Randolph had already collected a lot of information related to Claire before he came, so the disappearance of the nobles in Nafu City could not be hidden from him at all. As long as he knew the relevant information and combined with the methods of Lord Nafu City, he would roughly know what happened.
When Randolph said this, his eyes were fixed on Claire's face, trying to see something for a closer look, but to his disappointment, Claire's face did not change at all.
This made him somewhat suspicious, whether his guess was wrong.
"Oh, I don't know about that." Claire said lightly, "Baron Eugene released Nafu City a few months ago. If Bishop Randolph wants to find it, he should go to other cities to look for it."
After hearing what Claire said, Randolph still did not give up. Instead, he pressed further. "I have inquired in several nearby cities, and there is no news about Baron Eugene at all. Moreover, I have not heard any news about the nobles in Nafu City. Does the Viscount really not know anything about it?"
Claire frowned and pretended to think, and then said after a while, "I thought about it carefully, they didn't seem to tell me where they were going?" Then, Claire pretended to be shocked and said, "Maybe he was kidnapped by robbers! Griffin Territory has also been involved in robbers before, so it is impossible for this kind of thing to happen."
After speaking, Claire turned his attention to Randolph opposite him, and said with a smile, "Bishop Randolph should also be careful. What if you are targeted and kidnapped by robbers on your way out to preach."
Randolph's eyes widened, and he was horrified: He dared to threaten himself!
Before Randolph could speak, Claire patted his shoulder and continued, "But don't worry, Bishop, as long as you stay safe and sound in Nafu City, I will keep you safe."
Randolph took half a step back, avoiding Claire's hand, and raised his eyes to look at Claire, without any fear in his eyes.
"Preaching is our duty, and the Lord will protect me."
"Hahahaha." Claire retracted his hand and laughed, "I am a mage. I envy you people who have faith. No matter what happens, you believe that your Lord will protect you, and I can only believe in myself."
Randolph did not answer his words, but asked, "Does the Viscount really not know that there are Time Reversal's spells in this world?"
"Just for a few low-class nobles?" The corner of Claire's mouth turned up slightly, showing a trace of ridicule. He was not an ignorant mage. He naturally knew about Time Reversal's spells, but those comparable to Forbidden Spell could only be used by a person at the level of a magic saint, and the damage to himself was not small. Even King of a country wouldn't use this trick, let alone a little Viscount like himself. If he could use it to convict himself, it would be better to just fire a Forbidden Spell to kill him, and he wouldn't have a chance to stand up.
After saying that, Claire turned away and said before leaving, "It's getting late. Bishop Randolph should go back and tidy up the church first. Also, Randolph came to Nafu City after a long journey. Let's rest for a while before starting to preach. If you are exhausted, you will not be able to serve your Lord."
Randolph looked at Claire's leaving figure, withdrew his gaze, and responded loudly, "Don't bother me, Lord Viscount!"
Then he heard a cold snort coming from the tip of the departing Claire's nose. Randolph also took back his disturbed emotions and turned around to return to the church.
The next day, in front of the dining table in the Baronial Manor, Claire was dealing with the breakfast on the table.
Regan hurriedly walked in from outside, went to Claire and reported, "Master, the people from the church have begun to preach in Nafu City."
Claire slowly put down the knife and fork in his hand, "Elaborate."
"They gave preaching speeches in crowded places like Residential Area and the market, and many residents were attracted there." Regan took out a piece of color-printed paper from his arms and handed it over, and continued, "This is the leaflet they use for propaganda."
Claire took a look at it and saw the majestic portrait of God of Light printed on it. It also has a sacred artistic atmosphere, which can indeed attract a lot of attention, not to mention that many residents here originally believe in God of Light.
"It's much better than that guy Oma. At least the portrait on this flyer is pretty good." Claire said lightly.
Regan, who had been following Claire for so long, could not hear the dissatisfaction in his tone, so he immediately suggested. "Master, should we send someone to stop him?"
Claire waved his hand, "No, preaching is the bounden duty of priests like them and is protected by the law. If we stop it, we will give the other party a clue. Even if it is serious, they can start a crusade against me directly."
"Sorry, I didn't think about it that much." Regan slapped his mouth, almost putting his young master in danger.
Claire thought for a while and then said, "Send someone to maintain order..."
Regan was a little confused and asked, "Why do we still need to help him?"
"It's not a gang. It's strictly in accordance with the laws of the country. You are just doing things impartially."
After Claire pointed out the topic, Regan's eyes lit up, "I understand. According to national laws, gatherings of more than fifty people must be reported to the local government to avoid public crises. They did not report to us this time. We are just for the safety of the onlookers, right."
Claire smiled slightly and nodded, "Go ahead and do it."
On the other side, Randolph looked at the evacuated crowd, with a strange light shining in his eyes, and his whole aura became depressed.
Then he ordered the priests below to act separately. Each person was responsible for a place, which could add up to one or two hundred people.
These priests who came from the royal capital were all really good. They were much more powerful than the priest Oma who had stayed in Nafu City for decades. They also had a profound understanding of the scriptures in the sacred scriptures they talked about. Coupled with the Divine Arts of their lineage who could soothe and sublimate people's hearts, the people below were fascinated by it, and the number of people unconsciously increased.
This time Regan didn't send anyone to stop them. There were reasons to evacuate the crowd before, but if we try to stop them in this situation now, it will highlight and intensify the contradiction.
"Xixixi! Lili!"
When everyone was listening with enthusiasm, the sky was suddenly shrouded in dark clouds, and heavy rain suddenly fell!
The eyes of Randolph on the podium changed slightly, and the believers below also hid in a nearby building because of the rain.
In the end, Randolph moved the location to the church, but the church was still small after all, and could only accommodate about a hundred people. However, even so, there were still many believers gathered in the church and continued to listen to Randolph's story.
This preaching continued until dusk. The people below were a little dissatisfied and wanted to continue listening. They did not get up and leave until Randolph stood up and said it was over.
When Randolph was about to leave, Claire walked up from the crowd, with a vague smile on his face, "Bishop Randolph is worthy of being an elite from Holy See. When he first came to Nafu City, he was so anxious to start preaching, and his words were so easy to attract so many believers. I am very inspired listening to it below."
Randolph stopped what he was doing and looked at Claire with a calm face. If it hadn't been for the heavy rain just now, there would have been more believers down there, and his first missionary wouldn't have been so sloppy and embarrassing. But even so, his face still looked calm. He had already expected this situation before coming, but it was more serious than he imagined.
Randolph also had a smile on his face and responded, "I didn't expect that Lord Viscount is actually interested in the teachings I teach. If you are interested, I hope to have an in-depth exchange with you."
Claire smiled and said, "There are many things in the city, so let's look for another opportunity."
After saying this, the two just looked at each other without speaking.
In the end, Claire shrugged, with a smile on his face, "I wish the bishop a smooth journey on his missionary journey."
"I'll lend you some good words!"