Chapter 1499 Bella Street Committee
Just when His Majesty William Boho officially decided to abandon everything, just in the name of a father, accompany his son crazy to the end of the world, and take the initiative to plunge into the abyss with a sober body. Ten minutes ago——
Game time PM18:31
Free City, No. 0 Bella Street, second floor of the Street Committee Bungalow
"She is late."
An orc woman with heavy makeup frowned, blew out two beautiful smoke rings, and put her long legs with healthy skin and graceful lines on the table. Her expression looked unhappy.
Her name is Irma Heche, she is the head of household and store manager of the [Roman Abyss] at No. 12 Bella Street. Although she has not been in the Free City for a long time, she has In a short period of time, she took control of all the flesh and blood business in the entire Bella Street. She has an unruly personality and resolute methods. No matter the capital in her hands or the number of horses, she is very online. Not only that, this woman is also quite good at interpersonal communication. Obviously It has only taken root for a few months, but now there are already many arrogant district committee members who often come to [Roman Abyss] to spend money, and they don't even accept credit.
“No one can owe whores and ducks money.”
This is a sentence that Irma often talks about, and she does what she says, At least within her sphere of influence, no matter how powerful the forces or members of the organization are, they will not default on their debts in this regard, or in other words, no one can survive after defaulting on their debts.
In fact, just over a month ago, a small cadre affiliated with a regional-level force caused some trouble because of his short temper. To put it simply, he wanted to stay in a store that was covered by Alma. The most speechless thing is that the man was not because he had no money, but simply thought that what Irma said was a bit ridiculous, and wanted to physically slap her in the face.
And when he reappeared in people's sight, only his head with a mosaic in his mouth was left, while the other parts were all turned into minced meat and sold by the pound on a small cart. The total price was exactly the same. The prostitution money he owed before.
The stall was set up at the entrance of the stronghold where the small cadre was affiliated, and the person pushing the cart was Ms. Alma Heche herself. After the idlers and others were cleared by the big force, the next afternoon, Ai Erma actually appeared at the door of her [Roman Abyss] smoking again, with not even a single part of her body missing.
Since then, no one in this area dared to challenge this lady with heavy makeup, hot figure, plain appearance and refusal to accept guests.
Alma did not show much ambition, she just ran her own business as usual. If there were more young girls and boys coming to seek refuge, she would rent a place and open more homes. Neither low-key nor arrogant, just like a conscientious businessman.
Of course, she also successfully became one of the members of the Street Committee of Bella Street, and she was also the most feared one among them.
"Don't worry, little Emma, you have nothing to do anyway. It's not a bad idea to come here to drink tea occasionally."
Mrs. Imelda wiped the huge gem ring on her index finger, While showing Alma an ugly but kind smile: "I Our chamber of commerce purchased an extra batch of jewelry last week. Let your little sisters pick it up?” The relationship between Ma and Ma is pretty good, and those words just now were certainly not meant to be polite.
So the latter just smiled and blew a heart-shaped smoke ring at Imelda, raised his eyebrows and said: "I can give you a chance to take back your words, sister Imeldai, those dead girls are more and more poisonous. , how many valuables you have are not enough for them.”
“Hehe, just pick whatever you want.”
Imelda waved her hands indifferently and said with a smile: "As long as they can come to me, a bad old woman, to chat with me every now and then to relieve their boredom."
"I can also chat with you to relieve my boredom. , Imelda."
A tall and thin old man with a triangular face who looked like a vulture, wearing a simple dark green robe, twitched the corner of his mouth and said jokingly: "As long as you can Give me a slight discount... you know, the holy water I promised you before..."
"That won't work, my dear Lorenzo"
Imelda giggled. He laughed and waved his hand: "You always ask for holy water from more than a dozen sects, and the purchase volume is pitifully small. If I give you a discount, I'm afraid it will be difficult for me to recover the transportation costs."
"Okay, but please give me a few more days of grace for the final payment~"
The old man smiled meekly and did not continue to pester, although he knew very well that if he said a few more words, Imelda would probably To give face, but correspondingly, I will also hand over a small favor, which is a bit uneconomical.
This man named Lorenzo Brimon is a long-lived centenarian. Although he is a half-orc with field mouse blood, he is not one of the turtles who can challenge the elves. The reason why he is an immortal species and can live to such a long age is simply because he is... relatively able to survive.
Obviously, Lourenco, who can appear here, is also a member of the street committee, and is also the oldest one among everyone present. As for the power in his hands, it is No. 6 Bella Street of chapel.
However, unlike most churches, the small church named [Black Curtain] does not worship or believe in any known gods, and certainly does not believe in evil gods. In fact, It was a small gathering place for apostates, although it was rare on the mainland, but it was not too rare either.
As the name suggests, apostasy means betraying one's original beliefs. To give a simple example, suppose that Mo Tan, as the 'Black Brahma', decides to draw a clear line with the goddess of dawn, and publicly declares that he no longer believes in the evil person Pakosi. If he becomes a wife, he will gloriously become an apostate.
However, the concept of apostasy can be divided into many categories.
The most extreme thing is naturally the simplest and clearest [blaspheming God], and blasphemy is also the behavior that is most likely to attract divine punishment.
According to Xia Lian’s popular science about Mo Tan, under normal circumstances, believers are like the hair of a god, and the act of blaspheming a god is equivalent to using rough means to directly remove a hair from the god’s head. Pull it out.
At that moment, just like ordinary people like us who feel pain after having our hair pulled out, God will also have a reaction similar to 'pain', but this reaction does not directly affect God. On the body, in fact, in most cases God cannot even feel it.
But even if He couldn't feel it, the so-called 'pain' still really existed.
So since God can’t feel it, who can?
The answer is naturally the apostates themselves, and the way they feel it is what we call divine punishment.
As for power...let's put it this way, most divine punishments are basically the kind that are just right, no more, no less, capable of killing the blasphemer.
Of course, the relationship between gods and believers, the mechanism and power of divine punishment, etc. are not as simple as the above, but given that the content is numerous and complicated, I won’t go into details here.
All in all, except for the extremely high-level apostasy of [blasphemy], other relatively mild forms of apostasy will not be struck by lightning. For example, the most common situation of 'simply not wanting to believe' is almost There is no need to pay any price. This is basically the case for both ordinary people and clergy. The only difference is that the latter will basically have no chance to use magic anymore unless something unexpected happens.
Mr. Maddie Levine, who sponsored the first pot of gold in the role of 'Tanmo', is like this, and most people in the Bella Street chapel are also like this. To put it simply, It means that death penalty can be avoided, but living penalty depends on face. After all, in places like the Inquisition, people have the final say, not God. By the way, there is another kind of 'apostasy' that is not considered 'apostasy', that is, 'conversion' that can only be completed under certain specific circumstances. This situation generally applies to people who are quite capable but have insufficient faith. There are deep believers and shallow believers, and the relatively systematic conversion is only owned by the United Holy Church.
Yes, as long as conditions permit and the person concerned is still a light believer, the Holy Religion Union allows everyone to change their faith if they have resources, and the Gelbin Knight instructor of the Justice Sect Before, I desperately tried to win over Mo Tan, precisely because the latter fully met the requirements for conversion, and his belief in the goddess of dawn, Pakosi, should not be too conservative.
It is a pity that although the goddess of dawn does not have a particularly strong attraction to Mo Tan, Her Highness the Saint who cannot stand up to others can be called a 'weapon against the Black Brahma', so the former starts from the beginning I have no intention of changing to another church, no matter how good the conditions are.
Closer to home——
All in all, the old man named Lorenzo is an apostate. Not only that, there are more apostates in the [Black Curtain] church he built. These are basically the type of people who are expected to die every day, but who would not let the Inquisition take action to kill them.
For these people, instead of taking the risk of being purged and acting alone, it is better to find a place to huddle together for warmth, and Father Lorenzo is the one who provides this environment for everyone.
As of now, there are more than two hundred apostates in [Black Curtain]. In addition to the Sun Sect, Dawn Sect, Justice Sect, Plenty Sect, Wealth Sect and other member sects of the United Holy Religion, There are also apostates from sects such as the Moon God Sect, the Blood God Sect, and the Dark Night God Sect. It can be said that there are quite a lot of types.
These people use [Black Barrier] as their base, and most of them live on Bella Street or nearby. Although they were all clergy in the past, their current identities are diverse, including but not limited to stall holders. , blacksmiths, tailors, errand workers, anyway, life is pretty good.
As the person in charge, the reason why Lourenco became the street committee member and the reason why [Black Screen] can survive until now is not because of how powerful these people are. In addition to being more able to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, that church The main reason why it has been able to maintain its existence until now is that the people in the City of Freedom are considered to be 'people who live on the road', and the people who live on the road... nine out of ten have some superstition.
You must know that those young and Dangerous guys outside the game still worship Guan Erye before the bloody battle. It is not normal for the underworld in the game to worship God.
So things like churches are more necessary, and can even be said to be a ‘rigid need’ in the city of freedom.
The advantage of a church like [Black Curtain] is that it does not restrict who you can worship, even if you say a few words to the statue of the God of Justice and then suddenly worry that the reward is not enough, you want to chat with the Goddess of Wealth. Just a few words, you can be satisfied here.
In a word - convenient! How convenient!
Since the [Black Curtain] church is so convenient, not only will the big guys not cause trouble for them, but they will even give them some small favors occasionally, such as giving out some food, rice, oil, and salt during the holidays. Anyway, the atmosphere is quite harmonious.
Lorenco’s position in the street committee is also used to harmonize the atmosphere.
However, the companions of this year are not bad. Whether it is Imelda or Irma, their emotional intelligence is relatively high, and the [Fire Demon Mercenary Group] whose base is located at No. 2 Bella Street Although the leader only sent one cadre here today because he was on a mission, he was also a very talkative child, and the only irritable person in the committee seemed particularly calm today.
“There’s nothing to do anyway…”
Hermes glanced at Alma’s long legs with a frivolous look, and casually took out a stack of various printed items from his pocket. Cards with patterns and numbers: "Does anyone want to play cards? A handful of gold coins."
"I have no money."
[Fire Demon Mercenary Group] cadre, named 'Wisp', a purple-haired boy who looked to be thirteen or fourteen years old at most, shrank his neck and shook his head obediently .
If he had not single-handedly suppressed more than twenty individual mercenaries who had conflicts with the [Fire Demon Mercenary Group], I would have been carried away by Alma as soon as he entered the door. The leader was thrown out the door.
[An Internet-addicted boy who specializes in assassination and is firmly in the top 50 of the personal combat power rankings, the star player 'Wisp' who was just discovered by the [Ranzhong] club last year... This kid can really pretend. Ah, it’s obviously a completely different style when playing games live...]
Hermes narrowed his eyes slightly, snorted from the bottom of his heart, and then turned to look at the other three people: "What about you?"
"I don't have any money either."
Father Lourenço, who always felt very poor, shook his head in disappointment and added: "It would be okay if you play smaller, such as 1 gold coin."
Hermes simply ignored him.
And Mrs. Imelda smiled and waved her hand: "I am rich, but I am not interested in this kind of poker game where it is almost impossible to win."
"I am interested in multiple people. The game is not interesting.”
Elma turned her head charmingly and blew out a smoke ring towards Hemis, and licked the corner of her mouth: "But if, little Hemes, you are willing to come and sit in my sister's shop, don't say anything, five My sister is also willing to play with you."
Hemis curled her lips and asked lightly: "Then it's really just playing cards, and finally you kill me with wine, fruits and so on. A meal, right?”
“Boring.”
Elma smacked her lips and ignored Hermes.
Then-
"Okay...it seems like someone is coming."
The will-o'-the-wisp boy raised his hand timidly and pointed in the direction of the downstairs -
"It's three beautiful sisters."
Chapter 1,490: The End
(End of this chapter)