my pokemon player.

"boom!"

Sacco kicked over the chair next to him to express his determination not to sit down.

Looking at Sarko standing with his arms folded and his head held high, Morgan smiled helplessly.

"Deacon Sarco's character is still the same as always. He is straightforward."

"Since you don't want to sit down, let's talk while standing. Are you satisfied with our terms?"

"If you have any other requests, please let us know and we will do our best to meet them."

Sarko's eyes lit up when he heard this: "Then if I ask you to join the Shadow Church..."

"Cough cough!"

Before Sarko could finish his words, he heard a familiar cough.

He curled his lips and said, "Okay, if you don't want to join, then don't join. Actually, I didn't really want to invite you. I was just joking."

"You're just average, but you're acting like I have to force you to join. You're really being sentimental. So are you really not going to join?"

"Cough cough!" The coughing of the black-robed man's subordinates became more and more intense.

Morgan's tone was still gentle and firm: "I'm sorry, I still prefer to be a businessman."

"If you don't have any other requests, I'll take it as you agreeing to this cooperation."

Hearing that Morgan had rejected his invitation again, Sako gave up the idea of ​​recruiting talents for the church. After all, he also had to save face.

However, the reward Morgan offered was indeed generous. Not to mention the money, he had no idea about it, but the mere fact that a sacrificial ceremony could be held in Guanhai City was enough to make him excited.

You must know that in the Shadow Church, the greatest contribution is to offer sacrifice to the Demon Lord.

The more grand the sacrificial ceremony is and the more people are sacrificed, the more likely it is that you will receive rewards from the leader, or even the favor of the devil.

Therefore, these deacons who have risen from the bottom have all held sacrifice ceremonies to some extent. Sako is no exception, and his hands are already stained with blood.

However, due to the joint siege of the royal family and the Temple of Poseidon in recent years, the Shadow Church has not had an easy time, so Sako would at most hold sacrificial ceremonies in some remote villages.

A sacrificial ceremony of this scale would not only not gain the favor of the Demon God, but he would probably not even bother to take a look at it. The leader would not care either. All he would get would be a few words of praise from the guardian Ram.

Although it was good to receive praise from the guardian Ram, Sako wanted more. He dreamed of holding a large-scale sacrifice ceremony.

So the condition given by Morgan hit Sarko's heart perfectly.

Just when Sarko couldn't wait to nod in agreement, he was interrupted by a cough again.

"Cough cough!!!"

Hearing the sound of the black-robed subordinate about to cough up blood, Sarco said impatiently:
"Didn't I tell you not to use coughing to remind me? Either you say what you want to say, or you shut up!"

Seeing that Sarko was angry, the man in black robe quickly said:
"As you command, I believe that President Morgan is sincere enough. You can agree to this cooperation."

Without waiting for Sarko to speak, the man in black robe continued:

"Of course, it would be even better if President Morgan could agree to one of our small requests."

"I have heard that the information channels of the Merchants' Association are not only spread over land, but they can also collect intelligence on the sea."

"So I would like to ask President Morgan to provide us with intelligence support when we take action in the future."

Upon hearing this, Sako understood what his subordinate meant. He wanted to use the information channels of the Chamber of Commerce to collect information about Moltres.

Compared to the Shadow Church's headless search method, the efficiency of the Chamber of Commerce in collecting intelligence is undoubtedly higher, and all merchant ships sailing on the sea are their sources of intelligence.

By then, I will definitely be able to find the trace of Moltres before Dick and regain the trust of Lord Ram!
When he thought of the scene where Dick failed in his mission and was punished by Lord Ram, the corners of Sako's mouth couldn't help but rise.

He patted his subordinate's shoulder heavily and said with satisfaction: "Not bad, next time if you have such a good suggestion, just say it directly, no need to cough here."

"Don't learn bad things from those hypocritical guys in the Sea God Temple. We in the Shadow Church have always done things uprightly!"

Sarco said as he raised an eyebrow at Zane provocatively.

Zane sneered, not bothering to deal with this idiot.

Seeing this, Sarko thought he had the upper hand in words, and his expression became more smug.

"President Morgan, you should be able to meet this small request, right?"

"No problem. As long as we can defeat Ryan, the information from the Chamber of Commerce will be shared with you." Morgan agreed without hesitation.

Sarco slammed the table and said, "Great! That's fine with me. We at the Shadow Church will take this job!"

Zain was startled by the sudden sound of slapping the table, and sneered with an ugly expression:

"You are just a deacon, are you qualified to represent the Shadow Church?"

"If Deacon Dick hadn't been here for so long, you wouldn't even be eligible to receive an invitation!"

Sarco responded sharply: "I can't represent the Shadow Church, but I am better than a waste like you who may be abandoned by the Sea Temple at any time, right?"

“You!!” Zain’s face showed a rare expression of anger.

If it was just an ordinary insult, he would not take it to heart. After all, Sarko's insults were just like a show of affection.

However, this time, Sarko used the sharp knife of truth, which instantly broke Zane's defense.

"Okay, both of you calm down. We still need to work together next time." Morgan said with a smile.

As if to change the subject, he asked Sarko curiously:
"Is Deacon Dick still searching for the traces of the Flame Bird at sea?"

"You are indeed well-informed." Sarko first looked at Morgan in surprise, then said indignantly:
"I don't know how that guy gained Lord Ram's trust. He won't be back in a short time."

Morgan narrowed his eyes slightly: "Really? What a pity."

"What's the pity? My strength is not weaker than his, and I have many talented people under my command. You should be happy that you can cooperate with me!" Sarco said proudly.

"Yes, yes, it's my honor to be with Deacon Sarco." Morgan said in a coaxing tone.

Sarko was fooled by this and cocked his chin smugly at Zain.

However, Zane's eyes were not on him, but on Morgan.

As if he noticed Zain's gaze, Morgan turned his head and said to him:
“Bishop Zane, do you have any requests?”

Zain shook his head: “I want to hear the conditions you propose first. President Morgan has always been fair in his work. He shouldn’t be partial to one and not to the other, right?”

Morgan chuckled and said, "Of course not. Then I'll get straight to the point."

"As for the money, I don't need to say much. In addition to the portion given to the Sea God Temple, you will receive more donations in the future." "In addition, we will allow the Sea God Temple to preach freely in the slums, and you will not be subject to any restrictions."

Zain said nonchalantly: "What kind of conditions are these? We can now do whatever we want in the slums."

At this point, Zane suddenly reacted, immediately sat up straight, and looked at Morgan with sharp eyes.

"Do you agree that we should establish a parish in the slums?"

Morgan smiled and said, "I don't have the power to do so, but Viscount West should be happy to allow those poor people to receive the teachings of the Sea God Temple."

"As for how you spread your faith in the slums, that is none of our business, as long as it does not affect the commercial and noble areas."

Isn't this just handing over the slums to the management of the Poseidon Temple?

There was a deep joy in Zane's eyes. If the greatest contribution of the Shadow Church was sacrifice, then the greatest contribution of the Temple of Poseidon was the establishment of a diocese completely controlled by them.

Perhaps because they had suffered such a severe blow from the royal family before, establishing a religious state had become the obsession of the top leaders of the Temple of the Sea.

The theocracy is made up of dioceses, so establishing a diocese in the Temple of Poseidon is a great achievement. Even the test for the candidate for the Saint is whether they can transform the town they are stationed in into a diocese.

If he could establish a parish in Guanhai City, the largest city in the southeastern province, even if it was only a part of it, this achievement would be enough for him to rise rapidly in the Temple of the Sea God.

I can’t guarantee anything else, but at least the position of archbishop is inevitable.

Don't underestimate the position of archbishop. It sounds like it is only one level higher than bishop, but in fact the gap between the two is like a chasm.

Since the Pope and the blue cardinals rarely leave the palace, local power is mostly in the hands of the archbishop.

Therefore, it is impossible for ordinary believers to be promoted to the position of archbishop. Even though Zane has worked hard in Guanhai City over the years and helped the top leaders do a lot of dirty work, he never expected to become an archbishop.

But as long as he could establish a parish in the slums of Guanhai City, he would have the opportunity to become the archbishop. How could he not be excited?

Seeing Zain's expression of being unable to hide his joy, Morgan struck while the iron was hot and said:
"With this achievement, Bishop Zane won't have to worry about being abandoned by the top leaders of the Sea God Temple."

"Even if you can't become a high-ranking official like them with this achievement, they won't easily punish you, a great contributor to the Sea God Temple."

"Are you satisfied with the conditions I offered, Bishop Zane?"

Zain nodded subconsciously, and then as if he remembered something, he frowned and said:

"I am satisfied, but I remember that among the conditions you proposed to the Shadow Church, there are two: holding a sacrificial ceremony in the slums and transferring it to the underground black market. Isn't this a bit inappropriate?"

Without waiting for Morgan to respond, Sarko became unhappy when he heard this.

"What a joke! This is the condition that President Morgan and I agreed on. Why do you think it's inappropriate?"

"The condition given by President Morgan is to hand over the slums to our Poseidon Temple!"

When it comes to his own interests, Zane also tears off his elegant disguise and speaks louder than Sarko.

"When did President Morgan hand over the slums to you? He just allowed you to preach in the slums!"

"Heh, of course you, a Magikarp, can't understand the advanced conversations between us humans. I'm too lazy to explain it to you. You should ask your subordinates!"

"Who are you calling Magikarp? You molar-toothed colorful fish!"

"You #@￥&*#!"

Seeing that the quarrel between the two was getting louder and louder, Morgan had no choice but to slam the table.

"Bang bang bang!"

The loud slamming of the table drowned out the quarrel between Zane and Sarko. When they saw Morgan's gloomy face, they immediately shut their mouths.

There was no way around it, since Morgan was holding benefits that they could not refuse.

Morgan felt nothing when he saw how obedient these two men were, showing an attitude completely opposite to their previous one.

As he expected, as long as there were enough benefits, both the Shadow Church and the Temple of Poseidon would be willing to cooperate with him.

In this world, profit is everything!
Morgan looked at the two people with fanatical eyes and said expressionlessly: "Don't be anxious, the two conditions I gave are actually not in conflict."

“Bishop Zane, you should know better than me that only those who have suffered and then been redeemed can have firm faith, and the sacrificial ceremony of the Shadow Church is the suffering that the poor have to endure.”

"After they have gone through all this, you will be able to achieve twice the result with half the effort when you go to preach, and the obstacles to establishing a parish will be reduced a lot."

"As for the underground black market, it is located underground and will not have much impact on your management and missionary work."

"Besides, your top leaders are all cooperating with the Shadow Church. It's not a big deal that there is an underground black market controlled by the Shadow Church in the diocese."

When Zain heard this, his expression was very complicated.

What Morgan said before made a lot of sense, and it was not impossible for him to accept the Shadow Church holding sacrificial ceremonies in the slums.

Anyway, these poor people have no other skills except the ability to give birth to children!
Even if half of the poor died, they would be able to recover in no time.

But the last two sentences are pure nonsense. The Temple of Poseidon will never tolerate the Shadow Church controlling the underground black market.

Although there are signs of cooperation between the two forces, they all know that cooperation is only a temporary measure, and the difference in beliefs means that they are destined to fight to the death.

Therefore, it is impossible for the Temple of Poseidon to allow the Shadow Church to take root and develop in its own diocese. Otherwise, what is the difference between this and letting the guy next door sleep next to your wife!
There is a high probability that the two sides will fight over the underground black market until one of them completely withdraws from the slums.

Thinking of this, Zane looked at Morgan deeply.

If he could think of it, there was no way this shrewd old fox would not think of it.

In other words, Morgan deliberately gave these two conditions to keep the Temple of Poseidon and the Church of Shadows busy fighting, so as to buy time for the Chamber of Commerce to recuperate.

He really deserves to be the president of the Chamber of Commerce. It is truly admirable.

But this posed a difficult problem for him: should he agree to this condition?

Zain picked up the teacup irritably, but he only tasted air, as he had already drunk up the tea in the cup.

He put down the teacup and glanced at Will, who was standing there in a daze, with an unhappy expression.

Tsk, how come this guy has no taste at all!
Fortunately, he had previously recognized Will and felt that he and Will had the same hobbies, and maybe they could become like-minded people in the future.

As a result, Will couldn't even do the job of serving tea. His EQ is not that good.

So Zane tapped the table with his fingers and shouted to Will:

"Will, will the tea in the cup fly over by itself?"

Will heard Zane's cry and replied blankly:
"Of course, the Busi Pot can fly over by itself."

Zane: "." (End of this chapter)