Chapter 167 Villeroy killed Garris!
This church is located deep in an alley. The yellow-brown brick walls are mottled and worn, and the roof tiles have collapsed in many places.
The dry olive wood door frame is carved with a faded cross, and the threshold is filled with dirt and hay.
Pushing open the creaking wooden door, the interior space is small and dark, with only a few rows of worn-out wooden benches, and the surface is covered with dents and scratches.
The iron chandelier in the center of the church had long been extinguished and was covered with dust.
The stained glass windows on the walls were blurry, and the dim beams of light shone through the dirt, mottled the statue of Jesus at the altar.
However, just such a place is the spiritual harbor of Lorien and the others.
Before Antoine took over the church, another old priest had been in charge.
The poor residents narrated their pain and prayers here, and the church carried their sad memories for a long time.
In the midst of turmoil and despair, they silently guard the faint hope of the poor.
At this moment, Alban was crying bitterly in this church, because he was just like Judas in the book of scripture, seeking the blood of innocent people for a mere thirty pieces of silver.
He defiled this church sanctuary!
You know, in the past month and a half, how many people in their parish relied on Garris to survive!
Even he himself had gone to the underground church and received bread dipped in meat juice.
That wonderful taste makes your mouth water as soon as you think about it.
Not to mention that for only one copper fils, Garris could go out and treat people.
Even though many people knew full well that they just wanted to get a bite of food from Garris.
But the Lord doesn't care, and neither does Gareth.
As long as one copper fils is needed, regardless of whether the disease can be cured, at least Garris will try his best to help.
"It's okay, nothing happened. Everyone will fall. Just stand up immediately. Don't leave sin in your heart for a second."
"Our Father loves repentant people the most. Even the smallest repentance in the world, as long as it is sincere, can make Him forget all sins."
"Even the sins of devils can be forgiven by our Father in heaven. Of course, the premise is that those devils really understand what repentance is."
For Catholics, repentance is an extremely important thing, and for Gehrys, repentance is also a very important thing.
Because everyone makes mistakes, whether they are poor or rich, good or bad, from small to big.
There is no perfect person in this world, so there must be a chance for people to change their ways, and that is repentance.
Of course, confession is ultimately a very subjective thing, and forgiveness can only be granted on a theological level.
In Gallis theology, if one wants to wash away past mistakes and sins on a secular level, one needs to make atonement.
Penance is to make amends or atonement for the mistakes made, and it is to be implemented in the present world through acts of charity.
This is where the theology of Gallis and Catholic theology diverge.
Penance in Catholicism mainly consists of praying, fasting, helping the poor, etc.
Penance in Guerris's theology, apart from prayer, is more clearly directed towards community service, fighting against social injustice and poverty.
"Your sins are forgiven."
"Take this money back with you. After you buy the food, you should not enjoy it alone, but share it with those who are also hungry."
Garris personally bent down, picked up the silver coins that were scattered on the ground by the lame Alban, and then handed them to the old man.
"But, this money..."
The man's chapped lips wriggled, wanting to defend himself, but he was reluctant to part with the silver coins handed back by Garris.
"Money is money. Since they give it to you, then you take it."
"If you feel uncomfortable with this money, help me find the person 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 be swallowed up! I want to find those people one by one!"
Lame Alban opened his mouth, he didn't know what this was.
But the priest said this, and the lame Albon could only nod his head for a while. He really couldn't bear to part with the 30 yuan.
But if you want to take it with peace of mind, you can only listen to Garris's orders.
When Garris helped the lame Alban out of the dilapidated church, the originally dim church seemed much brighter.
The original dust, along with the cleansing of other people's hearts, was blown out of the church by the breeze.
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Although it is said that killers and prostitutes are the oldest professions in human history, they are more common than prostitutes.
Killers are actually not that common.
The real killers are working as knights for feudal lords, or they have become mercenaries, serving their financial owners everywhere.
The so-called people who do dirty work and pay for their lives are ultimately just urban legends in most places at most times.
In a small place like Karak City with a population of 6,000, there is a professional killer with a hammer. In fact, among these 6,000 people, who is related to whom?
Those gentlemen in the upper city feel that they and the coolie craftsmen in the lower city are from two different worlds, but in reality they are being sentimental.
Their homes are full of poor people, but they turn a blind eye and hear nothing.
The so-called brokers that the gentlemen are looking for claim to have a way to find assassins, which is even more pure lies.
Those who are truly proficient in assassination skills these days are either working as servants for top nobles, or they are the old man in the mountains, Ismail Assassin.
Therefore, half of the 100 gold dinars paid in advance were swallowed by the broker without saying a word. He took the other half to go to an acquaintance of his and asked him if he was willing to take the job.
This friend is either a stranger or a good friend. The acquaintance of the broker will naturally know what is going on as soon as he rolls his eyes.
After changing hands again, of the 50 gold dinars, only 24 gold dinars were left.
Gradually, in a small circle, or even a small circle, everyone knows that this is the case.
Wait until Garris follows the clues and finds all the people on this line.
In front of him, a total of 6 people lined up neatly.
It was already evening, the candlelight in the church was dim, and there were no more footsteps on the street outside the church except for the people patrolling at night.
Everyone was embarrassed by each other because the person involved unexpectedly came to our door.
Forced by the intimidation of several heavily armed guards following behind Garris, they did not dare to resist, and were taken to the church one by one.
The lame Albon witnessed the whole process. At first, he thought that there was only one person in his family, and no matter how much money he drew, it wouldn't be too outrageous.
But when he realized that there were actually five people in his household, the lame Albon's face no longer knew what expression to put on.
100 gold dinars, 50 gold dinars, 24 gold dinars, 13 gold dinars, 6 gold dinars... When he got it, there were only 30 silver dinars left. Ram.
Indeed, Garris was right, his life must cost more than 30 pieces of silver! A lot of people must have been swallowed up among them!
But lame Albon could never have imagined that so many would be swallowed up!
He was so short-sighted that when he saw the dozens of gold dinars, his lips just kept moving, trying to say something, but it was extremely ridiculous.
Everyone threw the money in their hands that betrayed the blood of innocent people on the ground in front of them.
Garris picked up the money one by one. Except for the lame Alban who left 30 silver dirhams, Garris only left 2 gold dinars for the other five people.
Garris collected the money and put it into a money bag, then turned around and handed it to Father Antoine and gave instructions.
"Antoine, keep this money for now. After the siege is over, remember to repair the church, especially the statue of Jesus. Give the paint a good touch up. With the extra money, take the people nearby to eat more. Yes, don’t treat yourself badly.”
"This is all money exchanged for my life. You should save some money and don't be like these people and get swallowed up by others."
After listening to Garris's words, the people who were captured also moved their eyes away one by one and looked around to avoid making the atmosphere too awkward.
When the money matters were settled, Garris clapped his hands twice, motioning for these people to look back.
"Everyone, I will accept the money that Senator Etienne offered to buy my life without you having to do anything."
"The 2 gold dinars in front of you are all the hard-earned agency money given to you. Thank you for helping me introduce such a good job."
"I, Villeroy, will happily accept this money to buy Garris' life."
As he spoke, Garris took the dagger brought by the lame Alban from the bench aside in front of these outsourcers.
He first used the candlelight on the side to show the six people the penetrating scar on his left hand.
Then he held the dagger with his left hand and pierced the palm of his right hand in front of everyone present.
Blood flowed out drop by drop.
It was the same bright red blood as ordinary people, but it was particularly charming under the candlelight, as if it were a living thing.
Just when those people were so frightened by Garris's unexpected move that they didn't dare to move.
Garris pulled out the dagger again with a normal expression, as if he felt no pain.
He handed the blood-stained dagger to the original broker who took 100 gold dinars as advance payment. He also took a linen garment, threw it on the ground, and dyed it red with the blood that continued to flow from his right hand.
"Don't forget, when you get the balance of the 100 gold dinars, you have to give some money to each of the six of us."
"Now, Gareth has been killed by Villeroy."
The broker nodded crazily. It’s impossible not to nod!
No matter how crazy he is, he can't do what Garris did and poke a hole in his palm without saying a word!
Moreover, what shocked the people in the church even more was that Garris showed them his wounds.
They could clearly see that the hole that had clearly been penetrated was already squirming to stop the bleeding at a speed visible to the naked eye, and was still healing slowly.
Is this a real person? What a joke.
In the dim church, the candlelight flickered, even the statue of Jesus on the altar seemed to have shed tears of blood because of the peeling paint.
Is this a church? What a joke!
Where is such a church?
For a moment, these six people who had betrayed the blood of innocent people all shuddered.
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