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Text Chapter 2 The route of flowing gold (2)

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    (v¡¯)

    He sat down in the corner of the prison and carefully placed the food for the next few days in the corner.

    It¡¯s as if you can see some threads trembling around you.

    There is no need for complicated rituals and traditions, you just need to weave the network according to your inner thoughts.

    After concentrating, the index finger of the right hand glowed.

    "Can you do magic?"

    The other three female thieves who were extremely bored looked at her with admiring eyes.

    "As expected of a master who is wanted throughout the continent."

    I don¡¯t know when it was defined as ¡°a widely wanted thief from the mainland.¡±

    "But our Phase Port Thieves Guild is not bad either. There are quite a few thieves with badges in our guild."

    "I just claim to have a badge and know how to do magic. Who knows if it is true or not. Can you borrow their badges to see?"

    Is this magic?  It's obviously just something that anyone can see.

    "It's not that difficult. As long as you put your mind to it, anyone can learn magic"

    The female thief, whose code name is "Mink" but is very petite, sneered.

    "But we don't even know the words. Can we learn magic without knowing the words?"

    "It doesn't necessarily mean that you can't. I know in in there are some people who can use magic even if they are illiterate. As long as you master the method and have a firm will, you can see the power of magic even if you don't know how to read.  ."

    The person codenamed "Silver Plate" is a somewhat reserved yellow-skinned woman. She also has no good impression of magic.

    "That being said, even if you know magic, you still can't get out. This cell is also full of magic, so there's nothing you can do about it."

    I don¡¯t know where the competitive spirit came from, and I shook my head decisively.

    "Wellnot necessarily."

    The weak points of a wall's magic can be seen through simple intuition, almost as clearly as its builders.

    "For example, it is probably a device used to throw prisoners outit just has a mechanism wall."

    Meditate in your mind on the wall crumbling in front of you.

    ¡°Because belief is power,¡± sentences like this come to mind, ¡°then let¡¯s change reality.¡±

    This sentence seems to come from the depths of the soul.

    As long as that¡ª¡ª

    He put his hand against the wall and whispered "Turn it on" in his mind.

    Something shocking happened.

    The whole wall parted in front of the palm.

    Everyone jumped up from the ground and looked at the scene in front of them in disbelief.

    The sun is setting outside, and you can see the sea. Beyond the wall in front, you can see the beach not far away.

    "Get ready to run, everyone! If you don't run, it will be too late!"

    "Cui Jie" shouted.

    Right in front of a few people, the broken wall was slowly repairing itself.

    In the darkness, there seemed to be eyes looking at them.

    ¡°I¡¯m afraid this, this place can¡¯t be used anymore¡­¡±

    They let out a short scream and stumbled out, even losing their shoes.

    Finally, I looked back.

    What remains deep in the retina is the figure of the lighthouse standing upright in the sunset.

    (v)

    *********

    Early morning of October 20, 1666

    Phase Port extra-large supply ship "Xiyang"

    *********

    One warship after another followed the pilot ship and sailed into the port area.

    The port of Phase Port can berth hundreds of ships, and the dock can load and unload supplies from dozens of ships at the same time. However, it still requires all possible efforts to accommodate a force as large as the Seventh Fleet.

    Although it was past midnight, the entire pier was brightly lit.  Countless family flags were fluttering in the night wind, and small boats transporting dignitaries were speeding through the port area, nimbly slipping through the gaps in the big ships.

    There were several times when Major Nemen Thorleyton thought he would be involved in a collision on the water.  He secretly prepared an underwater breathing spell in his left hand and prayed that the subtropical water in late autumn would not be too cold.

    But nothing happened.  The rower of the boat slowly stopped and slapped the side of the target ship with the oar in his hand.

    "The winches are all occupied! The rope ladder will be lowered soon!"

    The sailors on the deck shouted.  There is a winch on this boat that can pull the boat up, butAt present, all the winches are occupied, and seven or eight small boats are coming here.

    "It is indeed a huge ship like a mountain."

    The major raised his head and sighed, looking at the four-deck extra-large heavy artillery supply ship in front of him.

    The flagship of the Seventh Fleet is a freedom-class special battleship named "Breaking Waves". It has three decks and 100 artillery and magic cannons, but the "Western" in front of it is nearly twice as big as it.

    The huge hull built using oriental technology at Lingyang Gate is combined with the multiple sail system that the Intre people are good at to form this behemoth.  Moored in a calm harbor, the ship's hull barely swayed.

    ¡°This way the guests won¡¯t get seasick. It¡¯s a very suitable place to hold a banquet.¡±

    Naimen climbed up the rope ladder, his two guards following closely behind.

    The sound of music coming from the porthole rushed into my ears.  All four gun decks were set aside as banquet venues, and each floor also had musicians responsible for setting the atmosphere.  With Neimen's almost non-existent musical literacy, he could barely recognize the tinkling jade harps of the Eastern Empire, the ticking flutes of the Taiping Religion, the murmuring violins and wind instruments of the Coman style, and the  There is a coloratura soprano who is babbling like an elf.  This music came out through the porthole, and the mixture had a strange flavor.

    "This can't be prepared just now. It probably all started when the advance fleet arrived in the morning. It is indeed the Seventh Fleet."

    Naimen stepped onto the deck in admiration.  The air was filled with the smell of various spices, so strong that it could be smelled even outside the porthole, making it even more obvious that the host of the banquet was wealthy.  The two sailors who had thrown down the rope ladder were already waiting there and saluted him.

    ¡°Major Naymen Soleton of the ** Military Police.¡±

    ¡°In fact, he didn¡¯t need to introduce himself at all.  Even if some people don't recognize the red military uniform with only one sleeve, the two medals of excellence are enough to identify him.  Hero of Jena and Rennie, rising star of the Free Army, representative of the new regime in the Interre Republic.

    "Welcome, Your Excellency, Commander-in-Chief. The Fleet Commander is already at the banquet venue. I'm sorry that he can't come to greet you in person."

    Naimen waved his hand casually: "I know, I'll go down by myself. There are many boats queuing up behind me, so I won't waste your time"

    Suddenly someone suddenly spoke and called him from behind, calling him by the wrong military rank.

    "Captain? Is it Captain Neimen?"

    Naimen¡¯s footsteps suddenly stopped.  This somewhat familiar feeling, the energetic, rushing and punching feeling, is not the first time¡ª¡ª

    "Could it be"

    A flying strike hit him on the side.  Metty Croseau's presence is always so immediate.

    "As expected, it's you! Aha, you were also transferred to Interre? Why did the emblem on the shoulder straps change? Did you get a promotion?"

    She might be the only person on the ship who doesn't know her new position, thought Naimen.

    The two military policemen beside him were caught off guard, with their hands on their swords, but they didn't know what to do.  No matter how you look at the "attacker", she is a petite girl who poses no threat One of them is from "Strong Operations" and he recognized the identity of the attacker.

    "Uh, is she the lady in charge of anti-aircraft defense?"

    "That's right, it's her." Naimen smiled bitterly, "You go down to eat first, I'll be there later. Now that we've reached the territory of the Seventh Fleet, we don't need any guards."

    The two guards were a little hesitant: "Sir, this"

    "Go, this is an order." Naimen waved the hand that was not entangled by Metty impatiently.

    The two guards looked at each other, nodded in agreement, and quickly entered the cabin while chatting in low voices.

    Naimen dragged Metty to the side of the ship and began to deal with this difficult little devil.

    "I was appointed as the Army Major stationed in Phase Port and the Commander-in-Chief of Intre."

    "Major." Metty let go of her hand and started counting ranks with her fingers. "It seems that your promotion is not that high. Is it okay to come to such an occasion? I just saw a lot of rear admirals down there.  , lieutenant general, etc., and a few admirals.¡±

    Naimen had no choice but to explain: "Well among all the formal army units of the Intre Republic, except for the Second Free Division, I am the tallest. And the Second Division and the entire Intre Military Headquarters are  Foti Castle.¡±

    Metty¡¯s chin clicked: ¡°In other words, you are considered a big shot now? You still don¡¯t look like it.¡±

    "That's it for now, miss. Are you here to play?"

    &nbsp"Idiot. Does it look like there is a pipe organ here?" Metty snorted disdainfully, "How about some common sense! I am here as a social representative of the Croseau family this time, not to play!"

    I really don¡¯t want to be said like this by a young lady like you.  Naimen lamented in his heart, but did not dare to say these words.

    "The Crosot family?" Neimen smiled. He had done a lot of homework on the ship in the past few weeks. "The Crosot brothers' bank has been tight for a day or two. There was a continuous flow in the days after Lennie's fall.  Even discounting is not possible In Phase Port? It might be better if your father or your uncle comes."

    "Our Crosso family also owns a lighthouse!" Metty looked away a little guiltily, "Although it's not owned under the family's name now the family's business suffered a big loss when Lenny withdrew.  "

    Naimen sighed: "How dare your family leave all of Xiangang's business to you? This is too bold."

    "I can already be a qualified female companion, okay?" Metty lifted up the long skirt of the evening dress and spun it around deftly, "When it comes to social situations, I should be more adaptable than you."

    The breasts are indeed a little bigger than the last time I saw them, and the height seems to have grown a littlebut only a little, Naimen thought.

    "A qualified female companion will not boast like this." He said with a smile.

    Metty asked: "Do you already have a female companion? Well, is it Anne? She won't be your adjutant anymore?"

    Naimen¡¯s face suddenly turned gloomy, and the corners of his eyes narrowed visibly.  He subconsciously touched the necklace on his chest. The sapphire that contained all the meaning of his existence was still there.

    Metty probably didn¡¯t know the situation, he told himself.  Fortunately, it was outside the cabin at night, so the expression on his face shouldn't scare anyone.

    "Shehas other appointments."

    Naimen paused for a moment, grasped the subtext of Metty¡¯s words, and abruptly changed the topic.

    "So, there is still a guardian in charge of the business in Phase Port. Is it your father or your uncle?"

    Hearing Naimen¡¯s straightforward summary, Metty squeezed out a ¡°hum¡± from her nose, turned around and ran away.  Naimen shook his head and was about to catch up when another female voice coldly called him from behind.

    ¡°If you¡¯re looking for her guardian, it¡¯s me. It¡¯s been a few months since I last saw Metty who learned to bully my family, huh?¡±

    The voice that intervened this time was a bit unfamiliar to Naimen.  It wasn't until he saw the long golden hair that reached his waist that he remembered who the owner of the voice was.

    "Ms. Leisha, long time no see."

    Lesa Helmont was dressed in golden clothes, which still looked very dazzling under the dim lighting.  The iconic giant battle golem didn't follow her, and it was only then that Naimen realized how tall she was: the female alchemist in front of him was half a head taller than him. If she stood among those ladies and ladies, she would be taller than him.  Standing out like an ogre among a group of goblins.

    By overlapping the previously collected information on the twenty-seven wealthy businessmen with the tall and beautiful figure in front of him, the young officer suddenly realized something.  Pure gold comprehensive trading no way.  The one that opened next door to his teacher Zart's small clothing store

    Naimen asked tentatively: "Since you are here, then the pure gold comprehensive trade must be"

    The alchemist nodded: "Yes. Comprehensive trade, magic industry, shipping, insurance companies and banks."

    Everyone Naimen asked said that the Pure Gold Trading Company was a miracle.  When the Fifth Freedom War was at its peak, the company built the twenty-seventh lighthouse in Phase Port, the latest lighthouse to be expanded in the past fifteen years, declaring that this upstart company had established a strong presence in Interre.  The status of the countries.

    "Your underwear store has really become a big business."

    "I am Lesa Helmont, the best alchemist in Phase Port. Making money is like picking things up." Lesa boasted proudly, "However, the young boy back then has also become a well-known figure in the free countries.  The big shot."

    "What a big shot. As long as I think about the tasks I want to complete, cold sweat can pour out of my back at any time. Can a person like me really shoulder such a heavy responsibility?"

    "This is different from what you said to my Metty." Lesa chuckled, "Don't say that, Solayton. Just like the gods want me to become the best alchemist in the world, you accept  Your mission is also what the gods expect of you."

    Not far away, there was the sound of a lifeboat hitting the side of the ship, and another small boat approached the giant ship.  Taking advantage of the cover of the collision, Lesa lowered her voice to prevent Metty and those around her from talking.The sailor heard.

    "Bonnie Seifer has no identity in Fates, but she has contacted me. I will cooperate with you."

    Naimen¡¯s pupils suddenly dilated.  He should have thought of it earlier: Of course, the person responsible for protecting Anne's spare body was the Pure Gold Consortium.  He grabbed Lesa's wrist and asked nervously: "When can we go? Now?"

    "There's no need to be so anxious. That place is foolproof. The lighthouse defense designed by Anne herself can only be passed by herself. Even I can't reach the depths of the building. Since you brought it, we can go in"

    "I want to go too." Naimen held the necklace on his chest tightly and said decisively, "She entrusted it to me with her own hands, and I will complete it myself."

    Not far away, the newly arrived guests were announcing their identities to the sailors.

    "Vice Admiral Leonard Kekavi, commander of the Narrow Sea Squadron." "This way, sir."

    Hearing these conversations, Leisha sped up her speech: "That's all for now. After landing, we can discuss the next step at Pure Gold. We don't have enough time now."

    Naimen nodded, turned around and was about to leave, when he almost bumped into the newcomer who had just stepped onto the deck.

    "Your Excellency, the Governor. Well, there's also Ms. Helmont. Long time no see."

    Half-elf Leonard Kekavi bowed slightly and saluted.  He was wearing a full set of vice-admiral's formal attire, with a gorgeously decorated thrust sword on his waist, and he looked heroic under the light of the magic crystal lamp.

    "You're welcome, Lieutenant General. We had a very pleasant cooperation in business before, and I hope that we can have the same pleasant cooperation after your transfer to Xiangang." Lesa's choice of words and sentences suddenly became elegant.

    The half-elf looked around and was a little confused when he saw only Naimen, Lesa and Metty who was pouting at the sea view not far away.

    "You have been here for a long time, why don't you go in. Hasn't the banquet officially started yet?"

    Lesa explained: "The banquet has already started, but the atmosphere is a little stiff. Since the ceasefire, this is the first time that the big shots in Phase Port have gathered together like this, and there is a lot of trouble. I don't and don't want to participate in such an occasion, so I just came out  Get some air.¡±

    Naimen smiled bitterly and added: "Can you run a huge consortium like this?"

    "There's no need for me to run the business myself." Lesa shrugged. "Behind us are the archbishops of various Protestant religious orders. Just let the managers below do the fighting for power. What's the matter? The Alchemist of Pure Gold  'Do you want to take action personally?"

    "Yes." Leonard Kekaway said with a serious face, "For example, let's tell the two people who have just arrived in Xiangxi Port about the customs and customs here, and by the way, introduce the people who are popular in the social circle and the people who are causing trouble.  A person who displeases our Lady Lessa."

    Lesa smiled and naturally took Leonard's arm: "Well, you did propose a task that requires the 'Pure Gold Alchemist' to personally perform. Let's go."

    Naimen was dumbfounded and felt deeply that he was inexperienced.  He now understood why he "accidentally" met Lesa and Metty on the deck.

    He sighed and followed the two of them towards the cabin.

    After taking only two steps, Metty caught up with him and held his left arm, not allowing him to refuse.

    *********

    Naimen walked down the stairs, but the surroundings were not as noisy and stuffy as he imagined.  The sea breeze blew in from the porthole of the gun port, and there was still a slight smell of sulfur.

    The large main gun deck was cleared and used as the main venue for the banquet.  The furnishings in the venue were a little strange, like a combination of Eastern and Western styles.

    The guests sat at round tables instead of square tables, but the food and wine were placed on the square tables on both sides of the venue for the guests to help themselves.  There were several open spaces intersecting in the middle of the round table, and a small band was playing at the end of the gun deck, with both Eastern and Western instruments.  The conductor tried his best to communicate with the musicians and singers from all over the world, stopping the music from time to time to discuss the technical issues of chord formation between different instruments.

    ???????In fact, most people are not listening to music or sitting down to eat.  They all had female companions, carrying fine wines from different countries, walking around frequently and talking to each other.  The local dignitaries invited from Phase Port brought their wives, sisters or daughters, and the Eastern admirals of the Seventh Fleet also brought their families, and some of them brought more than one according to the custom of the Eastern Empire.  Naimen quickly scanned the field for a week, but did not find Wei Taiping.

    "Commander of the Narrow Sea Squadron Leonard Kekaway and Miss Lesa Helmont have arrived! And"

    When I saw the greeter at the door, I wanted to tell my name., Naimen waved his hand to stop him.

    "Soleden, do you plan to wait and see the situation first? That's fine. Let me introduce you to everyone who has already arrived."

    Letting go of Leonard¡¯s arm, Lesa picked up a glass of pure golden Juroccan botrytis from the wine table nearby, and the half-elf ordered a glass of mixed whiskey.

    "The Er** family in Phase Port is a general term. In fact, many of them are not families. Some of the founders of the lighthouse have also fallen and have become funded and managed by certain guilds or councils. There are indeed a few that can be traced back to  Noble families in the ** period, but most of them are upstarts like us who rose up later. Most people are still willing to recognize the authority of the central government, and they have sent responsible people in power to express their stance."

    The rum that Naimen was holding was snatched from Metty's hand, and he forced the beautiful girl musician to exchange it for a glass of ice milk.  Listening to Lesa's introduction to the chaebol families one by one, he secretly took note of the wealth and competitive advantages of each family.

    "Double medals of excellence and a one-sleeved military uniform Is that Nemen Solayton, Lenny's most decorated warrior?"

    ¡°I heard that he had the magical power to overwhelm the emperor and the grand duke of the empire, and even beheaded the military minister of the empire¡­¡±

    Some people recognized him and whispered legends about him, but they were intimidated by his reputation and did not dare to talk to him.  Naimen tried his best to put on a smile, but had no intention of taking the initiative to talk to her.  There were many naval officers at the venue, and they were obviously more interested in talking to various wealthy businessmen - after all, the Seventh Fleet itself was the largest wealthy businessman on this gold-flowing route.

    However, the number of generals was smaller than Naimen originally expected.  Probably because the dinner had not officially started yet, Naimen not only did not see Marshal Wei Taiping, but he also did not see several main squadron commanders. Most of the people talking to the guests at the venue were some naval officers in charge of rearguard, tactics and logistics.  General.

    After skipping the navy general, Lesa began to introduce the magicians.

    "The magical world of Phase Port is also very complicated. You know that this city is divided into two parts: the West Port, which was established by us Keman people, and the Eastern State City, which was established by the Tao people. Although the main port is on the west side, there is also a small one in the east.  The port. Fortunately, our reputation is better than the notorious elven privateers and more reliable than the illusory empire. This ensures the safety of the phase port"

    "The main source of income for the Outer Sea Fleet is indeed privateering, and this is also an open secret." Leonard Kekaway said with a wry smile, "Of course, now I am on the anti-privateing side."

    While they were chatting, Naimen noticed a group of people in the corner.  He frowned slightly, holding the drink and walking quickly in that direction cautiously.

    Among the group of people occupying several round tables with serious expressions and sitting postures, he seemed to see a familiar figure.

    ¡°Those tables are occupied by the Bishop of the Conclave of Entre and the Archbishop of the Council of Self-Province of Entre¡­¡±

    Lesa quickly caught up and whispered in his ear.

    Like all Protestant orders, these two great men wore simple white robes with only a simple silver thread holy symbol.  Of course, the fabric, sewing skills, and fit are all amazing and definitely not a bargain.

    "There is also the First Bishop of the East of the Elf Church"

    The elf with a stern expression wore a green robe with four golden edges, which was studded with jewels shining with holy light.  It's difficult to tell the elf's age from his appearance, and can only be inferred from his expression.  The First Archbishop has an expression like a marble statue, and looks more serious than the average elf whose expression is like a plaster statue.

    However, these three big men were all standing, confronting several male and female priests wearing Orthodox clothing with serious expressions.

    "As for those standing thereare"

    Lesa was speechless for a moment, unable to identify the color of the person standing.  On the contrary, Naimen looked seriously and answered the question in a low voice to himself.

    "Isn't that the nuns from those empires? But the men among themwhen did they have men? Moreover, that nun, no matter how you look at it, isall"

    A name that must never be uttered here.  In fact, even if he said it, few people would believe it - because few people in the entire south had ever seen this person.

    But there are two here.

    Metty Crosso was also stunned. She walked up to him carefully and asked in his ear: "That person looks a bit like Olia"

    "Shh." Naimen stared at the black-haired nun's lips, "I think you guessed it right."

    But what made him feel even more dangerous was the person standing in front of Olya.  He was a strong, handsome, silver-haired senior priest who looked very scholarly.??, but there is an indescribable sense of danger in the smile.

    ¡°I am Cardinal Ionette Hartmann, Apostolic Nuncio Extraordinary and Plenipotentiary to the Archdiocese of Intrey. I have brought to His Holiness the Confederate Churches of Intrey and the Apostles of the Sun.  Apostolic greeting letter.¡±

    The silver-haired man who claimed to be the Apostolic Envoy put the letter in his hand on the table.

    "Apostolic Counselor of the Archdiocese of the Grand Duchy of Intre, Leif Namlok, Bishop of the Diocese of Phaseport."

    This is the first time after a hundred years that an orthodox church clergy at the level of a cardinal has held this position.  Both the First Bishop of the East of the Elf Church and the two dignitaries of the new church seemed very troubled.

    The female secretary of the self-examination meeting picked up the greeting letter and scanned it hastily with a frown.  Her tone was filled with suspicion and distrust.

    ¡°The Northern Church has not appointed an apostolic nuncio for many years¡­and, a female bishop?¡±

    "In case you have any doubts, this is the ordination of Sister Namlok and myself. The number of Orthodox Christians around the Narrow Sea is rising and we cannot isolate them from the Gospel of the Apostolic See."

    Ionette Hartman took out two more documents that shone with divine light, "The reason why we want to rebuild the Archdiocese of the Grand Duchy of Intertray is also to tell everyone that the Orthodox and Ecumenical churches are the same as they were a hundred years ago.  It¡¯s very different.¡±

    "Is this the so-called reform of the old church? I am interested in hearing what conspiracy the false pope's envoys have." The bishop of the Concordat also snorted coldly, returned to his seat and sat down with his legs crossed.

    The elf finally spoke, but he was helping Ionette: "If it's just the apostolic envoy, you don't have the right to refuse. You don't have missionaries in the north"

    Taking advantage of the opportunity when several priests were involved in a doctrinal argument, Neimen and Meti looked at each other and reached a tacit understanding.

    The two of them quickly retreated to the other side of the deck before Princess Olia Hugh Coleman, whose pseudonym was "Leif Namrock", noticed them.

    Metty asked nervously: "Do you think she saw it?"

    ¡°It seems like I¡¯ve seen it but it seems like I haven¡¯t¡­¡±

    Naimen scratched his head and glanced in the direction of the religious man, and happened to meet Olya's eyes.

    ?Olia Hugh Coleman was stunned for a moment, then suddenly smiled, turned her head and said something to the others.  Her smile gave Naimen a chill in his heart.

    "I think I've probably discovered it."

    Naimen took Mei Di and immediately found a table to sit down, breathing heavily.

    He drank down the wine in his hand, trying to relieve his tension.

    Metty kept tugging on his sleeve: "Solo, Soletonwe are sitting at the Taoist people's table."

    "Tao people?"

    Metty explained quickly in a low voice: "The Muleymen are the Taiping believers. They call themselves 'Tao people' or 'Taoists'."

    It was only then that Naimen noticed that the guests at the nearby tables were different from those in other places.  The men and women were sitting together, but they didn't look like couples or companions.  There are yellow-skinned Easterners and white-skinned Westerners.  They all sat solemnly around the empty round table, neither chatting nor drinking.

    These people all wear uniform yellow headscarves and large and comfortable robes, with wonderful symbols composed of short lines drawn on the corners of the robes.

    The people sitting on the right are also white and yellow, and are dressed similarly to the people on the left, but there are subtle differences.

    Some of the men wear nothing, while others wear yellow headscarves, the style of which is different from those on the left. Most of the women tie their hair with yellow ribbons.

    At the table where Naimen was sitting, there was a young beauty with a single ponytail tied with a yellow ribbon, who kept staring at him.

    She is dressed entirely in an oriental style, but she has pure white skin and unforgettable long honey-colored hair. She is completely different from the light yellow skin and long black hair of ordinary oriental girls. She is obviously mixed with the blood of the Koman people.

    Like most mixed-race children, she has the delicate skin of an Oriental, a proud figure of a Coleman, and amazing mixed-race beauty.

    Naimen wiped his sweat guiltily and asked, "Excuse me, did I disturb you all?"

    "No." The half-blood replied cheerfully, "Since this guest has already started eating and drinking, we don't need to wait for the host anymore. Let's start the meal, everyone. It is impolite to let the guest eat and drink alone."

    "Follow your orders, Commander Qu."

    The people around him replied at the same time, and Naimen was slightly surprised by the neatness of their voices.  These people moved as neatly as an elite unit.  Resistant to the doorYou know how many companies in your military police can do this.

    But they didn¡¯t start eating immediately. Instead, they switched to Eastern language and began to recite something incomprehensible like a magic incantation.

    "The Tao can be Tao, but it is not Tao; the name can be named, but it is not named. Tao becomes all things, Qi transforms the three pure things, heaven and man are one, and the three unity are connected"

    "They all pray before meals." Metty explained hurriedly.

    "Prayeris it a creed?" Naimen frowned.

    Protestantism no longer uses creeds very much, but he still knows the practice of using short summaries to spread orthodox beliefs.

    As early as the end of the Elven Empire, the orthodox sects compiled their beliefs into a concise "Creed" for believers to spread.  During the period of schism between Orthodoxy and Protestantism, both sides once again turned to the Creed as an important weapon to distinguish between ourselves and the enemy.

    However, "covenant" and "agreement" have their own creeds, and the priests of the gods also have their own creeds. The elves' creed of the sun god contains the "three grids", "six transformations" and "twelve shapes"  Most people can't even finish reciting such things. In recent years, except for priests who rely on the creed and use divine magic, there are no ordinary believers who memorize these creeds.  The few people in front of them didn't look like clergy, but they memorized the creed so skillfully, which surprised Nemen a little.

    Metty shook her head: "I don't know. I don't understand Taiping, nor do I understand Oriental Mandarin"

    Suddenly, everyone at Naimen¡¯s table stopped, while people at the other table were still reading.

    The timing of stopping is still so uniform, as if they are waiting for the other table to finish reading.

    "The sky is dead, Huang Tian shall stand, and at the age of ninety, the world will be blessed!"

    Naimen has already guessed the next development.

    Sure enough, just when the lingering sound of the word "´ó¼ª" had not dissipated, the people at the two tables where Naimen was sitting spoke at the same time.

    "Establish a heart for heaven and earth, establish a destiny for all people, carry on the unique knowledge of the past saints, and create peace for all generations!"

    The history of the East that Clad Lopez had told him before in his free time came to Naimen's mind.

    "The factions of Taoism are very complex, but they can basically be divided according to the period of formation and region. Those who stayed in the Eastern Empire and advocated compromise with the secular emperor were the 'Shangqing' and the 'Zhengyi', while those who advocated that heaven is higher than the emperor  The radical faction is collectively called the Taiping Dao. The faction that rebelled during the Elf Empire was called the 'Taiping Sect', and the faction that rebelled during the Second Dynasty of Komen was called the 'Hengqu Sect'. Due to the differences between Taiping and Hengqu,  Both of their teachings place great emphasis on the word Taiping, and outsiders usually refer to them collectively as the 'Taiping Sect'. However, in fact, the two sects are purely Taoist, while the other advocates the integration of Confucianism and Taoism. They are really incompatible"

    Just as he was lowering his head to reminisce, the female leader of the Taoist people at the table spoke to him.

    "Although we are both invited guests, since you and your female companion are sitting with us, it is the fate arranged by Dao Dao for us." The mixed-race girl smiled, "Although we can probably guess it,  But can I ask my guest your name?"

    "Naimen. Major of the Free Army of Naimen Solayton." Naimen's eyebrows were almost twisted into a ball, trying to remember his third-rate knowledge of Oriental Mandarin, "Can I ask your maiden name, Miss?"

    As soon as these words were spoken, the expressions of the Taoists around him suddenly changed.

    "Ignorant person! Can you also ask me my maiden name?"

    The mixed-race beauty chuckled twice: "It doesn't matter. Those who don't know are not guilty. It stands to reason that the maiden name of an oriental woman cannot be told to you 'immoral people', but since it is the Governor of Intre, Jena and Lun  The hero of Nigeria asked me, and if I didn¡¯t answer, it might be against the right path.¡±

    Naimen's face turned red: "Sorry I, I don't know your customs very well."

    "Zhang Shiyi. Time of time, wings of wings."

    The mixed-race girl said a heroic name.

    Naimen was silent for a moment, searching for the origin of these two words from his memory.

    But I really can¡¯t remember it.

    He lowered his head, put his elbows on the table, secretly held Annie's memory bank, and raised his head after a moment.

    "It is the wings of the son that protect it from time to time. It comes from 'Ding Nao'. Are you a direct descendant of the sage Hengqu?"

    This time, it was the mixed-race girl Zhang Shiyi who surprised me.

    "Have you read our classics? Rumor has it that you are Luo Taiwei's personal disciple. It seems to be true"

    At this time, another voice sounded from behind the door.

    "Fellow Taoists, I see there is still an empty seat here. Is it possible to admit an orthodox believer?"

      Naimen¡¯s face turned bluish-white.  He could recognize the voice immediately -

    That is the voice of the first princess of the empire, Olia Hugh Coleman!

    Cold sweat began to flow from his forehead.

    There is really no way out this time.  No matter how much I think about it, I can't think of anything, unless there is something that can attract everyone's attention immediately

    Through the gun porthole facing him, a sea of ??fire came into his eyes.

    Nemen Solayton blinked.

    It is indeed a sea of ??fire.  The entire Westport docks were burning.

    Immediately afterwards, he heard the sound of artillery fire.  There seemed to be many people running on the pier in the distance.

    "Enemy attack!"

    I don¡¯t know who shouted out.

    The most lax in the entire Seventh Fleet¡ª¡ª

    And it almost concentrated the moments of all the important family dignitaries in the port¡ª¡ª

    Someone opened fire on the fleet from the shore.

    p.s. Well, this is the bis serialization what year is it commemorating?  Leave it alone!  Anyway, Happy New Year to all readers!  A big chapter of 10,000 words = the usual standard three updates are given (drag)!
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