After a mont of shock, Christine quickly realized that this was the best arrangent.
She is a key figure linked to the miracle’s descent and will undoubtedly be active from Val City State to the Hansa Region.
Although the internal procedures of the Divine Court haven’t been completed, her permanent assignnt won’t change.
Roland traded naming rights for three High tier Sanctuaries, and Cardinal Iga counted her, soone already ant to be there, as part of the deal, so only two more Sanctuaries need to be sent.
If you can’t negotiate the price, you discount in personnel arrangents. This adaptability truly befits a Cardinal.
Christine reacted and accepted the arrangent without a hint of hesitation.
"At your command."
Roland realized this too, but he wouldn’t object.
The Divine Court of Light has its ard forces, the Temple Warriors, and the middle to senior officers leading the Temple Warriors are terd the Holy Hall of Light, with the High tier Sanctuary commanding the Hall.
High tier Sanctuaries are brave, fearless, and master various military skills, making them excellent generals.
As long as he’s titled Knight of Light, their loyalty is unquestionable.
Roland really wanted to replace Christine, who had a bias against him, but Cardinal Iga had spoken, so there was no need to make a fuss over such a small matter.
After all, Christine is a young girl, directly disrespecting her would make another enemy.
Seeing Roland stay silent, Iga thought he doubted Christine’s military capabilities and laughed to explain:
"Roland, Christine ranks second in the High tier Sanctuary. If not for her pleasant cooperation experience with you, I’d be reluctant to let her go."
Pleasant cooperation experience? You’re right, very pleasant indeed.
Roland resisted the urge to laugh.
Christine bit her lip and looked down.
After finalizing the cooperation details, Iga bestowed the Knight’s dal of Honor to Roland and engraved his title on its surface by hand.
This dal has an unusual composition, with no discernible material. Below was the Divine Court’s emblem, and above was a relief of the Goddess with arms spread wide, with a unique, simple beauty.
With cooperation settled, Roland warmly invited the two esteed guests to stay in the best guest room of the Governor’s Mansion, then returned to his own room.
Just entering the room, he saw Lisa idly flipping through a cookbook.
Seeing Roland return, she stood up swiftly and softly asked: "Did tonight’s guests rave about my dishes?"
Roland couldn’t help but tease while laughing: "I know you can cook well, but you shouldn’t be so confident. What if the guests don’t like it?"
"I know they did."
Lisa said confidently, "I’m not blindly confident. Just now, I felt that my dishes were recognized by an important figure, and the breakthrough is getting closer and closer."
Recognized by an important figure?
That’s right, Cardinal Iga holds a high rank in the Divine Court of Light, a strong contender for the next Pope, his power and position above a common Duke, indeed a heavyweight.
These Extraordinary Abilities are quite handy.
To discern whether soone hidden is a heavyweight, just have Lisa cook a few dishes.
If they praise it after eating, they’re heavyweight; if not, they’re a minor character.
Roland laughed teasingly: "Then Sister Lisa will have to bother whenever important guests arrive."
"It’s not a bother, promotion naturally requires practice." Lisa said happily.
With miracles opening, Roland’s important guests would undoubtedly increase, so she would have more and more opportunities.
"Cardinal Iga praised your cooking endlessly; it seems the caliber of important diners at least needs Cardinals or Dukes."
"Eh? Not the Cardinal, I ant Christine."
"Ah?" This ti it was Roland’s turn to be surprised.
Lisa took out a delicate little booklet from her breast pocket and carefully opened it.
"Hey, the first page is you."
The front page of the booklet shows a cartoonish portrait of Roland giving a thumbs-up to praise the dishes.
"The second page is Sif."
Sif’s portrait is expressionless, but she extends her tongue to lick away the leftover sauce at the corner of her lips.
Though she never praised Lisa’s cooking as delicious, the body doesn’t lie; she acknowledges it.
Lisa sighed regrettably: "Only your evaluation of my cooking got five stars full score; Count Sif gave four stars, and Miss Christine three and a half."
"Such delicious food only gets four stars? That’s outrageous; make them change the rating."
It is commonly known that not giving full marks implies a negative review, which Roland could not tolerate.
This isn’t just a matter of pride; it relates to whether Lisa could get promoted quickly.
Seeing Roland was serious, Lisa quickly grabbed his sleeve and shook her head repeatedly.
"That can’t happen, only heartfelt acknowledgnt counts as a true evaluation. An influenced rating doesn’t count. Count Sif’s is easy to manage; invite her more tis, there will eventually be monts she’s satisfied, but unfortunately Christine is a candidate Saintess and can’t co often."
Roland was about to remind Lisa that there were plenty of opportunities for Christine to taste fine cuisine when Lisa’s eyes lit up.
"Roland, accompany to find fresh ingredients!"
"Now?" Roland reached for his pocket watch, nearly pulling out the gold one, then rembered it was given by Sif, hurrying to pull out Lisa’s silver watch instead.
The pocket watch needle pointed precisely at ten o’clock.
In tis without electricity, this was already late night.
Even if there was nightlife, it was inside palaces, not outdoors.
But Lisa didn’t care about any of this.
"So ingredients are only active at night!"
Facing a topic relating to a professional field, Roland wisely chose to remain silent.
Since Sister Lisa wants to go, even if the ingredients are on Blue Moon’s surface, he has to...
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