Three Philosophical Questions for Travelers

This person echoed everything, and Dreyer's subordinates and those night god believers who had just joined also shouted.

It was a complete accident, and it never occurred to Delaire to sit in Father Carlette's chair.He only wants to be a missionary sent to Rotten Flesh Beach, so that he can own a church abroad and use the power of the pope to check and balance the power of the future Rotten Flesh Beach aristocrats.but now……

Dreyer realized: Vice-President Emon is afraid of me, he is very afraid of me.

That being the case, I can play on his fear.

Dreyer straightened his collar, and immediately said with a smile: "After all, I am a new believer, and I am not qualified for this position." The play still needs to be performed, "But if everyone thinks I can do it, and night God also approves of me, and I can give it a try—then what does Night God say, Lady Saint?"

This matter was out of plan, and it depended on Water Lily's impromptu performance.Fortunately, this girl is very clever, she thought for a while, and then replied: "Night God once said that the person who cleans up the blasphemer will become his spokesperson."

Dreyer nodded and said, "In this case..." He looked at the deputy priest, "Master Weimon, do you think I am qualified to take this position?"

Weimon nodded repeatedly and said, "I think you are the most suitable!"

Seeing his terrified look, Delaire thought to himself: This guy is indeed frightened by me. If I follow the trend, I can become the owner of the Parion Church in the wine city.

But is this chair really good to sit on?Dreyer thought to himself, I sat in the chair of the previous priest just after I killed him?Besides, the deacon has been thinking about sitting on this chair for so many years, so he will easily give it to me?

He stared at Weimon's face and saw the strange smile on the other side.

Dreyer was not dazzled by the victory, the more he thought about it, the more something went wrong.He began to think about this question: Do I really need to sit in this chair?

The status of a priest is more than three ranks higher than that of a missionary, but my family property is all in the rotten meat bank, what use is it for me to be a priest in the wine city?At that time, I still have to live in Rotten Meat Beach.

I left the church, and the deacon automatically became the "vice priest".

At this point, Dreyer figured it out—the acting priest is better than the real master!

Damn, when I get out, he, the acting priest, should get money for money, and enjoy blessings and blessings.And if something goes wrong, it can be blamed on me, and if it doesn't work out, I will have to take the blame.

Thinking of this, Delaire decided to "retire bravely".He is a person who accepts when he sees it, if it is not for this kind of rationality, he would not be able to live to this day.

"Well, although Yagami approves of me, I am not virtuous enough to be qualified for this position." He bowed to the deputy priest, then bowed to the statue of Yagami, and said, "Master Weimon, I still recommend you Be this priest."

There was no expression on Weimon's face. He still knelt on one knee and said, "I failed to catch the blasphemer. I am a guilty person. How can I continue to be a priest? I think you should do it!"

Dreyer pondered for a while, and said, "I can't be the one, but I have another recommended candidate."

Weimon looked up: "Who?"

"He." Dreyer said, pointing to the person behind Weimen.

"Who?" Emmon turned around, but there was no one behind him.

Dreyer shouted to the back of the statue: "Come out! I'm calling you!"

Then the young slave with fair skin and thin face came out, he lowered his head and said, "My lord, what are your orders?"

Delaire pointed at him and said with a smile: "I want you to be the priest of Parien, would you like to?"

Emmon screamed, "What the fuck did you say? Say it again? Are you going to make this bastard a priest?"

"Anyway, the last one is also a fart!" Dreyer laughed loudly, "I think this person is quite suitable!"

Strategizing Dreyer, Seventeen

Strategizing Dreyer, Seventeen

The slave lowered his head and didn't dare to speak. Weimon shouted angrily, "No! Don't be kidding, you can't let such a dirty person become a priest!"

Dreyer said: "Night God said that the person who cleans up the blasphemers will be a priest, so this young man... what is your name?" Dreyer asked him.

"Galatu," said the young man.

"Yes, Galatu, it is because of your testimony that we can convict the priest. In this way, you are also one of the people who clean up the blasphemers. Then you are qualified to take this position."

Galatu remained silent.He was considered the wisest man among the slaves, and he obviously knew that he could not control his own destiny, so he chose to obey.

Emmon said, "But he is unclean! He is...a slave! A lowly slave!"

"A slave is a believer if he believes in religion, and all beings are equal under the gods!" Dreyer opened his arms, "Beggars, prostitutes and slaves, they can all believe in the night god!"

These words resonated with many believers, and people shouted along with them—of course, the main reason was that Dreyer's subordinates led them to shout.

"It's fine if he's an exception, but he's an ass!" Emmon yelled, "Damn it, ask him, does he still shit?"

Galatu still bowed his head, but his face turned red, looking at him Dreyer would remind him of a shaved sheep.

Dreyer asked the water lily, saying: "It is said in the canon that who is unclean and who is clean?"

Water Lily confirmed it: "According to the canon?"

Dreyer nodded: "Just tell me what is written in the canon."

The water lily replied: "Don't eat meat, don't drink alcohol, don't touch women - breaking the three precepts is dirty, breaking the second is a mortal, breaking the first is a monk, observing the three is clean, and you can be holy."

Dreyer asked Galatu, saying, "Have you ever eaten meat?"

Galatu replied, "I have been a vegetarian for as long as I can remember."

Dreyer thought to himself: He shouldn't be lying, this kind of slave really can't eat meat, because the master needs his "intestines to be clean".

Dreyer asked: "Have you ever drunk?"

Galatu shook his head.

"Have you ever had a relationship with a woman?" Dreyer laughed after asking.

Galatu also smiled wryly, "How is it possible?"

After asking the three questions, Dreyer laughed, "Look! How clean this man is!" He said to the people, "Observe the three precepts, you can become holy! What do you mean? That is to say, let alone be a priest." , he can be a bishop in the future!" A fart bishop, haha!

The believers didn't know what to say. Some people agreed with Dreyer, but their voices soon became hoarse, and even more people stopped talking.Weimon's face turned blue and then turned pale. He stared at Dreyer fiercely and said, "Dreyer Hanslock, what do you want?"

"I want this 'clean' person to be a priest." Delaire said as a matter of course.

Weimon said loudly: "The bishop will not approve of such a thing!"

Dreyer asked him, "Where is the bishop now?"

"Bishop..." Emmon whispered, "he's not in town."

"He went with the army, he took the crusaders to the front," Dreyer said to him, "right?"

Weimon remained silent.

Dreyer continued: "In this case, the priest is the biggest in the Night God Sect. Master Weimon, you can make up your own mind. Either you become a priest yourself, or ask him to be a priest. Dreyer laughed at this point, "But whichever you pick, we have a loyal friendship, a very, very loyal friendship. "

Weimon lost his mind, so he just nodded and said, "Then I will do it myself."

However, after he finished speaking, no one responded to him.A look of embarrassment appeared on Weimon's face, and he looked around immediately - none of the monks in the church dared to speak for him, and the rest of the people surrounded Dreyer's.

Dreyer looked at him with a smile on his face and said, "You can do it if you want? Who accepts your fate? Do you agree?"

Weimon gritted his teeth and said, "Then what do you mean by Master Dreyer?"

Dreyer walked around him twice with his hands behind his back, and said, "Emon, although you are not as 'clean' as Galatu, I think you have enough experience and pious faith, so I recommend you to be this Father." After speaking, Dreyer made a gesture, and the people behind shouted.

Dreyer looked at the believers who followed him: here are the poor, the disabled, beggars and slaves.Dreyer didn't actually give them anything, just a little firewood and some cotton clothes.But just this little thing is enough for them to spontaneously follow Dreyer.

It's better to buy from the poor, Dreyer thought to himself, I didn't take these mud legs as human beings before, but now it seems that there are more mud legs.

Well, I'll have to change my strategy a bit in the future.

Dreyer said: "In this case, Weimon, you come to be the priest, and then I recommend Galatu to be the deacon, what do you think?"

Weimon gave the slave a hard look, and said, "You...you asked him to take my place? Why?"

"I made you a priest, I made him a deacon—" Dreyer pointed out with his finger, "—and I hanged that blasphemer. Master Weimon, blasphemer The body of the blasphemer is not yet cold! I put the 'clean man' by your side in the hope that you will cleanse yourself and become as 'clean' as him. So as not to end up with the blasphemer in the future!" After finishing speaking, Drey Er laughed a few times, and Weimon's face suddenly became very ugly.

Yes, be afraid of me!Continue to be afraid of me!If I can kill the priest, I can kill you, all of you!A terrible grin appeared on Dreyer's face.

"Everything is up to your arrangement, Master Dreyer." Weimon lowered his head.

"Very good!" Dreyer said, "that afternoon we will go to the castle to register the documents, and from then on, Parien Church will be restored to the sanctity! Oh, yes, and my own missionary qualifications, we will do this together Go." After speaking, Dreyer bowed gracefully to them, "My lord priest, and my lord deacon."

The two immediately returned the salute, and Weimon's expression was as uncomfortable as eating a fly.

Let the liar be the priest, and the grit the deacon.Ha ha!Absolutely!Dreyer thought to himself, let these two fight in the church, I will not get involved in this pile of shit!When I come back in a few days, I will send some money and people to the fart, when he becomes a "big fart"!At that time, Weimon might not be able to hold him back.

Things settled down in church, and it was time to go home.Dreyer took Lily's hand and said, "Niuer, it's time for us to go home."

Water Lily asked him, "Do you want to leave tomorrow?"

"Tomorrow," said Dreyer, "to get married."

Chapter 23: Sons of the Sea, a

Chapter 23: Sons of the Sea

According to the calendar, winter is coming to an end.But judging by the snow outside, winter could be a long way to go.

Bugu Kahn stood at the North Port of Sands Castle, gazing at the sea in the distance.He thought to himself: This is our home field.

Although Bugu Kahn is good at fighting, brave and invincible, and his soldiers are also well-trained and fearless, but the people in the Gulf are much less than the people in the north, and they don't have enough armor and weapons .

Bagu used this winter to prepare for war.The merfolk in Bear Mountain provided them with a batch of armor, including long knives, heavy hammers, and enchanted cold iron armor; after that, he bought a lot from merchants in the south.But these are far from enough, whether it is inventory or follow-up production, they are too far behind.Bagu wanted to form a 10 army, but the 20 he said was [-] real soldiers, not the "[-] army" including slaves, entourages, coachmen, captives, and prostitutes.In order to satisfy these [-] soldiers, he needs [-] sets—preferably [-] sets of armor, weapons, cotton clothes, rations, and military pay...

Let alone 20 now, he couldn't even make up [-].

There is no time for him to continue preparing, even if he has time, he can't delay any longer.Because the mobilization ability of the northerners is also stronger than him, the longer the delay, the greater the gap between the enemy and ourselves.

I must do it this spring, he thought.

When spring comes, even if Bagu doesn't fight over, the northerners will fight over.The little king had already beheaded Hassan Heron, and then he mobilized the three dukes and most of the forces in the northern border, and even wanted to conquer the land himself.Although Bugu is not afraid of the little king, he will not despise his opponents either. The little king is one of the most mysterious people in the north.This man has been in power for ten years. He doesn't listen to political affairs, doesn't go to the court, and spends his days in Tianhu. However, his kingdom has not gone wrong.Even during this period, he indirectly weakened the threat to him from the three northern dukes and various forces through war.Even Lan Zuo said: The little king is not an easy person.

Once there is a head-on conflict, what will I rely on to win?In a one-on-one duel, I can fight a hundred little kings, but the little king will not duel with me. He will hide behind a hundred thousand or even hundreds of thousands of troops, and then use sand tables, herald flags, horns and drums to make a fight. Weapons, and in the end I'll be drowned by the vast number of northerners.

Bowle Kahn, at this moment he not only needs courage, he also needs ingenuity.

Fortunately, Bagu is not short of ingenuity, because he is smart, and because he has blue eyes.

"Your Majesty, how long are we going to stand here?" Lan Que tightened his plush collar, "Do you want to see your delicate prime minister fall ill in the cold wind?"

"Fuck you, little bastard." He scolded calmly, "Others don't know, but I know, you can use a sword like Morpheus warrior, how dare you say that you are delicate and weak?"

Lan Zuo did not answer him, but said: "If you wait like this, the captain will not be able to come, Your Majesty the King patiently."

Bagu didn't say a word—how could he not know about it?But this week was the date he had agreed with the Rosias, and he didn't believe that his admiralty would be missed.

Rossia's navy is his most crucial move.When he was not king, he was running this business.Like him, father and son Cole Rossia and Kirpus Rossia were also fanatical patriots.They hated the Yankees and longed to restore the glory of the Gulf.

"Gulflanders are the sons of the sea, they cannot be enslaved by the people on land!" This is what the old captain said to him himself.

So the young Bagu began to conspire with them about the war, and they sat together to analyze the current battle situation.Start with geography, economy, politics, and military power.Whether it is the old Cole or the young Kilps, they are excellent navigators and military strategists.The same goes for Bone, so the three of them can always discuss brilliant ideas.On the sand table, they captured Eagle Head City a hundred times and killed the northerners a thousand times.But all three of them understood that it was useless to kill the northerners [-] times on the sand table, they needed to do it once in reality.

Once, once is enough.

Although thousands of sand table deduction can be successful, but no one can make them 100% sure.Originally, this situation would continue until Ba Gu discovered that wonderful strategic location.

an island.

An unnamed island.

A few years ago, when Baku Kahn was still the prince, he used to go on a long journey with the captain.

The summer of that year was extremely hot, and even the extreme northern land north of Eagle Head City was melted by the scorching sun, and the permafrost collapsed.The Jinsha Castle where Bone was located was also surprisingly hot, so he went out to sea with Rosia and his son to escape the summer heat.His father didn't care whether he lived or not—perhaps the old prince wanted him dead.In this way, Grand Duke Trident will naturally not prevent him from going out to sea to take risks.

That time, he followed Rosia and his son to the distant North Sea.They turn around in the northern archipelago and rest for a while every few days of sailing.The cool sea breeze, white foam and pulsating waves dissipated the high temperature; then dolphins, seagulls and all kinds of delicious seafood made him feel completely happy.At night, a fisherman's daughter stayed with him overnight, so that "Little Trident" could also feel the fragrance of sea salt.

Even in the most leisurely time, Bagu Kahn would never forget his grand plans and great achievements.He realized that he was further north of Eaglehead, where the northerners were most vulnerable.

The northerners are not good at naval warfare. Although they have coastal defense troops, they are no different from mud puppets to the Gulf fleet.If Bone can insert a fleet from the back of the northerners, it will be like inserting a machete into the heart of the northerners.

But even from the nearest port in the Gulf, it would take a month for the fleet to reach the northerners' rear.This is not counting the time to get ready to go to sea.The northerners had plenty of time to strengthen their defenses on the coast and dispatch troops. When the fleet soldiers arrived at Eaglehead City, they were greeted with ballistas, lava cannons, bow and arrow towers, and countless soldiers.

But during this vacation, Bugu found an excellent place - he heard from the fishermen that sailing north for 77 days, there is an island where the last black scale murlocs live, as well as forests, mountains and lakes .The most commendable thing is that there are many hot springs, which make this place a paradise in the north.The black scale murlocs fish in summer and hunt in winter. They have plenty of food and a prosperous life.

There is the legendary Murloc Island, but no one has ever been there.

sons of the sea, two

sons of the sea, two

77 days, which is enough for them to walk from one end of the mainland to the other.Rosia and his son certainly wouldn't believe these stupid words, but Ba Gu was tempted.He persuaded little Rosia, and the two secretly went to sea at night to find the legendary Fishman Island.