Chapter 1007: Chapter 1007: Sermons and Lectures

Eins nodded happily.

He can be sure from the words that Mr. Amuro admits his design and identity, and wants a deeper cooperation.

Returning to their hometown for vacation together is also the best way to deepen the relationship between the two.

"Since you have no objection, let's set off after the end of the church night service in three days' time!"

Aslan made a straightforward decision.

Eins wanted to speak in such a hurry, but in the end he just opened his mouth slightly and agreed to Aslan's proposal.

"I wanted to invite you to have dinner together, but I promised my wife to go to the opera together in the evening and invite you tomorrow."

Aslan said with a smile.

Eins shook his head, pointed to the clothes on his body, and said embarrassedly: "I can't just go home like this! I also need to prepare."

"My wife bought me a short tuxedo in Violet Street a few days ago. Personally, I think it is very good. The key price is very cheap. As a businessman, I am very cost-effective."

Aslan smiled and solicited business for Hathaway and the others.

Leaving Aslan's villa with a business card named LV Private Custom Clothing Store, Eins was a little dumbfounded.

In the evening, Aslan took his two wives to the church to attend the big service.

After waiting for nearly ten minutes outside the big prayer hall, Aslan, together with other believers attending the big worship service, entered inside under the guidance of the pastor.

In the dark and quiet atmosphere, they were greeted by neat and ethereal weird tones.

There is a kind of uneasy divine comedy like the previous life, which is composed entirely of tones, and no one can understand the pronunciation of the text.

As the holy and rhythmic voice echoed layer upon layer, the believers in the Great Prayer Hall involuntarily calmed down, as if they had forgotten the troubles of life and no longer worried about various problems in the real world.

Under the guidance of several priests, they each found a seat and sat down. In front of the altar, Bishop Ella, who was in charge of the big service, held the "Apocalypse of God" and began to give a simple sermon.

Aslan finally understands the purpose of this prostration. In addition to absorbing the power of faith, it can also invisibly cleanse the souls of believers. After singing this kind of soul cleansing for a long time, even atheists will gradually become Believers of the all-knowing and all-powerful God.

Only those who have stepped into the mentor level can resist this kind of soul washing.

Nuomiri and Aslan are fine, and Arturia obviously feels uncomfortable, but she conceals it very well, but next time, she will definitely not come again.

Seeing that the prostration was coming to an end, Aslan stretched his palm to the inner pocket of his clothes and took out his wallet.

Holding his wallet, he got up and entered the aisle, all the way to the altar, and walked obliquely to the offering box with Bishop Ella's compassionate expression on his face.

Making a prayer gesture on his chest, Aslan threw all the large banknotes into it.

Total 300 West! This is what he made last night with divine magic simulacrum, one by one, which made him very depressed.

For the first time, I felt that money was too difficult to earn.

The current industry in Chester has not yet achieved a balance of payments, and the money earned in the Thorn Street District has been invested in the food processing package factory.

The expenses of the villa are all 'printed' by him.

"No, when you come back, you have to do something big."

Aslan was already thinking about robbing the bank again.

As for exchanging gold, the amount is too large and it is easy to be targeted, and the amount is too small and useless, which is really a headache.

This is another reason why Anbu has been unable to work.

Taking a step back, he gave up his position to the donor behind.

At this time, Bishop Ella took the initiative to greet him, made a prayer gesture and said:

"May God bless you."

"May Father God know that what I hope most now is to listen to the teachings." Aslan responded with a smile.

Bishop Ella glanced at the exit on the side of the prayer hall and said:

"If you don't mind waiting for a quarter of an hour, I can give you a lecture in the library."

"That's exactly what I'm craving."

Aslan's face was full of joy, but he was complaining in his heart.

"I was just talking politely, but you actually took it seriously. Who is going to listen to the scriptures?"

Bishop Ella immediately asked a priest to lead the Aslan couple out of the large prayer hall through the side passage, and detoured to the library not far from the spiral staircase.

But halfway through, Artoria suddenly took a lunch break on her forehead.

"Oh my husband, I'm a little dizzy!"

The pastor asked with concern: "Do you need me to perform magic to help Madam Ling heal?"

Aslan shook his head, and said helplessly, "This is my wife's old problem. I have seen many doctors for this migraine, but it doesn't help."

"Have you ever tried to heal with divine magic?" The priest took out the scripture, ready to cast spells at any time.

Aslan hastily stopped him.

"Thank you very much, Mr. Pastor. My wife is actually not a sincere believer. It is only because of me that she became a believer. The effect of divine magic treatment is not very good. Each time it is only suppressed for a short time, and the outbreak becomes more serious afterward."

The priest was embarrassed to put away the scriptures, which was caused by the priest's lack of magical healing effect, so it was a test of the priest's experience in symptomatic treatment.

"Send my wife back first, it seems that Bishop Ella will be disappointed." Aslan helped Artoria to walk towards the gate.

The pastor could only accompany them, preparing to send the Aslan couple away.

It's just that when he walked to the door, he bumped into Congressman Curry.

"Where are you going, Amuro?" Councilor Curry greeted Aslan.

"My wife has a migraine and I'm going to send her home."

Aslan saw Congressman Curry and responded with a smile.

"What a coincidence! My wife is also there. I can let them go back together. Let's go and listen to Bishop Ella's interpretation of scriptures."

The corner of Aslan's mouth twitched slightly, and he didn't want to hear it, so he took this opportunity to escape.

"Most women don't like this kind of thing, let's go, Bishop Ella will prepare some good things for us later." Curry said all pointedly.

Aslan blinked, knowing that he couldn't hide, and at the same time, he was very curious about Bishop Ella's gift.

"Alright, I really want to learn from Bishop Ella's lecture."

In addition to Aslan and Curry, two middle-aged men who did not know each other also came together. From their demeanor and conversation, it is not difficult to see that their identities are not simple.

There are large bookshelves one after another in the lecture room, which are filled with various classics related to the Omniscient Church, and some tables and chairs are arranged on both sides for the pastors and bishops to study and preach to believers.

Ten minutes later, Bishop Ella entered the library with a calming smile, and saw the elegant Amuro standing in front of a row of bookshelves, intently flipping through a classic, looking like a scholar.

Congressman Curry is having a friendly chat with two other believers.

Bishop Ella did not have any accidents. Congressman Curry and the other two are regular visitors to his place, and they often come to listen to his sermons.