Secret: Storm Pigeons are still Storm Pigeons

Chapter 413 Amon: Say it again, what are you going to give me? !
The base of the round tower in the center of Silver City.

Tuk-tuk-tuk!
There was a knock on the wall of the room where Derrick Berg was, and then a deep but rather old voice came vaguely:

"Little guy, tell me more about what's happening in Silver City recently. You know, I've been imprisoned for too long, and I can only learn about new things through the constantly changing 'neighbors'."

Derrick stood up. After a period of potion and ritual treatment, his "out of control" symptoms had been significantly alleviated - yes, this young man still followed the guidance of Mr. "The Hanged Man" and avoided an extremely dangerous exploration mission. As a price, he needed to be isolated and observed for a period of time.

During this time, he learned that the captain of the exploration team who lived next door had been imprisoned for forty-two years. He was a poor man who had been imprisoned until now because of an encounter with an "evil spirit" named "Amon".

Derrick's body radiated a bright, golden light. He then stood up and extinguished the dim candle on the table. He carefully put it away and replied:

“I don’t know much…

"Oh, by the way, in a little while, the black grass will be harvested, and we should dedicate the best batch to the 'Lord who created everything'...

"The price of vampire meat has increased recently in the market...

"Everyone in the training ground is much taller than me, but I don't regret choosing 'Sun' because it can bring light to everyone..."

The old man next door listened patiently to the young man's chatter. After a long while, he said:

"Do you still believe in the 'Creator'? The omniscient and omnipotent God?"

Derrick answered subconsciously: "Of course! The Lord saved us from the rule of the giants, and we will never betray the Lord again... uh..."

He stuttered a little when he realized what was happening, because he suddenly remembered the "holy communion" bestowed by the "fool" a while ago... the "cake" that only existed in the kingdom of God, what a wonderful food it was...

The elderly man next door laughed hoarsely, and said with a tone of relief:
"Indeed, none of us should betray Him. Those who do so deserve to die..."

"..." Derrick scratched his head. It seemed that the other party was an old-school resident of Silver City, a fanatical believer in God. Well, he should not say too much... and it would soon be time for Mr. Fool's party... He tapped the wall in response:
"Praise, praise the Lord! The Lord will protect you and me... By the way, when I get out, I will try to bring you some food. It's the potato leaves that everyone is eating recently... I'll take a rest first, and you should take care of yourself too."

After saying that, Derrick lit the candle, extinguished the light on his body, and lay down on the bed, pretending to rest while waiting for the Fool's call.

After a long silence, a voice of confusion, surprise, and shock came from the next room:

"Potatoes? Leaves?"

……

The southernmost part of the Kingdom of Loen, Disi Bay.

Wow!

An old three-masted sailing ship broke through the waves and docked steadily at a hidden harbor. A yellow-haired man in a lightning robe had already been standing on the shore. When he saw the captain's room of the "Blue Avenger" open, he immediately smiled and shouted:

"Alger! Long time no see! Alas, you are still the same, low-key and frugal as always... This time you come to my jurisdiction, needless to say, all the food, drinks and entertainment for you and your men will be charged to me!"

The few sailors on the Blue Avenger were surprised at first, and then they cheered in delight:
"Oh! Praise the storm! Praise Bishop Sainz! Praise the Captain!"

Alger jumped ashore with a solemn expression. He punched his left chest with his right fist and said:

"Storm above! I have a major incident to report! Please lead me to the local church first!"

The yellow-haired man stopped smiling and responded seriously:
"Storm is coming!" Then he ordered the sailors:
"I'll take your captain to report on his duties. You can rest on your own. I still say the same thing, drink as much as you want and have fun as much as you want!"

"Oh!" More than a dozen sailors dispersed talking and laughing.

Sainz then let go of his manners and said in a relaxed tone:
"Is it an accidental encounter with the 'Admiral of Hell'? Hey, didn't you send a telegram at the port on the way? The Backlund Diocese and the Cathedral already knew the details of what happened.

"It was really dangerous... Fortunately, you came back safely! That's why we have to celebrate. After all, I also went through life and death with you on the Blue Avenger..."

A smile finally appeared on Alger's lips. He was keenly aware of the flattery and flattery in Sainz's tone, and the fact that he had used the "Sun" advanced spell in the battle was completely suppressed. It seems...

When they were halfway to a quiet place, Sainz suddenly changed the subject and said:
“Alger, I really feel sorry for you… You have connections with Backlund, yet you still have to carry out such a dangerous mission! Aren’t you afraid? What if…”

Sure enough... Alger was completely relieved. The last time the Tarot Club decided to join the "priestess", it really worked! Otherwise, he would most likely face accountability, imprisonment, and interrogation after landing...

He smiled and said:
"Afraid, of course I am.

“But for the kingdom, for Storm… I am willing to take the lowest pay and the most dangerous mission!
"I remember an old man once said to me: 'Just do it, don't worry about what it will bring you.'

“I think that makes a lot of sense.”

Sainz nodded and praised:
"That makes so much sense! These simple words are full of life wisdom...

"Let's go! Liehuo Bar! You can have as much of your favorite Lielangqi as you want! The dancers there are also very..."

Alger shook his head and said:

"This voyage will take longer than I expected. I want to go and rest for a while. We can talk in the evening."

Sainz's expression changed several times, and then he smiled and said, "Okay, I'll arrange it."

...Inside a confessional in St. Samuel's Church.

"Miss Pastor, please allow me to confess to you," the lady who spoke was about 30 years old, with blond hair, blue eyes, and a beautiful face. She wore a black bonnet and spoke to the window with a hesitant expression:
"Well, I...know very well that some thoughts are bad, but I still can't help having them...

"For example, my husband's income was pretty good, and I was very satisfied with my previous life, but recently, our neighbors suddenly made a lot of money... One of them even bought the house in full...

"Even the detective couple who are new to Backlund have become famous, and many people visit them every day...

"What's even more unacceptable is that they are all so young..."

Starling Summer was getting more and more excited. She was about to get too excited. Suddenly, a gentle sea breeze seemed to blow towards her. This reminded her of the time when her family went on vacation to Dixie Bay last year. There was no severe cold in Backlund. There was warm, golden sunshine, soft sand... and a happy family. Following closely, there was a sweet voice of a girl like an angel:
“Everyone has negative emotions, but the reason we are blessed by God is that we are born with the ability to control and calm them.

"Ma'am, what you need is a long journey, a trip to let go of all the stress, all the worries, and to be with your family. I think Disi Bay is a good choice."

The "trainee pastor" Audrey once again released the "comfort" of the "psychologist" and comforted:

"Everything will be alright, praise the goddess."

Mrs. Summer's emotions finally calmed down. She first pointed out the full moon praise on her chest:

"Praise the goddess!"

Then she said with some self-mockery and helplessness:

“Travel…Luke…My husband’s company is facing challenges from new start-ups and he has been working overtime lately to avoid losing his job…

"Miss Pastor, I feel much better now. Thank you for listening... I will try my best and stay strong for the happiness of my family..."

After saying this, she walked out of the confessional with firm steps.

Audrey breathed a sigh of relief. After a few days of "work", she found that her previous understanding of "psychologist" was too superficial...

It's more like I've met too few people, so when I listen to the troubles of the "common people" in the confessional, I'm completely unable to understand and empathize with their emotions, so my "comforting" ability is naturally greatly reduced.

"This lady is a kind-hearted person, but when the people around her become rich...uh, her attitude towards her neighbors changes..." Audrey leaned over the table and quickly wrote this line in her notebook. Then she suddenly realized:
“It’s like what my father said about competition in the banking industry… My father would rather lose some of his own profits than let his competitors withdraw voluntarily…

"This..." The doubt on Audrey's face disappeared, replaced by a little excitement and some sadness, and finally returned to normal. After a moment of silence, she couldn't help but sigh:
“The audience’s emotions are indeed too easily affected by the people around them… Although I have been very careful, some abnormalities still occurred…

"Also, if the audience just watches and doesn't intervene, then...would that make me seem too indifferent?"

Audrey's thoughts were like surging bubbles, constantly popping up and then bursting.

Tuk Tuk.

There was a knock on the back door of the confessional, followed by a playful, female voice:

"Ms. Audrey, it's almost three o'clock in the afternoon. I'm here to take over your shift. Thank you for your hard work."

"Ah! Okay! I was just thinking about something, please remind me, Ms. Taylor~" Audrey hurriedly got up and opened the door, smiling sweetly at the formal pastor waiting outside.

Taylor felt her heart stop for a moment, and when she came back to her senses, she sighed:

"Audrey...you are the perfect person to confess to...next time, next time, please let me wait in line to confess to you! I have to go to work first!"

"..." Audrey struggled to control the corners of her mouth from twitching. She watched the other party enter the confessional before shaking her head and walking towards the lounge. Tsk tsk, I have heard that women in the Goddess Church are more open and bold in expressing themselves... Maybe I...

No no Audrey, it's almost time for the Tarot Meeting, how can you think about these messed up things!
She hurried back to the lounge, locked the door, and sat upright on a simple chair, waiting for three o'clock to come.

……

32 Böklund Street, in the luxuriously decorated dining room of Blue Wayne's home.

"Puh! Cough cough! Water! Give me water! Hiss! It's too spicy! Too spicy!" The blonde Freni Augustus was no longer as elegant as before. She stuck out her tongue with a ferocious expression, inhaled wildly, and fanned her mouth with her hands, trying to reduce the horrible spiciness.

The butler Asnia, who was standing by, poured a glass of Southwell red wine and handed it to the beautiful woman who was "suspected" to be the hostess. Then he ran to the host sitting at the main seat and asked carefully:
"Mr. Wayne, does this dish... need to be replaced?"

Blue Wayne glanced at Xiao Fu with disdain, then picked up his knife and fork and started to eat the famous dish "Stir-fried Chili with Chili" in front of him:
"Hiss! So good! That's the taste!

"Hahahaha! I've been here for so long... and finally I can eat something spicy!" Blue Wayne was in tears while eating and was extremely moved.

Gulu gulu!

Xiao Fu drank the red wine in one gulp but still felt unbearable pain in her mouth. She actually climbed directly onto the dining table, grabbed the decanter and started drinking the red wine in big gulps. The servants around her were shocked for a few seconds and then lowered their heads pretending nothing had happened, for fear that they would accidentally offend this very strange hostess.

"Hiha! Hisha!"

Xiao Fu put down the decanter and continued to breathe. She looked up and saw the young version of Old Blue eating chili peppers with tears in his eyes. She couldn't help but shout with a hoarse voice:

"Perverted! So perverted!"

(End of this chapter)