Alien Knights

Compared with Theodore's overburdened appearance, Rachel looked much more elegant. Wiping the corners of her mouth lightly with the white cloth on the dining table, she patted her towering chest, and said with a smile, You have opened my eyes, Mr. Todd.

When facing the president of the Relief Society, Todd can still leave some leeway with ease, but when talking with this seemingly harmless woman, an inexplicable pressure is always looming in his heart.

Rachel used a toothpick to insert a green mulberry and slowly put it into her mouth. Her almond-shaped eyes turned into crescents, and said in her mouth: Mr. Todd, we've run out of dinner, let's talk... Seeing Theodore's face darken, the woman quickly changed the topic: ... about your situation.

My situation?

Todd frowned, not understanding what the other person meant.

Mr. Todd, I have read your introduction. From a monk in the monastery to a priest in the church, your experience in the past two months can be described as a legend. Defeating pirates, overseas treasure hunting, heresy trial, you are now a hero sung by everyone in the streets and alleys.

Listening to the woman's words, Todd didn't reply, the expression on his face became more and more serious, and a bad premonition gradually emerged.

However, some things are not as simple as you imagine. Rachel took out a map from her purse as she spoke, drew a few lines and a circle with a pen, and continued: You said that you went to the northern archipelago and dug out the crystal relic, but each voyage took about three days. Counting the time spent on turning back, ocean currents, wind direction, supplies, and digging, it is not too long to really spend on the journey. Taking the speed of the ship into account, you can take Muxi Harbor as the center of the circle. , draw your approximate sailing radius.

Looking at the circle the woman drew on the map, Todd's eyes widened.

There are not many islands in the northern archipelago within the range of the circle. Even if you find a boat to look at each island, it won't take much time. Think about it, if someone really worked hard to look around and found no traces of excavation, would they have such doubts—where is the crystal treasure? Rachel took out two glass products with similar styles but different looks from her bag: Mr. The styles of the crystal relics are basically the same, but the one on the left is the first batch of goods you sent to Silver Ring City, and the one on the right is the latest batch of goods sent to the border.

Looking at the woman in green, she brought the two pieces of glass closer to the firelight and compared them with each other. Todd immediately understood what the problem was, and his breathing became short of breath, almost out of breath.

The first batch on the left has air bubbles at the bottom, heavy crystal impurities, and obvious traces of rusty handwork at the joints; the one on the right is completely different, with meticulous workmanship and less impurities, which is close to perfection. Rachel tilted her head and looked at the silent one: It is obviously an unearthed Tyro antique, the style is the same, but the workmanship is so different, and it happens to be a different batch of goods. Don't you think it's too coincidental?

If the above are just suspicious, then your performance in the heresy trial is equivalent to burying the last shovel of soil for your grave. You disclosed your identity as an alchemist and conducted alchemy experiments in front of everyone.

Rachel walked to Todd's side, looked at the fine sweat on the other's forehead, and said softly: The northern islands, technological progress, and proficiency in alchemy. Don't you think that putting these things together is equivalent to admitting in disguise that you already have the skills to make crystals?

The woman squatted down and leaned against Todd. Although her tone was gentle, her content was horrifying: What I can think of, the vultures in the church can't imagine. Do you know what they will do next?

Todd swallowed, and asked unconsciously, How?

Reject all your requests politely, but will praise your achievements in the Holy Ministry Bulletin, promote your position, transfer you to an idle position in the central parish, and find someone to take over your Muxi Town. Next, they will find any crime and put it on your head. In the end, whether they roast you or boil you is their freedom...

Rachel returned to her reclining chair, stretched her body, and said with a smile: The reason why they haven't done anything yet is that you should really be grateful for the Tyro characters engraved on the crystal. If it wasn't for the 'Church of the Heavenly Father' and the 'Church of the Most Orthodox' who were fighting for the name of orthodoxy and needed to use these relics as evidence, you might have been imprisoned in prison now.

Todd sat cross-legged, buried his head between his hands, and closed his eyes in frustration.

What seemed to him to be a seamless plan had so many flaws, it was like a severe slap in the face.

Mr. Todd, I have a proposal, you may wish to consider it. Glancing at Theodore's dignified expression, the woman paused and said, Cooperate with us, we can help you tide over the difficulties, and bring you more power and wealth. Moreover, we are all different species, and there is an inseparable bond in our destiny, so we don't have to worry about each other's betrayal...

Todd raised his head, beyond Rachel's expectation, his face was calm: What do you need me to do?

It's very simple, there are only two things. First, we hope that in Muxi Town, we can place a shelter for alien species to ensure that the church's influence will not endanger their safety.

After listening to the first condition, Todd pondered for a while, and after a while, he understood the other party's intention: So, is the most dangerous place the safest place?

When Rachel heard this, she laughed: You are absolutely right.

What about the second condition?

If I remember correctly, the church once granted you a commission to establish the Heavenly Father's Sisterhood?

That's right.

We hope to set up a nun's convent in Muxi Town and let us manage it.

Touching the bridge of his nose, Todd's eyes looked at the flame of the candlestick, and he began to weigh the pros and cons in his heart.

If the matter of setting up the alien shelter is well controlled, it doesn't matter too much. As long as you pay attention to confidentiality and coordination, and don't cause any major incidents, there should be no problem; but if the jurisdiction of the Nursery in Muxi Town is transferred to the Relief Society, it means that they can set up a fixed base in the town in a fair and honest manner. Next, it is possible that the residents of the town will be brainwashed and preached, and even religious riots will occur.

Thinking of this, Todd showed a embarrassed look on his face. He wanted to reject the proposal, but he didn't speak yet. Rachel seemed to see through his mind, and said with a smile: I almost forgot, I still have some supplementary details about the second condition. We will only send one person to the nun in Muxi Town as the resident dean, and will not send any more people.

If only one person came, that would be acceptable, the worst would be to find someone to keep an eye on him 24 hours a day.

Todd nodded slightly, and asked the last question: So, when will the dean you appoint arrive?

Rachel held onto the table with one hand, leaned her upper body over, her body curved into a fatal temptation, stretched out her index finger with the other hand, pointed at her own eyebrows, and smiled: As long as you want, I can...