Chapter 290 Vivian's Dog

Pastoral Bay County, Bagpipe Town.

The children from the Glass Island Church School will be organized by the school to go here for an annual tour.

After all, there is really nothing to do on Glass Island - it is a place where every inch of land is worth a lot of money. The best place is probably the island in the lake where the Temple of Silver and Tin is located.

But we must let these children see the natural scenery outside, so that they know that not all places in Avalon have factories that spew thick smoke and rumble, and trains that roar on the rails.

This is also helpful for the children's future employment.

The pastor resources inside Glass Island are already saturated. Not to mention the priests and deacons who have just graduated, even the bishops are in large numbers. There are a total of nine churches on Glass Island, and each church has more than one bishop above the fourth level to guard it.

But in many places outside, even in a large city, there is only one bishop. Most small towns do not even have a bishop, and there is only one priest.

The church needs to coax and deceive people like this, and there is no other way. After all, the work of the Nine Pillars Church is quite a lot.

People have to be sent to the birth ceremonies, weddings, and funerals of the entire town. This alone is already too busy... Especially for funerals, a real priest of the level of a transcendent must be present at the burial to prevent the deceased from turning into a ghost.

They also have to lead believers in prayer every day, maintain the statues of the Nine Pillars once a week, listen to confessions and do psychological treatment, take care of orphans, make holy water, farm in the fields behind the church, and sanctify ritual utensils... Just a few transcendents are definitely not enough to handle it, and this must require a large number of ordinary people to assist.

On the contrary, the original transcendent work of treating patients that doctors cannot cure, dispelling ghosts and cursing only accounts for a very small part of the work in a day. Even many days can't catch up once.

Those priests who graduated from the seminary of the Royal Law University and directly obtained the crown of the church are less than a hundred people a year... This is definitely not enough. So there are church schools-not universities, but a kind of middle school.

After graduating from elementary school, you can enter a church school, and after completing six years of church school, you are basically an adult.

Then you can go to the church for internship and learn how to become a qualified pastor from the grassroots level.

Those graduates of the Royal Law University have at least the second level of energy after graduation, and some can reach the third level before graduation. They basically intern and train in the church of Glass Island. After they have advanced to the level of priests and bishops, they are directly parachuted into various regional churches to serve as managers or bishop candidates.

After their extraordinary level is further improved, they may even have the opportunity to be transferred back to the Church to receive further promotion above the bishop. This can be regarded as a professional group, and their life plan is basically to go towards the bishop - if they are not a bishop by the age of forty, they will be laughed at by their classmates.

And these students who come out of church schools are the majority of clergy in the church.

Most of them cannot become an extraordinary person until the age of thirty, and they can barely master a certain extraordinary skill, which is the limit.

After they become adults, they will be assigned to various remote towns according to the needs of the church.

And when they just graduate, they are just children who have just become adults. Suddenly leaving their parents and being sent to a backward rural area alone can easily make people lose their balance.

——After all, if they cannot become extraordinary people, it means that their talent for dedication is not strong. That means they don’t really like dedication... but it may not be the case. Maybe they don’t have the foundation and opportunity to "dedicate".

This kind of "suffering" experience is actually to forcibly stimulate their dedication qualifications.

If they understand what dedication is in the process of helping people in poor areas, they will have the opportunity to become formal extraordinary people.

——But they have to really go.

Therefore, in order to reduce students' resistance, church schools will regularly arrange a kind of holiday trip specifically for fooling children.

Take the children to travel to the resorts with the best natural scenery during the holidays.

Let them feel the beauty of nature, and let them realize that "leaving the glass island may not be a bad thing", and even let them look forward to working in the countryside after graduation. So as to avoid triggering a wide range of resistance after graduation, and not coming at all.

When they really graduate and find that the goods are not what they expected, it will be too late to regret it - how come it is so ordinary in the countryside?

But since they are here, why not work for half a year? Maybe they can become real pastors after working for half a year.

Even if they leave after half a year, new intern pastors will be transferred in half a year.

——How pitiful. Vivian thought.

At this moment, the little girl in a dark blue nun's dress, with silver hair and silver eyes, happened to be playing with her classmates with a smile.

Maybe it was because she had elf ears, or maybe it was just because of her beautiful and lovely appearance. A lot of people naturally gathered around her, and she would become the focus of everyone's attention wherever she went.

"Then, I'll go for a walk alone!"

Vivian put one hand behind her back, waved the other hand in front of her, bent slightly, and smiled sweetly: "I'll be back in a while!"

"Be safe, Vivian!"

"We'll wait for you here!"

Her classmates also responded enthusiastically.

Vivian hummed happily and jumped up and down as she walked.

But before she could walk far, her steps slowly slowed down. The innocence and cuteness of a little girl became calm and elegant, and the carefree and cute smile on her face gradually faded and became calm.

When she turned a corner, she saw a man with long, wet hair that was as curly as seaweed standing there silently.

He was thin and tall, and had a dark and dangerous aura about him.

——He is the kind of person who will be thought of as a poet if he holds a pen, a painter if he holds a paintbrush, and a street singer if he sings, but if he stands there doing nothing, he will be thought of as a fugitive. type.

But Vivian was not afraid at all.

She raised her head and looked at the man.

"What's up?"

She asked back: "I remember I gave you freedom."

"Owner."

Yeats bowed down respectfully, and his words could even be called humble: "I finally found you."

"You don't have to find me."

Vivian said coldly: "You are no longer my dog."

"I have something to report to you, my lord."

"I don't listen."

Vivian refused without hesitation.

"Related to a divine entity."

"...Forget it, I'll listen."

Vivian changed her words.