impressive than riding Amelia. It would definitely attract a lot of people.
However, the two believers, the brothers Tom and Jerry, heard some rumors about the Harvest Festival through their parents' connections. It was said that the mayor was considering canceling this year's celebration.
Probably because of the arrival of the two dragons, the mayor did not dare to make a big fuss about it, fearing that there would be an accident. So, Reynolds wanted to confirm the authenticity of the news with Mytheran.
But after listening to his question, Mytheran stood there in a daze.
And it was not a normal daze. Her face was red, and she was swaying left and right in a daze.
Harvest Festival …
According to the books, many young men and women would choose this day to pour out their hearts and gain a sincere relationship.
They would go to the celebration together, dance around the bonfire, watch the fireworks together, and finally hug and kiss each other under the oak tree.
Hug and kiss with Pastor Reynolds …
I'm so looking forward to it!
But … Would it be too intense, too bold? We've never gone to the park together, the kind where we hold hands …
Mytheran was thinking about it when she suddenly felt her cheek being poked with a finger.
"Ah!"
Myrtheran, whose thoughts were suddenly interrupted, let out a cute squeal. She quickly defended herself.
"No, no, I'm not thinking about that …"
Reynolds was stunned and asked suspiciously, "What's wrong?"
"What's wrong with you?"
"No … No … Although I'll be busy during the Harvest Festival, I can still squeeze some time out! I have time every night! "
Mytheran explained incoherently.
"But that's not what I'm talking about …"
"Why do I feel like Daze is acting weird today? She's dumber than usual … "
Reynolds could not help but mutter softly.
Mytheran did not hear what he was muttering at all. She was still thinking about how to arrange her schedule for the Harvest Festival.
Fortunately, the old bishop finished cooking in time.
The three of them were like a family as they enjoyed this warm and delicious dinner.
At the dinner table, Reynolds could not help but ask the previous question again.
This time, Mytheran was relatively calm. She finally gave the correct response.
"Uncle Yek seems to have mentioned this before …"
"In previous years, we would have been preparing for the Harvest Festival by this time, but this year is different. The Paladins and Crusaders are busy with other things, probably searching for the two dragons …"
"Are they dangerous?"
"What should we do?"
Mytheran's eyes were full of worry.
She was not worried about the two dragons causing any trouble. This was the Sinless City, with many powerful people and the protection of the gods.
Besides, Reynolds was here, so she was not afraid of anything.
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