Author: Ke Xue's Cookie Head

"Hang him!"

"Hang this damn pirate!!!"

Bang bang bang bang!

The sturdy little gavel hit the abutment heavily, and the sound echoed the entire court.

"quiet!"

After the room was completely quiet, the justice wearing a red robe and wavy hair then put down the gavel, picked up the judgment on the table, and chanted loudly:

"Because Mavi Enders, deputy commander of the St. Matille Fleet, was unable to issue a private certificate issued by the Windsor royal family, and the crime of pirates was convicted, so this court declared that it would be in accordance with Article 138 of the Navigation Law of the Kingdom of Popang."

"The survivors of the St. Matil fleet, including Mavi Endez, were sentenced to hang a total of 138 crew members, and immediately execute!"

In his sleep, Mavie shivered and felt someone pushing him.

The warm afternoon sun was so irritating that he couldn't open his eyes. He raised his hand to cover the light and saw a middle-aged man in a gray tweed coat standing in front of him, with a thin body and a thick beard.

"Father, are you having a nightmare again?"

The middle-aged man took out a dirty handkerchief from his pocket and generously stated that Mavi could use it to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead.

"Thank you, I'm fine."

Mawei did not pick up the colorful handkerchief. He didn't know whether it was a suspicious handkerchief with butter or coal ash. He always kept his distance from things with extremely suspicious sanitation conditions.

The middle-aged man who appeared in front of him was named Jacob Valentine, 34 years old. He is a winemaker living at 55 South Street, New Ross. He was not married and only a domestic maid lived with him.

"Mr. Jacob, what's wrong with you coming to church?"

"I have doubts and want to ask for the goddess' answer." Mr. Jacob took off his hat and pressed it on his chest, nodding to the dignified and tall statue of the god standing on the north side of the church, very pious.

Regarding his request, Ma Wei happily agreed that he was a priest and that he not only had to preside over funerals, marriages, baptism for newborns, prayers, exorcism and other matters for believers, but also answering questions is also essential.

Just as he walked towards the confessional room in the corner, the two cats, one orange and one black, who were lying on the windowsill not far away, suddenly took action. The petite white-footed black cat jumped off the windowsill, stretched forward with both front paws, and yawned, and ran towards Mawei in a standard cat step. As for the other orange cat with a wider butt than shoulders.

He just raised his eyelids slightly, then moved his butt, and naturally occupied the place where the black cat had just lying.

In the narrow and crowded confession room, the black cat jumped onto the owner's leg, then turned over, revealing his soft belly, and screamed softly. Judging from its skillful movements, it seemed that this had been done more than once or twice.

Mavie stroked its hair and asked, "Mr. Jacob, what are you confused?"

"I fell in love with Miss Maggie next door."

Jacob Valentin sighed and said quietly: "But I don't know if this is correct."

Miss Maggie?

oh.

Mavie remembered that at 54 South Street, New Ross City, next to Mr. Jacob, there lived a family tailor named Maggie Chris. He was twenty-nine years old. His husband was a captain of the fishery company. He died of illness last year. Fortunately, he invested in a stock before his death and could receive 50 pounds of interest every year. This made the wife who raised her seven-year-old daughter alone without worrying about food and clothing. Even so, Maggie and her daughter were still not rich.

If Mr. Jacob is willing to marry Mrs. Maggie, etc.!

Miss?

Mawei was suddenly stunned. Normal people should call widows a wife rather than a lady, and Madam Maggie is indeed not as young as a lady.

Could it be that Mr. Jacob was not talking about Mrs. Maggie?

".Love is desirable and beautiful." Mavie thought for a while and said, "It's nothing wrong in itself, but it depends on the specific situation. I wish I could ask you a presumptuous question, Mr. Jacob, is Mrs. Maggie Cris?"

"What? Maggie Chris?!"

Mr. Jacob, who was sitting next door and only a square window from Mavie, suddenly widened his eyes and screamed in disbelief: "Stop kidding! Who would fall in love with the sarcastic woman Maggie Chris! She had a fight with me for one penny two days ago!"

"Then I fell in love with her daughter, right?"

The next door suddenly fell silent. After a long time, a very resentful voice came: "Father, no matter how dirty I am, I will never fall in love with a little girl who has just turned seven."

Mavie was even more confused: "There are only two women named Maggie living next to you. If it weren't for them, then which Miss Maggie did you fall in love with?"

"Father, you have seen her." Mr. Jacob smiled, as if he could feel unparalleled happiness as long as he thought of the other person: "She has soft and bright blonde hair, watery eyes, dark and shiny. Every time she sees me, she will pounce on her excitedly."

"."

The movement of touching the black cat stopped. Mavie licked his dry lips and held his forehead with one hand. Finally, he understood who Miss Maggie was in Mr. Jacob's mouth.

The Yorkshire Terrier raised by Mrs. Maggie's house.

This is really an unconceived path.

Ma Wei claimed that he had seen strong storms, but today.

It's really an eye-opener.

"Father, why don't you speak?" asked Mr. Jacob.

I was wondering how to correct your dangerous thoughts. Ma Wei muttered in his heart.

but

This is not the key to the problem.

The key is

"I remember that the Yorkshire terrier that Mrs. Maggie's house was raised, seemed to be a male."

"Public?"

Mr. Jacob was stunned and murmured, "How is this possible? Madam? Are you sure of the priest?"

"Sure."

Mavie slapped the black cat on his knee and said, "I have two cats, they all have balls, so I still have a certain understanding of the gender of the pet. At least I have seen it with my own eyes, Miss Maggie's balls."

The confessional room suddenly became quiet, and even the whole church was silent, and even the sun was not so warm.

The problem should be solved.

Through the small hole in the grille, Mavie saw Mr. Jacob's tightly pursed lips and tightly clenched fists. Not only did he feel guilty, but he was a little grateful.

Fortunately, Mrs. Maggie raised a public Yorkshire Terrier, otherwise this problem would have been difficult to solve today.

but.

The love pioneer sitting next door didn't seem to think so.

“It doesn’t matter if you are a public person.”

His fist slowly loosened, and Mr. Jacob lowered his head and looked at the soft hat in his hand: "I can't give up my feelings for Miss Maggie, what's wrong with me? When I think of Miss Maggie, my cheeks get hot. Father, please tell me, will Goddess Unia support my feelings for Miss Maggie?"

"The goddess is tolerant and kind, and she loves her believers deeply."

After a pause, Mavi continued:

"I think, as long as you, Mr. Jacob, and you and Miss Maggie, love each other and do not do anything contrary to common sense, Goddess Unia will definitely support you."

"Of course not!"

Mr. Jacob stood up and said excitedly: "I will feel relieved with your words. I will go to Miss Maggie and tell her what I want!"

She's a male

Although Mawei always wanted to correct this, when he saw Mr. Jacob's excited gaze, some words were stuck in his throat and could not be said.

"By the way, Father."

Mr. Jacob, who walked out of the confessional room, suddenly stopped and turned to look at Mavie: "If that bitch Maggie Chris does not agree with my relationship with Miss Maggie, please come forward and reconcile."

Before Mavie could answer, Mr. Jacob took out five silver pieces from his arms, carved with the portrait of Rhodes IV, the current king of the Kingdom of Windsor, and the coins engraved with the pattern of double-headed eagles, and placed them on the baptistery where the holy water was placed at the door of the church.

"Please don't refuse. I have no other way to repay the church. This is just a little devotion to the goddess of truth, Unia, Unia,."

"May the goddess bless you, Mr. Jacob."

“Truth is supreme.”

Mr. Jacob pressed his right hand on his chest, nodded respectfully to the statue, picked up the porcelain bowl hanging on the side of the baptistery, served a little holy water, and drank it all in one go.

"call!"

Mr. Jacob, who drank the holy water, was refreshed: "Every time I drink the holy water, I feel enlightened and praise the goddess!"

nonsense.

Because I added mint to it.

Mavie watched Mr. Jacob leave with a smile. After the other party walked away, he picked up the five Rhodes shillings from the baptistery and walked into the room hidden on the side of the statue.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!