Joe knelt there. It was the first time he had heard these two men speak......

Gradually, his face glowed.

He didn't know the pirate language at all. Those pirates are murderous bastards. But he could understand a few words of these two people's words......

While wandering around, Joe used to work in a town. There, Joe meets a homeless man who is about the same as him, who claims to be some kind of "heavenly visitor". Through his introduction, Joe joins a church that is not exactly the same god he prayed to since he was a child, and even more different from the gods of the sea that the pirates worshipped. The old man who presided over the church spoke a language they had never heard before, and according to him, it was "heavenly."

Legend has it that the skies in ancient times were not as gloomy as they are today. At that time, there were stars called "suns" in the sky, and at night it was not dark, there were "moons" and "stars". It is the great gods of the sky who pity the people on the earth, who manipulate the sea of clouds and let the sea of clouds shine a warm "sunshine" to illuminate the world, and only the most pious people can be led to the sea of clouds after death and become the true people of God.

With the exception of the "evil" paganism of the gods of the seas overseas, all good people should wish to ascend to the kingdom above the sea of clouds.

In addition to the teachings, the saying that "visitors from heaven" has a special language also makes Joe feel very fresh. He had heard rumors that some heavenly people had returned to us and were accepting grain as a tribute......

Perhaps, the rumors are true, and those priests who refute the rumors are nonsense.

There is a language that allows us to approach the world above the sea of clouds...... It seems that those heavenly people really exist, they are really God's messengers to the mortal world, as long as they pray in their language, sooner or later, God will hear his own voice.

Qiao went for seven days in a row and learned many words in the cloud language. On the eighth day, he was late. When he arrived at the private chapel, he saw a detachment of heavily armed soldiers escorting all the friends he had made there.

He fled in fear. A few days later, he saw the severed heads of the "parishioners" at the entrance of the town. A dignified-looking priest repeated some terrible words to passers-by, saying that these people were shameful betrayers of the gods, leaving Qiao Ru in a dream. He also said that they were spreading a demonic language of an ancient kingdom of sin, and that all who practiced it must be put to death.

The thought of joining such a horrible thing sent chills down Joe's body. He fled there and never wanted to go back to that place.

……

And now, a man and a woman who looked like pirates in front of them were not speaking the rough language of the pirates, but the heavenly language that Jo had studied for a few days.

He carefully observed the two men in front of him: the man was extremely handsome, the woman was even more beautiful, he had just been in a state of extreme panic and had not noticed, and now Jo was willing to swear to God that he had never seen a woman with such an otherworldly temperament in his life.

How can such a person be a pirate? They must be heavenly messengers who came down to earth.

God above, we are right!

So he cried out.

"God, heaven!" He tried his best to spell out the full meaning in the heavenly language that he remembered, "God, heavenly!" ”

The girl and Dimi were stunned to hear the strange-sounding lingua franca words of the Celeran pop out of the mouth of the native-looking fellow. They had no idea that they could not understand the indigenous speech, but the indigenous could understand their speech......

"What are you talking about, Joe?" Adam, who was kneeling beside Joe, was also stupefied.

And the performance of the girl and Dimi, in Joe's eyes, is a performance in response to his prayers.

"Joaenica!" Joe reported his name, and at this time he felt that it was better to say his full name, because his hands were tied, he could only nod desperately while saying his name, hoping that the two would understand his sincerity, "I, Ruo Anika, I!" Lead the way, lead the way! Disloyal...... Loyalty, loyalty! ”

Joe could only use some prayer words, and it took him a long time to remember the word "loyalty."

Why is the Great Heavenly Visitor here? Certainly not because I feel that I am pious to lead me. Legend has it that most of them were dressed in black robes, and they would ask for a large amount of food as a tribute every time they came, and perhaps the same was true for these two men.

Of course, Joe himself couldn't get the tribute, and he didn't dare to take them to the master. The lord sent two of his three sons to the monastery, and perhaps he would be furious and disrespectful to these two noble angels.

But Joe knew where he could find someone willing to serve them: he had met a guy in another village the other day who wanted to pull him into the church of the heavenly people. At that time, he left in fear, but now that he thinks about it, there must be someone there who speaks better than him.

As long as you can find them, you will definitely be able to talk to these two "angels" and formally listen to their requests.

Many thoughts flashed through the girl's mind. The language of the conversation between the two men was neither the lingua franca nor the Aucadian language, but the native would come up with several lingua franca words to express his deference.

Is it that there are still people in the world under the clouds who speak this language? Or is it the contact between the Black Lord and them that caused the lingua franca on the clouds to spread a little here?

It should be the latter that is more likely.

So the girl thought about it for a moment and spoke slowly.

"We, need, a place to rest," she said word for word, "to lead the way, to the city, to rest, to communicate, to be safe." Betrayal, death! ”

The horror on Joe's face grew—he only understood "we," "leading," and "dying......

The girl shook her head, gesturing to a nearby room and winking at Dimi. Dimi approached the nearby house. After a while, he returned, carrying a worn-out roll of bedding in his hand.

I really didn't expect to use this kind of "small theater" communication with comparisons and rows, the young prince thought distressedly.

He pointed to the bed, made a sleeping position, and repeated the word "guide" twice in a row. The word was spoken by the natives themselves.

The girl was a little worried about whether the nod here would indicate agreement, and then thought about it, this guy nodded desperately when introducing himself, and it always didn't mean a veto. So she took the cover from Dimi's hand, said "lead the way", then nodded, and then raised the hammer spear in her hand, made a wave gesture, and shook her head.

"You, loyal, disloyal, die!" The maiden thinks that if he is smart enough, he should understand that he wants a place to rest and does not want to fight.

"I, loyal, able, speak!" And Joe not only understood what the girl and Dimi meant, but also remembered how the word "speak" said, "I, can, speak." Speak, OK, lead the way, be loyal! “

"He's going to ...... us," Dimi pondered for five seconds, "...... Brought to his ...... Where is the language teacher? ”

"Seems so." The girl frowned.

"Untie him," said Dimi, "and we'll take one at a time." ”

"I can't believe it." The girl said.

"We can only believe it," Dimi said, "and let him take us to a populated area." Looking at his current appearance, he probably wouldn't dare to lead us to a dangerous place. ”

In fact, even if the two of them did not show their "heavenly language" skills, Adam and Joe would never dare to lead the two to the garrison post - then no matter what the outcome of the girl and Dimi was, they were doomed to die.

Seeing that the girl and Dimi believed in themselves like this, Joe stood up in surprise and joy. And Adam, he looked at his friend in disbelief.

"Are you...... The ...... of the Heavenly Church? Adam had heard about this newly emerging church, too.

Joe smiled slightly, like a magic stick.