Madmen don't keep diaries

Chapter 120 119 Promotion
Feng Xiuhu said impatiently, "What exactly does the Duke of Da want? I told you, I won't let him go."

Konate Chen gave him a meaningful look and said, "There are so many things you don't understand. With your current status, the Duke of Daguo doesn't even take you seriously."

Feng Xiuhu sneered: "That's because his eye sockets are too shallow to fit."

Konate Chen shook his head, unwilling to argue with Feng Xiuhu any further. He raised his hand and motioned for him to wait aside. "The ceremony is almost over. The magic circle will only last for two hours at most."

Feng Xiuhu walked over to Mike and asked him, "Konate Chen said I'm not of high enough status. If I become a priest, will I be able to challenge the Duke of Daguo?"

Mike was shocked: "Challenging the Duke of Da? Are you trying to kill yourself?"

Feng Xiuhu was the first to complain: "This isn't my fault. I don't even know him. He was the one who insisted on snatching her from me—that's what Konate Chen said."

Mike was well-informed and knew the crux of the matter. He pondered for a moment, "Your private detention of workers has indeed only angered the Duke. If you want to resolve this, you have two options."

Feng Xiuhu asked, "Which two roads?"

Mike held up a finger and said, "For the first one, if you release him voluntarily and then ask Bishop Konate to intercede for him, and if the Grand Duke is willing to give face to the Church, then this matter will be over."

Feng Xiuhu waved his hand: "Just go ahead and say the second one."

Mike, knowing his temper, held up another finger. "The second one is both difficult and easy. You shone brightly at the initiation ceremony today, attracting a lot of attention. I'm sure everyone present has taken note of you. If you can use this to establish a relationship with the Cardinal, the Duke of Grand Duke will not dare to do anything to you."

This is to let him take the initiative to submit his letter of allegiance and find a backer.

Feng Xiuhu curled his lips and said, "I'm not familiar with that old man."

Before he could finish his words, another exclamation came from the other side.

Feng Xiuhu and Mike looked up and saw that the light of the magic circle on the stage gradually faded.

As the magic circle quickly disappeared, Paul's body fell to the ground.

Everyone was shocked.

Yukhu frowned and walked quickly forward to check. He checked Paul's breath.

Konate Chen also came over: "How is it?"

Yukhu shook his head solemnly: "No more air."

"How could Paul fail to break through?"

Konate Chen was puzzled. "He's already touched the threshold of a breakthrough, and he even deliberately delayed a round of enlightenment. As long as he follows the steps, the breakthrough should come naturally."

Yukhu glanced at Feng Xiuhu, not because he doubted him, but because he couldn't help but associate him with him.

Yukhu withdrew his gaze and was silent for a moment. "Perhaps the mist didn't favor him... Collect his body and send it back."

Two Divine Guards came up and carried the body away.

Feng Xiuhu whistled, looking like he was enjoying the fun, while Mike just stared at his toes without saying a word.

The ceremony process entered the final stage.

The two bishops will register the deacons who have successfully broken through in turn.

The priests who had failed to even pass the initiation ceremony began to gradually leave the stage.

Yukhu was not in a good mood. He said hello to Konate Chen and prepared to leave: "I have to go to Director Lu's house in person."

He glanced at Feng Xiuhu again and said calmly, "No matter what, he has the right to know everything that happened today."

This was to distance himself from Paul's death and to report Feng Xiuhu.

Konate Chen did not deny it, nodded and said goodbye to Yukhu.

Feng Xiuhu was also preparing to retreat. When he grabbed Mike and was about to slip away, someone suddenly came down the stairs on the second floor and stopped him.

"Deacon Feng Xiuhu."

Feng Xiuhu looked back and saw that it was Toverson Zhao who called him.

Along with Toverson Zhao came Cardinal Elder Vadracho, who looked at Feng Xiuhu with eyes full of satisfaction.

The old foreigner had a ruddy complexion and an ambiguous smile on his face, and he kept nodding at Feng Xiuhu.

Feng Xiuhu felt uncomfortable being stared at and glared back with raised eyebrows.

Vadracho smiled heartily and said to Toverson Zhao beside him: "Look, what a determined look in your eyes! This is what a devout person should look like."

Feng Xiuhu said impatiently, "If you have something to say, just tell me."

"Ah."

Wadlacho smiled and waved at Feng Xiuhu: "Young man blessed by the mist, do you want to be a priest?"

Feng Xiuhu was stunned - a pie falling from the sky?

Konate Chen, who had just walked over, was also stunned. He quickly stepped forward and saluted Vadracho: "Elder, this is too fast for him."

Feng Xiuhu pointed at him and shouted, "Shut up!"

Without giving Konate Chen a chance to retort, Feng Xiuhu took two steps forward and approached Vadracho, performing a standard chest-touching salute. "Praise the Mist, Elder—I stand ready to offer my all to the God of Mist. To prove my devotion, I am willing to accept this test."

Konate Chen glared at Feng Xiuhu and said to Vadracho again, "Elder Vadra, this is not the normal promotion process. Besides, he has no experience in handling internal affairs of the church."

This was the truth, but Feng Xiuhu was stubborn: "If I don't know how, I can learn."

Vadracho glanced at Konate Chen and said, "I remember you still have eleven priests working under you. They have experience, but none of them are up to par."

Konate Chen lowered his head and seemed to have nothing to say.

Feng Xiuhu didn't understand what they were talking about.

Only to hear Vadracho speak to him again: "But I have a condition."

"I want you to take up your post at the Factory District Church."

As soon as these words were spoken, Mike suddenly raised his head and looked at Feng Xiuhu with panic eyes.

Not only Konate Chen, but even Toverson Zhao hadn't thought of this step beforehand. He couldn't help but frown slightly: "Elder, the temple..."

Before he could finish his words, Vadracho raised his hand to interrupt him.

Only Feng Xiuhu didn't even think twice and readily agreed, "No problem."

Vadracho smiled and pointed at him: "Well done! A devout believer will never lack a brave heart."

Feng Xiuhu had no idea what he was talking about. He was more concerned with practical matters. "Then I'll have the final say in the factory area from now on."

Vadracho smiled and said, "At least that was true before Bishop Konate took over the cathedral."

Feng Xiuhu immediately patted Konate Chen on the shoulder and said, "Then wait a little longer. Come back when I've made enough money."

Konate Chen angrily threw his hand away and said in a low voice, "Don't be stupid, you'll die."

Konate Chen turned around and tried to persuade Vadracho: "Elder, he has just entered the stage of spiritual awakening. Letting him take over the sanctuary at this time would make him a target for the temple. He is my deacon, and I must be responsible for him."

After being refuted repeatedly, Vadracho lost his temper: "At least in my opinion, he is a hundred times more capable than the eleven priests under you."

Feng Xiuhu chimed in, "Old Chen, are you upset about my promotion? If a leader doesn't even have this much magnanimity, how can he lead a team in the future?"

Konate Chen's face was gloomy.

The atmosphere was somewhat tense.

Archbishop Toverson Zhao had no choice but to offer an excuse: "Deacon Feng Xiuhu's performance today truly deserves an exception. Bishop Konate, we can try to observe him for a while. Perhaps he can surprise us."

Even his immediate superior had spoken. Konate Chen was now completely speechless and nodded silently.

PS: Mr. Feng got promoted again, it’s worth taking a divine bath to celebrate.

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(End of this chapter)