So I'm a sheep.

“Disrespectful to the bishop, absenteeism.”

The little girl said with a smile, "You tell me whether you want to deduct money or not?"

"Uh"

After hesitating for a while, Andrew finally blurted out, "Would you like to stay for dinner?"

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The next morning, when the two archangels trotted to the church entrance, Andrew was already diligently cleaning there.

Good morning, Bishop Sophia.

Good morning, Sasha.

Good morning, Mr. Andrew.

The little girl calmly replied, but Sofia was so surprised she couldn't close her mouth.

Is the smiling man in front of them, greeting them with a friendly expression, really the same Andrew who always had a sour face?

"Father, I brought you some food."

"Same as always, for two people."

"Your Excellency, you've worked hard. I'll accept this time, but you don't need it next time."

"what?"

"Haha, upon closer inspection, it's really not right to trouble His Excellency the Bishop with such a trivial matter."

Andrew chuckled and said, "Don't bring me food next time, or I'll get mad at you."

Seeing that Sophia was a little stunned, Sasha quickly nudged her.

"Come on, senior, quickly take a shower and change your clothes so you can help."

"Oh, oh!"

When the two angels came out to help, Andrew, who was unusually quick today, had already cleaned the church spotless.

“Bishop Sophia, Sasha, I have something I'd like to discuss with you both.”

"Oh"

"What is it?"

“Our church is deserted every day, and it really makes me feel bad.”

“It’s rather deserted.” Both angels nodded in agreement.

Andrew suggested, "Why don't we print some flyers and spread the word about our church to the people living around here?"

"The doctrines of the Church of Destiny all encourage people to do good, and I think everyone would agree with that."

Is printing flyers expensive?

"Why should we pay for printing it ourselves? We can just apply to the religious order."

Andrew said with a smile, "This is a hidden perk; you don't get it if you don't apply, but you get it if you do."

Volume 1: Chapter 152 Dispatch Orders

The Mechanical Order was remarkably efficient. After Andrew submitted his application, three thousand leaflets were packed and delivered to the church entrance the very next morning.

"Father, aren't these too many flyers?"

"Not much, not much. If we hand these flyers out to someone, they might just throw them away."

Andrew said, "We'll apply again when we've used it all. This is just the first batch."

"Hey, will you just throw it away?"

Sofia looked at the beautifully designed flyer again and again, a look of reluctance on her face.

"What beautiful flyers! These two churches are exactly the same as the real ones, and there are even the teachings of our Lord on the windows."

"Snow-white wings faintly appearing in the azure sky, the church address boldly displayed in the lower right corner..."

"It would be such a waste to just throw it away."

"Bishop, there's nothing we can do about it."

Andrew said helplessly, "Since you have the church in your heart, you naturally think that anything related to the church is good."

"But the people around here don't have your sentiments. In their eyes, this flyer is almost as good as waste paper."

Seeing that Sophia was in a low mood, Sasha changed the subject.

"Mr. Andrew, I noticed you brought a cloth bag with you today. What's inside?"

"Haha, there's a secret weapon inside!"

Andrew jogged over and grabbed the cloth bag. When he opened it, he found about twenty small plastic boxes filled with cookies inside.

"These are handmade cookies that our family has carefully prepared. If you see any that catch your eye, you can hand them out along with a flyer."

"Wow, did your wife make this, or did Emily make it?"

Sofia's eyes lit up. Handmade cookies! It sounded like a thoughtful little gift.

"I bought it from a cake shop near my house."

"..."

"Hey, isn't this a homemade cookie?"

"That's right, I bought handmade cookies."

"But you said you prepared it carefully..."

"It takes effort to unpack the cheap packaging and put the cookies into a plastic box with a church logo, doesn't it?"

Andrew said with emotion, "It's so touching that my wife and daughter came to help!"

"Hmm, thank you for troubling the priest's family."

“No trouble at all, no trouble at all, it’s all for the sake of the church,” Andrew said with a smile.

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"Sir, may I trouble you for a moment?"

"Have you heard of the Church of Destiny? Have you heard of the Great Goddess of Fate?"

"The Church of Destiny? I know it. I pass by your place every time I go home from school."

"You have a special connection with our church, student. Here, please accept this box of handmade cookies."

Sasha and Andrew were handing out flyers very quickly, but Sophia wasn't making much progress.

The main problem is that the bishop would grab someone and start rambling on and on about his doctrines, regardless of whether the person wanted to listen or not.

After the promotion ended, she would check if the person was interested in the Church of Destiny; she wouldn't give flyers to those who were clearly impatient.

In the end, while the little girl and Andrew had handed out half of the flyers, Sophia still had quite a few.

"Senior, this is so inefficient."

Sasha took a moment to run to the archangel's side: "Don't start preaching right away, people don't like listening to that."

"Yes, yes, it's because others see that you are a beautiful woman, Your Excellency, and they feel embarrassed to act too ungentlemanly."

Andrew joined in, and said with a wry smile, "If it were me, I guarantee those people wouldn't stop, they would just walk away."

"But... should we just shove the flyers into their hands?"

“That’s best, it saves everyone’s time,” Andrew said matter-of-factly.

“Senior, you can’t stop believers from coming to your door. As for those who don’t want to listen to my teachings, you can talk until you’re hoarse, but they will just let it go in one ear and out the other.”

The little girl smiled slightly: "If we are destined to meet again, we will meet in the future. Why rush?"

Sasha's rambling words immediately intimidated the archangel, who looked at the little girl with admiration: "Sasha, how can you say something so reasonable!"

“If you can recite our Lord’s teachings backwards, you will naturally be able to understand many principles from them,” the little girl said with a sacred expression.

'What a powerful charlatan!'

Andrew was shocked. He felt that this little angel was far more than a nun; she could easily be a bishop.

'Unfortunately, it seems Sasha is only staying at the Church of Destiny for a short time.'

'If she stays here long, the church will surely grow stronger.'

"Bishop, Sasha, it's not very efficient for us to hand out flyers together. How about we split up?"

"kindness"

"That's fine too."

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"Have you heard of the Church of Destiny?"

Sorry to bother you.

"Thank you, here's a box of cookies for you."

Before she knew it, the little girl had only a few flyers left in her hand.

She looked at the plastic bag she was carrying; there was still one plastic box left inside.

Should I keep the last box myself or give it away?

As Sasha hesitated, she suddenly saw a rather unusual girl walking towards her from a distance.

He was about seventeen or eighteen years old, dressed in a flashy manner, and had a rebellious look on his face.

It's not surprising that she was like this, but the key point is that the little girl noticed that several 'passersby' were intentionally or unintentionally protecting her in the middle.

'Huh, another rebellious 'young lady'.'

Thinking of her friends who were undergoing intensive training in seclusion, Sasha felt a surge of joy.

She decided to give her the last box of cookies.