“Coupled with her appearance, background and personality, she is indeed the best candidate for marriage between the royal family and the nobles.
“However, her continuous purchase of magical items does not look like her wealth is only a few hundred thousand pounds. If she can be reimbursed, I want to fight for it.”
As his thoughts flashed, Klein responded to Congressman Macht’s reminder with a smile:
“I have heard various rumors about Miss Audrey before, but today I discovered that they are not too exaggerated.
“It’s a pity that I am not a prince, nor the heir to the title of Duke, Marquis, Earl and Viscount. Otherwise, I could also be her suitor.”
He implicitly expressed that he knew his identity and status.
Congressman Macht did not continue this topic, and instead introduced some of the guests he knew to Dwayne Dantès, truly taking him into the upper class society. Of course, the biggest help in this matter was the Church of the Night. Without them, they would not be able to help. At this charity gala held by the scholarship fund, Macht could not bring Dwayne Dantès directly in front of those noble people.
The Marquis of Rocente, the Count of Gros, and the Viscount of Loveland, each of the noble believers of the goddess, exchanged a few words with Dwayne Dantès, and their attitudes were quite warm.
Before Macht finished his introduction, an old man came in at the door.
He wore a black and red clergy robe, and wore five dark holy symbols on his chest. His face was clean, without a beard, and his eyes were deep, dark and quiet.
Everyone, including Earl Hall, turned to face the old man and saluted respectfully:
“Good evening, Your Excellency Saint Anthony.”
This old man is none other than Saint Anthony Stevenson, one of the thirteen archbishops of the Church of the Night.
He is the head of the Backlund Diocese, a true high-level member of the church.
As soon as Klein saw the archbishop, his body and mind began to tremble involuntarily. It was difficult to contain and conceal it, as if he had returned to his youth, walking on a country path where there were no streetlights and occasional graves.
He glanced around and saw that none of the other guests had such a strong reaction. He immediately understood that the “fear” brought by Saint Anthony was that the stronger the spirituality, the clearer the feelings. He hurriedly meditated and tried to restrain himself.
When he initially controlled his trembling, Saint Anthony smiled, looked around, tapped his chest four times clockwise and said:
“Praise the goddess.”
“Praise the goddess.” Guests attending the charity gala responded one after another.
With the arrival of the Archbishop, Councilor Macht stopped introducing the remaining guests to Klein as the party had officially begun.
As usual, everyone sat in their seats and prayed devoutly to the goddess for three minutes. Then, the church choir walked to the front of the shrine and praised the goddes