Father Mavie

Chapter 317 Ulan Ude (please subscribe!!!)
On February 2th, Ma Wei and his group stepped on the train to Ulan-Ude. The blue sky was impoverished and cloudless. Amidst the sound of high-spirited sirens, the train passed through the white-capped valley, and a city covered in ice and snow appeared. At the end of the railway.

Ulan-Ude is an important town in the east of the Romanov Kingdom and the third largest city in Eastern Siberia. It has a long history and a permanent population of 20. It is rich in various ores and is famous for its animal husbandry, meat and dairy industries. 200 years ago, a Cossack tribe came here and established their own city on the banks of the Ud River. 200 years later, it has become the center of commercial trade in the eastern part of the Romanov Kingdom.

There are large and small factories on the outskirts of the city, billowing thick smoke is transpiring in the sky, the train enters Ulan-Ude and stops at platform 2, passengers swarm down and pour into this city with great ethnic characteristics.

Levin jumped out of the car, holding a classic carved silver cane in one hand, and a suitcase in the other. The tuxedo was neat and tidy, and a white pigeon was parked on his shoulder, "It's finally here..."

"It smells so good!" Junia sniffed her nose, smelling the aroma of barbecue floating in the air.

Ma Wei took a roll of newspapers, got off the train, looked at the lively surroundings and said, "It seems that some kind of festival is being held here, and we came at the right time."

"Teacher, I think our top priority should be to find someone who can interpret the inscriptions on the calamity stele." Daniel said, who got out of the car last.

"According to the information, the other party is hiding in this city, Levin, when you and Fat Jue investigated before, did you have any news about Ulan-Ude?"

Levin spread his hands and said, "No, Ulan-Ude is too far away, and Fat Ju and I were called back by Boss before we could investigate here. Eh? Where is Fat Ju?"

The people who got out of the car looked left and right, but they didn't see the figure of Fat Orange, and it disappeared again.

"It should be to organize the cats and cats in the city, don't worry about it, let's find a hotel to stay first."

Putting on the suitcase, Ma Wei and the others walked out of the station. The roadside was full of stalls selling barbecue, the air was filled with the smell of meat, and the streets were so crowded that it was even busier than Tyumen City.

Ma Wei didn't see any news about the festival from the local newspapers sold in Ulan-Ude. After inquiry, he found out that these carnival-like banquets were to celebrate the continuous battle reports from the front.

"Windsor Kingdom, let them go to hell! Her Royal Highness Katerina will definitely lead us to victory! Ula!" A man with a wine bottle dangling yelled.

Regarding the information on the front line, Ma Wei has also been paying attention. A few days ago, the southern front army led by Katerina has captured Samara, and it is only a few hundred kilometers away from Moscow. In a month, the Kingdom of Romanov will be able to regain all the lost ground.

It's no wonder that every city is cheering Katerina's name. As soon as the young grand duchess returned to the battlefield, the situation changed drastically. It took less than three months to start the counterattack from Tyumen City. She led the kingdom to victory. For ordinary people, she was much braver than Duke Ivanovich, and she deserved to be the daughter of Peter the Great.

"Katherina's prestige is very high." Daniel said quietly: "Teacher, what do you think?"

"Her prestige is high and that's a good thing."

"Is it really a good thing?"

"I know what you want to say, but before you say that, consider the current situation we are facing." Ma Wei didn't even look at Daniel from the corner of his eye: "We chose Katerina, Katerina Na also chose us, don't think about anything else."

"All right."

"Dad, Dad, I want to eat roasted sweet potatoes!" Junia tugged Ma Wei's sleeves, looking eagerly at the charcoal roasted sweet potatoes not far away, drooling greedily.

Although they had already eaten on the train, the cold food was far less attractive than a warm, sweet and delicious roasted sweet potato.

"Okay, I'll buy it for you, Levin, Daniel, do you two want to eat?"

"I eat."

"I won't eat." Daniel shook his head.

Levin looked at Daniel and asked, "Why don't you eat?"

".I do not want to eat."

"Are you sure it's not because roasted sweet potatoes belong to the lowly commoner food in the eyes of nobles?"

"No! Don't think of me as evil, okay! I'm not hungry, what should I eat!"

"line line"

Seeing Daniel's face of resistance, Levin dismissed the thoughts in his heart, he is different from Ma Wei, if Daniel dares to play with the arrogance of nobles in front of him,
He has a thousand ways to play Daniel.

Sooner or later, Daniel's bad habits will be corrected.

The four of them were shopping, looking for the hotel they wanted, and collecting information about the church by the way. Ulan-Ude is also a big city, and it is impossible that there is no church.

"You ask if there is a church in Ulan-Ude?"

In front of the stall selling roasted sweet potatoes, the owner in a coarse cotton coat took out the sweet potatoes stuffed under the carbon ash, shook off the carbon ash on them, put them in an oiled paper bag and handed them to Junia, and replied, "Yes! Ulan There are many churches in Ude! If you want to find a large church, you can go to Ulan Street, where there is a church of Wisdom God. If you don’t want to go to Wisdom God, then Lark Street in the east of the city also has Adventist Church, Glory Church, etc. Wait, there is a church street over there, there are all kinds of churches!"

So many churches?
Hearing the boss's answer, Mavi was a little stunned. He didn't understand why all these churches came to Ulan-Ude to gather together. Are the believers enough?
"The Church of Rest and the Church of Glory are small churches that are not popular." Levin murmured, "Their believers are not even a fraction of what we have. They are definitely not what we are looking for. Could it be that the fake Baron Staley Let's ask the God of Wisdom for help? Speaking of which, the first half of the calamity stele fell into them."

"If you want to ask the God of Wisdom for help, why would you go to Ulan-Ude?" Ma Wei took out his wallet, paid the boss a ruble coin, and continued to walk forward: "Fake Si Baron Tully didn't say that the existence of the interpretation of the disaster stele must be the church, maybe it's someone else, let's look for it."

Eating the soft and sweet roasted sweet potatoes, the four of Ma Wei gradually came to the center of the city, and found a relatively clean hotel on the side of the street. After checking in, they put down their suitcases and came to Lark Street in the east of the city.

Different from the orthodox cathedrals, the churches on Lark Street rent ordinary residential buildings, and they start preaching after hanging a signboard of a certain church at the door. Whores on Street of Lamps pretending to be nuns for publicity
In the cold winter, prostitutes wearing naked nun clothes and heavy make-up stand on both sides of the street, staring at the passers-by. As long as they look at themselves more, they will go up and hold each other's arms. Levin has been tricked , he is handsome and expensively dressed, he is a sought-after item, he was targeted as soon as he walked into Lark Street, and several prostitutes dragged him into a small room on the side.

Is this the church?
absurd!

In Ma Wei's eyes, a priest who uses this method to preach and publicize how "fraternal" and "free" his teachings are is not worthy of being called a priest at all.

"He's really happy."

Looking at Levin, who was talking to the 'nuns' with a smile on his face, Daniel curled his lips and looked extremely contemptuous: "It seems like I haven't seen a woman in a few lifetimes."

"I'm a gentleman, do you understand?" Levin turned around and shouted, "Be polite to women!"

"Yes, yes, you will be dragged in after two steps. Is it still a gentleman's demeanor if you take off your pants?"

Levin ignored Daniel and continued to talk enthusiastically with the 'nuns' around him. Mavie didn't want to talk to him. Seeing that Lark Street was not the place he was looking for, he pulled Junia, who was watching curiously, and planned to leave.

"Boss! Boss! Wait for me!"

Levin quickly caught up, tidied up the clothes that had been messed up by the 'nuns', and said with a smile: "I got a very important piece of information."

"What information? His measurements?"

"You know what a fart." Levin smiled mysteriously, straightened his back, and the old god said, "In a city, there are three kinds of people who are the most well-informed. Three, these are the sisters who come into contact with all kinds of customers every day."

Daniel was stunned for a moment, this is really a blind spot of his knowledge: "So what did you find out?"

"There is a university in Ulan-Ude. Three years ago, a very famous professor of ancient writing disappeared."

"The missing professor of ancient texts has a son who has been looking for his father for three years and only returned to Ulan-Ude two days ago."

"Now, he lives at 19 Middleton Street in the south of the city."

(End of this chapter)