The Last Frontier of Fire and Sword

go to church? Cheerchen didn't expect that the first thing he did when he woke up turned out to be the church. Could it be that today is Sunday? But Uncle Pedro clearly said that he had been in a coma for three days, so today is also Friday.

　　 "Why go to church?" Cheerchen asked puzzledly.

　　 "Go and ask the priest to remove the evil for you. Recently, you have been stained with unclean things." Speaking of the reason for going to church, Pidro is rarely serious.

　　 Pidro hadn't thought about this level before, but through Ruth's reminder the day before yesterday, Pidro realized that since his nephew came to the Republic with him, his luck has indeed been bad. At the beginning, he was kidnapped by robbers, and then he went into the city and his face was swollen. Isn't this cursed? What is it? Therefore, Pidro decided to go to the monastery to have a mass and receive the baptism of holy water when Cheerchen woke up.

　　 For this, he also specially asked Bishop Kisher. The bishop happily agreed, telling Pidro that he could come to him at any time.

　　 After listening to his uncle's explanation, Cheor Chen was a little bit dumbfounded. According to Pedro, he should have been taken care of by God. Every time you encounter a danger, you can turn the bad into the good. Even this time, although he was knocked out by Bao Geng (he didn't know that Bao Geng was Bao Hong's pseudonym), Bao Geng put himself behind the breast wall and did not let himself face the explosion.

　　 He tried hard to convince Pidro that he was not contaminated with unclean things, but the old mercenary still insisted on taking Cheerchen to the church with the attitude of believing that he had nothing but being untrustworthy.

　　 Tetsuchen, but his uncle, had to promise Pietro to go to church after dinner. Seeing that he had finally convinced Cheerchen, Pidro opened up for lunch with an open eyebrow. He turned around and ran to open the door, and ordered the servant outside the door to bring lunch.

　　 Lunch is very rich. There are bread, vegetable soup, sausage, and wine. It can be seen that after Pidro became a lieutenant, his salary has risen.

　　Pidro took two glasses, first poured a glass of wine for Cheerchen, the wine was not full, only half of the amount; then he poured himself another glass.

　　 "Congratulations on your recovery, my nephew."

　　 "I wish you good health, my uncle."

　　 The two drank the wine in the glass, then picked up the knife and fork and began to eat lunch.

　　 After a while, the food on the plate was swept clean. Pidro ordered the servant to take a set of clean white shirts and coats for Cheerchen to put on. After Cheerchen was neatly dressed, he went downstairs and rode out.

　　 On the way to the church, Cheerchen found that there were more people sleeping on the street. The luggage of these people is at best a small package. Some people only wrapped a piece of sackcloth and shivered in the cold snow.

"These are people from villages near Smolensk. Tsarist Russian soldiers burned down their houses, plundered their winter food, and drove them into the city. Those who have relatives and friends in the city are okay, You can lodge; these people who have no way can only sleep on the streets. In such a cold day, several people will freeze to death every day."

　　 At the moment, Pidro explained to Cheorchen.

　　 Looking at these poor people, Cheerchen couldn't help feeling grief.

　　 "Then why is City Lord Feodor not afraid that people will go out of the city to destroy the enemies who invaded the village chief?" Cheerchen asked puzzledly.

　　Pidro smiled bitterly and shook his head, without answering the question. In fact, Pidro had a clear understanding of the tactics of Feodor and Franco after becoming a lieutenant. They plan to use the fortified city of Smolensk to defend themselves in order to wait for the end of the Polish rebellion in Ukraine or the reinforcements from Lithuania. At this time, of course they will not waste precious troops on defending the village chief.

　　 But these esoteric military and political matters are still incomprehensible to the young nephew now. Even if he explained it by himself, he might not understand it either.

　　 Seeing that Pidro didn't answer, Cheerchen also consciously didn't ask any more. After experiencing so much, Cheerchen has matured and is no longer the original silly boy.

　　 The two continue to walk side by side. At this time, Cheer Chen suddenly discovered that among the refugees in front, there was a familiar gray figure. Because other people are sitting or squatting, only he is standing, so he is particularly conspicuous.

　　 When he got closer, Cheerchen could see that the figure was Father Spasokuktsky.

　　 "Hello, priest." Cheerchen leaned forward and asked for peace.

　　 Father Spaso Kukecki turned around, holding a large piece of brown bread and a knife in his hand. He also recognized Cheerchen.

　　 "Hello, child."

　　 "What are you doing, Father." Cheerchen asked.

"I'm distributing bread to these poor people. They haven't eaten for several days. As a servant of God, how can I be indifferent to the suffering of these people." Father Spasokuktsky gestured. Said with the brown bread and the knife in his hand.

　　 "You are such a kind person." Cheerchen praised.

　　At the same time, he reached into his pocket and prepared to give some money to Father Spasokuktsky. But as soon as he put his hand in the bag, he remembered that he was wearing a piece of laundry today, and his pocket was empty. So he had no choice but to sign Uncle Piedro with his eyes, and wanted him to come up with some money.

　　 But Pedro was pretending to be ignorant of Cheorchen's suggestion. UU reading www.uukanshu.com waited until Cheorchen looked at him for the third time, and Pidro reluctantly found a Taylor.

　　 No way, Cheerchen had to pass this Taylor to Father Spaso Kukecki.

　　 "Beloved priest, please accept this from the heart of God's servant."

　　 "God will bless your child, and I will pray for you." Father Spaso Kukecki said after taking Taylor, his hands clasped together.

　　 Saying goodbye to Father Spaso Kukecki, the two horses turned a street before Cheerchen complained about Uncle Pidro’s stinginess.

　　 "Dear uncle, it's just a Taylor. You want me to beckon you for so long."

But Pedro is also quite reasonable. In his opinion, even if the city owner opens the warehouse, it is a drop in the bucket for so many refugees outside the city. Moreover, he is a mercenary and is a work of doing things with money. There is no reason to pay for yourself. Help these people. After all, it's stingy.

"But Father Spaso Kukecki promised to pray for me. Didn't you say that I had bad luck recently and I was surrounded by evil spirits? The priest is a highly respected person. He used to be in charge of a parish in Riga." Had to persuade his uncle from another aspect.

　　 "Why didn't you say it earlier!" After listening to Cheechen's words, Pidro became excited. He did not expect that the middle-aged priest in coarse cloth was such a person. When he wanted to come to such a priest, it was obviously supernatural, and if he was willing to pray for Chechen, he would certainly not be inferior to the priest in Smolensk.

　　 So, as soon as he pulled the rein, he was ready to go back. Cheerchen quickly grabbed him again.

　　 "It seems too utilitarian for you to go back now, and there is a church in front of you." Cheechchen snorted.

　　 In front of the two, the spire of the White Church was already in sight.