After being treated with ether anesthesia for the first time in the world's history, Corwin was handed over to the Church, or rather to be sentenced by the Bishop.

Of course, in return, the doctor, in his capacity as a pious guest who was about to bring great benefits to the church, demanded leniency for the runaway youth, or at least not to be lynched—lest it damage the results of this special medical treatment.

Before leaving, Kraft warmly shook his still intact left hand and reconfirmed, "Mr. Corwin, are you sure this is your real name?" Is there a last name, full name, or a more preferred title? ”

"No, I'll call Corwin, really no." He still looks a little scared, and from the victim's point of view, it can probably be described as: his eyes are closed and his hands are broken; When I closed it again, I opened it again, and my hand was taken back again.

"I believe you won't regret it, and may Heavenly Father bless you, Mr. Corwin."

Although he would like to observe for a few more days, this excellent practitioner in the property redistribution industry has more important things to do, such as helping the bishop's subordinates find the guy who is trying to make a fool of himself and see if he can contribute to the church's financial results for the second half of the year.

The Church can tolerate letting the rude sailors step into the church, acquiesce to the existence of the "drunken priests", and even turn a blind eye to the red-green erosion of the harbor; But for the behavior of sticking your hand into your own backyard and getting involved in sending it to your door, you can't give in to it.

If you dare to reach out, you will chop your hands, and if you dare to stretch your feet, you will chop your feet, there is no negotiation.

However, none of this has anything to do with Kraft and Adrian, they have their own church forces that have been operating in Comfort Harbor for many years, and they just need to know that they will take more than expected when they finally divide the money.

On a pleasantly lit afternoon, they had the privilege of meeting with the first mate, the mysterious bishop, who had made all the decisions of the cathedral and the church in this matter.

"The captain asked me to express my sincerest apologies to you on his behalf, as I was unable to come due to a special illness."

An old man in a white robe sitting on a high-backed chair, a white robe that was no different from Adrian except for the model, with a black and bright emblem of unknown material hanging on his chest. Wen Yan nodded slightly, pulled out a clean and unadorned hand from under the fur blanket, beckoned the young priest with a somewhat similar face next to him to do it for him, and then continued to half-close his eyes to enjoy the heat of the sun.

The wooden, iron-trimmed box was taken out, the size of two thick books, but with a pull ring for easy movement.

The young priest's arms were tense and his cyan veins stood out before he lifted it up and placed it on the thick printed cotton cushion on the table, making a dull sound like a knight in full armor. The iron ring left red, dented strangulation marks on the side of his palm.

Needless to say, that weight seems to act directly on the soul, and can drag the light soul that can ascend to the kingdom of the Father straight to hell.

"Although they are old acquaintances, at least they are not strangers, but it's a pity that William didn't ......come," he propped up his loose eyelids, his gaze swept over the box, and looked at the three visitors, and stayed on Adrian's face for a moment.

"But with such a large amount of money, I think it's better to deliver it in person."

A small key was handed to the young priest, who leaned back in his chair, the gentle midday sun smoothing the inevitable chill of the stone building. He seemed to be enjoying the moment, and the skin lines on his old face stretched out, and he looked calm and kind.

The box is opened, and the contents are fully illuminated to reveal the contents to everyone. Even if you are mentally prepared, it is difficult to keep your composure in front of them when you actually see them.

Yellow, metallic square ingots, not even round coins, do not need to be engraved with patterns or markings, and are stacked neatly and without leaving gaps in the purest form.

The mind is taken away for a moment, and it becomes the only one in the vision, and nothing else can be seen.

Kraft felt his heart skip a beat, and even those who knew that they were not here would be shaken and shocked for a moment.

He saw the bishop's covert smile of satisfaction, as if the gaffe of everyone present was a kind of amusing spice for him to bask in the sun. Finding that Kraft quickly broke away from it, he cast a glance with a little surprise.

In contrast, the young priest's trembling hand holding the key made him a little dissatisfied.

"Piety is the greatest reward, but the Lord is not sparing in the smallest things." The still clear and straight voice woke the first mate and Adrian from shock, as if in a sermon, and Kraft, who had not read the holy scriptures much, even wondered if he had taken a sentence from the book.

"The doors of the sanctuary are always open to you, and it is proper to guide the Lamb of the Lord, and if there is any need, let Jacques convey it on your behalf."

The young priest drew a circle on his chest and made a standard gesture of prayer and blessing, which was probably similar to the idea of clasping his hands together or drawing a cross on his chest on the otherworldly soul's side.

He chose the latter between speaking and handing over the key, and after the first mate took the key, he briefly introduced himself: "Jacques, ordinary priest, if you have any errands, you can find me in the main hall of the church." If I'm not there, I can ask other people, most of whom know me. ”

"It's an honor to meet you." The first mate withdrew his gaze from the box and saluted him back.

The brief meeting ended as the Bishop closed his eyes, and he paid little attention to the box the whole time, not even bothering to mention its existence. Jacques escorted them to the end of the hallway, where they left through the back door of the church and returned to the boat—and began to divide the money.

Until he entered the captain's room, the priest was still in disbelief, as if in a dream. So a big sum of gold actually arrived?

There is little doubt about the distribution. As the main material support for this operation, the angel investors who lost three capable sailors and almost planted themselves in it, and the angel investors who went out of the boat, people, money and life, and as the person responsible for the realization of the results, William will get the lion's share.

This ratio is about forty to fifty percent, which is enough for him to pay a generous pension, dividends to the first mate, and recruit sailors.

And most importantly, it is estimated that it will not be too easy to change to a large ship that can sail for a long time. Large ships are always ordered to build one by one, and it takes a long time for a new ship to be built to leave the factory, and no one may be willing to sell the ready-made ones. Unless there is a premium, it is not easy to have money alone.

In fact, it should be about forty percent of the money, and he can come back alive to share the money, and Kraft is a great contributor, and a part of it should be set aside.

As one of the initial participants, Father Adrian was able to get two and a half by providing clues and gathering information. Although he didn't go to the southern hills to participate in the grand event, he would never have been able to do it without him.

As a staff member who eats and lives in the church, it seems that there is nothing particularly needed.

In addition to improving his living conditions, the influence of his long-term involvement in the captain's circle made him decide to invest some of his money in William's new ship, take a stake in his old friend's new ship, and get a share of the future business, which will be converted into a long-term source of wealth.

Finally, Kraft, the initiator, the core person, the planner, and the lifeguard of the entire operation, got nearly thirty and a half percent of the benefits.

This money far exceeds the cost of customizing instruments, buying materials, and opening a clinic.

It's a good idea to invest in a new boat, after all, where else can you find an intense working captain who is always on the water?

The so-called wealth does not return to the hometown, such as brocade clothes at night. Part of it was delivered to William, and he was brought back to Wendengang College along with ether technology, and the college forwarded the letter to Lyne, who came for the next correspondence and summer purchase, and told Wood and Anderson that Kraft had a lot to do outside, and there was no need to worry about it.

The letter was already written: he and his new acquaintance, the captain and priest, solved the puzzles left by the alchemist, went on a treasure hunt in the southern hills, and with the help of friendly villagers, he experienced the unique local creatures and eventually found the treasure.

If he had the chance, he would introduce his grandfather to the talent he had discovered by chance the next time he returned home, the loyal and brave Kou Pu.

And he, Kraft, will be staying in Comfort Harbor for some time to conduct animal experiments, refine equipment, and put it into clinical practice, and get a large number of cases from the naturally traumatized seafarer population.

"Kupu, Yin Feng, come here." Kraft, who became rich overnight, was in a good mood, and the haze of nightmares that had been hovering over his head for a long time was dispelled a lot.

"What's the matter, Mr. Kraft?"

"Performance bonus!"