"Lady Cornelia, please wait!"

At the end of the dinner, Cornelia, who did not plan to attend the 'banquet' that followed, was about to return to the church in the carriage, but at this time, she heard someone calling behind her, and she couldn't help but stop and look back.

A slightly obese middle-aged man ran slowly out of breath, followed by two attendants, one holding a handkerchief in his hand, and the other following his master, his arms hanging in the air, ready to be supported at any time.

The man was pale, his eyes puffy, and his steps were vain, and while much better than the young nobles who seemed to be able to be blown down by a gust of wind, it was not much better.

"Sir Kears, may I ask you for something?" Cornelia frowned slightly, "aren't you going to attend the 'banquet' that follows?"

"Uh......" Viscount Kers, who had just stopped, was breathless when he heard this, and then quickly laughed twice, "If you don't participate, you don't participate, that's their business, and it has nothing to do with me." ”

Cornelia's frown soothed slightly, and she nodded, "So, is there something wrong with you?"

Viscount Kers rubbed his hands nervously, a flattering smile appeared on his face, he licked his lips nervously, and stammered: "That, I heard, the noble daughter crowns, uh, seems to be ......"

Hearing this name, the brow that had just stretched out furrowed again, Cornelia glared, and asked sharply, "What are you talking about?"

This shout made Viscount Kers stunned for a moment, and then reacted that he was too eager to ask such a question so directly.

Lady Cornelia is the bishop of the Noble Daughter' Church, and she should first knock on the side to see what questions she can and can't ask, and asking such a direct question about the Noble Daughter will only be met with her adversity.

"Yes, yes, it's my fault!" After a few seconds of panic, Viscount Kers apologized in a 'panic', "It's my fault, but Lady Cornelia, I have no malice, really no malice!"

Cornelia grimaced and asked in a cold voice, "Then what did you want to do just now?"

This damn widow!

Even if he kept insulting in his heart, Viscount Kers could only accompany a smiling face, "Yes, yes, yes, I shouldn't ask, shouldn't ask......"

Although she didn't feel any sincere apologies, it was good that the nobles were able to do this, Cornelia took a deep breath and calmed down again, "Other than that, Viscount Kears, do you have anything else to do? ”

"I, I just want to ask......" As soon as he heard this, Viscount Kers was anxious, but after seeing Cornelia's gaze cold again, he hurriedly explained, "No, no, no, it has nothing to do with the crown of the 'noble daughter', I just want to know, is it true that the church can connect with the Principality of the Sorrowful Wind?"

"Just want to ask this?" Cornelia's eyes widened as she looked at the slightly chubby middle-aged man in front of her.

"You know that too......" Viscount Kers smirked, "there are some things in the Duchy of Sorrow that are not for sale, and I can't buy them through any channel, so I wanted to ask if I could ...... them."

"No!" Before Viscount Kers could finish speaking, Cornelia refused.

She shook her head and sighed, "Even our church can't get anything from them that we don't sell, so Sir Kears, I'm sorry to disappoint you." ”

"It's okay, it's okay, ......after all," Viscount Kers sighed, "and it's not unexpected. ”

"If it's okay, I'll leave first. Cornelia bowed slightly, and without even waiting for Viscount Kerrs to answer, she had already turned around and left.

Standing silently, Viscount Kerrs frowned as he watched the lady get into the carriage and leave the manor.

The widow was so tight-lipped that she refused to say a word, so that she didn't even have a chance to ask questions, so she interrupted him directly.

This deprived him of the opportunity to observe...... Although he didn't intend to get words from her from the beginning, he didn't expect that he couldn't even ask questions and observe how she was doing.

In this way, there is no way to get any news from her at all!

The priests and priests of the aristocratic church could be bought, but even the clergy at the rank of vicarat did not know what was going on, and even if they bought some of the lower clergy, it would not help.

This group of guys seems to be determined to do something, after all, the influence of the noble church on their nobles has become less and less in recent years, and if they don't change their strategy in time, I'm afraid that the name of 'noble goddess' will exist in name only.

But in the end, it is just a matter of increasing the control of the aristocracy, and it is not a big deal.

Thinking of this, Viscount Kers sneered and walked back to the manor.

This night, the manor is destined to be bright all night!

............

The carriage drove on the country road, and the potholes made it difficult for the carriage to walk.

Even when the moon is shining, the coachman should be careful not to let the horses step into the pit.

It's not a pleasant thing, but in order to keep up with her network, Cornelia has to do something boring and boring.

It was not of her own will to attend the dinner party hosted by the nobles, she did have a barony under her name, but now it was her nephew who ran it for her, and her main role was still the bishop of the noble church.

Turning her head to look out the window, only to inadvertently see her own face that was no longer young, Cornelia sighed silently.

There are more and more troublesome things, but as a believer in the 'noble daughter', this is what she must do.

The average aristocracy doesn't have much of a devout faith, but there are exceptions like her, who are the main body of the aristocratic church, barely maintaining the last dignity of the 'aristocracy' group.

In recent years, there have been more and more nobles like Viscount Kears, and there are not many people who admire the glory of their ancestors, they think that honor will be passed on with the title, and glory will be integrated into the blood of the family, but where is this 'glory' for what they do?

Cornelia didn't say anything, but her observations in recent years have made her realize that the 'noble daughter' is also gradually changing.

At first, she was horrified by this discovery, but she couldn't do anything but wait and see.

With the passage of time, she has gradually accepted this change of the 'noble daughter', and her heart has sunk into the deep sea.

But just a few years ago, after she received an oracle from the 'noble daughter', she found that things did not seem to be as serious as she had imagined...... Or rather, the situation is far more serious than she imagined, but on another level.

She was silently waiting for the time to come, and now that it was close, she couldn't do anything that could harm the church.

The chief maid of the Duchy of Sorrow wanted to set off a revolution on the continent, a revolution against the 'nobility', and that time was when the time came!

Until then, she could not take it lightly, she did not have the confidence that she could mislead the nobles into guessing in the wrong direction, so she could only choose to keep her mouth shut and not say a word.

Only in this way can we ensure that the change of the head maid can be carried out smoothly, and the opportunity for their church can come smoothly.

The world is indeed in need of some changes......

Cornelia slowly closed her eyes and clenched her hands.

Perhaps in a while, she, a bishop who is not good at fighting, may also need to be involved in the 'struggle'.

The glory of the church and the ancestors will not be allowed to be tarnished by those fellows!