Chapter 803. Mr. Brings Sword into Fusang (7)
Nayo Takeru vaguely remembered that he was picked up by a very grand Western carriage and went to a foreign restaurant outside Nagasaki Castle.
The old housekeeper who came to pick him up had a very kind attitude and seemed very well-educated, which made the girl feel a little relieved. However, after arriving at the foreign house, the actions of the servants of the foreign house made the girl a little suspicious.
What a particular family, I asked a maki to perform at home, take a shower, massage the essential oil, and then change into a dress?
Nayo Takeru, who had changed into a women's evening dress, followed the serious butler nervously and walked towards the depths of the foreign restaurant.
There are paintings hanging on the long corridor walls, but the themes are only a few: plague, famine, war, death.
Skeletons in black robes are busy reaping lives, dead people, coffins and crosses, occupying most of the space in every oil painting.
Among these creepy oil paintings, two portraits appear interlaced.
One painting shows a middle-aged nobleman with a melancholy look, and the other painting shows a young woman with an inexplicable cruel smile.
The corridor gradually disappeared, as if the corridor was heading towards the ground.
A woman wearing a black mourning dress and covering her face with a black veil appeared across the corridor and looked at Nadae Take with interest: "Miss Elizabeth's shower gel is not enough. The lady sent me to ask if she can send this girl to her bathroom?"
In response, the majestic old housekeeper just answered calmly: "This lady was invited to perform singing and dancing for the Earl. In addition, please convey my opinion to Miss Elizabeth. Many things in this country are not so simple to do. I hope Miss Elizabeth can temporarily endure her unhealthy and wasteful hobbies."
In response to this, the woman in mourning clothes just smiled and then stepped back. But for some reason, Nayotake felt that she could vaguely smell the smell of rotten meat.
The old butler took Naidao and walked all the way to the bottom of the Western Restaurant. It was an empty underground hole, and a Gothic castle was built along the rock formations.
On the towering spire of the castle, a dull cross hangs on it.
"Why are there churches under the ground..."
"This question is good." The old housekeeper replied in a low voice, "This is a monastery built underground in the Tokugawa Shogunate era. In order to avoid the persecution of the shogunate, the Christians who followed His Excellency Shiro Shiroshi, in order to avoid the persecution of the shogunate, have not been truly used. At that time, monks from Takanoyama came here to warn these loyal believers that they believed in their gods and did not need to waste their lives in unhelpful battles. They could regard Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva as the Virgin Mary, Buddhist beads as the rosary beads, and Sanskrit as the Latin prayer, and live peacefully in Nagasaki until the country once again allowed them to publicly reveal their faith."
What the old housekeeper mentioned was the famous "Nasaki believers' rediscovery" incident in Christian history. However, in the old housekeeper's mouth, the shadow of Takano Mountain stood faintly behind this major event in the Far Eastern Church.
But Nayo Takeru didn't understand the meaning of this matter at all. He just nodded in a vague way, and then followed the old man into the interior of the monastery.
In that simple stone chapel, Count Arcardo was wearing a black velvet gown, staring at Jesus Christ on the cross intently.
After a long time, a sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, then turned his head, looked at Nayotake, and sighed slightly: "Although Asian girls have smooth skin, their bone development is much worse."
Regarding this evaluation, the old housekeeper refused to comment. He bowed slightly, turned around and left, leaving only Nayotake alone, and glanced at the pale middle-aged nobleman with a slightly shrunk look.
Facing her gaze, Count Alcard said without any attention and said directly: "Although I am regarded as an elder in the family by those dirty things outside, unlike those who have defected to the evil gods, my existence is still to demonstrate the will of God. So I believe that the choice I will bring to you is much better than those dirty and timid guys. You don't have to be panic, you just need to let go of your body and mind and accept my existence in all directions."
The following anti-pirated version will be corrected later.
Nayo Takeru vaguely remembered that he was picked up by a very grand Western carriage and went to a foreign restaurant outside Nagasaki Castle.
The old housekeeper who came to pick him up had a very kind attitude and seemed very well-educated, which made the girl feel a little relieved. However, after arriving at the foreign house, the actions of the servants of the foreign house made the girl a little suspicious.
What a particular family, I asked a maki to perform at home, take a shower, massage the essential oil, and then change into a dress?
Nayo Takeru, who had changed into a women's evening dress, followed the serious butler nervously and walked towards the depths of the foreign restaurant.
There are paintings hanging on the long corridor walls, but the themes are only a few: plague, famine, war, death.
Skeletons in black robes are busy reaping lives, dead people, coffins and crosses, occupying most of the space in every oil painting.
Among these creepy oil paintings, two portraits appear interlaced.
One painting shows a middle-aged nobleman with a melancholy look, and the other painting shows a young woman with an inexplicable cruel smile.
The corridor gradually disappeared, as if the corridor was heading towards the ground.
A woman wearing a black mourning dress and covering her face with a black veil appeared across the corridor and looked at Nadae Take with interest: "Miss Elizabeth's shower gel is not enough. The lady sent me to ask if she can send this girl to her bathroom?"
In response, the majestic old housekeeper just answered calmly: "This lady was invited to perform singing and dancing for the Earl. In addition, please convey my opinion to Miss Elizabeth. Many things in this country are not so simple to do. I hope Miss Elizabeth can temporarily endure her unhealthy and wasteful hobbies."
In response to this, the woman in mourning clothes just smiled and then stepped back. But for some reason, Nayotake felt that she could vaguely smell the smell of rotten meat.
The old butler took Naidao and walked all the way to the bottom of the Western Restaurant. It was an empty underground hole, and a Gothic castle was built along the rock formations.
On the towering spire of the castle, a dull cross hangs on it.
"Why are there churches under the ground..."
"This question is good." The old housekeeper replied in a low voice, "This is a monastery built underground in the Tokugawa Shogunate era. In order to avoid the persecution of the shogunate, the Christians who followed His Excellency Shiro Shiroshi, in order to avoid the persecution of the shogunate, have not been truly used. At that time, monks from Takanoyama came here to warn these loyal believers that they believed in their gods and did not need to waste their lives in unhelpful battles. They could regard Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva as the Virgin Mary, Buddhist beads as the rosary beads, and Sanskrit as the Latin prayer, and live peacefully in Nagasaki until the country once again allowed them to publicly reveal their faith."
What the old housekeeper mentioned was the famous "Nasaki believers' rediscovery" incident in Christian history. However, in the old housekeeper's mouth, the shadow of Takano Mountain stood faintly behind this major event in the Far Eastern Church.
But Nayo Takeru didn't understand the meaning of this matter at all. He just nodded in a vague way, and then followed the old man into the interior of the monastery.
In that simple stone chapel, Count Arcardo was wearing a black velvet gown, staring at Jesus Christ on the cross intently.
After a long time, a sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, then turned his head, looked at Nayotake, and sighed slightly: "Although Asian girls have smooth skin, their bone development is much worse."
Regarding this evaluation, the old housekeeper refused to comment. He bowed slightly, turned around and left, leaving only Nayotake alone, and glanced at the pale middle-aged nobleman with a slightly shrunk look.
Facing her gaze, Count Alcard said without any attention and said directly: "Although I am regarded as an elder in the family by those dirty things outside, unlike those who have defected to the evil gods, my existence is still to demonstrate the will of God. So I believe that the choice I will bring to you is much better than those dirty and timid guys. You don't have to be panic, you just need to let go of your body and mind and accept my existence in all directions."
Nayo Takeru vaguely remembered that he was picked up by a very grand Western carriage and went to a foreign restaurant outside Nagasaki Castle.
The old housekeeper who came to pick him up had a very kind attitude and seemed very well-educated, which made the girl feel a little relieved. However, after arriving at the foreign house, the actions of the servants of the foreign house made the girl a little suspicious.
What a particular family, I asked a maki to perform at home, take a shower, massage the essential oil, and then change into a dress?
Nayo Takeru, who had changed into a women's evening dress, followed the serious butler nervously and walked towards the depths of the foreign restaurant.
There are paintings hanging on the long corridor walls, but the themes are only a few: plague, famine, war, death.
Skeletons in black robes are busy reaping lives, dead people, coffins and crosses, occupying most of the space in every oil painting.
Among these creepy oil paintings, two portraits appear interlaced.
One painting shows a middle-aged nobleman with a melancholy look, and the other painting shows a young woman with an inexplicable cruel smile.
The corridor gradually disappeared, as if the corridor was heading towards the ground.
A woman wearing a black mourning dress and covering her face with a black veil appeared across the corridor and looked at Nadae Take with interest: "Miss Elizabeth's shower gel is not enough. The lady sent me to ask if she can send this girl to her bathroom?"
In response, the majestic old housekeeper just answered calmly: "This lady was invited to perform singing and dancing for the Earl. In addition, please convey my opinion to Miss Elizabeth. Many things in this country are not so simple to do. I hope Miss Elizabeth can temporarily endure her unhealthy and wasteful hobbies."
In response to this, the woman in mourning clothes just smiled and then stepped back. But for some reason, Nayotake felt that she could vaguely smell the smell of rotten meat.
The old butler took Naidao and walked all the way to the bottom of the Western Restaurant. It was an empty underground hole, and a Gothic castle was built along the rock formations.
On the towering spire of the castle, a dull cross hangs on it.
"Why are there churches under the ground..."
"This question is good." The old housekeeper replied in a low voice, "This is a monastery built underground in the Tokugawa Shogunate era. In order to avoid the persecution of the shogunate, the Christians who followed His Excellency Shiro Shiroshi, in order to avoid the persecution of the shogunate, have not been truly used. At that time, monks from Takanoyama came here to warn these loyal believers that they believed in their gods and did not need to waste their lives in unhelpful battles. They could regard Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva as the Virgin Mary, Buddhist beads as the rosary beads, and Sanskrit as the Latin prayer, and live peacefully in Nagasaki until the country once again allowed them to publicly reveal their faith."
What the old housekeeper mentioned was the famous "Nasaki believers' rediscovery" incident in Christian history. However, in the old housekeeper's mouth, the shadow of Takano Mountain stood faintly behind this major event in the Far Eastern Church.
But Nayo Takeru didn't understand the meaning of this matter at all. He just nodded in a vague way, and then followed the old man into the interior of the monastery.
In that simple stone chapel, Count Arcardo was wearing a black velvet gown, staring at Jesus Christ on the cross intently.
After a long time, a sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, then turned his head, looked at Nayotake, and sighed slightly: "Although Asian girls have smooth skin, their bone development is much worse."
Regarding this evaluation, the old housekeeper refused to comment. He bowed slightly, turned around and left, leaving only Nayotake alone, and glanced at the pale middle-aged nobleman with a slightly shrunk look.
Chapter completed!