Chapter 817 Meeting with Pastor Olga

"If I'm not mistaken, you're talking about Lord Weilin, the commander of the 15th Army of the 4th Legion of the Ilia Kingdom Expeditionary Force." Olga straightened her wrinkled priest robe and asked with a smile.

Weilin remained calm and said, "Ms. Olga, there are too many people with the same name. Your understanding is too one-sided."

"is it?"

"As far as I know, the commander of the 15th Army is always accompanied by a blond knight, and the one behind you fits the bill. Am I wrong, Lord Weilin?"

Olga reached for the teapot, poured a cup for Weilin, then poured another cup for herself, drank it in front of him, and turned the cup upside down to show her sincerity.

Weilin picked up the teacup, took a sip, and then asked, "Ms. Olga, I wonder what you wanted to talk to me about that day."

"Sir, if you don't mind, you can just call me Olga." Olga put down the teacup and refilled it for herself. "I want to meet you, just out of curiosity. We have collected a lot of information about you. No matter from which aspect, you can be called a true knight."

Weilin put down the teacup in his hand, stared at the other person's eyes, and said with a smile: "Is it too perfect?"

"It is indeed as you said. In my personal opinion, the information is a bit exaggerated." Olga nodded slightly and answered without hiding anything.

"Hahaha, the information you collected is indeed a bit exaggerated."

Weilin's frankness aroused Olga's curiosity.

Kyle, who was standing aside and watching, couldn't help but shake his head. In some ways, this Harvest Pastor was a little too naive.

However, it can be seen from the side that she was protected too well. Although she had seen some dark sides, she definitely had never participated in them.

After several conversations, Weilin extracted a lot of useful information from Olga.

In contrast, Olga felt deeply powerless.

I have clearly set up many language traps, but the other party just won't take the bait. Why?

"Ms. Olga, it's getting late. I should go back." Weilin stood up, smiled, and said goodbye.

"Sir Weilin, please wait a moment."

Looking at the two people who were about to leave, Olga spoke out to stop them.

Seeing this, Weilin stopped and turned to look at Olga, somewhat curious about how she would keep him. After all, he had almost uncovered all her secrets, and her understanding of him was still limited to the information on paper.

"Sir Weilin, there is a harvest ceremony in Milihua Town tonight, and I would like to invite you to attend." Olga took two steps at a time, came to Weilin, and invited him sincerely.

"I don't have anything to do, so I might as well go and broaden my horizons."

Olga heaved a sigh of relief when she heard the other party agreed. She didn't believe that she couldn't dig out something useful from the other party.

When a person takes another person as prey, he or she is often the biggest prey.

As night falls, more than 10,000 townspeople gather in the town square of Milihua.

Two Arlanders wearing the robes of priests of the Harvest Church stepped onto the platform and led everyone in chanting the "Harvest Canon", thanking the God of Harvest for his glory, which brought new life to the withered crops and allowed the town of Milihua to successfully survive the famine disaster.

Accompanied by Olga, Weilin sat under a makeshift pavilion and watched the sacrificial activities.

It has to be said that although the Harvest Church is not good at fighting, it is very good at farming, and is especially good at cultivating various food crops.

From Weilin's perspective, seven of the ten grain crops used as sacrifices had been improved.

When the chanting ended, the ten kinds of food crops carrying more than ten thousand believers turned into the power of faith and gathered towards the statue in the temple.

"Sir Weilin, are you shocked?" Olga said, looking somewhat proud.

Upon hearing this, Weilin nodded and replied, "It is indeed shocking, but as far as I know, this ritual of the Harvest Church is only effective in the first sacrifice in a new faith area."

"Sir Weilin, you are indeed well-informed."

Olga did not hide anything. These were not secrets in the first place, but this information was only known to those with a legacy.

Thinking of this, Olga felt a little happy. He finally got some useful information and won a small victory.

"Ms. Olga, I wonder why you came to this town. Is there some secret hidden here that requires the help of you, the Golden Priest?" Seeing Olga's happy face, Weilin took the opportunity to ask.

After suffering too many setbacks, the moment of victory is the easiest time to get information.

As expected, Olga didn't think too much and blurted out: "Below Milihua Town..."

"Lord Weilin, we should just enjoy the harvest festival."

Realizing what he was saying, Olga quickly changed his words, with a hint of vigilance in his eyes.

“Hahaha, well, let’s continue watching the harvest festival.” Weilin agreed with a smile. Although Olga didn’t reveal much information, Weilin had already guessed it roughly.

There must be some treasure or some relics buried beneath this town.

However, the fact that the Harvest Church only sent a golden priest to deal with the matter shows that the things under this town are not very valuable.

After weighing the pros and cons, Weilin decided to pretend he didn't know about it.

Firstly, the other party has the support of a legend and has some say in the Harvest Church. If he tries to snatch this thing, he will definitely be caught.

Secondly, it is the parish of the Harvest Church, and the "Nangashia West Continent Agreement" was signed not long ago. If he takes the lead in destroying the relationship between the two major churches, he will definitely suffer the consequences.

In a sense, he was the culprit that caused the Harvest Church to suffer heavy losses.

At this moment, Olga couldn't help but feel regretful. If he had known earlier, he shouldn't have invited the other party.

"Ms. Olga, I am going to return to the Kingdom of Skalovi tonight. I have been out for so long, and I don't know how many things are waiting for me. It hurts just thinking about it!"

Weilin's words pulled Olga back from his contemplation. He looked up at him, nodded subconsciously and said, "Sir Weilin, I won't keep you here. If there is a chance, I hope you can come to visit the Apfeng Kingdom."

"I'll go if I have a chance." Weilin stood up and said in a gentle tone, "It was very shocking to watch the harvest sacrifice up close today. Let's go back later."

After saying this, Weilin and Kyle disappeared under the pavilion.

"Ms. Olga, please rest assured that I will not do anything to provoke disputes between the two churches. Please remain vigilant in the future. We will see you again if we are lucky."

Hearing the voice echoing in his ear, Olga smiled with relief. In the end, it was all his own wishful thinking.