It was a wonderful morning.

After days of rain, Black Iron Town finally ushered in the sunshine like salvation, so that the poor people seemed to be able to see hope. At least, that's what Father Miró thinks. If it weren't for some drunken man in the church, the morning would not only be wonderful, but even holy.

Archimedes! Damn Archimedes!

The priest walked up behind the man and yelled, "Archimedes, you bastard, how long are you going to stay here without leaving?" Don't you have to work? Don't you know how long it has been since my dear parishioners have come to church to pray because of you? ”

"What's the matter with me......," the man replied lazily.

"Damn, they don't come to pray, how will my redemption vouchers be sold, and I still expect them to get me some bread!"

"I won't buy those ghost-drawn talismans."

"Nonsense, how can a murderer like you believe in such a thing as salvation!" Father Miró snorted coldly.

Suddenly, a faint light swept through the air, and Father Miró saw that it was a dagger. Archimedes turned his head, he touched his beard like a steel wire, and smiled: "Don't forget that without me as a murderer, there would be no money in your safe." ”

"So, what did you just say?"

Father Miró immediately changed his expression to a solemn expression and said, "I said that we are old friends, true friends. So you see, don't you move this dangerous thing out of the way a little bit. ”

The priest carefully removed the blade with two fingers, and the man yawned, withdrew the dagger, and took another sip from the tin flask. Looking at the matte case of the flask, Archimedes suddenly asked, "Father, do you believe in God?" ”

"Why do you ask?"

"I thought it would be nice if there really was an Almighty Lord."

Father Miró frowned and said, "I believe that there is a God, after all, without faith, this damn life will drive people crazy." It's just that I believe in Him, but I don't know, is God still willing to believe us? ”

"Also, you humans do things that make him sad." Archimedes smiled.

"It's like you're not human." Father Miró rolled his eyes and asked, "You're a little weird today, you seem to be a little sentimental." ”

"Fart, Lao Tzu is not a woman, where does sentimentality come from." Archimedes stretched: "It's just that I drank too much wine and my head is a little confused." ”

"You're the one who drinks early in the morning." The priest muttered, looking at the man, he coughed lightly and asked, "Archimedes, do you have a dream?" ”

"What?"

"Is that what you want to do? For example, I would like to have a splendid and solemn church, where a group of cute and clever children sing hymns every day, and I can see the well-dressed parishioners and listen to their heartfelt confessions. Miró closed his eyes, as if in a dream.

"But in fact, your teaching is broken and small. As for the parishioners, ha, those old fellows......"

"Damn, dreams are dreams because they're better than reality!" The priest who had broken his dream said in chagrin.

"If I had to talk about dreams, I would have one." Archimedes shook the flask, which was almost empty: "I hope to save the world." ”

"What?" Miro thought he had misheard. He shook his head and said, "It turns out that you are also so naïve at times. ”

"Naive? Also, I've been to a lot of places and seen a lot of things. All of them told me that there was nothing in this world worth saving. But if, if there is even one person who deserves to be redeemed, I am willing to do everything in my power to save it......"

Father Miro put his hand on his forehead: "Your head is not broken, is it?" If I hadn't known you bastard for years, I would almost have thought you were God's old man. ”

"If you don't take your hand away, you're ready to say goodbye to it."

Miro was startled and quickly dodged. Archimedes stood up, his tall figure making the church look a little crowded. He walked towards the door with the flask, and Miró couldn't help but ask, "Where are you going?" ”

"Kill a few people and see if anyone is worth saving." Waving his hand in good-bye, Archimedes slipped into the excessively bright sunlight outside the church.

That back made Miro stunned for a while. It took him a moment to react, and then the priest's screams rang out in the church: "Damn bastard! You haven't paid your rent and drinks yet! ”

Speaking of this, Miro smiled lightly, looked at Alan and said, "Sometimes I miss that bastard, although every time he brings a lot of trouble. ”

Alan put down the cup and asked solemnly, "Father, what happened to him in the end?" ”

"Finally...... I don't know if he's dead or alive, I don't know. I only knew such a man, but I never really knew him. That father of yours, how to put it, he's a complicated guy. I see a lot of contradictions in him. His hands were covered in blood, but the words that saved the world, I could feel them, they were from the bottom of his heart. ”

Miro shook his head and smiled bitterly: "So such a person, I don't know what he will become in the end." Maybe right now, he's drinking in some dilapidated chapel. ”

"Anyway, thank you for telling me about him."

"Nothing, that's my obligation. Okay, I have to get ready for the church. As for that man's affairs, I'll have a chance to tell you more in the future. ”

After Father Miró left, Alan was the only one left in the hall. Alan stood on the edge of the table, dipped his hand in the water on the edge of the cup, and sketched a simple outline on the table: "What kind of person is that man......

The next day, Alan left the city of Sur. On the way, a party from Storm City joins him and heads to Violet Harbor together. It had been a few days since he arrived in the port city, and Allen's trip was very low-key, with a team of only about a dozen people. In addition to the ten Mountain King warriors, there are only two Regis and Belmode.

After entering the city, the team headed straight for Vanilla Street, which is now under the control of Allen. The street is much busier than it was three months ago. It was late afternoon when they arrived at Violet Harbor, and now the street lamps on both sides of the street were lit up to illuminate the long street. The streets are crowded with pedestrians, mostly regular customers of taverns and casinos, and some of them are small merchants.

After hearing the news of Alan's arrival, Sean and Willik waited early in the morning to greet them. Accompanying Alan through the long street, Sean made a brief report. According to Allen's previous proposal, they have renovated several buildings at the end of the long street, and it will be completed in two months, when there will be an additional well-equipped hotel on Xiangyingcao Street, providing a place for passing merchants and caravans to stay.

As for the tavern and casino, it is also doing well under the management of the people of Wino. Although there were a few local gangs that wanted to fight them, they all taught Willik and the Mountain King warriors a hard lesson.

The biggest change is that at the entrance to Long Street, Sean has converted several houses into pavilions and small workshops. The pavilion is used to showcase a wide range of fabrics produced in the city of Sur to attract guests. A semi-automatic loom was transported from the city of Sur and was staffed by two skilled workers. In this way, samples that meet the requirements can be produced in a short time according to the needs of customers.

Finally, Sean said that in the past three months, he has received a batch of orders from the Lily Chamber of Commerce and some other small merchants. This batch of orders is enough to work in Sur City for a year, and when the fat man speaks energetically, his face seems to glow. Willik on the other side was also in good spirits, and Alan bumped his ribs on the back when no one was paying attention, and asked, "Did you take Miss Jessica?" ”

Willik's face suddenly turned red, and he said embarrassedly: "What are you talking about, head." Miss Jessica and I have just become friends. ”

"The normal kind." He stressed.

Alan smiled: "It's okay, ordinary friends can become close friends in the future." And then there are best friends, and then there...... Hey. ”

He laughed dryly twice, and one was silent. It wasn't long before Alan learned that Willik had only recently spoken to Jessica, and that every time he went to see her in Sean's name, he had seen her butler more often. If you look at the time, Jessica first met Willik the day after Storm City was defeated. The coincidence of time makes people think of the well-informed news channels of the Baihui Chamber of Commerce.

Singh's nest at that time has now been hung with the words of the Sur City United Chamber of Commerce outside, and it has become the headquarters of the Chamber of Commerce. Necessary changes were made to the courtyard, such as raising the walls of the courtyard and adding tulou buildings at the corners on each side. Even the two wooden doors are equipped with steel plates behind the doors to reinforce them. It can be seen that the compound can be turned into a small fortress if needed.

After dinner, guests come to the door. It was Geralf, Roger's bodyguard, who had sent Roger an invitation to invite Alan to lunch tomorrow at noon. Geraff added, "In addition to Mr. Roger, there will be Miss Jessica, and several other gentlemen, please Lord Allen be sure to appreciate his face." ”

Alan happily said, "Please tell Mr. Roger, I will arrive on time." ”

"I'll tell Mr. Roger word for word." Geraff said goodbye, and before leaving, he said, "If I have the opportunity, I would like to ask the adults for advice again." ”

Alan smiled, "Welcome." ”

Geraff really left, and Alan looked at the invitation card and said to Sean, "Accompany me tomorrow to meet those big merchants." ”R1058