Chapter 699: Chapter 39 Church_4 Chapter 699: Chapter 39 Church_4 He also composed his features, speaking solemnly and seriously, “I know you don’t believe me. I swear on my parents’ graves that I will never ask you about any secrets of the Divine Arts—without your permission. How is that?”
“Without my permission?” Caman scoffed coldly.
“Maybe one day you’ll tell me voluntarily?” Winters’ smile was suggestive.
“I can tell you now,” Caman said, astonishingly.
“I don’t believe you.”
“Divine Arts come from devout faith in the one and only savior. The Divine Arts do not belong to me, but are actions of the Lord through me. You wouldn’t understand,” Caman spoke coldly to Winters, “You, a non-believer, want to use Divine Arts? Convert first.”
“Is that so?!” Winters was thrilled, “I’ll convert right now! You teach me!”
Caman clutched his chest, bent over, and took a while to catch his breath.
“You…” Caman looked at Winters, about to speak, then stopped with a complicated expression, “You… you have changed.”
“All thanks to Father Reed’s teachings.”
“No wonder,” Caman coughed, “No wonder indeed.” Nᴇw novel chapters are publɪshed on Nov3lFɪre.ɴet
“Brother Caman, I’m going back to Revodan,” Winters said, holding onto Caman’s arm, reluctant to part, “As a farewell, let me give you a gift.”
Caman shook off Winters’ arm vigorously, “No need, just hurry off.”
“Don’t be like that, it took me a long time to think of this gift,” Winters said, batting his eyes, “I’ll give you a cathedral.”
“The Revodan Cathedral, huh,” Caman sneered, “You’ve already stripped off the Saint Ados Emblem, there’s nothing you wouldn’t do.”
“You’re really wronging me this time,” Winters first appeared surprised, then wronged to the extreme, and gave a wry smile, “The Revodan Cathedral was looted and set on fire by mobs, it was my men who saved it. The lost artifacts were also recovered by my men.”
His words hit Caman like cannonballs, “Do you know how much I need money right now? It was out of respect for you that I didn’t melt down those gold and silver relics! The Saint Ados Emblem is in Bard’s hands, but it was only borrowed, with a debt note! It was for doing good deeds! This time coming to Wolf Town, it was to bring the Saint Ados Emblem back!”
“Father Caman, we’ve been through fire and blood together. How can you accuse me so seriously without any discernment?” Winters covered his chest and concluded with sorrow, “I’m so heartbroken!”
“You didn’t destroy the Revodan Cathedral?”
“You didn’t take any wealth from the Revodan Cathedral?”
“You didn’t harm any clergy?”
“I did not!” Winters added, “Although the bishop died, it was because he panicked, ran to the rooftop for refuge, and accidentally fell off. It wasn’t me or my men who killed him.”
Caman stood for a while, struggling to speak, “I’m sorry…”
“It’s alright, I am very willing to forgive you,” Winters laughed heartily, putting an arm around Caman’s shoulder, “Although the church in Wolf Town is destroyed, I’ve got a bigger one, how about that? Not bad, right?”
“Not impressive,” Caman knocked Winters’ arm off again, countering coldly, “A cathedral is the property of the church, not your gift to make. How could you presume to confer a bishopric privately? Moreover, Wolf Town is my parish, how could I just leave? What would happen to the believers in Wolf Town if I left?”
“Then send over another one from Revodan,” Winters replied nonchalantly, “As for the bishopric of Revodan… I call the shots there at the moment, I can nominate you.”
“Oh? Mr. Montaigne. So you’re not just the Garrison Officer of Wolf Town, but also our Pope?” Caman retorted sarcastically, annoyed, “You say you nominate, you think your word is law?”
“Alright. If you don’t want this gift, I won’t force you,” Winters said with regret, patting Caman’s shoulder, “I’m returning to Revodan today.”
Caman sneered and waved his hand dismissively.
Winters nodded in acknowledgment, then walked away without looking back.
Caman watched Winters’ retreating figure until he disappeared on horseback from sight. Only then did he realize in surprise: Winters really left.
After a while, Xial ran over, “Father Caman!”
“I knew it wasn’t over!” Caman was both annoyed and amused, “Now what?”
“My brother asked me to tell you, Mrs. Mitchell is also going with us to Revodan. We’re leaving today.”
Blood rushed to Caman’s throat, “What?! Why didn’t anyone tell me?”
“My brother said, if you ask that, I should reply ,” Xial cleared his throat and mimicked Winters’ inexplicable tone, “Who are you? Why should I tell you?”