Chapter 30 Churches

Chapter 30 The Church
After the battle in the city gate area, Paul led Schroeder and the others to ride into Fullan Harbor.

He looked around and scrutinized the harbor town. In terms of floor space, Fullan Harbor was more than twice as large as Lakewood Town, the residents’ houses were in a staggered pattern, and they were also taller and prettier than those in Lakewood Town, and from the city gates, a curved avenue led to the west side of the wharf area, and this avenue was surprisingly paved with bricks and stones, which was much better than Lakewood Town’s central avenue which was muddy and muddy whenever it rained.

It looked like despite suffering from pirate extortion for a long time, this town still hadn’t lost its vitality, so it was no wonder that the Shark Gang had taken a fancy to this place and occupied it to death.

As for why the lord’s mansion is not located here, the threat of pirates is certainly a very important reason, but more reason is that the lords of the Northwest Territories often do not place their own residence in the busy towns, many of the lords of the residence is a lone castle or manor, surrounded by not even a residential house.

In Paul’s memories of his previous life, this was also commonly the case with European lords during the medieval times on Earth.

Now was not the time to enjoy the scenery, he collected his thoughts. At this time, Cecil, the intelligence chief who came with the army, roughly estimated the number of pirate prisoners and the number of dead and wounded, and reported, “My lord, the pirate’s living forces are basically all accounted for here. According to my speculation, there are no more than fifty of them left.”

In a group of officers after a short discussion, two cannons and a company was left to guard the entrance to the town, the other troops to platoon as a unit in the town spread out to search for missing fish, especially the pirate leader Shark, after a short interrogation of the captives, this cunning pirate leader encouraged his minions to fight for their lives after their own quietly slipped away.

Schroeder suggested, “I think the dock area must be captured immediately; Shark may have quietly escaped by boat from there.”

Paul thought that made sense and had Schroeder advance with a company of troops in a hurry to the dock area and blockade the harbor.

The other officers led the soldiers under their respective commands to search for the pirate remnants, while he himself set off with two platoons, including musketeers, along with Cecil, the intelligence chief, towards the church in the center of town. Intelligence shows that there is the temporary headquarters of the pirates, Paul hopes that the pirates can hide something there, such as shiny gold coins, such as shiny gems ah, in various legends, pirates do not have a hobby of hoarding treasure.

At this time, the residents of the port of Fulan are tightly closed doors, for fear of being affected by the battle, the streets are quiet, only the sound of the army marching running and the sound of hoofbeats.

The church is gradually approaching, the soldier who walks in the front suddenly made a warning gesture, a platoon of soldiers behind immediately surrounded the count and Cecil.

Only to see that the church’s door was closed tightly, and two corpses dressed as pirates were lying at the entrance. Strange indeed, they should be the first unit to arrive in this area, could it be that the pirates had infighting?
Soon, the doors of the church were smashed open and the soldiers burst into the lobby, carefully searching every corner.

But apart from a few pirate corpses, they found nothing.

“It looks like there was indeed an infighting, and the other group ran off with their valuables.”

Paul so judged, anxious secretly prayed, “Lord of Light ah, although in my past life I don’t have much respect for your brothers on earth, but this time you must bless Schroeder to be able to stop them, afterward will definitely give you three columns of golden incense …… oh no, is to donate three gold to the church …… silver coins, forget it, or copper coins.”

He reluctantly led the two soldiers around the church, hoping that the pirates would leave something behind.

After looking at a few rooms in person, he came to a room on the second floor and scanned it for nothing but a bed, a square table, and an old closet.

“O Lord of Light! Show me some miracle, or you won’t get those three copper coins.”

He grumbled as if he were complaining and kicked at the closet in a fit of rage.

“Ah…”

A small but very but clear shriek rang out.

The two soldiers and the Earl stared together. “What man? Come out!”

One soldier yelled as he kicked that closet hard and hard, while the other soldier quickly shielded the earl behind him. Dense footsteps sounded outside the room, it was soldiers from other places who heard the sound and ran towards this room.

A voice with a sobbing tone came out from the closet, ”Stop kicking, I’ll come out now! Never spare me, never spare me!”

Then the door of the cabinet opened, and under the gaze of the crowd, a middle-aged man in a white robe with a Mediterranean hairstyle drilled out.

He staggered a few steps, and when he arrived in front of Paul, he fell to his knees with a thud, hugging his thighs and saying with a sniffle and a tear, “This lord, I’m just a traveling priest, staying here for a few days, and I’m not in the same gang as the pirates who live here. Never kill a good man by mistake ah!” Said on howling, the voice is really sad to hear, listen to the tears ah.

“Get up get up!” Paul kicked the other side.

This is also too exaggerated right, he really can’t bear the scene of a middle-aged greasy man kneeling in front of himself with tears. But this Mediterranean vision was quite accurate, coming out and recognizing that he, a half-grown kid, was the head of the gang.

That man, however, didn’t care and just howled there one after another, “Father in heaven, Your servant is about to go up and serve You!”

It can’t be helped, it looks like brother’s kingly aura is really not covered, although he is already trying to control it, but accidentally leaking out a little bit is enough to make an ordinary person unable to stand up.

Lord Earl burnt his bag and stretched out his right hand to gather his hair back, his chin raised, and posed a pose that he thought was very handsome, “I am a local lord, and I have come here to exterminate the pirates who have been doing harm for a long time, and to protect the territory and the people, and not for the purpose of killing and setting fire to the people.” Oh, continue to be shrouded under brother’s aura.

“Lord?” The Mediterranean priest stopped wailing all of a sudden and raised his head to scrutinize the person in front of him. Alas? Just now, I was so focused on howling, and when I looked closely, this person’s current movements and the aura he emitted did have the appearance of a landlord’s foolish son.

“Uh-huh!” He stood up, cleared his throat to hide his embarrassment, and then straightened his clothes.

The Mediterranean priest said slowly and methodically, “So it’s the lord of this place, I wonder how this young lord is addressed!” There was even a hint of arrogance on his face, reminding Paul of that royal commissioner who was fooled by himself. Speaking of which, that dude had disappeared after the pirates attacked and didn’t know where he had run off to.

“Standing before you is the northwest frontier minister of the kingdom, the nemesis of pirates, the one who summons thunder (firearms), the spreader of the gospel of God (paper), the Earl of Alda’s collar – Paul Gleiman.” Wasn’t it a good idea to add the name of an ass-liberator, but thought better of it.

The Mediterranean priest’s face immediately saved into a chrysanthemum, “So it’s a Lord Count!”

Hands cupped in front of his chest, fingers crossed and clasped together, looking at him was like seeing a descending angel, the previous trace of arrogance disappeared cleanly, as if it had never appeared.

Paul looked up and down at this self-proclaimed priest, waved his hand to the soldiers and said, “You guys go out first, I want to talk to this Mr. Priest alone.”

Seeing the soldiers hesitate, he patted the musket pinned to his waist, “Don’t worry, it’s fine!”

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