Treasure Hunters, Sail the Blue Sea

Chapter 58 The Church of Our Lady
The ship slowly entered the waters of the Church of Our Lady.

Although the entire sea area is controlled by the Church of Our Lady, this sea area is still much smaller than the Blood Gold Alliance.

About 1/4 the size of the Blood Gold League.

In all spheres of influence, the island believes in the Virgin Mary.

It's a bit weird to say.

The Treasure Hunting Group is essentially a team under the Church of Notre Dame, but no one has spread the faith to him?
Logically speaking, the members on board should all be believers of Our Lady.

After all, in the Blood Gold Alliance, there are not a few Churches of Our Lady.

For example, Turan Island, where Alka first went, has the Church of Our Lady.

The Blood Gold Alliance does not ban the belief of Our Lady, stating that it is at least positive.

Arka stood by the bed and looked at the small island not far away.

No large ships were seen sailing around the island, only a few small fishing boats were seen in the distance.

It should not be an important island.

"What are we doing on this island?"

Alka asked Jason who was also leaning on the side of the boat, blowing the sea breeze.

"After all, we are a private treasure hunting group on the surface. Of course, it is impossible to go directly to Notre Dame Cathedral like this."

"Have to park the boat here, understand?"

Alka nodded, this is quite understandable.

"That means we are going to go to the cathedral with another ship?"

Jason nodded.

The ship sailed slowly into the port and stopped at the berth.

Alka looked at the port on the small island, and could only say that he reluctantly stopped the three-masted sailing ship.

It does not seem to be an important island.

But it's good to be able to park in the port.

Come to the deck to assemble.

Andre looked at the crowd and said, "Are any of you going to follow this time?"

This question showed that everyone showed a lack of interest.

Seeing such a scene, Andrew had no choice but to say: "That's all right, you will wait for us on this island."

As he spoke, he watched Alka and the two shake their heads.

The team disbanded.

The two followed Andre off the boat.

Ahead is a very ordinary port town, perhaps a little better than the town on Jinmaisui Island.

Take the two of them all the way through, to the church behind the town.

Alka looked up.

This was the first time he saw the Church of Our Lady.

The stone of the church is made of a gray-white material, and the dark color of the church is a bit like the shadow under the white wall.

Even though the sun was shining brightly at this time, the midday sun shone on the church, but it did not give it a brilliant luster.

The shape of the church is a vaulted and pointed dome, with dense patterns and finely carved statues all over it.

All the carvings on the walls of the church are patterns of flowers and plants, as well as large areas of wheat ears.

Several people walked directly into the church.

Under the aisle in the middle is a dull, earthy carpet, with rows of seats on both sides.

Ahead is a statue.

A vague female face holds a baby in her arms, and at her feet is a child holding a sheaf of ears of wheat.

?

this statue.

Alka couldn't help turning his head to look at Andre next to him.

I saw Andre crossing his arms and hugging himself, making a pious prayer.

This gesture of prayer.

Alka is sure.

The so-called Holy Mother is actually the Stone Mother.

It should be the different titles of a god, after all, it is normal for a god to have different titles.

It can manifest the divine power of the gods widely.

At this time Arka also crossed her arms and embraced herself.

Thinking about it this way, isn't Homeland Island, blessed by the Stone Mother, equivalent to a place of divine favor?
No wonder no one preaches to himself.

Because I am a person who came out of the largest den of believers, and was born with the blessing of the Stone Mother.

It turns out that I have always been formally compiled.

Alka prayed with peace of mind.

After all, he is a true God, and he was born to be sheltered by it, so it is always worthwhile to believe in it.

Not to mention that this set of beliefs is almost engraved on the body.

After a short prayer.

An old man dressed as a priest came over.

He was wearing a brown-yellow cloth robe embroidered with patterns like ears of wheat.

When they came to Andre and crossed their hands, the two nodded and said hello to each other.

"Andre, your message has been received. The ship will arrive in an hour. Let's go to the diving port and get ready."

As he spoke, he turned his head and looked at Alka and Jason beside him.

Looking at Jason, he smiled and nodded.

Then looking at Alka, he couldn't help reaching out and patting his head.

"Good boy."

The look in his eyes seemed to be looking at his own grandson.

The priest's intimacy made Arka stiff.

He could only smile politely and nod.

Cross your hands: "May the Mother of Stone bless you."

The pastor's smile widened even further.

"Okay, let's go first."

Andre gave Alka a thumbs up, and led the two towards the back of the church.

At this time, without waiting for Alka to ask, Andre said: "The Virgin is the Mother of Stone, the title of the Virgin is just more convenient for preaching, and our secret treasure hunting group actually needs to do very little."

"The main thing is to help the church find more church objects related to the Stone Mother, as well as possible [treasure] information."

"So that's the case." Alka nodded clearly.

"Pakchi used to be my immediate boss."

That's the case, no wonder Pakchi handed himself over to Andre's treasure hunting group with such confidence.

And Andre and the others were very reassuring of themselves from the very beginning.

For example, I just joined in, and I told myself all kinds of secret information and their activities without any reservations.

It's as if I was born to be my own.

At that time, Alka was still a little strange, thinking that it was their rules or atmosphere.

The result is really his own.

While thinking, the three of them passed the road behind the church and passed through a tunnel that was obviously cut through the mountain.

Into a cave.

Looking at the height of this cave, this size can accommodate at least one sailing ship about the size of the "Sea Fist".

After walking over, sure enough.

A simple port was seen ahead.

This is a hidden port hidden in the cliffs around the island.

Perhaps the church in front was specially built for this invisible port.

The three of them found a stool beside them, sat and waited.

Chat a few words from time to time to pass the time.

Not long after, Alka saw a ship sailing over the sea in the distance.

Sailing straight towards the cave where they are now.

After a while, the whole picture of the ship was revealed.

Slowly drove into the cave.

Arka looked up at the ship.

The bow of the ship is like a statue of a heavily armored knight holding a long sword.

The painting on the exterior of the ship is a mixture of golden yellow and milky white, with an obvious sacred meaning.

The canvas is even more white, and the logo on it is a pair of simple crossed arms, surrounded by a circle formed by two ears of wheat.

This should be the symbol of the church.

(End of this chapter)