Ember Gun

  Chapter 414 Two Worlds

  Under the influence of official power, the Orthodox Church has covered the original beliefs of Galunaluo little by little. At first, the Iron Law Bureau and the choir felt that this would be a difficult process, but in response to the response, they were overly concerned.

  As long as there is a little benefit, people will easily abandon the original belief. It can be housing, food, or a meager income... In short, the influence of Orthodox Church is increasing day by day.

  There are also steadfast believers who reject all of this and cause disputes and conflicts due to the growing strength of Orthodoxy, but these will not affect the rise of Orthodoxy.

  Flyers printed with brief doctrines are flying all over the sky, and missionaries are looming among the crowd not far away.

  Hu Ao crouched down and picked up the flyer soaked in sea water.

He is a sailor with tanned skin and a strong body under his clothes. The fishing boat he works on is still docking and repairing. The bad-tempered captain rarely gives them these days of vacation, otherwise he has no time to slow down. Come down and pick up these strange leaflets.

  "Orthodox..."

  Hu Ao read the text on the flyer.

He has been studying for a few years and knows some words. In Hu Ao's original expectation, he wanted to be a teacher, but the poverty of his family did not allow him to finish the course. In order to make a living, he was a sailor when he was still young. Go out to sea with the boat.

  Fortunately, because of literacy, he was quite valued in the eyes of the grumpy captain. Although that guy scolded all day long, the captain had a little respect for these things.

   "What is this?"

  Hu Ao was reading those difficult doctrines. He was just literate. He couldn't understand this complicated doctrine. He turned the flyer over. Some words caught his attention.

  "Church courses, faith subsidies, regular sacraments..."

  Hu Ao was attracted by these words. Unlike the incomprehensible doctrine, the content of these words is too simple.

   is full of welfare policies of the Orthodox Church, which are said to be welfare, but in fact there are few useful things. Many citizens don’t care about these things. Everyone just glanced at them, then laughed disdainfully, and then threw away the flyers.

Some of the welfare policies of the Evangelical Church are far better than those of the Orthodox Church. During this long development, they have deeply plunged into the soil of Gallunalo, and many powerful monastic churches have developed among them. Get up, these things of the Orthodox Church are like sending out beggars.

  Ke Huao did not throw away the flyer like others did. He gripped the damp paper tightly and was deeply attracted by the content.

Hu Ao is almost twenty-six years old this year. Unknowingly, he has spent almost ten years at sea. He knows that the money he has saved over the years is not enough for him to lead a superior life. , Let alone buying a house that can accommodate you.

  Thinking about this, he walked to the not far step and sat down.

Hu Ao has read books. Compared with other sailors, he has a slightly different view of life. He is very clear that his current efforts will not change anything at all. Some are just simple to survive. He doesn't even dare. When I went to talk to the lady at the roadside flower shop, she would smile at herself every time she passed by.

  He is very aware of his plight, but he is unable to change it.

This is probably the most desperate time in life. Sometimes Hu Ao wants to indulge like other sailors, but he is not reconciled to fall completely. He still has some expectations for a better life in the future, but this hope is again. So slim.

  But it seems a little different now.

  Hu Ao looked at the words on the flyer, the last line of writing made his heart beat slightly.

  "No proof is required, no matter how high or low the status is..."

  In the long years, the faith of the Gospel Church has undergone a slight qualitative change in the land of Galunaro. Although it has not been clearly expressed, this has become everyone’s consensus and has become accustomed to it.

He allowed the people to believe in them, but he divided the believers into a vague class. Some people said that this place is like the holy evangelical papal kingdom. I don’t know when "believers" have become another form of "nobles", but There is no overly obvious distinction.

People like Hu Ao are not destined to be optimistic. He can pray, but he can get nothing but inner comfort from prayer, not to mention the things that the gospel church opens up. He still remembers children. In times, one of his playmates wanted to be a priest, and when he saw him again, he sat alone on the roadside steps with a lonely expression.

Hu Ao carefully calculated these benefits of Orthodox Church. As long as he chooses to believe in them, Hu Ao can save a lot of money during the time when he is docked. He does not care whether the food is good. It was bad, he had eaten worse things at sea.

  Unknowingly, Hu Ao had been completely moved. He looked for the address anxiously, but the part was soaked in sea water, and the handwriting was twisted together, making it impossible to see clearly.

   "Where! Where!"

  Huao clutched the flyer and muttered to himself anxiously.

   He lowered his head and walked quickly along the side of the road. He remembered that there were a lot of flyers here just now, but now they are all gone.

Thinking about this, he saw the familiar paper in the corner of his sight. Hu Ao directly bent his knees to get the flyer, but then stepped on it with one foot. To Huo's own profile.

Hu Ao slowly raised his head. It was a man. He was neatly dressed, with a silver cross hanging from his neck, and a golden bracelet in his arms. His hands were full of flyers, and they were twisted into a ball.

  The man looked at Hu Ao. For some reason, Hu Ao was stinged by his gaze.

  The man didn't say much, he just laughed with a little unknown meaning, he moved his feet away, walked to the trash can on the side, and threw the flyers in his hands.

  The two did not say a word during the whole process. There was no communication between Hu Ao and the man. But for some reason, Hu Ao felt that he was vaguely stinged.

  He picked up the flyer and walked to the corner of the street in despair.

  He has seen such gazes, and he has seen it many times. Sometimes those bad people will use their identity to ridicule themselves. At that time, he thought it was nothing. After all, he was used to it, but this time the man didn't say anything.

  For a moment, Hu Ao hoped that the man would say something, whether it was ridiculing himself or ridiculing himself, at least saying something.

  But he didn't say anything, as if he didn't exist and was not worthy of being laughed at.

  This is a very strange emotion. Hu Ao doesn't know how to describe it. Although it is a literacy, there are still too many things that the teacher has not had time to teach him.

He was wearing dirty clothes and a lingering fishy smell on his body. Hu Ao scrubbed himself vigorously every time he reached the shore, but he could always smell a little peculiar smell, as if the **** smell was like It penetrated into his body like a sharp knife, like a brand, and he couldn't get rid of it for the rest of his life.

Hu Ao didn't want to stay here anymore. He lowered his head slightly, not daring to look at anyone, but he could feel the line of sight. It seemed that everyone was looking at himself with the eyes of a man just now.

  He ran wildly.

  Hu Ao rushed back to the pier, he embraced the smelly sea breeze again, and merged with it.

  I don’t know how long it took before he slowly raised his head and looked at the world again. The wharf was still busy, and the sailors went up and down, carrying goods, as if tirelessly.

  Hu Ao suddenly felt that everyone was sober, and everyone knew that this was just endless exhaustion, but everyone couldn't do anything, and finally became numb.

  The melodious whistle sounded, and the creations of human industry slowly entered the port. Hu Ao on the dock only felt that the sky was darkening, and the huge shadow of raising his head slightly covered his body.

  He recognized the handwriting on the cruise ship.

  White tide number.

  Huao remembered this cruise ship. Some sailors who had the honor to board that ship said that it was a heaven on the sea, with luxurious food and drinks, and comfortable soft beds...

  The long ladder was lowered, and Hu Ao saw the people walking out of it. Each of them was full of confidence. They looked completely different from him, and looked envious of him.

  There were some special guys in the crowd. They carried boxes after one, which seemed to be suitcases for the piano. They talked and laughed all the way, and the orchestra quickly left Hu Ao's vision.

   is obviously very close, but Hu Ao feels that he is separated from them by a whole world.

  ……

  "It's been a long time...Galunaro."

  Going down the long ladder, Lorenzo stopped.

  The noon sun made him unable to open his eyes. He raised his head and squinted his eyes to observe this familiar city.

  "It was here a few years ago. I robbed a cargo ship and tried to return to Inverweg, but it was stopped before I sailed out of Gallunaro."

  Seeing the familiar scenery, Lorenzo couldn't help talking about the past.

"and then?"

   asked Eve, she, like everyone else, put on the Inervig Royal Orchestra uniform, with a violin case in her hand.

  She was very curious about Lorenzo's adventures, and asked after Lorenzo.

  "Then? Then I snatched their boat over, let alone, it was driving much faster than the fishing boat."

  Lorenzo missed it.

  Eve was taken aback for a moment, but then I thought about it.

   "So you are like that, brought Seleu back?"

   "Almost, yes, I almost forgot, you should have met her, right?" Lorenzo said.

   "Of course, after all, I also want to inherit the title in the future, there will always be a chance to meet." Eve replied.

  "Galunalo! Gallunalo!"

  The voice of joy came from the front, as excited as a child seeing new things, but the person making the sound is not a child anymore.

   "Why is he so happy?" Lorenzo couldn't help frowning.

   "Head of Lennett has always hoped to convey his music to the whole world. He applied for the tour a long time ago, but it was only recently approved. Gallunaro will be his first stop on the tour."

  Hibald explained behind him.

   "That is to say, North Dro paid for the entire tour?" Lorenzo raised his eyebrows, which was a big deal.

   "At the moment, yes, but the orchestra will also use this to help promote North Dro, which is also a kind of cooperation."

   "It always feels like Nordro has lost." Lorenzo said.

   "Galunaro!"

  Another joyous voice sounded, but this time from behind.

  Kestal looked around, his face could not contain the excitement.

   "Oh oh oh! This is the port of Maruri! It's so big!"

  He seems to have really come to travel.

  Kestrel’s excitement is indeed understandable. After all, after living so much, he has never left Inervig to see the scenery of another country.

   "Indeed, I remember that this was a naval base, Maruli was expanded on this basis. Would you like to go for the whole souvenir?"

  Herkeley’s voice sounded, and it seemed that there was more than one passenger Kestrel.

  Since getting off the boat, Hercules has no pain in her waist and her legs. Her whole body is reborn, and her spirits are not good enough.

  Although you are participating in a dangerous job, you don’t need to put too much pressure on yourself.

   "Do you want to act directly next?"

  Aileen in the middle of the crowd asked, in order not to be found, she did a little disguise, and at the same time put on the costume of the orchestra.

It seems that North Deloi has really given a large sum of money to Captain Lennet. He has no opinion at all about adding more people to the team. In order to find suitable clothes for Irene, he has taken it off from a member of the team. clothing.

   "No, follow the orchestra, we are now musicians."

  Lorenzo reminded.

This is their disguised identity. According to the expected idea, after Lorenzo settles everything, everyone will pretend that nothing happened and leave with the orchestra, but this is only expected, after all, in Lorenzo In the expectation, there is no choir.

   "Here! Here!"

  Lennet waved and shouted in front of him. The carriage had already been prepared on the street.

  This guy was so excited, he was dancing with his hands while walking, as if he was conducting a band, humming the melody of "Ode to Joy" in his mouth.

   "It looks like a really good city, but the hidden things in this beautiful place are not very reassuring."

  Herkery said, at the end of his line of sight, it was a line of docked warships.

  "Don't worry, those things are already memorials. I have been there once before, but there is actually nothing." Irene explained.

After the defeat, Gallunalo removed the weapons of these unserved warships and transformed them into a water memorial one after another. There were also people who worried that they were conserving force, but with the development of steam technology, these warships have long been Be behind the times.

   "Is that so? It's not bad to go and see, I haven't been on a battleship yet." Hercule said.

   "Okay, stop talking, we should go now."

   said Lorenzo in front of him, but he said so, but he didn't mean to move at all.

  Lorenzo looked at the black shadow rising with the wind, and quickly grabbed it as he passed by.

  It was a leaflet with the brief doctrines of Orthodoxy, the meeting place, and the accession of the pope...

  (End of this chapter)