They all call me master.

Chapter 692 Port VII

While Arthur was discussing the details of a new collaboration with the Marquis of West Berlin, it had already gotten completely dark, and the light from the lighthouse outside the port of Dordot began to illuminate the vicinity.

And the coolies are still busy.

Although everyone was sweating profusely, there was a smile on everyone's face.

Although martial law was in place for most of the day, it did not prevent these laborers from earning money, and they even earned more today.

Those merchants raised wages in order to ensure that the goods arrived fresh and on time.

"Thanks 'Vostok'!"

“It would be nice if I could come here once a month!”

Many coolies were saying this.

Most of these are young people.

Those who are a little older remain silent.

They had long lost their illusions. They only hoped to carry more goods and earn more wages so that their wives, children and parents could eat more.

But Chet is different.

As the second son in the family, Chet had lost his father long ago, his elder brother was seriously ill, his younger sister left home, and his mother...

Chet clenched his fists at the thought of his mother.

His mother was no longer the mother he remembered.

His mother had completely changed since coming into contact with the 'Inland River Church'.

Not only was all the family property sold, but there was no money left for his brother's medical treatment. His sister also left home, and he became a stranger.

It seemed that he was not a family member at all.

The members of the 'Inland River Church' are.

He tried to persuade his mother many times, but to no avail.

He was treated with indifference time and time again.

For this, he even thought about dying.

But he was found and rescued.

Faced with the pity of people around him, Chet felt extremely uncomfortable, embarrassed and sad.

he……

We shouldn't be living like this.

So, he came to the dock and became a coolie.

He waited for his opportunity.

……

There were already wrinkles on Berez's face, and they tightened as the tax collector frowned.

"Ugh!"

The tax officer sighed, his eyes full of regret.

There was an unprecedented meeting in the church tonight.

Even the high priest came.

He could have participated, but as a tax officer at the dock, the dock was under martial law today due to the arrival of the "Orient", and he needed to step in to manage it.

So, he could only miss it with regret.

This feeling of regret made Berez feel that the divine light was moving away from him.

Standing in his own office at the dock, the tax officer looked at the busy coolies and sailors and couldn't help cursing under his breath.

"Damn you, you untouchables, do you know what I gave up for you?

Damn it! Damn it!

While cursing continuously, the tax officer looked at the white passenger ship at the dock, and immediately, jealousy appeared in his eyes.

"A lucky fellow!

You won't last long!

The gods will definitely punish you!"

Jealousy turned to resentment.

And resentment made the tax officer more and more dissatisfied.

Especially when he thought about the rumored Nanlos 'medium' who unexpectedly obtained noble status, the tax collector's jealousy was about to explode.

Nobles!
That was a status he could never dream of!

Moreover, if it weren't for the appearance of the gods, he would never be able to achieve it in his lifetime!
"My Lord God, please hurry up!

Please grant me the gift quickly!
I’ve been waiting for three years!”

The tax collector whispered a prayer. And at this moment -

Boom, boom, boom!
There was a sudden rhythmic knock on the door.

Berez turned around immediately and saw the note stuffed through the crack in the door. The tax officer immediately ran over and picked up the note.

As for the person outside the door?

The tax collector didn't care.

In other words, at the beginning, the tax collector still cared about it, but after failing to find the person knocking on the door for several times, he gave up.

And, it was attributed to a miracle.

After opening the note, the tax officer's face showed joy.

"here we go!

It’s really begun!

The gods heard my prayers!"

The tax officer murmured to himself, and then took action.

According to the oracle, he needed to gather the stewards at the dock.

Then, create an explosion.

This explosion announced the reappearance of the 'Church'.

after?

It's none of his business.

Priest Delpoque will take care of everything.

And he just needs to wait!
Waiting for his reward!

It was just like the divine grace he received when they first met - that kind of 'holy water' actually made him regain his vitality, and he returned to the peak moment of being a man. Although it was not a permanent effect, there would be 'holy water' every once in a while, so what was the difference between this and forever?

Especially those female believers who are willing to contribute.

This made the tax officer linger.

But no amount of female believers could stop the tax collector.

He wants the port of Dordot.

He collects taxes here.

However, the taxes were not his.

This taste is so uncomfortable!
“But this time, it’s different!
Not just divine grace!

Even the port of Dordot will be mine!"

Berez muttered to himself and walked faster.

The tax officer left his office and walked to the small square at the dock. He was already impatient, so he did not wait for the two guards outside the office - unlike the soldiers patrolling the dock, these two guards were hired by Berez himself.

Although they were wearing military uniforms, they were actually bodyguards, which was considered an extra conscription.

Therefore, the tax collector who thought he had saved the lives of the two men only gave them half the salary of other soldiers.

The remaining half?
The tax collector put the money in his pocket.

The two guards expressed their understanding of this.

Just like at this moment, when their stingy employer didn't come to greet them, the two guards were happy to have some free time.

Besides, the small square is right in front of us, what could possibly go wrong?
impossible!

The two guards were quite confident. They leaned against the wall, crossed their shoulders and looked at their employer. They stood on the wooden box and rang the bell on the dock.

Dangdang Dangdang!
The tax officer shouted loudly amid the continuous knocking sounds.

"Those in charge, come to my place for a meeting!"

After repeating it three times to make sure that all the people in charge could hear it, a smile unconsciously appeared on the tax official's face.

His good days are finally coming.

boom!
Suddenly, a gunshot rang out.

Berez could feel a touch of heat passing by his ears.

gun!
Someone assassinated me!
This thought came to his mind, but Berez's body turned subconsciously, wanting to see what was going on, while Berez's brain told the tax officer to hide.

Instinct and brain collide at this time.

Immediately, Berez paused.

And at this moment——

boom!
The second shot rang out.

And this shot hit the target.

(End of this chapter)