Lumian put down his glass and said with a smile in Intis with a Leston accent:
"I only arrived in Trier two days ago, and I came to Laverny to find a job."
Thanks to Aurore's teachings, he speaks normally without an accent from the Daliège region of Leston, but is more like a Trier, but he has lived in the village of Cordoo for nearly six years, and his ability to learn, imitate, and move is quite strong, and the dialect is not difficult for him at all.
The bartender with heavy bags under his eyes looked left and right, as if he hadn't had a good rest, and said cautiously:
"That's a big man from the sea, 'Flame' Daniz!"
"I've never heard of it." Lumian was very straightforward.
The bartender coughed and reminded Lumian to pay attention to his tone and attitude:
"Then have you heard of the six pirate kings and nine pirate generals?"
"I've heard a little." Lumian is quite honest.
His impressions of pirate kings and pirate generals all came from newspapers that published anecdotes and various novels, and he knew that Gelman. Sparrow has hunted some, knows that the servant of this great adventurer, Dibois, once worked as a pirate on the ship of the "Vice Admiral of the Iceberg", knows that the "Sick Girl" is also known as the "Sick Lieutenant General", knows that the pirate generals change relatively frequently, and the pirate king is relatively stable, many of whom have been famous for so long that no one remembers how many years they have.
Seeing that the other party was not completely ignorant, the bartender secretly breathed a sigh of relief:
"That was once a pirate, recognized as stronger than all pirate generals, second only to the six pirate kings."
It's really amazing...... Lumian couldn't judge the exact number of pirate generals and pirate kings, but it could be seen from the fact that they were able to survive under the official encirclement and suppression until now and were not very low-key, they were definitely not weak.
That "Flame" Daniz can rank seventh among the pirates, almost the quasi-pirate king, his strength can be imagined, and he must be extremely powerful!
Saint? If he were a saint, the pirate kings would definitely be, not so many...... The most powerful ones in Sequence 5? Lumian keenly grasped a word said by the bartender:
"Ever?"
"Yes, once, he is not a pirate or a treasure hunter now, you see, there is no wanted notice for him on the wall." The bartender pointed around.
But I have a wanted warrant...... Fortunately, the bounty amount is very low, and in the far corner, no one pays attention...... Lumian asked puzzled and curious:
"If you don't say that you are a pirate, you can not be a pirate, and the official cooperated to revoke his wanted notice?"
Which country or Orthodox Church has this surrendered, right?
The bartender's voice was lowered:
"He is now a member of the Church of the Fools, a messenger of that god."
The messenger of Mr. "Fool"? Maybe the only divine messenger? Lumian was quite stunned.
The bartender thought he didn't know about the "Fool" Church, so he briefly explained two sentences:
"That's a god recognized by all the Orthodox Churches, hehe, how could a god give himself such a name?
"The belief in the 'Fool' is very popular at sea, and many seamen and sailors believe in it, and they also raised their own money to build a 'Fool' church in Lavigne."
"The bishop of the church is that angel?" Lumian deliberately kept his voice very soft.
"No." The bartender shook his head, "But 'Flame' Daniz often comes to Trier, he likes it here, well, he is from Intis, and there is no Intis who doesn't yearn for Trier."
Lumian was about to say something when the big man from the sea, the messenger of the Church of the Fools, Daniz "Flame" Daniz, finished the remaining oatmeal beer, stood up, and walked to the door of the "Sea Breeze" bar.
Almost at the same time, the sailors who played cards, drank, bragged, and made out with street girls stood up in an unusually neat manner.
Without making a fuss, they silently and orderly followed Flame Daniz out of the bar.
If he hadn't witnessed this scene, Lumian wouldn't have been able to see that all the sailors in the bar just now were the subordinates of the "Fool" gentleman.
"Flame" Daniz...... Listening to nicknames is playing with fire...... Is it also a "hunter" route? Lumian drank Lie Langzi and chatted with the bartender about the "Fool" Church:
"What kind of god is that 'fool'?"
The bartender drew a triangular emblem on his chest, shook his head and said:
"I'm not a believer in Him, how do I know?"
"Steam is on top!" Lumian also drew a triangular emblem on his chest.
The bartender glanced at the much empty hall and said:
"But the 'fool' church is quite good, even if you are just a homeless person, even if you do not believe in the 'fool', you can enter their church and receive the sacrament.
"If you ask them for help, you can even get a dinner with meat and bread and a room to sleep in."
"Do I need to go to the queue now?" Lumian asked with a smile.
The bartender shook his head again:
"No, they can't go out of church to preach and preach, only the homeless people around them know that they can go there for help, but they only go once in a while, because the 'Fool' Church is more willing to introduce them to jobs."
After chatting for a while, after mastering the time of the bishop's sermon in the "Fool" Church, Lumian finished drinking the Lie Langzi in his cup and took advantage of the early time to carefully explore the surrounding neighborhoods.
He found that many commanding heights were guarded by the military, with artillery and giant firearms that needed water cooling.
The government is still not at ease with the sailors and merchants who have worked part-time as pirates at the dock...... Lumian retracted his gaze and rushed to the "Fool's" church as it got dark.
The church is plainly furnished, with no gold leaf or complex mechanical systems, and the most notable feature is that the windows are large and numerous, and there is no need to light candles or oil lamps before nightfall.
Like most religious places, there are giant murals on the walls here, but the colors are not warm enough and tend to be bleak.
Lumian took advantage of the light of dusk to take a rough look at the contents of the mural and found that it mainly depicted a wilderness and humans struggling in the wilderness.
Some of those humans are unusually tall, compared to others, like legendary giants, some have three eyes, some have no noses, and only two black holes remain, closer to monsters than normal people.
The pain and despair on their faces were vivid, but there was a little glimmer in their eyes.
Walking in front of these strange humans were many fuller and more specific guides, some with gray hair and two straight swords on their backs, some carrying deep blue hammers with sun-like light on their bodies, and some wearing dark black armor with silver-gray curls......
Before these guides, there is also the back.
The back was wearing a black trench coat, a half-height silk top hat, a straight back, and a lantern.
Further ahead of that back was a ray of light, the altar of the Church of the Fool, the brilliance of the silver-white emblem under the sunlight from above.
Lumian moved his gaze to the few pieces of stained glass, which depicted angels and saints in a more exaggerated style, some of whom had appeared on the frescoes, and some did not—angels with wings and halos, and saints with only halos.
After turning around carefully and observing for more than half an hour, Lumian found a seat and sat down, waiting for the sermon at six o'clock in the evening.
As time went on, many people entered the church, some dressed as merchants, some were typical sailors, some were dockworkers who had just finished a tiring day, and some seemed to be street girls.
In the sound of the bell, the candlelight was lit, and the bishop came to the altar.
He had golden hair and eyes, he was two meters five or six tall, wearing a specially made black trench coat and a half-height silk top hat, not like a clergyman at all.
With a slight adjustment, the rough-faced bishop pressed his hand on his chest and shouted in a loud voice:
"Praise the fool!"
"Praise the fool!" The believers present responded with the same gestures, and Lumian was very gregarious.
The bishop immediately opened the silver-patterned scriptures in his hand, and said in a voice that could reverberate in the church hall:
"Our Lord calls himself 'Fool,' and in the past, present, and future, he is the great ruler of the spiritual world, the king of yellow and black who controls good fortune, and the beacon of every creature's pursuit of eternity......
"He is merciful, He is merciful, He is the Savior of this world, and He makes us refer to 'Him' instead of 'Him'......
"My Lord dwells above reality and the spiritual world, and his mercy has spread throughout the kingdom of heaven and the earth, and eight angels stand beside him......
"The 'angel of mercury' is the embodiment of fate, the angel of my Lord's favorite; The 'Angel of Death' is the longest-serving being who has followed our Lord and is the archon of the underworld; The "Angel of Salvation" is the clarion call of our Lord, who once incarnated as Gelman. Sparrow conveys his oracle; The 'Angel of Life' is the crystallization of wisdom, the indelible spirituality in everyone."
Gelman. Sparrow? That great adventurer is Mr. "The Fool's Angel"? Lumian was both shocked and stunned when he heard this.
The giant bishop continued:
"There is also the 'chastisement angel' next to the throne of the Lord, the thunder of the Lord, the wrath of the Lord, the palm of the Lord, the judge and executioner of all the fallen and the unclean.
"Next to the 'chastisement angel' is the 'angel of the Holy Spirit,' who is the king of all spirits and rules the spiritual world on behalf of our Lord.
"Opposite them are the 'angels of time' and 'angels of the stars.'
"The 'angel of time' is an angel of ancient times who finally surrendered to our Lord and struck the bell of the kingdom of heaven for him.
"The angels of the stars are witnesses, recorders, eyes and ears of my Lord......"
Lumian listened very seriously, unable to believe that there were eight angels next to Mr. "Fool's" throne.
This strength is too terrifying, isn't it?
This is really not much different from the Orthodox Church!
Suddenly, Thermibolos' magnificent cascading voice sounded in his ears:
"Do you believe it?"
"Why don't you believe it?" Lumian asked in a very low voice, as if he were reciting the scriptures.
Even if the scriptures of the "Fool" Church contain exaggerated elements, which Orthodox Church does not?
It must be amazing after removing moisture!
ps: At the beginning of the month, I asked for a guaranteed monthly pass~
(End of this chapter)