Iron Power And Sorcerer

Iron Power And Sorcerer Chapter 123

2021-01-23

Chapter 123 Unbelievers

"Where's that thing?" Winters stopped a villager at the entrance of the village. Asked anxiously, "Who lit the beacon?"

Seeing a plume of smoke rising from the direction of the Southern Protestant Village [hereinafter referred to as Nan/North New Village], Winters brought a borrowed The two muskets rushed over at once.

Along the way, he pushed Redmane hard, for fear that he would be too late. The red mane spread out his hoofs and ran wildly, and arrived at Nanxin Village in fast as lightning.

The peasant girl who was stopped timidly led the way and led Winters to a yard in the south of the village. Some villagers have gathered inside and outside the courtyard, and they are chatting with each other.

Winters' heart tensed: Has anyone been killed?
He trotted his horse and quickly approached the yard, and the villagers on the side were avoiding him. Winters asked the village chief directly: "Are there casualties? Where is that thing? Where did it go?"

"No, sir." We're locked up in a barn!"

What?
Warehouse?

Winters was puzzled at first, then became a little exasperated, and a nameless fire shot up.

The barn in the courtyard that is less than two meters high? Can that rotten prefab house shut up the giant beast in the woods? What are you kidding? !

"Mr. Balby." The second lieutenant Montagne on horseback looked down at the village chief, and the air was suddenly icy cold: "Are you having fun with me?"

… …

The air in the barn is humid and muggy.

The sunlight fell on the ground through the hole in the roof, and one after another bright passage appeared in the flying dust, barely illuminating the low prefab house.

Wheat husks, straws and some farm implements were scattered in the barn, and low roars came from the deepest part of the debris.

A large, tan wolf with unkempt hair leaned back against the corner of the wall, propped up on two front legs. It bared its sharp teeth, its eyes were fierce, and it roared to warn the enemy not to approach.

There are several bloodstains on the wolf's body. The injury to the left hind leg is the most serious. You can even see the stubble that pierced the skin, which was beaten by the farmers with sticks.

The wild creature was now an arrow at the end of its flight, and Winters gave it one last look before throwing the spear in his hand.

The short spear with great strength hit the wolf with its severely wounded hind legs.

The pinned wolf whimpered like a wounded puppy. Winters drew the short blade and relieved it of pain.

Winters, who dragged the brown wolf carcass out of the barn, asked the village chief, "Just this one? Is there any more?"

Nanxin villagers who saw the dead wolf around the yard Let out a cheer.

"No more, Your lordship." The frightened mayor of Balbi swallowed and said cautiously, "This one is stuck in Itakura."

One dog, three chickens and ducks, half a dozen eggs, and several villagers were bitten with holes in their legs. Nanxin Village suffered so much.

About five or six wolves entered Nanxin Village for food, and one was killed on the spot by the assembled militia. All wolves ran back into the forest, except for one wolf who hid in the farmer's barn in a panic.

The barn was small, and no villagers dared to enter, so the brown wolf was finally killed by Winters himself.

The villagers of Nanxin Village were very excited. In their opinion, although the wolf plague is real, they not only drove away the wolves but also killed two of them. This wolf plague is not at worst.

With Winters' permission, the beaming Protestants are ready to part the wolves.

Gillard and Winters rode side by side, watching the villagers sharpen their knives and boil water from a distance. The former sighed with relief: "Second lieutenant, it seems that the militiamen in Nanxin Village are well trained by you."

"It's just a few times of javelin training, so there is no training at all. It's a wolf, something that a few farmers can solve with a wooden stick." Winters shook the head, and there was no joy in his voice: "What we have to guard against is not such a simple thing."

Elf left the villagers who were dealing with the dead wolf, and the two walked towards Winters.

“Anything special?” Winters asked the hunter.

"My lord, apart from acid water and a little squirrel wreckage, the wolf's stomach contains only grass roots." Ralph reported his findings: "Generally, these wolves are still afraid of people, probably because they are starving. If you can't do it, you will venture into the village."

Winters asked the hunter again: "The people in Nanxin Village said that the wolf is running west, do you think you can catch up?"

"You can chase it. A moment. Although two companions have died, the wolves already know that there is food here, and I am afraid they will come again if they are hungry. But we are late, and the chance of catching up with them is relatively small." Ralph replied cautiously.

Winters nods, instructed: "Go and let Dussack gather, you lead the way, we'll try to chase. Kill more now, and you'll have less trouble later."

Pull Elf took the order and left to call those Dussacs who were watching the fun.

While the riders were regrouping, Sergey came over with two blood-stained rolls and gleefully showed Winters: "Sir! Look! The anti-religion side is coming."

The hunter's skinning skills were brilliant, and the wolf's skin was completely stripped from the claws to the tail to the head, and there was not even much blood.

“What do I want this thing for?” Winters felt a little uncomfortable seeing the skin of the wolf being stripped.

"The wolf you slaughtered, the wolf skin must be yours." The old man as it should be by rights said: "You can't cheap the apostates. Let Ralph tan it tomorrow, Isn't it beautiful to sew a few sets of gloves, wristbands, etc.?"

Girard also said with a smile: "Wolfskin is good, it is more breathable than cowhide and sheepskin."

"Yes! The best thing on a wolf is the hide, better than two layers of cowhide!" Old Sergey said with certainty.

The old man glanced at the lively scene of meat distribution among the villagers in Nanxin Village, and said disdainfully: "Apostates don't know what good food is. What's so good about wolf meat? It's sour and smelly, white I don't even eat it."

"Okay. It's not good if you have meat, what's there to dislike?" Gillard jokingly tapped his Old Partner with a whip : "If it had been 30 years earlier, you would have been the one in front of the pack to grab the meat."

Sergey didn't continue this topic, and instead asked Winters happily: "Sir, I heard that you nearly The village chief of Nanxin Village was so frightened that he urinated his pants?"

Although the old man was annoyed by go on an errand for nothing, it was clear that the shame of the Protestant village chief made him even happier.

Winters shook the head with a wry smile, and he didn't expect that just a question would make Balbi Village Chief lose self-control.

"Apostasy just have to be banged every now and then!" said the old man enthusiastically: "If I say, you're just too kind to them, they're not afraid of you..."

The more Winters listened, the more he felt that something was wrong, but because he didn't understand the grudges and grievances between the several villages in Wolf Town, he just listened and didn't speak.

"Okay!" Instead, Gillard immediately shouted: "You guy, how come the older you get, the less your mouth is?"

Then, Dussa The riders of the village have assembled.

Under the guidance of Hunter Ralph, more than two dozen riders followed the trail of the wolves toward the woodland west of Nanxin Village.

 …

 …

Winters and Girard did not return to the Mitchells until the sun went down.

The two led the Dusa village riders in a chase for hours, but found nothing.

Before the weary Montagne could catch his breath, an uninvited guest came to the door... to be precise, the other party had been waiting at Mitchell's house.

Looking at each other's clothes and accessories, Winters struggled to remember the face in front of him.

He asked uncertainly, "Uh, you're...you're the priest holding the cup in the church, aren't you?"

"That's right, magistrate. Your Excellency." The young man in front of him was not sullen, but still smiled and replied: "I am the priest Carman of this church. Anthony's brother's deputy."

There are two priests in a small church? Winters was weird, but he just asked nonchalantly, "Is there anything you want to do with me?"

"There is something I really want your help with." There was a hint of embarrassment in the young prince's smile. : "Excuse me, you haven't hired a formal scribe yet?"

For the written work of the town officer, Winters is handed over to Girard's scribe Pan Weiqie.

Hearing the other party's question, Winters was surprised and amused at the same time: "No, but I dare not ask a genuine priest to be my clerk, you... Are you looking for me for a job?"

"Yes, I'm here to apply for a job." Father Kaman's smile became more and more embarrassing: "Not for myself, but also a highly respected person. The priority..."

"You wait." Winters stopped Kaman and asked with a smile, "You're talking about that Anthony priority, right? He said there are six Ten years old?"

Father Kaman quickly explained: "Of course not, Anthony brother is the priest of the church, of course not a scribe. I'm talking about another clergyman."

"Mr. Carman." Seeing that the other party was really serious, Winters smiled and asked seriously: "You're not kidding me, are you?"

"Of course not! Of course not! No, I'm really looking for a job for Reedbrother!"

Winters, tired already, was now a little more exasperated: "A full-fledged clergyman who wants a scribe position? Are you kidding me?"

"No, please listen to my explanation." Father Kaman said sincerely: "Reid's brother is a cultivator who travels all year round. Asceticism and begging for food, I came to Wolf Town only yesterday, and I plan to spend the winter here this year. That’s why I want to ask for a temporary shelter for him.”

The alms-cultivator emphasizes extreme poverty and purity. Sitting in the hall and preaching by "begging" is a kind of cultivator of painstaking cultivation.

Winters was even more puzzled: "Is it possible that your church still lacks a set of cutlery? Even a cultivator can't be a scribe for me?"

"This Well, Rhett's brother's theological views compare..." Father Kaman blushed and said in a barely audible voice, "...It's unusual, so I'm at odds with Anthony's brother..."

The young priest asked with difficulty: "Montagne Lord, I really have no other way to ask for your help... You are not Catholic, are you?"

Winters shook the head, "No."

"Neither Orthodox nor Protestant, right?"

"Neither."

" You are... an unbeliever, right?"

"That's right."

After confirming that the officer in front of him was not a believer, Father Kaman not only wasn't angry, but looked relieved. Lesser: "That's why I'm begging you, because you're the only one in Wolftown who can tolerate Rhett's brother's theology."

Winters wondered: "is it possible that you have to put it on me. A heretic?"

"It's not." Father Kaman said with an embarrassed smile, "But since you're an unbeliever, it doesn't matter whether you're a heretic or not, doesn't it?"

Trying to argue with a god-educated priest is obviously asking for trouble, Winters is so tired that he just wants to rest as soon as possible, and he can't be bothered to talk nonsense with the gods in front of him.

He yawned and said helplessly: "So... can you bring someone to meet me first?"

"Okay!" Father Kaman He stood up happily: "Then let's settle it like this."

After speaking, Kaman left without looking back, without even saying goodbye.

Winters tried to stop the other party but failed, Lieutenant Montagne smiled bitterly and said to himself: "How can this be settled?"

......

The next day.

Langtun Township Office.

Gillard and Winters were both dumbfounded.

"Mr. Kaman, are you sure you're not joking with me?" Winters tried to control his emotions and asked as calmly as possible: "This... this Rhett cultivator... say less. Seventy years old too?"

Gillard Mitchell also involuntarily followed nodded.

In front of the three, an old cultivator with a long beard fluttered his beard and smiled without saying a word.

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(end of this chapter)