Calamity Dragon, Starting with the Cultivation of Knight Families

Chapter 45 Missionaries Arrive, a Prelude to a Storm (Seeking monthly votes and continued reading)

Just as the Duke's convoy arrived at the Colorado Highlands, the Swamp Territory was naturally unaware of the news.

At this point, nearly two months had passed since the 'Day of the Oracle'.

There's been so much going on in the Swamp Territory these days.

On one hand, York, following the oracle, instructed his wife to arrange for the old steward to purchase slaves from the black market in the Colorado Highlands to train the true core of the Swamp Territory's elite warriors.

On the other hand, York also needs to deal with the construction of his territory.

As for the Rock Steel Dragon, York knew it had already left the swamp.

But where they went was beyond York's knowledge.

They assumed that all of this must be arranged by His Majesty, so they paid no attention or worry.

Furthermore, during these two months, every night, a pack of forest wolves would secretly place many unranked magic cores or even magic crystals in a pond in the forest more than ten miles outside the Baron's mansion.

York was fully aware of this.

York only needed to arrange for his two most loyal knights to retrieve it at regular intervals.

As for the concern that these two knights' squires might betray us?
There was absolutely no need for that, since these two knights were servants of the Smith family.

Their parents, children, and friends are all in the Smith family, so most nobles in this world don't actually worry about their knights and squires betraying them.

Furthermore, as knights and squires, if they were to betray their masters for any reason, they would inevitably be condemned by the rules of this world.

As for whether York's father might know this news?

York didn't care at all; after all, his father wasn't stupid.

Furthermore, from the moment his father stepped in to shield him from the second-order trouble, York no longer needed to hide many things.

And so, amidst this tiring yet fulfilling life, the Swamp Territory soon welcomed the arrival of the Church of Truth.

That day, at sunset.

An elderly man dressed in the white robes of the Church of Truth, escorted by two church knights, finally arrived at the Baron's mansion.

York received the white-robed missionary and, as requested, had a small chapel built for him in the territory ahead of time.

As for what happened next, well, York was surprised to find that the knights who had escorted the white-robed missionaries had simply left on the third day!
???

York looked completely bewildered and even went to the Church of Truth.

It turned out that the old missionary was indeed the only one left there.

However, there was also a nun and two local civilian believers helping out in the church.

But, this is not the most important thing.

Most importantly, the white-robed missionary had no ability to enter the higher ranks, and neither did the young nun.

With just a little sensing, one could tell that they were just two ordinary people.

Of course, although York knew from the beginning that the church's missionaries did not necessarily need to be powerful, since the missionaries had come to such a dangerous place as the Swamp Territory.

At least one of the Guardian Knights should be left behind, right?

As a result, they both left!

This made York, who was initially on high alert, feel like he had punched a cotton ball.

Upon seeing York's arrival.

After the group of believers finished praying, missionary Oleg immediately went to greet York at the door.

"Greetings, Lord."

The white-haired, kind-faced old man greeted York with a smile.

"I never expected that you, my lord, would have the time to come and pay homage to the gods today. You are truly an honored guest."

York returned the greeting, then smiled and said:
“Oleg is too kind.”

"I do have a little free time today, but I do have some questions, so I would like to ask you, I wonder if the Abbot Oleg could answer them for me?"

Oleg led York into the church, his kind face saying:

"Does Your Excellency want to ask why those two Guardian Knights suddenly left?"

"Hmm?" York stared at Oleg, feigning surprise, then smiled.

"It seems that nothing can be hidden from Oleg, who is blessed by the god of truth and knowledge."

"That is indeed the case. I wonder if the resident missionary Oleg could enlighten me?"

Oleg smiled upon hearing this, and then said:
"You flatter me, my lord."

"Actually, there's nothing to hide about this."

"The reason is simple: the situation of our church is not very optimistic, so all the knights who protect the church across the country have other arrangements and tasks."

"As for us missionaries stationed in the church, we can only ask the lords in various places to take good care of us."

York frowned instantly upon hearing this, and after a moment's hesitation, he chose a more subtle way of putting it:
Has the situation gotten this serious?

"Couldn't... well... perhaps we could just give in a little? Doesn't the church always preach that God loves the world? As a believer of God... well, Oleg, I've been a bit rude."

Upon hearing York's explanation, Oleg's expression finally changed slightly, and he sighed:

"My lord, there's no need for that."

"God loves the world, and so do the believers of God, but in the end, we are all just mortals."

"In the realm of the gods, who can say for sure now? Besides, the gods haven't descended to earth for far too long."

"I just hope that when everything settles down, not too many unfortunate things will happen."

York looked at the compassionate missionary upon hearing this, and couldn't help but feel a little surprised.

“Oleg’s missionary residency, though it may be somewhat impolite, I must say, you are truly quite different from the other missionaries I have met in the Duchy.”

"Your Lordship, are you referring to Stephen, the resident missionary of Gale Territory?"

York nodded noncommittally. After all, he was a member of the Smith family in Galeridge, so it wasn't surprising that Oleg knew who he was talking about.

Seeing York nod, Oleg shook his head slightly, then smiled again and said:

"Although missionary Stephen was somewhat radical in his personality and missionary methods, he was actually a good person overall."

"As for me, it's just that I'm getting older and have seen more of the world, so I've become more accepting of many things!"

After saying that, Oleg guided York to clasp his hands together in prayer before a huge book statue inside the church.

Both of them successfully completed their prayers.

Once there, York didn't ask any further questions.

After exchanging a few simple words with the missionary, he prepared to leave.

However, just as York stepped out of the church door...

Oleg, the resident missionary behind him, suddenly looked at him calmly and spoke.

"My lord, I suddenly remembered a kind piece of advice that an elder once gave me when I was young. Would you be interested in hearing it?"

Upon hearing this, York frowned suddenly, but then turned around and his face broke into a wide smile.

"Oh? Such a good thing? I wonder what this kind elder said that made Oleg remember it so vividly?"

Oleg looked calmly at York.

Then he slowly said, "Never be obsessed with powers that don't belong to you. You should always be clear-headed about everything."

"Is that so?"

“What this elder said is quite reasonable. Well then, Oleg, see you on your return to your post!”

York laughed upon hearing this, and then strode away!
However, when York turned around to leave, his face had turned completely gloomy!
As the missionary watched York's departing figure, a playful smile suddenly appeared on his face.

"It's been a long time since I've seen such a confident young man. Is he really just a baron's illegitimate son?"

Is it overconfidence and arrogance? Or is it simply a clear conscience?

"Well then, let me see for myself where the truth you and your son are hiding comes from."

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