Rhode Island Park Project

The construction of the school has yet to be confirmed, but as for the church, he feels that his own archbishop is already worthy of praise.

As for rewards, according to the style of their church—

He raised his hand and slid open the light curtain, clicked on the nun's prayer room, and then found the portrait of Golding in [Named Nun].

【confirm】

"Om-"

The bracelet on Golding's wrist vibrated clearly.

After a moment of hesitation, Golding looked at the light screen that popped up in front of him, and then looked at Luo Hang who was sitting on the chair with some confusion.

"Blessing. Although I still find this word a bit strange, it is a reward for my archbishop's perfect completion of the church's establishment and confession matters—"

He looked at Golding, who was gradually showing a look of surprise, and raised the corners of his mouth. He continued slowly:

"I think I should have the power to make this decision, right?"

"Yes... of course you have all the power to decide everyone in the church."

It is power, not rights.

The former represents the rulers, while the latter represents the interests enjoyed by citizens.

He casually wiped away the light curtain, crossed his fingers, leaned back in his chair, and smiled at the archbishop in front of him.

"Well, it's the same this time. Lift up your skirt and lie down."

"Yes."

Golding took a deep breath, finding it difficult to describe his feelings at the moment.

Clearly distinguishing rewards and punishments, and using both kindness and force, are actually no different in essence from the coercion, inducement, and carrot-stick tactics she used. She also clearly understands that this is a means to win people's hearts.

but--

My Lord is willing to use these methods on me, which shows that He has me in His heart!

"Please allow me to prepare for your blessing."

Golding lowered his head, hiding the fascination and fanaticism in his eyes, and reached out his hand to Luo Hang's waist.

He also understood and agreed readily:

"Okay."

then,

After a while, the innocent Miss Bagpipe, who was still curious about what blessing was like, slowly opened her eyes.

Huh?

Huh?

Alas! !

……

Outside.

Holhaiya, who was guarding the gate with the sculpture-like Doberman, was still wagging his tail boredly.

How can my precious life be wasted like this!

Ah, come to think of it, it seems my lifespan has been extended due to nano-enhancement... That's fine then.

Chapter 411: I’ve joined the Communist Party!

Caster collar.

The plan to attack the elite special forces of the Londinium Self-Defense Force and Rhodes Island's external transportation artery has been intensively planned and executed for some time.

It was still a normal day when he finished his work and went home. Mr. Jasmin Kurus made a decision that had been in his mind for a long time but he had not made up his mind until today.

He first got off work as usual, went through the painful commute during the evening rush hour in a big city, returned home when night had fallen, and then immediately began to disguise himself.

After changing his clothes, putting on a beard and glasses, Mr. Jasmin Kurus quietly crawled out from the escape route in the cellar of his house and through a manhole cover in the neighboring street.

Without paying much attention to the strange smell on his body, Mr. Kurus first exhaled, then nervously and quickly left the alley. After several transfers, he arrived at a bar.

It was close to dinner time and the bar was bustling with activity. Kurus, dressed in a coat and a hat, did not attract anyone's attention in this late autumn when the weather was getting colder.

As he walked into the bar, he looked around quietly, and then his eyes finally lit up and he came to a table where a waiter was wiping.

"Cassan Torres?"

Kasan, who looked like a college student working part-time, looked up, somewhat wearily, at the guest who had suddenly sat down in front of him. "It's me. What can I do for you?"

"I heard that you have been promoting the Victorian Unification Theory, supporting the King, criticizing the Grand Duke's evil deeds and inaction that led to the Sarkaz invasion, and organizing patriotic parades at the highest colleges."

"..."

Kasan's tired expression didn't change much. "That was me you were talking about, but that was in the past."

Ever since his mother talked to him, he has not been able to find the answer from his mother's earnest advice.

Lies never hurt enough, the truth is the sharpest knife.

Her mother did not fail to understand or was unwilling to understand her son's philosophy, but she asked him a soul-searching question with pleading eyes:

As the only future supported by someone who emptied out everything in the family, the cause is so great, but why does the person who sacrifices himself... have to be you?

He couldn't answer.

"I know you haven't been involved in this kind of work for a long time, and 'they' may have slowed down their monitoring of you."

The man in front of him said something concerning, and the eyes behind his glasses stared at him closely, emitting a light that was... very familiar to him.

"I have a very important piece of intelligence that concerns the lives of many people, but I don't have the channels to deliver it to the organization.

If you could do me a favor, please bring me a craft beer.

If you still refuse, please bring me a special cocktail."

After saying this, the man lowered his head and pulled down the brim of his hat.

Kasan also realized that he shouldn't stand here for too long.

as well as,

He may once again be standing at the crossroads of fate.

The waiting time is always torturous, and Kurus, who was sitting alone at the table, was actually a little nervous.

If Kasan turned around and informed the enemy, he would most likely be surrounded and wouldn't even be able to run away.

But everything has risks, especially this decision that took him a long time to make.

Fortunately, he didn't have to wait too long. Kasan came back with a tray and placed a glass of craft beer on his table.

He had no idea what the young man was thinking after he turned around, but he seemed to see a new vitality in the fatigue that was inconsistent with his age.

"Thank you."

He pushed a bill onto the table and said, "This is for the wine."

Then another, emphasizing the pronunciation: "It's 'tip.'

"Thank you, sir."

Kasan also thanked the other party, put the two banknotes into his two pockets and left the table.

Sitting alone at the table, Kurus silently took a big gulp of beer.

All he could do next was probably pray.

……

night.

The bar was closed too.

As a part-time student, Kasan gets off work a little earlier than other people in society. Without any delay, he takes advantage of the night and goes straight to somewhere.

The final destination was a bakery, which had already closed its doors at that time.

However, Kasan came to the back door of the store. After knocking on the door in the rhythm of '213', the back door was opened.

The two came to the store.

"Mr. Kasan, have you finally decided to join us?"

"I was just delivering something for someone, but they said it was very important."

Kasan was still somewhat silent, and just took out the one-pound note from his pocket as a tip and handed it to the other party.

As early as when he was first interviewed, he was contacted by members of the local resistance organization directly under the king and Rhodes Island... and there were more than one group of people.

He realized then that some of them were imposters, just trying to test or get something out of him.

However, as a top student who was able to make it all the way from a small town to the highest college in the capital on his own, Kasan's IQ is definitely not bad.

There were some brief exchanges at that time, and the bakery manager did not realize the meaning of it, but Kasan had already made a judgment.

"This is?"

The bakery manager looked at the gold pound handed to him by Kasan with some confusion.

"There may be some secrets in it, but I hope it can be passed on to more important hands."

The store manager's expression also became serious. He solemnly took the gold pound handed to him by Kasan and nodded.

"give it to me."

……

then,

early morning.

W, who was sleeping comfortably wrapped in a quilt, was suddenly startled out of bed by someone knocking frantically on the door.

"/*expletive*/, who is this?! What are you doing?!"

I just lay down!

"Important information, Boss! ...I heard."

“It is said that??”

W, who was still wrapped in the quilt while sitting on the bed, had his tail flipped up. "If you didn't hear what I said, I'll hang you in the hall tonight!"

"Uh--"

Two minutes later.

W wagged his tail unhappily, looked at a one-pound note in the light, and then rubbed it with his fingertips painted with scarlet nail polish.

"Take it and wash it."

"what?"

"Use developer!"

"Ooh!"

After being cleaned, the banknotes lost their original appearance, revealing a white paper full of handwriting.

W looked at it for a while, and his eye suddenly twitched.

On one side of the paper was written—

The Duke of Kaster's tyranny and perversity have infuriated both humans and gods. First, he persecuted the Imperial Glory Steam Knights, allowing foreign invaders to enter the country. Then, as Grand Duke, he inaction led to the division of the three factions, witnessing foreign invaders ravaging the people of our capital and unleashing chaos everywhere.

Now that the prince has returned, the Duke still has not changed his evil intentions and intends to usurp the throne. I feel that it is my duty and honor to be a subordinate of the Duke of Caster, so I have decided to rebel.

In other words -

I've surrendered to the Communist Party!

Because of the length of Victorian language, this long paragraph was written from one side to the second half of the other side, until the last small part was left, and then there was this short paragraph:

"The elite agents led by the Gray Hat, in conjunction with the Colombians and some conservative members, are planning an attack on the elite agents of the Londinium Self-Defense Force and the main transportation artery of Rhodes Island. The plan has been in progress for 6 days. Please respond as soon as possible."

Then the other party was very considerate and filled in a small string of file numbers in the last gap to increase credibility.