Chapter VII: The New Viscount

Shakli, the priest of the Sawyer Church, had already received the news, and stood at the door of the church for the first time, watching Sean come over reservedly.

"Good afternoon, Your Excellency!"

"Good afternoon, Shaun!" said Shakley with a gentle smile on his face, "I probably wouldn't have recognized it if someone hadn't told me." It seems that a few years of military career have changed you a lot. Welcome, hero of the Empire!"

"Yes, the glory lies in perseverance, the difficulty lies in the length, time will always change a lot of things, and it will also change a lot of people. Sean said.

Xia Keli was slightly stunned: "Well, this is the mantra of the former priest His Excellency Addison, it seems that little Sean has really grown up." ”

"People will always grow up. Your Excellency, may I go in?" said Sean with a smile.

Xia Keli bowed slightly: "Sorry, it's really rude, this is not the place to talk, please come in." I think you're familiar with this place. ”

Sean has lived here for sixteen years, and is certainly familiar. His adoptive father, Priest Connery, was a professional priest, so he never married, so he set up his home in the church, so Sean grew up here.

A clergyman does not have to be of noble origin, but a high-ranking clergyman is most likely of noble origin. The priest in front of him is from a civilian background, he is a person who is more skillful in Sean's opinion, and he is popular, so it is logical to be a boss.

In contrast, his adoptive father, Priest Connally, was a withdrawn man and did not like to deal with people, and if he were not from an aristocratic background, he would probably not even be able to make a nest here. When Xiao Si was a teenager, he saw his adoptive father clash with Xia Keli in front of him more than once.

Now, however, Shackley has a smile on his face.

The Church of Sawyer is not the largest church in Poitou, but it is the oldest church that has been destroyed several times, and each time it is rebuilt, it has been rebuilt as much as possible.

The huge lecture hall can accommodate a thousand people at a time, and the image of the Holy Father is painted in the vault overhead, while the four walls of the lecture hall are depicted with stories of human heroes defeating evil under the guidance of God.

These paintings, Sean has seen countless times, but today they seem to be meaningful.

A thick, strong, and powerful blood warrior, a bloodthirsty man with a feminine face and crimson fangs, and several evil images impressed Sean.

A werewolf with a long snout.

An othrass with gills and tail fins, and wielding a short spear, a trapeze with powerful wings that can attack in the air.

Because he has seen blood warriors and bloodthirsty people with his own eyes, and has just experienced the hunt of fish demons, Sean does not think that these legendary demons do not exist. If your suspicions are true, then it is not impossible for these monsters to appear.

Seeing Sean stop to look at the murals, Shakli said:

"Throughout history, humanity has fought not only against nature and wild beasts, but also against these powerful forces of evil. Fortunately, humanity won, a feat accomplished under God's guidance. ”

"Because of God?" Sean looked a little skeptical, and Shakli stopped:

"Sean, I know you're a member of the Royal Society of Science, and you're so much better than your adoptive father fiddling with bottles and cans, and if he's still alive, you'd be both proud and ashamed.

Also, although I consider myself a devout apostle of God, and am not opposed to the so-called science of the secular world, who can explain to me where we humans come from?"

Well, this really can't be explained, let alone the historical gap of 5,000 years ago.

This episode did not affect the warm reception of Shakli.

"Your and Priest Connery's room is still in its original state, and I have told you that no one is to be left untouched until you return. "Shackley himself opened a house.

The inside was clean and tidy, obviously cleaned, and Sean even guessed that this must have been in anticipation that he might come, and his identity was not what it used to be, so Shakli ordered someone to clean it in advance.

It is a small courtyard with three cabins, the middle is the living room, one is the bathroom, and the other is the adoptive father's bedroom and study, Sean spent his youth on the sofa in the living room, eating very simple food, and wearing the old clothes worn by his adoptive father.

The church is also a large landowner, and although there is an inequality between the rich and the poor, as a priest, there are still a lot of young people. The adoptive father spends most of his money on books, instruments, and inventions, and very little on Sean.

But Sean is still grateful to his adoptive father, because if it weren't for him, he might have been taken away by wild dogs, let alone received a relatively complete literacy education.

"I think you may have missed the letter I sent you. Shackley said at this time.

"What?" Sean asked, looking back at his old home.

"Your adoptive father, Priest Connery, was born into the Connery family, you know that. The old Viscount Connelly died of illness last year, and he has no other heirs, so the title falls to you. Congratulations, Viscount Sean Connery. ”

Shakli's eyes burned.