Madmen don't keep diaries

Chapter 65 065 Results
This is to be expected.

Feng Xiuhu nodded.

The church won this battle, and there is no reason why the winner should not benefit.

Mike was also very happy when talking about this, and his face was beaming with joy.

"You don't know, our church itself didn't think we could actually win this battle."

"Those temple monks are capable of close combat and long-range spellcasting. They are all very tough guys. Even though our church has more people, we really don't have much chance of winning."

Feng Xiuhu asked, "If you know you can't win, why fight?"

Mike spread his hands and said, "What can we do? The temple wants to attack, can we not accept it? If we don't accept it, will the church really withdraw from the downtown area? So we have to accept it even if we don't want to."

Feng Xiuhu thought for a moment, "But I see, this battle is strange. Why did the Temple just admit defeat after Chu Wenti's death? The monks on the field are clearly suppressing the Church, and they may not lose if the battle continues."

"What do you think this battle is about?"

Mike asked him back, "Do we have to fight to win? No, it's the temple that wants to fight for its dignity."

"Whether we win or lose, as long as we fight, we will win the reputation of the temple."

"If the Church wants to profit from the Temple again in the future, they'll have to think carefully. Otherwise, if the Temple dares to attack them once, they'll definitely attack them a second time. Who can guarantee they'll be as lucky as they were this time every time?"

Feng Xiuhu didn't like what he heard. "Who's afraid of who? The church isn't just about Konate Chen and Yukhu. Aren't there more powerful people up there? Like that... Toverson Zhao!"

Mike pouted: "Don't tell me, I'm really scared."

"Why were only the bishop and the high priest sent to this battle?"

"Because no matter how powerful a person is, they might not be able to stop fighting. No one wants to lose their master here."

"If the younger ones are defeated, the older ones will come. But the church has the archbishop, and the temple has the great priest. What if we can't defeat them again? Send the cardinal elders to fight? But the temple also has supporting elders."

"So what's next? The temple in Fancheng not only has a supporting elder, but also a temple master. But the leader of our Misty Church is far away in the capital. How can we fight?"

"Could it be possible to invite the God of Mist to come down and fight the Goddess of Wind and Rain to the bitter end, just for such a small matter?"

Mike clapped his hands. "See, now you understand. If we really proceed in this way, there's no end in sight. So, letting the bishops and high priests of each family lead their people to fight is the most appropriate way."

Feng Xiuhu figured it out and realized that this was the reason.

"What I didn't expect is yet to come."

Mike lowered his voice and said mysteriously, "You killed Chu Wenti, which was actually too much. So even though you won, the church didn't expect to gain any tangible benefits. Guess what happened?"

"What's the matter?" Feng Xiuhu liked to hear this and supported the actor very politely.

Mike said in an exaggerated tone, "And the temple actually said, 'Win is win!' They even took the initiative to set aside four streets in the port area for church missions!"

"Ouch!"

Feng Xiuhu was also shocked and asked, "Who came up with this idea? Will those people in the temple swallow this?"

"You have to swallow it even if you can't."

Mike pursed his lips and said seriously, "I heard—just heard—that it was the temple master who spoke."

"what?"

Feng Xiuhu was stunned. What kind of philanthropist was this temple deity? His brothers fought so hard to defend the temple, but he turned around and took away all the pride.

Feng Xiuhu clicked his tongue when he heard this: "This is too frustrating."

"Who says it's not?"

Mike agreed, "So let's not be too quick to rejoice. Think about it, even you feel bad for the temple, not to mention the temple's own people."

"After this is finalized, the people in the temple will hate us to death. The church will get the benefits, but what does it have to do with small people like us? Now the situation is even more tense, so you better be careful when you are out there."

Feng Xiuhu's expression froze. "Any new rumors?"

Mike shook his head and looked around subconsciously: "There is no specific information, but I will tell you this, the factory area church has not arranged for a new priest to take office. The current person in charge is a guard officer transferred from the church in the upper city." Feng Xiuhu understood it immediately - why not send a new priest?

It's because I'm afraid of being killed.

It seems that the situation has indeed become serious to a certain extent. Even the church itself feels that the temple may kill the newly appointed priest - in fact, it is not surprising that the church thinks so. After all, the precedents of Luo Meng Zhang and Hollis Wu are there.

It is true that these two people were killed by Feng Xiuhu, but the church doesn't know about it.

In the church's view, the deaths of these two people were closely related to the temple.

Coupled with the current tense situation, no priest is willing to take on the hot potato of the factory area church.

……

In the afternoon, Mike wanted to take Feng Xiuhu to the upper city, saying that Konate Chen was looking for him.

He specifically asked Feng Xiuhu to change into the deacon's robe.

This made Feng Xiuhu very happy. He didn't see anything the first time he went to the upper city, so he had to broaden his horizons this time.

Not only did he want to go himself, he also insisted on taking Shunzi with him.

Shunzi had never been to Shangcheng, but Feng Xiuhu remembered the longing look in Shunzi's eyes when he talked about Shangcheng.

But Mike disagreed. He said, "This is for his own good. If the nobles in the upper city see this and get disgusted, they can easily find a reason to deal with him."

Feng Xiuhu didn't like what he heard. "I'm a church deacon. Who dares to touch my brother?"

Shunzi also advised: "Brother, forget it."

"you shut up."

Feng Xiuhu pointed at him.

Mike sighed and said, "You're the deacon, but he's not. Besides, the deacon isn't a big shot. This title might scare ordinary people, but it won't work so well with dignitaries."

Feng Xiuhu tugged at the collar of the deacon's robe: "If this leather doesn't work—"

He pulled out a hand axe from under his coat. "What about this?"

Mike's eyelids twitched. "Why are you going to see the Bishop with this thing?"

Feng Xiuhu sneered: "Beware of those nobles who are not very smart. I can help them shave their eyes."

Mike was a little afraid of him, but he still didn't give in. "If you really start fighting, that would be a disaster. What good would it do you to make a big deal out of it?"

Bang.

Feng Xiuhu was so angry that he slammed his hatchet on the table. "This won't do, and that won't do. I just want to take Shunzi out to see the world. If you don't tell me and I don't tell you, who would have known Shunzi was from outside?"

Mike pointed at Shunzi's clothes and said, "Just by looking at his clothes, anyone can tell where he's from when he stands there."

Feng Xiuhu looked in the direction he was going - Shunzi was still wearing the same Dicheng outfit as before.

He wore a patched linen shirt and trousers inside, and a felt jacket made of rat skins outside.

Although I washed my clothes more frequently after moving to the lower city, I couldn't get rid of that poor smell.

Shunzi felt a little embarrassed when he was stared at. He didn't know where to put his hands, so he had to cover the hole in his stomach that was leaking air without leaving any trace.

Feng Xiuhu was silent. He couldn't respond to this.

At this moment, the housekeeper suddenly trotted in from outside, holding a finely woven cloth bag.

"Master, someone outside sent a suit of clothes. They said it was sent by Master William from the factory area."

PS: Our Shunzi has new clothes too! Hurry up and follow Feng Xiuhu to see the scenery of Upper City. With a monthly ticket, you can recommend books and leave comments in the book review area for free.

(End of this chapter)