So I'm a sheep.

“Sa…”

Aran paused, noticing a kind priest talking to the little girl.

It was clear that the little girl had a good impression of the priest; her gaze towards him even carried a hint of affection.

"Ah, Ran, you're back."

Sasha waved to Aran: "Let me introduce you, this is Father Kleeman."

"May the goddess bless you," the priest greeted Aran with a smile.

“Sasha, it’s a pleasure to meet such a devout believer as you today.”

Kleeman smiled and said, "I have other business in the village. See you another day."

Volume 1: Chapter 100 Your Luck Has Arrived

“I’m very curious about the daily work of a priest. Could I follow you around and learn more?”

"Well... okay."

Kleeman initially seemed to want to refuse, but he was surprised when he said he agreed.

But soon he realized it wasn't a big deal.

Why can't a devout believer bring her along when he wants to understand his daily work?

"Let's go, we'll talk as we walk."

Kleeman led Sasha along and kindly told the little girl about his daily work.

"As a servant of the great goddess, my most important duty is to develop and maintain the believers of my Lord."

“I understand development, but what about maintenance?” the little girl asked.

"The lambs of the world are all foolish, and without the guidance of us priests, they are too easily led astray from their faith."

Kleeman said solemnly, "I want them to listen to the teachings of the goddess at all times, so that the undevout believers can become devout, and the devout believers can become even more devout."

Oh, that sounds good.

As the little girl nodded to herself, she suddenly noticed that the surrounding villagers' reactions were a bit strange.

Upon seeing Father Kleeman's kind face from afar, the villagers avoided him as if he were a plague god.

Those who couldn't avoid him kept their heads down and quickly walked past him.

What's going on?

Sasha was extremely surprised and couldn't help but ask, "Father, why does everyone seem to be avoiding you?"

"That's normal, because the people in this village are generally not very devout."

Father Kleeman calmly stopped a passerby: "Lost sheep, your luck has come."

The priest then took out an empty bag: "Make a contribution to the goddess, and your sins will be lessened."

"Father, I... I already gave it to you last time," the villager said with a mournful face.

"Oh?"

Father Kleeman's face hardened: "You're making excuses when I ask you to make a contribution to the goddess. I now seriously doubt your piety towards the goddess!"

"Please don't misunderstand, I'm a devout believer, and I was just about to take some money." The villager quickly took out a few copper coins and put them in his pocket.

Father Kleeman was satisfied. He said calmly, "You have lost some worldly wealth, but your contribution to the goddess has increased."

What is lost in life will be made up for tenfold after death.

"Don't worry, once you return to the embrace of our Lord, you will enjoy happiness in the Kingdom of God."

Upon hearing this, the villagers' expressions of resentment faded considerably.

"Thank you, Father. Thank you, Goddess."

May the goddess bless you.

After the villagers left, the little girl asked with a puzzled expression, "Father, what are you doing?"

"This is my daily work: guiding lost sheep and leading them to contribute to the great goddess."

After Father Kleeman said something with a smile, he grabbed a villager who was trying to slip away from him with his head down.

"Lost lamb, your luck has come."

"..."

Kleeman began wandering around the village, occasionally stopping villagers who passed by and asking them to make contributions.

He doesn't mind if the amount is small, and if the amount is large, he will continue to explain some of the doctrines of the Starry Night Church to the recipient after receiving the money.

Occasionally, an awkward situation would arise where all the villagers would avoid Kleeman, leaving the priest with no lost sheep to help him.

But this didn't stop him; if the lambs wouldn't come this way, he would go to the lambs.

Dong dong dong

"Is anyone there? I am Father Kleeman."

"Lost lamb, your luck has come."

Although Father Kleeman was always kind, the things he did were undoubtedly annoying.

Strangely, whether it was a passerby he stopped or an unlucky person he knocked on the door, everyone would at most complain a little, but in the end they would all obediently take out their coins.

"Father, what if they refuse to pay?"

The little girl asked, "Over time, won't you eventually encounter one or two people who refuse to cooperate?"

"It's very simple. When you encounter such impious people, there's no need to argue with them. Just report it to the church."

Kleeman said with a smile, "The church leadership will contact Duke Wood, and they'll be in for a beating then."

"..."

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"Father, I'd like some snacks!"

"I want one too, I want one too."

"I want to hear your story."

The adults in the village didn't like Kleeman, but the children all liked him.

It wasn't because Kleeman looked kind and approachable; he had two great secrets.

One was the snacks he always carried with him, which Kleeman would distribute to the village children for free.

Secondly, he had a wealth of stories in his mind, and the village children loved listening to him tell stories.

After telling a story, Father Kleeman would take the opportunity to instill the doctrines of the Church of the Stars in the children.

Only at this moment did he show even a tiny bit of the image of a priest.

"Wow, the children in the village are so enthusiastic."

"Those young masters and ladies from knight families are not easy to get along with."

"Haha, Sasha, you've been following me all day. Any thoughts?" Kleeman asked with a smile.

"I have many feelings."

"There are many questions."

The little girl gazed into his eyes: "Father Kleeman, you are a devout believer of the goddess."

"Why not act according to the goddess's teachings?"

"Sasha, you can't just say things like that!"

Kleeman's face immediately turned cold: "Where have I failed to follow the goddess's teachings?"

"That money, sigh, everyone in the village is already struggling, why would you take their money?"

The little girl questioned, "Is this in accordance with the teachings of the goddess?!"

"This certainly aligns with the goddess's teachings."

Kleeman said matter-of-factly, “Offering tribute to the goddess is contributing to her. I am the priest, and I must constantly urge those lambs on.”

"You and your church haven't helped this village at all, so why should you take the villagers' hard-earned money?"

"Sasha, you're too young to understand."

Upon hearing this, Kleeman's expression softened.

What is lost in life will be made up for tenfold after death.

“I am actually helping them by taking their money today. After they go to God’s Kingdom, they will be grateful to me.”

"You really think so?"

The little girl used her strength and asked in a deep voice, "Father Kleeman, are you truly at peace with yourself?"

"Of course I have a clear conscience."

Kleeman said with a smile, "I feel extremely proud to be able to help these villagers and spread the teachings of the great goddess."

Volume 1: Chapter 101 There's a Way

That evening, Sasha returned to the village chief's house with mixed feelings.

She lost her appetite and, after saying goodbye to everyone, stayed alone in her room.

Under the influence of the Miracle Light, Kleeman was unable to lie.

In other words, this priest genuinely believed that making the villagers offer tribute was for their own good.

'He was clearly a devout believer, yet he did such a thing under the influence of distorted doctrines.'

'The doctrines passed down by the angels have been severely distorted; the leadership of the Starry Church is absolutely corrupt.'

'But......'