This adventurer is overly righteous.

"Brother! Brother!"

"Someone bullied me at the door!"

Wearing a white robe that symbolizes his status as a novice pastor, Candy stands in front of a mirror that is the same height as him, adjusting his attire to make himself look more sacred, extraordinary, and wise.

As a novice pastor, he listens to the troubles of the residents of White Rock every day and helps them find solutions, so his clothing and appearance are extremely important.

Appropriate attire, deliberately practiced tone of voice, along with certain body language and facial expression management, can make his image in the eyes of others more perfect. This is also a small skill that a trainee pastor should master, otherwise he will not be able to fool those believers.

"What's wrong?" Hearing his younger brother's voice trembling with tears, Candy frowned, his previously kind face in the mirror turning serious. "Who is it?"

Candy is a recently promoted novice pastor. At the age of twenty-six, he is quite talented to become a novice pastor at such a young age. Therefore, he is highly regarded by the other pastors in the church. Even his younger brother has been given the position of virgin in the church, opening the church doors every morning.

However, now, someone is actually bullying his younger brother in front of the church.

"He was offering sacrifices; I don't know him!"

Candy's brother put on a pitiful act in front of Candy, so Candy immediately went to the center of the church, where the thirteen statues of the true gods were enshrined, which was where the believers worshipped.

Those high-ranking pastors rarely manage the internal affairs of the church. In other words, a trainee pastor like Candy is normally the highest-ranking person in the entire church.

If someone is rude, he can naturally kick them out.

He has that right, and he intends to do so. How could he allow his younger brother to be bullied? This is his territory.

Even though his heart was filled with unfriendly thoughts, Candy's expression remained calm, a basic skill for a pastor—although he was only a novice pastor at the time.

It will take him a long time to be promoted from novice pastor to full pastor.

As he reached a corner, Candy turned around, and a young man came into view. The huge stained glass window above the center of the church shone brightly, illuminating the thirteen statues and the young man, making them shine brilliantly.

His hair was pure white and flawless, and his figure was tall and handsome. Facing the central statue of the goddess who held scales and a sword, symbolizing justice and judgment, his face was solemn, as if he were immersed in the floating sea of ​​light.

It is truly extraordinary.

Candy stopped in his tracks, one foot dangling in the air as he stared blankly.

This person was even more like a devout believer than he was; his demeanor, or some unseen force, seemed to tell him that this was indeed the case.

Although the other person was not dressed up at all, the light-colored cloth robe he wore looked much more sacred than his own expensive white priest's robe. His movements and expressions were not deliberate, yet they carried a natural extraordinary quality. Candy had only ever seen such a remarkable demeanor in the older generation of priests.

But that guy looks so young. Is he over eighteen? Is he the son or heir of some pastor?

"Brother, this is the person!"

Candy's younger brother tugged at the stunned Candy, quite displeased with his brother's seemingly dazed behavior.

"That's the guy who bullied me!"

"That's impossible."

Candy grabbed his brother's hand, his expression turning serious. He realized there might be a misunderstanding, and his brother might have gotten into trouble. He immediately told him to step aside, and when Kroya opened his eyes, he slowly stepped forward, pretending it was an unintentional, accidental act.

"Hello, may I ask who you are...?" Candy's voice trembled slightly.

"My name is Chroya," Chroya replied, still seeing the boy whose head he had shaken behind Candy. "I was also a trainee priest before, and I'll be staying in White Rock Town for a while. I'll come here to offer my prayers often."

  

He's a trainee pastor too?!

Candy was genuinely surprised, for no other reason than that Croya looked remarkably young.

Becoming a trainee pastor is no easy feat for anyone. Applicants are required to memorize scriptures and doctrines, and several pastors will conduct rigorous assessments of this. In addition, applicants must possess a sufficiently pure faith, and the assessment of this aspect is even more mysterious.

However, considering Kroya's extraordinary performance just now, Candy felt there was no need to be overly surprised. It's just that to become a trainee priest at this age, talent alone is not enough; the other party at least has a real priest supporting him.

"Anyway, let's get to the point." Kroya didn't want to waste his time. The other person's clothes were reserved for novice priests, indicating they were capable. "Have you fulfilled your duty to relieve the poor?"

If it were a matter involving other aspects, Kroya might hesitate to intervene, but when it came to the church, he had no reason to ignore it.

His faith in God is beyond doubt, and God's favor has brought him great benefits. Naturally, he should fulfill what he should do as a believer.

"I just saw some children on the street. They were ragged and hungry. I also heard that you have never helped the poor, not even with a single meal a day. Is that true?"

"Tell me before God that this is true?"

Kroya's voice didn't have an aggressive tone, but it made Candy feel a lot of pressure, as if a stone was pressing down on him.

Candy had experienced that feeling before.

A drop of sweat dripped down his face.

That was the feeling he had when a priest stared at him after he accidentally fell asleep during a service.

The superiors, the pastors, are the true superiors compared to the so-called novice pastors. The pastor's practice is a process of getting closer and closer to God. From believer to novice pastor, and then to real pastor, bishop, pope, they get closer and closer to God.

That boy named Chroya was much closer to God than I was!

Kroya looked at Candy quietly, waiting for his answer.

The novice pastor had no way of lying to Kroya.

“We are short of money…” Candy took a deep breath. “We don’t have that much money, and we collect very little tax from our believers.”

"So how did you decorate this church?" Croa looked around, everything he saw was exquisite and beautiful. "That novice boy disliked my attire, thinking I would displease the gods. If that's the case, how could you be short of money?"

"The church was built a long time ago, perhaps when we were quite wealthy, but that was a long time ago, and I don't remember clearly..."

Candy was extremely nervous.