Chapter Twenty-Four: Mr. Moon
Gallinaro has been a faithful believer in the Evangelical Church since its appearance on the land, and the power of faith has almost completely permeated the kingdom, and the coronation of kings required the approval of the Pope during the peak of the Evangelical Church's strength.
However, there have also been examples of royal power challenging divine power in this land, the king did not want to be dominated by the evangelical church anymore, put on the crown without the consent of the pope, and he wanted to organize an army to resist, but the angry people stormed his palace and strangled him on the throne.
Then came the changing times, the decay of faith, and the rise of industry.
Ignorant religion has been defeated by rational technology, and finally it has become what it is today.
"I just thought that this group of people was crazy, and the example of the mad king Olim was in front of me, how dare they support Orthodoxy, even if there are cardinals from the Evangelical Church. ”
Hercule was a little panicked by what he had anticipated.
"Mad King Olim......"
Lorenzo whispered the name, and Eve looked even more confused, a name she knew but couldn't remember.
"The Mad King Olim, the king of Gaulnalo, is most famous for his death. ”
Lorenzo told the story he knew.
Although no one believed it, Lorenzo was a pastor for a short time, and during his years in the Evangelical Church, he loved to read and knew most of the books in the library, including books on the history of the church.
"Tempted by the devil, the Mad King Orim organized an evil army to invade the Holy Church, but was eventually stopped by the hero Olivier Garrel, who led the people into the palace and slain the Mad King on his throne.
Although the war did not start, such blasphemous atrocities angered the Evangelical Church, and the Templars settled in Gaulnalo, where they discovered that it was not only the Mad King who had been infested by the devil, but also his family.
In order to purge the evil, all members of the Mad King's family were executed under the watchful eyes of the people, and the new king ascended the throne under the cheers of the people and the watchful eyes of the priests. ”
It's a heavy history, and Lorenzo shifts his position, his legs crossed, and there's a little more contempt in his voice.
"And that new king is Olivier Garrel, who is regarded as a hero who slays demons. ”
"Sounds like a fantasy. ”
Under Lorenzo's narration, Eve remembered this.
"It's true, for what is sacred, for faith, the writing in the evangelical church is all god-like, but the people still like this, the actual story is very different, the evangelical church secretly instigated the believers to riot, and then created a new hero, or puppet, to end it all. ”
Lorenzo felt sorry for the "mad king" in history.
"It is ironic that Olim did not want to be dominated by the Evangelical Church, and during his short reign he issued many edicts to break the ignorance of ignorance and hope that the people would be free from the domination of the faith, but he was killed by the same people he wanted to save. ”
"Fortunately, times have changed, and with the rise of industry, the evangelical church has become more and more aging, and it can be seen from Gaulnalo's support of the Orthodox Church that they have declined to the point that even Gaulnalo can no longer influence...... What did Gaulna Nalo call himself at the time?"
Hercule continued Lorenzo's words.
"God's most faithful believers. Lorenzo reminded.
"Yes, that's it, but now the most faithful believers have rebelled. Hercule laughed.
"Religion is just a tool, and now the Evangelical Church can declare Orim the Mad King, and now Gaul Naro can also use the mouth of Orthodoxy to declare that the Evangelical Church has been corrupted by evil. ”
Lorenzo frowned, thinking about the worst possible scenarios.
Gaulna Nalo is also forming an organization to fight the demons, and now with these cardinals on board, it is clear that they want to reproduce another demon hunting order to achieve their own goals in the name of these beliefs.
"It looks like the net elimination agency is going to have a competitor as well. Hercule said.
"There's already a rivalry between Invig and Gaulnalo, isn't it?" Lorenzo felt only a headache.
The work was extremely sensitive, and the two countries were once again filled with gunpowder, and Lorenzo couldn't help but think of what he had read in books.
The history of mankind is the history of war, and with development, conflict is inevitable, and when it is at its most intense, it is an unavoidable war.
"Do you want to investigate Orthodoxy more deeply?" Hercule asked, and judging by his expression, the more in-depth information seemed to be paid content.
"Arthur should be the one to worry about this kind of trouble, it's not my turn, after all, I'm just a detective, and I'll leave it to someone else to save the world. ”
Lorenzo waved his hand, probably a little thirsty from speaking, he picked up Eve's unfinished cup of "Suiyuan", dried it in one gulp, and then burped.
This time, Hercule's eyes also became the same as Eve's, but then Hercule seemed to have discovered some new world, and he secretly considered whether to adjust something else, anyway, judging from Lorenzo's reaction, it couldn't poison him.
"I'm only interested in Ivar, and the content of my job is very simple, after arriving in Gaulinaro, I need you as my intelligence network to assist me. ”
"I have almost no staff there, and besides, the timeliness of such a thing as intelligence is very important, and when it reaches you, there will be a big delay. ”
Regarding the intelligence part, Hercule is professional.
But Lorenzo didn't care, he leaned closer to Hercule, a smile on his face.
"This problem is easy to solve, as long as you follow us, can't you?"
"Together?Gallinaro?"
Hercule's face turned pale, he had been on the edge of danger, but only on the edge.
He is very self-aware, in the end, he is just a little smarter than others, Hercule is not good at any weapons, in terms of combat effectiveness, a drunk who drinks too much may be able to kill him.
Not to mention working with Lorenzo and going to Gaulinalo.
The detective in front of him was a witcher, a warrior who had killed a group of people with a spoon, how could Hercule Hod work with such an being?
"No, no. ”
Hercule hurriedly waved his hand.
"Trust me, Hercule, there are many benefits when it happens. ”
Lorenzo was smiling, but the smile really didn't look very kind.
It was a trap, a trap for Hercule, and he shouldn't have come.
"There is a life to earn a life, but there is no life to spend!"
The eye searched for a way to escape, but then Hercule noticed that Eve was standing in front of the door of the back kitchen.
Although Eve didn't quite understand what the two were talking about, from what she could understand, she knew that this "new friend" called Hercule would be a good tool.
"Let's go, Hercule, it's going to be an unforgettable journey. ”
Lorenzo pulled Hercule up and kicked open the back door of the tavern.
It was as if Hercule had lost a bone, letting Lorenzo pull him. For a while, his mood was a little complicated, and he remembered that the last unforgettable trip was the damn shipwreck.
Eve trotted behind the two, still holding Poirot in her hands.
......
The afternoon sun is so warm and harmonious, and the fresh sea breeze is coming.
The kestrel lies on a chaise longue with a fishing rod set up in front of it, and on a small table next to it is "Saker in the Night" and a few bottles of cold beer.
That's great.
Located on the edge of the harbor, it took the kestrel a morning to find such a comfortable place, without the noisy crowds, without the strong smell of fish, and it was like heaven.
The kestrel felt like it hadn't been so relaxed in a long time, and it felt like its soul was about to slip out of its heavy skin.
It was a perfect day, and if there was anything to regret, the kestrel would like to have some wonderful encounter here.
Indeed, he has also reached the age of talking about marriage, but there is no suitable opposite sex around him, if you go on a blind date, this feels very troublesome, after all, when it comes to work, kestrel can not say that his profession is to cut demons, and then the woman asked what the demon is, and the kestrel explained it for a while, and then ...... And then there was no more, and by that time the scavengers were mostly knocking on the door.
"Ah...... Sometimes it's nice to be an ordinary person. ”
The kestrel sat up, its rod firmly in front of it, not shaking in the slightest.
"Ordinary people, why do you think that?"
Suddenly, a voice sounded, and at some point a chaise longue had been set up not far from the kestrel side, and a woman was sitting on it, and she seemed to have come to fish.
"Why do you want to be an ordinary person? Everyone wants to be not ordinary, to be able to get rid of mediocrity, to become some kind of entrepreneur, artist and some kind of mess. ”
The woman was holding a wine glass, she looked at the sea in front of her, and did not look at the kestrels.
"Why, I guess I'm tired. ”
Obviously a stranger, Kestrel didn't feel unfamiliar, and chatted with her.
Kestrel is indeed not ordinary in life, in the early years in the lower city of the crawling and rolling, now slashing demons, sometimes Kestrel even feels that he is the protagonist of a certain knight.
"It's so tiring, I'm still dealing with a group of annoying guys every day, and if I'm not careful, I might die, and the colleagues around me have changed and changed...... The main thing is that I don't make much money yet. ”
The kestrel grumbled.
"I really want to be like ordinary people, doing simple work, suffering improvised, no great wealth, no disasters, just spend my life peacefully...... Thinking about it this way, ordinary is the biggest unusual. ”
What a lucky person you have to be to have such a perfect life.
"Yes, everyone has their own troubles, this thing is doomed, and it can't be shaken off. ”
The woman turned her head, and for a moment Kestrel had to admit that his breathing had slowed by half a beat.
Under the reflection of the sun, it is a beautiful face, beautiful but not so outstanding, it may not be remembered forever, but whenever you see it, you will feel a little reassured.
"Gloria Jackson. ”
Gloria announced her name and raised her glass.
"Moon Naredo. ”
Everyone screamed all day long, and the kestrel almost forgot his name, and after saying his real name for a long time, the kestrel only felt a sudden strangeness, as if at some point, Moon Naredo and the kestrel became completely different from each other.
"Hello, Mr. Moon. ”
Gloria smiled intoxicatingly, and the glass collided with the kestrel bottle in a crisp sound.
"Well, it's not impossible for you to call Mr. Moon. ”
Hearing this nickname, the kestrel couldn't help but feel a little nostalgic.
The name Moon represents the moon, and this way of naming is quite fairytale, sometimes when it comes to this name, Kestrel colleagues will show a look of surprise, and then think that Kestrel is a little cute.
"So Mr. Moon, are you on vacation?"
"Sort of. ”
Regarding his current situation, Kestrel didn't know how to describe it for a while.
"Also, only those who are relieved from fatigue will let out such an exclamation. ”
Gloria fiddled with her fishing rod as she spoke, and unlike Kestrels, her basket was full.
"Are you going on vacation? or are you traveling at public expense?"
When it comes to publicly-funded travel, the kestrel feels that it may become a knot in his heart.
"I'm going to see a friend, but my boat hasn't come yet, so I can take a break. ”
She hesitated a little at this point, but she said it anyway.
"Eh, you see this too?"
Gloria suddenly saw the book on the side.
Hearing Gloria's question, the kestrel was a little ashamed, after all, such a thing as a knight is still something out of tune in the eyes of the public, and it is difficult to be elegant.
"You see it too?"
The kestrel reacted immediately, and the shame turned to surprise, it is very difficult to find a book friend in today's world.
"Uh-huh. ”
Gloria turned and picked up the same book from the small table beside her.
At this moment, Kestrel felt that his breathing had slowed down by half a beat, and he suddenly realized that this might be the beautiful encounter he was looking forward to.
Yes, a beautiful afternoon, a cool sea breeze, no demons, no fighting, an incomparably peaceful scene, plus a lady who also likes these things.
For a moment the kestrel was stunned, he suddenly panicked, he didn't know what to say, he began to be afraid, afraid that he would say something wrong, and end this good time.
But Gloria didn't seem to care, she exclaimed.
"It's coming!"
She grabbed the rod tightly, and the muscles of her young, healthy body were like the trail of the wind, and the water splashed, and a large fat fish was pulled out of the sea and rolled on the ground.
Gloria picked up the fish, and the scales were slippery, making her scramble.
The kestrel laughed as it all began, and his smile was dumbfounded.
"Do you want to get a share?"
Gloria asked, but Kestrel didn't hear it at all, and he suddenly felt that working overtime was not bad.