My Dungeon Life: Rise of the Slave Harem
Chapter 1694
“This… is… UNACCEPTABLE!” Anne shouted.
I stuck a finger in my ear. She could throw out a high note, especially when she was having a tantrum.
“You said that you wanted a church. It’s not bad, is it?”
“That’s not the problem!”
After being relentlessly teased by those old ladies, I found it easier to tear myself away from my daughter for a bit, but after coming out, I felt immediate regret. I knew that this was going to happen, but I still didn’t want to deal with the raging Anne.
One of the nice things about Chalm was that it had already been an established city under Lord Karr. It had an adventuring guild, a travel guild, an alchemy shop, and all of that stuff. Some of the buildings were distributed freely for those who had the skills, while others were reclaimed by the decedents of the original owner. One building that had yet to be reclaimed was the church.
It wasn’t as large as the palace, but such a desire was something I planned to ignore anyway. However, it was a pretty large cathedral, and while it was worn down a bit and needed refurbishing, that was for them to worry about. If they wanted to expand on this building, they could use their own money to do so. Giving them this much was already too much.
However, there was one thing that I hadn’t expected when I arrived. A familiar face had appeared, the former receptionist from the adventuring guild. She looked much happier since she had left the guild. She wore her animal ears up, even tying a ribbon around one ear. It was pretty cute. She also seemed to get along well with the children. Given her typically bad attitude in the guild, I was a bit surprised by that.
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That last time I had spoken to her, she said she had started working for the orphanage, but I had nearly forgotten. I also hadn’t realized that the orphanage had set itself up in the former church. Of course, they hadn’t had any money to fix it up, so it was a rather pitiful orphanage. Had I known it looked like this, I would have made sure more coins fell their way.
“Are you really unhappy that you must share the church with an orphanage? I thought that you would like the presence of the children. Don’t they honor the daughter or whatever…”
The secretary gasped, and various children moved around and hugged her, giving Anne fearful looks.
She shot me a scathing look. “You know perfectly well that the orphans are not the problem. What is she doing here?”
“Hello, sister. It’s been some time.” Mary smiled gently, giving a respectful bow.
“Who’s your sister?” Anne shouted back her eyes falling on Mary’s chest, which swayed a lot when she lowered her back.
They garnered so much attention even some of the young boys couldn’t help but stare, only for the former secretary to quickly cover their eyes with her hand.
“Since Lord Deekson has granted each of us half of the church, then in the future, please take care of me.” Mary seemed unphased.
“Take care of those floppy cow udders!”