Chapter 242 Bishop Morgan: Call Your Parents Tomorrow_2

Moreover, the manner of death would undoubtedly be indescribably grim.

Even grimmer than a death strong enough to rival a thousand Bishop Radas.

An Su looked at the two with a face full of sympathy, already envisioning their bleak and desolate future.

This was the Imperial Capital, and even more so, the ancient and esteemed Church Nation, famous for gatherings of high society. Given Annand's and Marquis Norman's pride, it would be unthinkable for them to just accept in public Bishop Morgan's "personal" refund of the naked loan. They would probably need to pay off the debt on the spot, interests and all, and even donate a million or two to the Church in order to save face for their families.

Bishop Morgan's bloodless scheme of borrowing a knife to kill someone not only avoided dirtying his hands, but he even seemed to turn a profit. It appeared that being born in the Imperial Capital certainly had its advantages over a borderland birth.

And without having to lift a finger!