After Maxing out all Classes

Chapter 642: I want to invest in your company

Robb smiled without saying a word.
How could selling it to the queen be the same as selling it to the Church of Darkness?

By comparison, the queen represented a serious kingdom.
Officially, it was a dignified business for the queen to buy Robb’s warships.

The Church of Darkness was just a small organization in this kingdom.
Selling a warship to the Church of Darkness was like providing weapons to an organization.

He shook his head with a smile, and then continued to look at the cardinal with the same eyes as before.
After a few seconds, Robb suddenly said, “Sell you weapons, so that you can kill me with it?”

The cardinal was stunned for a moment, and then he immediately came to his senses.
He shook his head and said, “how is that possible? Our Church of Darkness has always been friendly to Godfather, and has no intention to harm you at all.”
 

Robb squinted at him and said, “really? Even if I made the new Church of Light?”

“The Church of Darkness and the Church of Light are different.
Look, we get along well with the people of the forest and the people of the desert.
We have never tried to harm them.
We are a kind and friendly church.”

Shouldn’t you at least hesitate…

In fact, Robb really wanted to spit it out directly, but he didn't like to make trouble by force.
Since the other party didn't intend to break up with him, he didn't want to force the other party to break up with him either.
That was not the lazy way.

He just continued to smile and shook his head.
“Anyway, I won't sell it!”
 

He wanted to say more, but at this time, a cat at the door of the chapel suddenly poked its head and saw many people sitting in the yard, including a cardinal.
He was frightened and quickly shrank his head, trying to retreat.

However, at this time, Robb was in a state of “I don't want to talk.” he needed to find something else to distract him.
When he saw the man show up, he immediately said, “Elsie, call that man over.”

Elsie replied and soon brought the man over.

Robb looked at the cat up and down carefully.
It’s a spotted cat with a pair of sharp ears and a pair of very ordinary cotton clothes.
His clothes were not very new or old, not like the kind for poor people, but not the kind for rich or average cat folk either.

When he stood in front of Robb, he bowed and said in a low voice, “good evening, Godfather.” then he quickly bowed to the other man beside him.
He was so humble that he couldn't even recognize that the man in front of him was a cardinal.
He only knew that he was a big shot, so he said, “Hello, sir.”
 

This call made the cardinal feel like he was in a lower position.
The cardinal was at a loss whether to cry or to laugh, but he also smiled at the cat folk.
“Hello!”

Robb smiled and said, “you seem to have something you want to tell me.
Why were you leaving right after you poked your head?”

The cat folk said awkwardly, “I saw that you seem to be very busy…”

“It's okay.
I'm not very busy,” Robb turned to the cardinal and said, “right?”

The cardinal had no choice but to say, “Yes.
What do you want to say first?”

The cat finally plucked up the courage to pull out a thick stack of paper from his arms and placed it on the table in front of Robb.
“Godfather, I drew a manhua, but…
I…
I don't have money to print it into a book, and only the original draft is here.
I…
I want you to sponsor this manhua for me.
You can take half of the money.
What do you think?”

“Eh?” Robb was happy to hear that.
“I see.”

The cat man, “I promise that this manhua is very interesting.”

Hearing this, the cardinal beside him couldn't help feeling bitter.
Oh, my God! I'm here to talk about warship business.
Why did you come here to hand him a painting? He was so angry that he wanted to jump up and beat the cat.
But he had to pretend to be kind and gentle, unable to lose his temper.

Robb said, “well, let me have a look at this manhua first.
If it looks good, I can consider throwing some money to help you out.”

He picked up the stack of paper on the table and saw the cover, which read: “The Cat Priest.”.

The name of the book was interesting, which cheered Robb up.
He opened the book and found it was a story about a cat man.
His variety was of a leopard cat, the strongest of the cat race.
His parents died when he was a child, and he had a very difficult life.
Fortunately, he was taken care of by a dark nun.
As he grew up, he had learned a lot from the Dark Bible.

When the cat grew up, it became a priest of the Church of Darkness.

He usually wore the priest robe to do good deeds, spread the teachings and help the poor.
But when bad guys bullied the innocent, he would exert the fighting power of the leopard cat race to severely punish the bad guy.

Every time a bad person was knocked down, when others asked his name, he would say coolly, “I'm a dark priest.
Darkness only needs to stand at the back of the world, and no name is needed!”

Then he would leave smartly and hide in the darkness.

“Wow, this manhua is awesome,” Robb said with a smile.
“It's great.”

“Well, do you like it?” the cat was overjoyed.
“Can you offer me money to print it?”

Robb was about to say yes, but the cardinal beside him suddenly said, “how can you bother Godfather to do this? Our Church of Darkness will invest in this manhua.
I'll print ten thousand, no, fifty thousand copies for you.
We should sell it all over every city and village in the kingdom.”

The cat was overjoyed.

Robb couldn't help laughing.
Well, are you going to send this manhua as a publicity stunt of the Church of Darkness? Interesting! It's up to you.
Anyway, I think it's interesting.

After a while, the two of them reached an agreement and headed for the printing factory.

The cardinal didn't want to talk about the warship anymore.
It seemed that he also knew that he couldn't talk with Robb right now, so he simply gave up and went to give the Church of Darkness more publicity.
Someone in a high position like him was very smart.
He had already seen that if he wanted to develop followers in Westwind city, he had to follow the rules here.

Robb heard him say to the cat from a distance, “can you add some words to this so that the cat priest can recite a few words of our Dark Bible?”

The cat man whispered, “of course you can…”

After watching them disappear in the distance, Robb turned around and said to Elsie, “Oh, I almost forget one thing.
Now only the rich can afford our books.
The poor can't afford them at all.
It's time…
To set up a publishing house.”

Elsie, “What do you mean?”

Robb smiled and said, “It's a company that makes books affordable to the poor.”