Chapter 28 Big Shot

Lumian put down his wine glass and said with a smile in Intis with an accent from the Easton province: "I just arrived in Trier two days ago, and I came to Lavigne with the intention of finding a job."

Thanks to Aurore's teachings, his normal speech does not have the accent of the Liège area in the province of Leiston, but more like the Trier people. However, he has lived in the village of Kordu for nearly six years and learned His ability, imitation ability and action ability are all very strong, and dialects are not difficult for him at all.

The bartender with heavy bags under his eyes, as if he hadn't had a good rest, glanced left and right, and said cautiously: "That's the big shot from the sea: Flame Daniz."

"I've never heard of it." Lumian said bluntly.

The bartender coughed and reminded Lumian to pay attention to his tone and attitude: "Then have you heard of the six pirate kings and nine pirate generals?"

"I heard a little bit." Lumian was quite honest.

His impressions of pirate kings and pirate generals came from newspapers and various novels that published anecdotes.

I knew that Gehrman Sparrow had hunted some people, and I knew that the great adventurer's servant, Dubois, had served as a pirate on Vice Admiral Iceberg's ship.

The Disease Girl, also known as the Disease Lieutenant, and the Pirate Generals, change relatively frequently, while the Pirate Kings are relatively stable. Some of them have been famous for so long that no one remembers how old they are.

Seeing that the other party was not completely ignorant, the bartender secretly breathed a sigh of relief: "Those were once pirates and are recognized as stronger than all pirate generals, second only to the six pirate kings."

It was indeed quite powerful. Lumian couldn't tell what the order of those pirate generals and pirate kings were?

But from the fact that they can survive the official suppression and survive to this day without keeping a low profile, it can be seen that they are definitely not weak.

That Flame Danitz ranks seventh among pirates, almost a quasi-pirate king, so one can imagine his strength.

Must be extremely powerful, saint? If he were a saint, all pirate kings must be the same, not so many, the most powerful ones in Sequence 5.

Lumian keenly grasped the word the bartender said: once.

"Yes, once, but now he is neither a pirate nor a treasure hunter. Look, there is no wanted poster for him posted on the wall." The bartender pointed around.

But with my wanted poster, fortunately, the reward amount is relatively low, and it is in the corner, so there is not much attention.

Lumian asked with confusion and curiosity: "You said you don't have to be a pirate if you don't want to be a pirate, and the officials were very cooperative and canceled his wanted order?"

"Is this a surrender to a country or a righteous church?"

The bartender's voice became even lower: "He is now a member of the Church of Fools and a messenger of the god."

"Mr. Fool's divine envoy? Maybe, the only divine envoy?" Lumian was quite stunned.

The bartender thought he didn't know about the Church of Fools, so he simply explained in two sentences: "That is a god recognized by all the orthodox churches."

Haha, how could a god give himself such a name?

"The Fool's belief is very popular at sea. Many merchants and sailors believe it. They even raised their own money to build a Fool's Church in Lavini."

"Is the bishop of the church that divine envoy?" Lumian deliberately kept his voice very soft.

"No." The bartender shook his head.

But Flame Daniz often comes to Trier, and he likes it here very much. Well, he is an Intis person, and there is no Intis person who does not yearn for Trier.

Lumian was about to say something when the big man from the sea, the divine envoy of the Church of Fools, Blazing Danitz, finished drinking the remaining oatmeal beer, stood up, and walked towards the door of the Sea Breeze Bar.

Almost at the same time, the sailors who were playing cards, drinking, bragging, and making out with the street girls stood up in an unusually neat manner.

They did not make any noise, followed Lieyan Daniz in silence and order, and left the bar.

If he hadn't witnessed this scene, Lumian would never have been able to tell that all the sailors in the bar just now were the subordinates of Mr. Fool's envoy.

Flame Daniz, whose nickname is that he plays with fire, is he also on the hunter path?

Lumian drank Lielangqi and chatted with the bartender about the Church of the Fool: "What kind of god is that Fool?"

The bartender drew a triangle on his chest, shook his head and said, "I'm not his believer, how do I know?"

"Steam is on top." Lumian also drew a triangle on his chest.

The bartender looked at the much empty hall and said, "But the Church of the Fool is quite good. Even if you are just a homeless person, even if you do not believe in the Fool, you can still receive the Holy Communion when you enter their church."

"If you ask them for help, you can even get a dinner of meat and bread and a room to sleep in."

"Do I need to line up now?" Lumian asked with a smile.

The bartender shook his head again: "No, they can't go out of the church to preach and preach. Only the homeless people around them know where they can go for help, but they only go there once every once in a while, because the Church of Fools is more willing to give it to them. Introduction to work.”

After chatting for a while and understanding the time of the Bishop of the Church of Fools' sermon, Lumian drank the Lielangqi in his cup and took a careful look around the surrounding neighborhoods while it was still early.

He found many commanding heights, guarded by troops, and equipped with cannons and giant firearms that required water cooling.

The government is still not worried about sailors and businessmen who have worked part-time as pirates at the docks.

Lumian withdrew his gaze and entered the Church of the Fool before it turned dark.

The church was very plainly decorated, without gold foil or complicated mechanical systems. The most notable feature was the large number of windows.

Before night fell, there was no need to light candles or oil lamps. Like most religious places, there was a huge mural on the wall, but the colors were not warm enough and tended to be dim.

Lumian took a general look at the contents of the mural in the light of dusk and found that it mainly depicted a wilderness and humans struggling to move forward in the wilderness.

Some of those humans were extremely tall, like the giants in legends compared to others. Some had three eyes, some had no noses, and only two black holes were left, which made them closer to monsters than normal people.

The pain and despair on their faces were vivid, but there was a little light in their eyes.

Walking in front of these strange humans, there were many guides with fuller and more specific images.

Some of them had gray hair and carried two straight swords on their backs. Some carried deep blue hammers and emitted sun-like light. Some wore dark armor and had silver-gray curly hair.

Before these guides, there was a back figure, wearing a black windbreaker, a half-high silk hat, with a straight back and holding a lantern.

Before the back figure was a ball of light, the altar of the Fool's Church, a silver-white holy microcosm, shining brightly under the sunlight from high above.

Lumian turned his eyes to the few stained glass windows, which were shaped with a more exaggerated style of expression, one angel after another, one saint after another. Some of them had appeared in the murals, and some had not. Those with wings and halos were angels, and those with only halos were saints.

After carefully turning around and observing for more than half an hour, Lumian found a seat and sat down, waiting for the sermon at six o'clock in the evening.

As time went by, many people entered the church. Some of them were dressed as businessmen, some were typical sailors, some were dock workers who had just finished a day of hard work, and some seemed to be streetwalkers.

Amid the ringing of the bells, the candlelight lit up, and the bishop came to the side of the altar.

His hair was golden, as were his eyes. He was about 2.56 meters tall, wearing a specially made black windbreaker and a half-high silk hat. He did not look like a clergyman at all.

After a slight adjustment, the rough-looking bishop put his hand on his chest and shouted in a loud voice: "Praise the Fool."

"Praise the Fool." The believers present responded with the same action, and Lumian was very sociable.

The bishop then opened the black-and-silver scripture in his hand and said in a voice that could resonate in the church hall: "My Lord calls himself the Fool. In the past, present, and future, he is the great ruler of the spiritual world, the Yellow and Black King who controls good luck, and the beacon of every living being's pursuit of eternity."

"He is merciful, he is kind, he is the savior of this world, and he lets us refer to him instead of her."

"My Lord resides above the real and spiritual worlds, and his mercy is spread all over heaven and earth. There are eight angels standing beside his seat."

"The Mercury Angel is the embodiment of fate and the most beloved angel of my Lord: the Angel of Death is the existence that has followed my Lord the longest and is the archon of the underworld."

"The Angel of Redemption is the horn of my Lord, who once incarnated as German Sparrow to convey his oracle."

"The Angel of Life is the crystallization of wisdom and the indelible spirituality in everyone's body. Angels are symbols of fate and come from that stable fortress."

German Sparrow? That great adventurer is Mr. Fool's angel? Lumian was shocked and stunned.

The giant bishop continued: "Next to the Lord's throne is the Angel of Punishment. She is the Lord's thunder, the Lord's wrath, the Lord's palm, and the judge and purifier of all the fallen and unclean."

"Next to the Angel of Punishment is the Angel of the Holy Spirit. She is the king of all spirits and governs the spiritual world on behalf of my Lord. Opposite to them are the Angel of Time and the Angel of Stars."

"The Angel of Time is an angel from ancient times. It finally surrendered to my Lord and struck the bell of heaven for him."

"The Angel of Stars is a witness, a recorder, and the eyes and ears of my Lord."

Lumian listened very seriously and couldn't believe it. There were eight angels next to Mr. Fool's throne. Isn't this too terrifying? This is really not much different from the Orthodox Church.

Suddenly, he heard Thermiporos's voice, "Do you want to believe it?"

"Why not?" Lumian asked in a very low voice, as if he was reciting the words of the Holy Scripture.

Even if there are exaggerations in the Holy Scripture of the Church of Fools, the Holy Scripture of every Orthodox Church is like this. After removing the water, it must be amazing.

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