Chapter 294 Big Shot (asking for guaranteed monthly ticket at the beginning of the month) Lumian put down his glass and said with a smile in Intis with a Reston accent: "I just arrived in Trier two days ago. I came to Lavigny to find a job." Thanks to Aurore's teaching, his normal speech did not have the accent of the Liège area in Leiden Province, but instead sounded more like a Trier. However, he had lived in Cordu Village for nearly six years, and his learning ability, imitation ability and action ability were quite strong, so the dialect did not pose any difficulty to him at all. The bartender, who had bags under his eyes and looked like he hadn't gotten enough rest, glanced around and said cautiously: "That's the big guy from the sea, 'Flame' Danitz!" “Never heard of it.” Lumian was very straightforward. The bartender coughed and reminded Lumian to be careful with his tone and attitude: "Have you heard of the six pirate kings and nine pirate generals?" “I’ve heard a little bit.” Lumian was quite honest. His impressions of pirate kings and pirate generals all came from newspapers that published strange stories and various novels. He knew that German Sparrow had hunted some pirates, that the great adventurer's servant Dubois had once been a pirate on the ship of "Vice Admiral Iceberg", that the "Disease Girl" was also known as "Vice Admiral Disease", and that pirate generals changed relatively frequently, while pirate kings were relatively stable, and some of them had been famous for so long that no one could remember how many years they had been famous. Seeing that the other party was not completely ignorant, the bartender secretly breathed a sigh of relief: "He was once a pirate, and was recognized as being stronger than all the pirate generals, and second only to the six pirate kings."
They are indeed quite powerful... Lumian cannot tell the exact rank of those pirate generals and pirate kings, but the fact that they have survived the official crackdown and are not very low-key shows that they are definitely not weak. That “Flame” Danitz could be ranked seventh among the pirates, almost a quasi-pirate king. One can imagine how powerful he is, he must be extremely strong! Saint? If he is a saint, then all the pirate kings must be saints. There can’t be that many… the most powerful ones among the Sequence 5? Lumian keenly grasped the word the bartender said: "once?" "Yes, he used to be. Now he's not a pirate, nor a treasure hunter. Look, there's no wanted poster for him on the wall." The bartender pointed around. But there is a wanted poster for me... Fortunately, the reward is very low, and I am in a corner, so no one is paying attention to me... Lumian asked with confusion and curiosity: "He said he didn't want to be a pirate, so he didn't have to be a pirate anymore. The authorities even cooperated and rescinded the wanted order for him?" Is this a surrender to some country or some orthodox church? The bartender lowered his voice even more: "He is now a member of the Church of the Fool and a messenger of the god." Mr. Fool's divine messenger? Perhaps the only divine messenger? Lumian was quite stunned. The bartender thought he didn't know about the Church of Fools, so he gave a brief explanation: “That’s a god recognized by all orthodox churches. Haha, how could a god give himself such a name? "The belief of the Fool is very popular at sea. Many merchants and sailors believe in it. They even raised money to build a Fool Church in Lavigne." "The bishop of the church is the messenger of God?" Lumian deliberately lowered his voice. "No." The bartender shook his head. "But 'Flame' Danitz often comes to Trier. He likes it here very much. Well, he is from Intis, and there is no Intis person who doesn't yearn for Trier." Lumian was about to say something when the great man from the sea, the messenger of the Church of Fools, "Flame" Danitz finished 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 being intimate with the street girls stood up in an unusually orderly manner. They did not make any noise, but followed “Flame” Danitz out of the bar in silence and in an orderly manner. If he had not witnessed this scene, Lumian would have no idea that all the sailors in the bar were subordinates of Mr. Fool, the messenger of God. “Flame” Danitz…from his nickname, he plays with fire…could he also be from the “Hunter” path? Lumian drank Relanci and chatted with the bartender about the “Fool” Church: "What kind of deity is the 'Fool'?" The bartender drew a triangular holy emblem on his chest and shook his head. "I'm not a believer in Him, how would I know?"
"Steam above!" Lumian also drew the triangular holy emblem on his chest. The bartender looked at the empty hall and said: “But the Fool’s Church is pretty good. Even if you are just a homeless person and even if you don’t believe in Fools, you can still receive Holy Communion if 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 evangelize. Only the homeless people around know that they can go there to seek help. But they only go there once in a while because the Church of Fools is more willing to introduce them to jobs." After chatting for a while and finding out the time when the bishop of the Fool Church would give his sermon, Lumian finished his glass of Lelanzi and took a careful walk around the surrounding streets while there was still time. He found that many commanding heights were guarded by troops, with cannons and giant guns that required water cooling mounted on them. The government is still a little worried about the sailors and merchants working part-time as pirates at the docks... Lumian withdrew his gaze and headed for the Church of the Fool before it got dark. The church is simply decorated, without any gold foil or complicated mechanical systems. Its most notable feature is that its windows are large and numerous, so there is no need to light candles or oil lamps before nightfall. Like most religious sites, there are huge murals on the walls here, but the colors are not warm enough and tend to be dull. 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 abnormally tall, like legendary giants compared to the others, some had three eyes, some had no noses, and only two black holes, closer to monsters than normal people. The pain and despair on their faces were vivid, but there was a glimmer in their eyes. Walking in front of these strange humans were several guides with fuller and more detailed images. Some of them had gray hair and carried two straight swords on their backs. Some carried dark blue hammers and shone like the sun. Some wore dark black armor and had silver-gray curly hair... Before these guides, there is a back figure. The figure was wearing a black windbreaker, a half-high silk hat, with a straight back and holding a lantern. Ahead of that figure was a ball of light, the altar of the Church of the Fool, the silver-white holy emblem glowing brightly under the sunlight high above. Lumian shifted his gaze to the few pieces of stained glass, which depicted angels and saints in a rather exaggerated style. 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 walking around and observing for more than half an hour, Lumian found a place to sit down and wait 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 street girls. Amid the sound of bells, candlelight lit up and the bishop came to the altar. His hair and eyes were golden yellow, and he was at least two meters five or six feet tall. He wore a specially made black windbreaker and a half-high silk hat, and did not look like a clergyman at all. After a slight adjustment, the rough-looking bishop placed his hand on his chest and shouted in a loud voice: "Praise the fool!" "Praise the Fool!" The believers present responded with the same gesture, and Lumian was very sociable. The bishop then opened the black-and-silver-lined holy book in his hand and spoke in a voice that could echo in the church hall: "My Lord calls himself 'The Fool'. In the past, present, and future, he is the great ruler of the spirit world, the Yellow and Black King who controls good luck, and the beacon for every living being to pursue eternity...
"He is merciful, He is merciful, He is the Savior of this world, He allows us to refer to Him instead of Him... "Our Lord resides above the physical and spiritual worlds, His mercy fills heaven and earth, and He is attended by eight angels... "The 'Mercury Angel' is the embodiment of fate and the angel most favored by my Lord. The 'Angel of Death' is the one who has followed my Lord the longest and is the Archon of the Underworld. The 'Angel of Salvation' is the horn of my Lord and once incarnated as Gehrman Sparrow to convey his oracle. The 'Angel of Life' is the crystallization of wisdom and is the indelible spirituality in everyone's body." Gehrman Sparrow? That great adventurer was Mr. Fool's angel? Lumian was shocked and stunned. The giant bishop continued: "Beside the throne of the Lord there is also the Angel of Punishment, who is the thunder of the Lord, the wrath of the Lord, the palm of the Lord, and the judge and executioner of all the fallen and unclean. "Next to the 'Angel of Punishment' is the 'Angel of the Holy Spirit'. He is the king of all spirits and governs the spiritual world on behalf of our Lord. "Opposite to them are the 'Angels of Time' and the 'Angels of Stars'. "The 'Angel of Time' is an angel from ancient times who finally surrendered to our Lord and rang the bell of heaven for him. "The Star Angel is a witness, a recorder, the eyes and ears of our Lord..." Lumian listened very carefully and couldn’t believe that there were eight angels beside Mr. Fool’s throne. Isn’t this strength too terrifying? This is really not much different from the Orthodox Church! Suddenly, he heard Thermopylae's majestic and layered voice: "Do you believe?" “Why don’t you believe it?” Lumian asked in a very low voice, as if reciting a sentence from the scriptures. Even if there are some exaggerations in the scriptures of the Church of Fools, which holy scripture of the Orthodox Church is not like that? It must be amazing after removing the water! PS: Ask for a guaranteed monthly ticket at the beginning of the month~ (End of this chapter)