Chapter 488 Everyone in the Salvation Army knows about it, only Pasrick thinks we don't know
As the bell rang, the pouring rain began to get heavier.

The rain hit the wooden gear paneling of the Holy Hall and collided with the colored glass, making a crackling sound.

Groups of high-ranking black-robed monks poured out from the doorway of the Holy Visitation Hall in Jeanne d’Arc.

Looking up at the rain lines hanging from the eaves, they did not leave, but hid under the eaves and stood in a black row.

These senior monks wore hoods and cloaks, revealing their leather boots, and carried red lacquered leather suitcases in their hands that contained the "Plan" and other documents.

This reddish-brown lacquered leather suitcase and standard filing cabinet are uniformly distributed by Horn to these senior monks, who are required to keep the documents in a random place after reading them.

Because the last time he visited Madeleine's house, he found that he had placed confidential documents in the bathroom of his villa.

His neighbor, Jeshka, put the confidential documents in the doghouse in the yard.

Horn gave this order because he could no longer bear it.

The senior monks standing in a row under the eaves were worried as they watched the rain gradually get heavier, but Jeanne soon came out from the inner room and announced, "Please wait a moment, everyone. His Majesty has sent someone to notify the carriages and horses. A carriage will be sent to take everyone back."

"Your Majesty is wise!" The monks who had been hesitating whether to rush into the rain began to cheer.

After the applause, this group of idle people gathered together and started chatting.

But in the midst of these people chatting, Halkin gritted his teeth, raised the red patent leather box, held it against his head, and prepared to rush out into the rain.

"Hey, hey, hey." Grampven grabbed Halkin by the back of his neck and pulled him back. "Why are you so anxious? Didn't His Majesty say to send someone to pick you up? Be careful not to catch a cold."

"Of course you are not in a hurry. You live in a luxurious villa area. There will be a carriage with a fixed route to pick you up." Halkin pulled the collar of his cloak and lost the courage to rush into the rain. "If I go back too late, those beasts in the army will not leave me a piece of meat."

According to the current distribution principles established by Horn, each cardinal is equipped with a townhouse.

This difference in treatment has already been apparent, but the "Plan" simply brings it from underwater to the surface.

In the "Plan", there are different ranks starting from the itinerant monks. From low to high, there are five levels: attendant, reciter, exorcist, gatekeeper, and apostle. Each level is divided into three grades: upper, middle, and lower.

In the Plan, Grampven was a lower-ranking apostolic monk and could be allocated a townhouse.

As for Halkin, he was a high-ranking exorcist monk, and logically he could be allocated a single apartment.

However, there are currently many townhouses, and the promised single-family apartments are still under construction.

Therefore, Halkin still had to live with Jilo, Das and others in the collective dormitory [Monk Palace] separated from the bedroom of the lord's palace.

Although there is a dining hall in the Monks' Palace where you can eat as much as you want, the kitchen will not prepare any more dishes after a certain time.

In addition, Halkin, Chilvis, Colebour and others made an appointment for a card game, and they would play cards until nine o'clock every day after dinner.

Halkin was in such a hurry because he didn't want to miss it. This was one of his few hobbies.

"Why are you in such a hurry? Do you think your carriage can run fast?" Grampven said with a smile, "Why don't you get on my carriage later and I'll drop you off at the Monk's Palace on the way."

Grampven and Halkin are old acquaintances. They were also partners who fought side by side in the Battle of Long Bridge.

Although Halkin's qualifications were not as good as Grampven's, the two had always had a good personal relationship.

"That's great." Halkin stopped. "I have a card game tonight. Do you want to join us?"

"You're still playing cards?" Grampven asked in surprise. "Isn't it said that monks are not allowed to gamble?"

"A few coppers in a hand, what kind of gambling is this? It's just for fun..." Seeing the melancholy hidden between Grampven's brows, Halkin put away his smile, "Are you still thinking about Dia?"

"What do you think? She's about to give birth, and I'm still out here acting." Grampven glared at Halkin. Ten months had passed since the couple last saw each other.

Dia was originally sent to the base of the John Party, Changdi City, which was right next to the Swamp Town.

My wife is about to give birth, but we cannot be together.

Grampven led the troupe around the edge of the Red Copper Fortress several times, but still failed to get there.

The situation was complicated some time ago, with all kinds of wars and life-threatening situations, so Grampven didn't dare to call Dia back. Now that the situation has temporarily stabilized, Dia is pregnant and it is easy to have a miscarriage due to the long journey, so she can't come.

This made him so anxious that he wished he could fly directly to Dia's side to be with her.

Halkin jumped up and patted him on the back, comforting him, "Don't worry. For your majesty's sake, Longleaf City will definitely send out the best witch doctor to deliver the baby. It's okay."

"I've been thinking these days, if I'm not by Dia's side when she gives birth... Holy Lord, please bless me..."

"Don't think about it. I'll tell you some inside information." Halkin lowered his voice, "Golden River Township and Kasha County have cut off the food supply to the Red Copper Fortress, and it is currently surrounded by the Salvation Army.

The old lady of the Alcor family will lead the Kush nobles to Jeanne d'Arc soon, and Cardinal Pasrick has already led the way.

Believe it or not, there must be members of the Black Snake Bay secret party in the old lady's delegation. They said they were meeting with Dean Ludwick, but they would definitely discuss the issue of the Red Copper Fortress.

You take the troupe there in advance and wait there. Once the Copper Fortress falls, you ride over there. I think there is an 80% chance that you will make it in time."

Grampven stared at Halkin's face for several seconds before he smiled bitterly and said, "Thank you, Halkin."

"It's okay, we are friends, and friends don't ask for anything in return... ahem, but if I arrange for someone to join your troupe in the future, you are not allowed to refuse." Halkin joked with a smile.

"Okay, I will definitely reserve a place for you as a dwarf in my circus in the future."

Halkin was stunned and could hardly believe his ears.

Amid the snickering of the other young black priests around him, he jumped up in anger and said, "I am not a dwarf, I am a dwarf. Only humans have dwarfs, we dwarves don't have dwarfs.

I was so kind to comfort you, is this how you repay your friend's comfort?"

"Hahahaha, okay, okay, I was wrong, I apologize." Grampven turned sideways to avoid Halkin's angry beating.

Amid the laughter, cheers and encouragement of many monks, the two men played around for a while before returning to chatting.

Leaning against the damp wall, Grampven rubbed his lower back. “I’ve always wondered why it’s always Cardinal Pasrick who receives the Kush people from Jinhe Township?”

"Don't you know?" Halkin was surprised, "Paslick and the grandmother are lovers."

"What?!" This time it was Grampven who was shocked. He quickly covered Halkin's mouth. "How can you say such a thing in public?"

You know, in terms of status, these two are high-ranking officials of the Papal State of Savior, and both of their identities are quite sensitive, so their relationship is not something that can be discussed casually.

"Mr. Grampven, you must have been on tour for too long." Another young monk laughed, "Everyone in the Salvation Army knows about this, only Pasrick thinks we don't know."

Pushing Grampven’s hand away, Halkin spat on the ground a few times before saying, “Can’t you see?
The old man let it slip when he was drunk last time that he was in charge of the grain trade between the south of Jinhe Township and Black Snake Bay, and the noble lady he was dealing with was called Vivian.

Later we talked to Perini and Domenico. The noble lady who tipped us off last time and had an affair with Pasrick was the grandmother. Her full name was Vivian.

The two of them have been in love since they were in their thirties. To be honest, it’s hard to tell whose bloodline these young people in the Alco family are from.”

"Oh my God." Grampven thought it was just an ordinary conversation in the rain, but he didn't expect there would be such explosive gossip.

However, judging from the nonchalant expressions of the monks around him, he knew that this matter was probably known to everyone, and only Pasrick was stubborn and insisted that it was not true.

"You only have the unborn child on your mind." Halkin patted Grampven's arm. "Don't be so closed off. Come out for a walk."

"I don't have that idea... You seem to be very concerned. You're already thirty years old this year, aren't you married yet?" Granpuwen asked, looking at the carriages passing by in the rain.

"Why are you acting like my dad?" Halkin patted his crotch vulgarly. "A dwarf's dick can be hard at fifty, thirty?
Not to mention thirty, even my dad, who is sixty-five, is still a pioneer.”

Grampven was about to speak, but stopped. He grabbed Halkin's shoulder and said, "Good boy, I really thought you didn't care about your children's personal feelings. Well, who is the daughter of this rich businessman?"

"What rich businessman's daughter?" Halkin was still confused, but when he turned his head, he saw an exquisitely decorated carriage parked next to the Holy Hall.

The door of the carriage opened, revealing the warm and soft decoration inside, and a masked woman was sitting sideways, waving at him.

Halkin's eyes lit up, and he quickly knocked away Grampven's hand that was holding him: "Don't talk nonsense, this is our big customer in the future, this is not a woman, this is a pile of gold."

(End of this chapter)