Crusade against the Pope

Chapter 167 Villeroy killed Garys!

The church is located deep in the alley. Its brown brick walls are mottled and dilapidated, and its roof tiles have collapsed in many places.

A faded cross was carved on the dry olive wood door frame, and the threshold was filled with dirt and hay.

Pushing open the creaking wooden door, the interior space was small and dim, with only a few rows of worn wooden benches, the surface of which was covered with dents and scratches.

The iron chandelier in the center of the church had long been extinguished and was covered with thick dust.

The stained glass windows on the wall were blurry, casting dim beams of light through the dirt, illuminating the statue of Jesus on the altar in a mottled manner.

However, this place is the spiritual harbor for Lorian and his people.

Before Antoine took over the church, it had always been in charge of another old priest.

Poor residents expressed their pain and prayers here, and the church has long carried their sad memories.

In the midst of turmoil and despair, it silently guards the faint hope of the poor.

At this moment, Albon was weeping in this church, because he was like Judas in the book, who was willing to take the blood of innocent people for just thirty pieces of silver.

He has defiled this church sanctuary!

You know, in the past month and a half, so many people in their parish survived because of Garys!

Even he himself had gone to the underground church and received bread soaked in gravy.

That wonderful taste makes my mouth water whenever I think of it.

Not to mention that Garys only charged one copper fils to see patients and treat them.

Even though many people knew it in their hearts, they just wanted to get a meal from Garys.

But the Lord didn’t care, and neither did Garys.

As long as it costs one copper fils, regardless of whether the disease can be cured or not, at least Garys will try his best to help.

"It's okay. Nothing has happened. Everyone falls. Just stand up immediately. Don't keep the sin in your heart for even a second."

“Our Father loves those who repent the most, and can make Him forget all sins, even the slightest repentance in this world, as long as it is sincere.”

"Even the sins of demons can be forgiven by our Father in heaven, provided, of course, that those demons truly understand what repentance is."

Confession is extremely important for Catholics, and it is also very important for Gillis.

Because everyone makes mistakes, from small to big, whether rich or poor, good or bad.

There is no perfect person in this world, so there must be a chance for people to reform themselves, and that is repentance.

Of course, confession is ultimately a very subjective thing and can only grant forgiveness on a theological level.

In Gellis's theology, if one wants to wash away past mistakes and sins on a secular level, one needs to make atonement.

Penance is compensation or atonement for mistakes made, and it is to be realized in this world through acts of charity.

It is on this point that Gellis's theology diverges from Catholic theology.

Penance in Catholicism mainly involves prayer, fasting, and helping the poor.

In addition to prayer, penance in Gillis's theology is more clearly directed towards community service and fighting against social injustice and poverty.

"Your sins are forgiven."

“Take this money with you and use it to buy food. Do not keep it all by yourself but share it with those who are also hungry like you.”

Gailis personally bent down, picked up the silver coins that were scattered on the ground by Lame Albon, and handed them to the old man.

"But, this money..."

The man's cracked lips moved, wanting to explain, but he was reluctant to accept the silver coin that Gailis handed back to him.

"Money is money, if they give it to you, then you take it."

"If you feel uneasy taking this money, then help me find the man who asked you to kill me. I want to talk to him."

"My life must be worth more than 30 pieces of silver! A lot of it must have been swallowed up! I want to find those people one by one!"

Lame Albon opened his mouth, he didn't know what this meant.

But since the priest said so, Lame Albon could only nod his head for a moment. He really couldn't bear to part with the 30 pieces of silver.

But if you want to take it with a clear conscience, you can only listen to Garys's instructions.

When Garys helped the lame Albon out of the dilapidated church, the originally dim church seemed a lot brighter.

The original dust was also blown out of the church by the breeze as other people's hearts were cleansed.

……

Although it is said that killers and prostitutes are the oldest professions in human history, prostitutes are less prevalent.

Killers are not that common.

The real killers all served as knights for the feudal lords, or became mercenaries, serving the financial backers everywhere.

Those so-called people who take dirty jobs and buy their lives for money are, after all, just urban legends in most places at most times.

Karak City is such a small place with a population of 6,000, and there are so many professional killers. In fact, aren't all these 6,000 people related to each other?
The masters in the upper city felt that they and the coolies and craftsmen in the lower city were from two different worlds, but in fact they were just being self-indulgent.

Their homes are filled with poor people, yet they turn a blind eye and a deaf ear to them.

The so-called brokers hired by those gentlemen, who claimed that they had connections to find assassins, were pure lies.

Nowadays, those who are truly proficient in the art of assassination are either working for the top nobles or are the old man in the mountains like Ismaili Assassin.

Therefore, the broker swallowed half of the 100 gold dinars in advance without saying a word, and took out the other half to find his acquaintance and ask if the other party was willing to take the job.

These cronies are either of the same kind or good friends. The broker’s acquaintances will naturally know what is going on after a glance.

After changing hands again, only 50 gold dinars were left of the 24 gold dinars.

Gradually, in a small circle, or even not a small circle, everyone knew about this.

By the time Garys follows the clues and finds all the people on this line.

In front of him, there were a total of 6 people lined up neatly.

It was already night, the candlelight in the church was dim, and the street outside the church was empty except for those on night patrol.

Everyone was very embarrassed because they didn't expect the person involved would actually show up at their doorstep.

Under the threat of several fully armed guards following behind Garys, they did not dare to resist and were taken to the church one by one.

Lame Albon witnessed the whole process. At first, he thought that he only had one boss, and no matter how much money that boss took, it would not be too outrageous.

But when he realized that there were exactly five of them above him, Lame Albon didn't know what expression to put on his face.

100枚金第纳尔、50枚金第纳尔、24枚金第纳尔、13枚金第纳尔、6枚金第纳尔……到他手上的时候，就剩下30枚银迪拉姆。

Indeed, Gailis was right. His life must be worth more than 30 pieces of silver! A lot of it must have been swallowed up by others!
But Lame Albon could never have imagined that so much would be swallowed up!

He was short-sighted, and when he saw those dozens of gold dinars, his lips just kept moving, as if he wanted to say something, but it was extremely ridiculous.

Everyone threw the money in their hands, which they had earned from selling the blood of innocent people, on the ground in front of them.

Gairis picked up the money one by one. Except for 30 silver dirhams left for Lame Albon, Gairis only left 2 gold dinars for the other five people.

Gellis collected the money and put it into a purse, then turned around and handed it to Father Antoine and gave him instructions.

"Antoine, keep this money for now. When the siege is over, remember to help repair the church, especially the Jesus statue. Repaint it. With the extra money, take the people around here to eat more good food. Don't treat yourself badly."

"This is the money I paid for my life. You should spend it frugally. Don't be like these people who took away a lot of money from them."

After listening to Garys' words, those who were caught also looked away one by one and looked around to avoid making the atmosphere too awkward.

After the money issue was settled, Gaillis clapped his hands twice, signaling these people to turn their attention back.

"Gentlemen, I will accept the money that Mr. Councillor Etienne has offered to buy my life, without any further ado."

"The two gold dinars in front of you are for your hard work as an intermediary. Thank you for introducing me to such a good job."

"I, Villeroy, will gladly accept this payment for Gillis's life."

As he spoke, Garys took the dagger brought by Lame Albon from a bench nearby in front of the contractors.

He first used the candlelight beside him to show the six people the scar that ran through his left hand.

Then he held the dagger in his left hand and stabbed his right palm in front of everyone present.

Blood flowed out drop by drop.

It was the same bright red blood as that of ordinary people, but it was particularly charming under the candlelight, as if it were a living thing.

Just when those people were frightened by Garys' unexpected move and dared not move.

Garys pulled out the dagger again with a normal expression, as if he felt no pain at all.

He handed the blood-stained dagger to the original broker who had received a 100-gold dinar advance, and then took a linen garment, threw it on the ground, and stained it with the blood that continued to flow from his right hand.

"Don't forget, when you get the balance of 100 gold dinars, you have to give each of the six of us some money."

"Now, Garys has been killed by Villeroy."

The broker nodded frantically. He had to nod!

Even if you are a madman, you can't do what Garys did and poke a hole in your own palm without saying a word!

What made the people in the church even more shocked was that Gellis showed them his wounds.

They clearly saw that the wound was clearly pierced through, and it was already squirming at a speed visible to the naked eye to stop bleeding and was slowly healing.

This is a real person? You must be kidding.

In the dim church, the candlelight flickered, and even the statue of Jesus on the altar seemed to be shedding tears of blood because of the peeling paint.

This is a church? You must be kidding!
Where is there such a church!

For a moment, these six people who had betrayed the blood of innocent people shuddered with fear.

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