Pluto Church.
The weather was quite nice today.
After bidding farewell to an elderly believer who clung to his hand, unwilling to leave, and gazed at him with a sorrowful look, York instinctively looked up at the cloudless blue sky, feeling a sense of emotion.
"The myriad faces of life."
Glancing at Robert, who was still working outside, energetically sweeping leaves and greeting the departing elderly believer, York turned and entered the church.
The good weather made the church brighter and warmer than before, enhancing its comfortable atmosphere. With its historical traces, the church felt serenely timeless.
Walking, York's gaze shifted to the right.
The young nun, previously seen in a white novice's habit, was now wearing a black formal habit.
Despite her youthful appearance, she radiated the aura and gentle demeanor typical of clergy.
Noticing an elderly believer conversing happily with her, York knew she had provided a satisfactory answer to their queries.
"She's adapting quickly, indeed possessing a talent for clergy."
Remembering the nun's stunned expression upon his earlier entrance, York smiled and quietly slipped into a side room.
With some free time, he decided to continue producing new batches of holy water and dual-buff holy bullets.
Maintaining a sufficient stockpile was crucial.
After all, his spirit and magic regenerated a point per minute, and his life value provided him with abundant vitality.
This was his form of self-improvement...
However, this could only last for a while.
As a priest, being in the church inevitably brought believers seeking him out.
Even with Sister Irene as the church's deaconess, York couldn't escape the role of a listener.
Believers visited the church for various reasons.
Religious worship: Participating in ceremonies, services, or Mass to connect with God through prayers, hymns, sermons, and communion, expressing devotion and respect.
Seeking comfort, solace, or spiritual guidance: This explains why York couldn't avoid being a listener, as providing counsel and strengthening faith in God is part of a priest's duties.
Besides these reasons, believers come to church for community and social engagement, sharing life's joys and sorrows, supporting one another, and participating in faith-based activities and charitable initiatives.
This community aspect explains why the church's influence spans globally and why Pluto Church attracts many believers daily.
"May God be with you."
...
York, holding a Bible, walked from the study to his usual spot and sat down.
His reluctance to perform Mass or clean stemmed from the overwhelming tasks awaiting him.
"There's just too much to do..."
He mused, placing the Bible on his lap, waiting for Irene's arrival. His real-time mental map constantly updated, giving him a god-like overview of the church and its activities.
Without turning, he knew Irene was conversing with some believers and then hesitantly approached him.
York's eyes showed approval.
"Father!"
Hearing her call, York pretended ignorance, turning to see Irene standing in the aisle, smiling warmly.
"Yes, Irene? What is it?"
As he observed her blushing face and eyes, York added,
"If you're tired, you can rest. After all, you've just arrived and need to adjust."
Irene felt a warm surge in her heart and shook her head.
"Father, I'm not tired. I just wanted to..."
York raised an eyebrow, waiting for her to continue.
"Can I organize a charity event in the name of Pluto Church?
Many believers have accumulated clothes they no longer wear. We've decided to collect these and distribute them to those in need..."
As she spoke, Irene looked anxiously for approval in the priest's smile, only to find encouragement.
"That's a good cause. Why couldn't you?" York smiled.
"Irene, don't forget, you are the deaconess nun of Pluto Church."
Irene's face lit up with recognition, and she bowed gratefully.
"Thank you, Father!"
York noted her interaction with the smiling elderly believers, realizing she was already earning their approval, essential for a clergy member to accumulate social resources.
With this thought, York encouraged her.
"Go ahead, child. They are waiting for you. I'll take care of the church."
He also reminded her to be safe, especially since distributing clothes would lead them to impoverished areas with potentially poor security.
"Robert can assist you. Be careful."
Irene's cheerful response and energetic departure towards the welcoming believers highlighted her youthful vigor.
"Hehe, they're probably going to secretly create a chat group behind my back..."
York mused, his hand resting on the Bible, facing the Jesus statue with closed eyes.
Soon, an affluent believer approached, sitting beside him.
"Good morning, Father York. Haven't seen you in days. Where have you been?"
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