It was another weekend.
In the main hall of the Church of the Goddess of Harvest, Father Theresa stood before the goddess's statue, guiding the believers in prayer.
Halfway through, a familiar figure entered the church through the main hall doors, and Theresa's eyes lit up.
The Church of the Goddess of Harvest did not have many followers in Chaos City, and the donations it received each month were pitifully few.
If not for financial support from the major cathedrals within the Empire, this branch church in Chaos City would likely have gone bankrupt long ago.
Last weekend, the church had welcomed a wealthy believer. On his very first visit to pray, he had donated fifty gold coins.
That very night, Theresa reported the matter to the bishop.
The bishop called in favors to inquire with several people and eventually received word from the Glorious Mercenary Group, confirming that the man who had donated fifty gold coins was His Highness Ron Andre, the Seventh Prince who had only recently moved to Chaos City.
This Seventh Prince was not favored in the palace. Though being sent out of the palace meant his livelihood would certainly be secure, it was hard to say just how much wealth he possessed.
Donating fifty gold coins on his first visit to pray was probably a one-time thing.
If he donated fifty gold coins every week, even His Highness the Seventh Prince would surely be unable to afford it.
But even so, for someone like Ron, donating a few gold coins every week would be no big deal, wouldn't it?
Thus, the moment he saw His Highness Ron enter the main hall, Father Theresa immediately gave the missionary beside him a meaningful look.
The missionary nodded in understanding, silently approached Ron, and after greeting him, followed