I Got On A Ghost Ship By Mistake And Was Forced To Be The Captain
/ I Got on a Ghost Ship By Mistake and Was Forced To Be the Captain Chapter 241
Chapter 241 The storm is with you
Narnia, the city of heaven.
In this city full of pirates and gangsters, anyone can satirize the incompetence of the Lantis Navy.
Since Landis took over this territory, it has led to the flood of narcotics, more and more private armed forces have suppressed it, and it has become a veritable paradise for pirates.
This colonial army has almost become the laughing stock of the archipelago. What is more desperate than being kidnapped by pirates?
The Lantis army came to the rescue.
Anyone who has been in the sea knows that in this sea, only the God of Storms cannot be offended.
The lord of the sea who was born on the third day of God's creation and who is in charge of storms and disasters is the leading **** even among the seven gods.
It is said that He is everywhere, has a pair of eyes to distinguish between good and evil, and can clearly see every move of people on the sea.
His scepter can easily shake the sea and destroy those disrespectful ships, not to mention a serious businessman, even if he is in the sea fishing business, he must respect this god.
On the high mountain of Narnia, the Church of the Storm is located at the headquarters of the islands.
A serious meeting opened under the auspices of the High Priest of the Sea.
White-haired wise man, Carl Hoffman sized up the coming extraordinary captains with stern eyes. The theme of this impromptu gathering was the total expenditure of the Stormy Branch Church in Narnia this quarter.
With the concerted efforts and concerted efforts of everyone, the deficit target was finally achieved.
In the sea, the belief in the God of Storms is not small. The head teacher sends a lot of money every year, but it is still not enough.
This result is all attributed to the group of hateful idiots in front of me.
They are hot-tempered, irritable, act with no regard for consequences, and always cause trouble in the name of the storm. Even the most generous rich people would never support such a gang of prodigal bastards.
"Which of you will first explain your sins."
Hoffman received a thick stack of complaint letters from his assistant.
Complaints from various forces in Narnia City, including the Governor's Mansion, the Navy, the United Chamber of Commerce of the Islands, the Women's Rights Protection Association, and a stack of thick consumption bills from taverns, casinos, and brothels.
Even at his age, who is well-informed, his face was still flushed with anger.
"The cargo ship of the Governor's Mansion was hijacked by the extraordinary organization. I was ordered to rescue it. The battle went smoothly, but the cargo ship was accidentally overturned. I must not be blamed."
"I'm actually very innocent. A lieutenant in the navy sold military intelligence to pirates. When I arrived at the transaction scene, he was so ashamed that he jumped into the sea and fed the sharks."
"As for the members of the chamber of commerce, ten and eleven sentences are all false, high priest, you must not listen to their one-sided words."
"Carl, you know me. Honest people are synonymous with me. I am different from them. I am not a troublemaker."
The captain forcefully defended himself, and immediately received unanimous contempt from his colleagues.
He was part of the mountain of bills.
This **** always hangs around casinos and brothels in the name of spying on cultists, but he really caught a lot of fugitives who were hiding deep.
In the end, regardless of the cost of destroying public facilities or injuring innocent people, they were all reimbursed to the Church of Storms.
From the perspective of those who work within the system,
The word reimbursement is definitely the most harmonious word since the emergence of human civilization.
Other things are easy to understand. They have been in Narnia for many years. Although these people are proficient in eating, drinking, whoring and gambling, Karl knows that they are not bad-hearted, and they are active in doing things.
But he still frantically grabbed the complaint letter from the women's rights organization from the complaint letter and threw it heavily on the table.
"Who can tell me what's going on."
A bearded captain named Cody came forward to claim the "crime".
"A lady named Marybeth, a loyal believer of the God of Storms, her husband is contaminated with narcotics, and after long-term alcoholism, he often commits domestic violence against the poor lady.
This matter should be dealt with by the law enforcement agencies, but this kind of thing cannot be stopped, and the Women's Rights Committee brought this matter to the church.
I swear at first I just wanted to reason with her husband, but when we met, he was so angry that he thought I was having an affair with his wife, and even used a knife, but I was still reasoning..."
"to be frank."
"Well, I admit that I touched him at the time, that poor **** whose body was hollowed out by alcohol accidentally fell to his death."
The extraordinary captain Cody who spoke looked aggrieved.
It is the turn of this group of people to defend themselves. They can always give reasons that seem reasonable but cannot withstand scrutiny.
High Priest Karl Hoffmann sighed and sighed.
Things have come to this day, the Church of the Storm has mastered the potion formula of the demigod adventurer path, a fairly complete sequence path, and it is also the main target chosen by the members of the Church of Storms.
This also resulted in the proliferation of adventurers. Sequence 9 braves, Sequence 8 bounty hunters, and Sequence 7 lawless lunatics are everywhere. They are all relatively savage, vulgar, and ignorant role-playing characters.
The direct result is that these crazy adventurers have successfully turned their brains into decorations. Landis's breakfast baguettes are not as hard as their brains.
But if it weren't for these idiots, in a ghost place like Mogadishu Islands, honest people would have been eaten to the bone.
"If this continues, sooner or later the church will be sold to the chamber of commerce to repay the debt."
Carl Hoffmann looked desperately at the chandelier on the ceiling, wishing he could hang himself here immediately.
But he must not do this. If he hanged here today, the leaderless Church of Storms would definitely attack all the black and white forces including the Governor's Mansion one by one.
Before they could explain themselves, they killed the whole city to the point of bloodshed.
I feel hopeless just thinking about it.
During this extremely discordant meeting, the person in charge of missionary work of the church slowly entered through the outer door, "Gentlemen, there is a young gentleman who claims that he is a follower of the God of Storms and wants to meet the person in charge here. "
"Not seen."
Captain Cody, who was still defending himself, resolutely refused, "If every believer wants to meet with us, then we don't have to do anything for a day."
Father hesitated for a moment, "But...he donated five hundred crowns to the merit box when he arrived."
This sentence immediately made the atmosphere in the conference room ingenious, including the white-haired wise man Carl Hoffman squinting his eyes.
Captain Cody, who had just rejected the straightforward decision, stood up with a "bang" from the card table, and his attitude became extremely kind. "It is my bounden duty to satisfy the wishes of every loyal storm believer."
The young gentlemen who came to the Church of Storms, except for Tu Fu, will definitely not have anyone else.
"The storm is upon us."
He imitated the appearance of other believers on the island, respectfully respecting the statue of the Lord of Storms with the scepter in his hand and the crown on his head, and prayed together, as if he had done it hundreds or thousands of times.
After getting off the Homecoming, he naturally also sensed the danger.
His identity information was leaked faster than expected, there were pirates, bounty hunters, and some local organizations.
He had quietly observed the strength of that group of people. They were numerous and troublesome, and all of them were blood-licking figures. Maybe there were also experts in the mid-sequence.
Even if he can take action to solve this pile of troubles with his current ability, it would be too inelegant to fight them one by one, and he might get hurt all over again.
At that time, if the clothes are covered with mud and blood, how can they have the courage of the children of a wealthy family.
"Mr. Sparrow, I am Cody, who is in charge of the daily affairs of the church this week. Where are you from?"
While he was praying, a bearded man appeared.
The other party was wearing the uniform of the Church of the Storm, a white robe and shawl, not only the lightning logo exclusive to the God of Storms, but also the pattern of surging waves on the edge of the clothes, which looked impressive.
"I come from the Baia Kingdom of the Northern Continent. At first I came here with good intentions and wanted to do some business, but I didn't expect to encounter some troubles on the way. The people here don't seem to welcome me."
Tu Fu's sad eyes seemed to be true, “Fortunately, I remembered my identity as a loyal storm believer for many years, so I rushed here while I was still alive, and they followed me all the way.
At least here they dare not lay hands on me. "
"Go and find out who they are."
Captain Cody, who had suffered a lot, was careful this time and signaled to his companions who came out.
Check out the person first, and then decide whether to do it.
"Don't worry, no one dares to cause trouble here, even the so-called sea legends dare not step into the territory of the storm, the God of Storms will bless every one of his believers."
The bearded captain comforted the uneasy heart of the young gentleman with these words.
"We have always been fair. If someone really doesn't have eyes, they will definitely pay the price they deserve."
"I hope so, then I can come to church to worship with peace of mind in the future."
Tu Fu said, he glanced at the church inadvertently, perhaps due to the heavy rain on the island, many places have been corroded,
"The Lord's Church shouldn't be so dilapidated, it's time to rebuild it."
"You're right."
Captain Cody's eyelids twitched, "It's only because of some accidents that the construction has not started."
He will never say that the money was used by them to pay off debts.
In a few minutes, the person who went out to investigate came back with a face full of excitement, and his palms were rubbed into balls.
"I found out that a group of pirates who are not afraid of death are gathering around, including 'Quick Knife', 'Bloody Hand', the members of the two small island ships, and the famous 'Demon Hunter'."
"These are good hands on the sea."
Captain Cody was shocked, he couldn't believe that the person in front of him had provoked so many evil forces.
Just as he was about to turn his head to ask for clarification, he saw the young gentleman walk to the merit box again, and elegantly put thousands of crowns into it.
"Shusha..."
The wonderful banknote was in the box, making the most beautiful sound in the world.
Captain Cody cast a look of admiration immediately, how could such a gentleman be wrong.
He pressed his fist tightly to his chest and said:
"Sir, the storm will be with you."
(end of this chapter)
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