Chapter 143 – That Person is Like a Dog (1/2)

“In order to spread doctrine in another kingdom, we need capital, it would be difficult without enough, so we amply prepared, and eventually it became a large transport team.” Anderson lowered his head and respectfully said, “Not informing you ahead of time was my failure… sorry, Saintess, I’ll take care for next time.”

Because he needed money and supplies so he brought a large transport team sounded reasonable, but Snow didn’t believe Anderson’s nonsense.

Her intuition told her that Anderson was plotting something.

Although her eyes were her weakness, she already thought of a plan, her hidden trump card was Elona!

None of the believers within the church could be trusted, many had secretly been taken care of by Anderson, so she couldn’t let those people be her servant, but Elona was a demon, and didn’t believe in the Goddess so only she could be her loyal eyes.

That was the reason she trained Elona!

“Elona, go take a look at the goods in the carriages.” Snow quietly ordered.

“Wait! ….what do you mean by that?” After Anderson heard that he panicked, and reached out to prevent Elona from leaving, “Are you suspecting me? Snow, this mission was specially approved by Sage Bellco, even you can’t do whatever you want!”

“Oh?”

It had something to do with Sage Bellco?

Then she couldn’t let it go even more!

“Elona, heed my orders, go!” Snow unyieldingly commanded.

Even though Anderson was obstructing her, all others except Snow were lowly humans, so she ignored Anderson and directly walked out to inspect the goods.

Anderson anxiously stomped, even Snow thought it was done, but Elona’s report stupefied the both of them.

“Because there’s a large entourage, so the carriages are filled with a lot of food, weapons, magic scrolls, and crystal materials…”

“That’s it?”

“That’s it… sorry, I didn’t see anything strange.”

“Saintess, now are you satisfied?” Anderson almost laughed out loud, the fat on his face was already slightly trembling.

He thought this servant was all that, but it turned out she was an idiot.

He suddenly began sympathizing with Snow, if she went poersonally she would have for sure saw through his tricks, and he would have already been sent to be burned at stake, however…

What a pity, brat, you can only blame your poor luck, the Goddess gave you a good head, but never gave you vision. Although your servant is loyal, she’s an idiot, and can’t help you.

Snow clenched her teeth and didn’t say anything.

Now that it’s come to this, she had no way of personally inspecting it, and could only accept it.

“Archbishop Anderson, sorry for suspecting you.”

“No, no, you’re still young and don’t know better, but I can’t be like you, hehe.”

“However… if your mission is to spread doctrine, you alone is not enough, right?”

“Ah?” Anderson stopped.

What is this brat trying to pull now?

“I’ll go with you to Heino Kingdom.”

“What? Y-you want to go?” Anderson trembled, and shouted like the sky was collapsing, “No, no, you can’t it’s too dangerous!”

“Why not? Compared to a fatty like you, people will like me better, right?” Snow tilted her head, held her long blue hair and smiled sweetly, “Wouldn’t it go much easier with me there?”

“That’s right, but…”

“Archbishop Anderson, take this as my apology. I shouldn’t have caused you trouble for no reason, I would also feel better if I could help you.” Snow pouted, “I can’t?”

If coming on strongly didn’t work, she’ll take a softer approach, she determined that she’ll follow along and see what Anderson is up to!

“Uh…”

“If there’s no problem then let’s go! Elona, pack our bags, we’re going.”

“Yes, master.”

“Hey, hey!”

Anderson felt like shit.

His plan couldn’t tolerate mishaps, even if Snow just had to inconvenience him he could only push through. Anyways, he was already enlightened, he didn’t mind dragging one more down with him.

“You asked for this, so you can’t blame me…”

He mumbled and they all set off.

Different from normal carriages, Snow’s status was illustrious, naturally she chose to sit alone with her servant in an exquisite carriage. Two horses aligned, the coachman in the middle, pulling along a house-like carriage, surrounded by guards.

This was what it should be like for the Saintess, but Anderson deliberately sat in an unremarkable carriage behind Snow, like he was being modest about something.

Snow couldn’t understand what he was planning, she tried to continuously think but couldn‘t grasp anything.

Although Elona couldn’t help her, she wasn’t complaining.