Steel, Guns and the Industrial Party Across the World Chapter 30

The soldiers went out, and Paul closed the door of the room.

Seeing this, the priest suddenly lost his composure, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead: "Master Greiman, although I know that I am handsome and talented, I have already dedicated everything I have to the Lord of Light."

Paul: "Eh? What are you talking about? Forget it, take off your clothes first and let me have a look."

It's over, it looks like today is doomed. Alas, being too handsome is also a sin. Although I heard that the nobles and the upper echelons of the church like it, I just didn't expect such a young child to be infected with this bad habit.

"Lord of light! Forgive your servant." The priest prayed silently, then lay down on the bed, turned his head and said tearfully to Paul, "Please be gentle~"

"You **** stand up for me immediately!"

Paul was furious, and his face turned into a liver color. Only then did he know what this guy was thinking. He took out his musket and wanted to feed him peanuts. How could a straight man like my brother do such a nasty thing.

"Ah? Ah! Okay, okay. Hehe, I'm sorry." The priest finally kept his virginity no matter what.

After finally resisting the urge to kill the person in front of him with a single shot, Paul took a few deep breaths, gritted his teeth and said, "Your clothes are torn, and I saw a very interesting tattoo on your body."

"Oops! How does he know this?" the priest cried out inwardly.

"Hey! Lord Greyman, you must be dazzled."

"No, no, no, I'm definitely not dazzled! And I've seen this kind of shark-shaped tattoo on the members of the Shark Gang. But having said that, the position of Mr. 'Father''s tattoo is really unique."

"This this…"

"Say! Who are you?"

As Paul asked, he pointed his dark gun at the middle-aged man who called himself "Father".

"I'm really the priest of the church!" The middle-aged man slumped on the ground again and begged for mercy. The thing in the earl's hand looked like it could kill people. A lot of words.

According to the confession, his name was John Morrison, and he was originally the priest of a rural church in a nearby territory. As a result, the shark gang came to rob him, robbed him wantonly, and kidnapped him. He thought he was going to be thrown into the sea to feed the fish, but the pirate leader Shark forced him to join the pirate group. Although the gang of pirates committed murder and arson, many people, including the boss Shark, still have high spiritual needs. They need a real priest to preside over the pirates' confession, prayers and other activities.

In this way, Father John Morrison unscrupulously took part-time job as a pirate, a glorious and promising profession, and was tattooed with the gang logo—a shark with sharp teeth. year.

Paul didn't find it strange that pirates also believed in religion. Aren't there some sinful people on earth who like to burn incense and worship Buddha? And the more crimes you commit, the more superstitious you become.

But this John Morrison still wanted to cross-examine. He picked up a thick "Holy Book" that had fallen next to the cabinet. This guy must have been holding this book in the cabinet.

"I ask you, what does the one hundred and thirty-second page of this book say?"

"Suddenly the sky was as bright as day, and the majestic voice sounded out of thin air..." Morrison actually recited it, and the whole page was written word for word.

He continued to recite several other places, and he recited them word for word.

"There are two brushes."

"Hey! My lord, I'm overwhelmed."

"Well, let's just trust your priesthood!"

Morrison couldn't help but: "Thank you, Lord Graeman, can you send someone to send me back..."

"Do you want to die or live?"

Paul pointed the muzzle of the black hole at Morrison again.

Nima! Just jumped out of the wolf's den, and entered the tiger's mouth again! Father Morrison wanted to cry, but now these lords have the same virtue as robbers?

"Master Greiman, you are threatening a priest like this..."

"Touch!" With a loud noise, Morrison felt something fly past him, and his intuition drove him to turn around, and a big hole in the wall came into view.

Then the door of the room was kicked open, and a large number of soldiers rushed in, raising their weapons and aiming at Morrison.

This posture is too scary, Heavenly Father, you must bless your believers. Morrison nodded vigorously in a hurry: "I want to live! Of course I want to live." If the thing in Paul's hand was a little bit off, his head would probably explode.

"Very good! In the name of the lord of Arda, Earl Paul Greiman, I enlist you to serve in my army."

"Uh... but Master Graham, I can't lift it with my hands or shoulders."

"Oh, you don't want to? Well, I won't kill you, so I'll hand you over to the Northwest Bishop. Hehe, a clergyman actually stayed in the pirate's lair for a year, and he still has pirate tattoos on his body. I know how the bishop will judge."

"It is my great honor to serve you!"

Immediately, Morrison's face appeared as if he had heard the oracle.

"Don't worry, I just want you to do some ideological work to meet the religious needs of the soldiers. You know, we can't move the church when we march and fight. You, the priest accompanying the army, will come in handy."

Morrison didn't hesitate: "I obey your orders, Lord Graeman." Judging from the posture just now, the little earl is not easy to talk about.

Paul said: "However, when you are doing 'thought work', there are some things you should say, and some things you shouldn't say..."

He suddenly remembered that a large group of soldiers had just rushed into the room, and changed the subject: "Forget it, I will teach you slowly in the future. If you do a good job, I will not treat you badly, but if you make any small moves, don't even think about it." Count on me to keep your 'little secret'."

Morrison raised his right hand with a solemn expression: "In this sacred place, I swear to my Father in heaven that I will serve in Lord Graeman's army and will be loyal to Paul Greiman from now on. UU Read Book www .uukanshu.com He told me to go east, I would never go west, he told me to drive dogs, but I would never drive chickens.”

Not to mention, this guy really looks like that when he looks serious.

To **** with believing you! Paul slandered secretly, but still introduced to the surrounding soldiers: "This is a clergyman who was captured by pirates and imprisoned here. His original church was burned down by pirates. Did you all hear what he said just now? From now on, he will be our military priest. Haha, the gunshot just now was a joke between Mr. Priest and I."

Everyone responded: "Yes, Lord Earl."

"On June X, 1990 in the holy calendar, that was the first time I met St. Paul. At that time, I was imprisoned by pirates in the church in Port Flanders. They forced me to serve the pirates, but I had a heart for the light. The loyalty of the Lord, how can I succumb to the evil forces, the pirates tortured and humiliated me in every possible way, I know this is God's test for me, and I always rely on my willpower to hold on. Just when I was dying, Lord St. Paul He led the army to rescue me. When I saw him for the first time, a beam of soft light shone on him, and a majestic voice sounded in my mind: follow him, assist him. I know, that is The oracle given to me by the Lord of Light, I joined his army without hesitation, and assisted him in creating great achievements that were unimaginable at the time.”—Excerpted from the 250th Pope John of the Church of Light Morrison's Memoirs.

"It was a sinful day, and the specific details are impossible to test. But what is certain is that from that day on, the traitor Morrison sold his soul to the devil Graeman and became his pawn. Evil began to erode the Church of Illuminati. leading to corruption and depravity, and eventually become a tool used by the devil Gleiman to manipulate people's hearts." — Excerpted from a pamphlet of an underground sect that claims to be orthodox in the Illuminati Church.

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