After receiving the first ether anesthesia treatment in the history of the world, Corwin was handed over to the disposal of the church, or to the judgment of the bishop.
Of course, as a reward, the doctor, as a devout guest who was about to bring huge benefits to the church, made a request to the visitors, hoping to obtain leniency for the delinquent young man, at least not to be lynched-so as not to damage the special meaning of this time.
medical outcomes.
Before leaving, Kraft enthusiastically held his still intact left hand and confirmed again: "Mr. Corwin, are you sure this is your real name? Is there a surname, full name, or a title you would rather hear?"
"No more. My name is Corwin. It's really gone." He looked a little scared. From the perspective of the victim, it can be described as: eyes closed and opened, hand broken; closed and opened again.
, the hand was taken back again.
"I believe you will not regret it. May Heavenly Father bless you, Mr. Corwin."
Although he still wants to observe for a few more days, this outstanding practitioner in the property redistribution industry has more important things to do, such as assisting the bishop's staff to find the guy who is trying to make a move outside the market and see if he can provide the church with its financial report for the second half of the year.
Add bricks and mortar.
The church can tolerate that group of rude sailors entering the church, it can acquiesce in the existence of "drunken priests", and it can even turn a blind eye to the red and green areas of the port; but for the act of reaching into its own backyard and getting involved in the benefits delivered to the door, it has no objection at all.
No concessions can be made.
If you dare to stretch out your hand, chop off your hands, and if you dare to stretch out your legs, chop off your feet. There is no need to discuss.
However, these have nothing to do with Kraft and Adrian. They will be handled by the church forces who have been operating in Port Solace for many years. They only need to know that when the money is finally divided, they will get a part more than expected.
On a sunny afternoon, together with the chief mate who arrived, they had the honor to meet the mysterious bishop who comforted the Cathedral and the decision-maker of all affairs of the church here.
"The captain asked me to express his most sincere apology to you for not being able to come due to a special illness."
There was an old man in a white robe sitting on a high-backed chair. His white robe was no different from Adrian's except for the model. There was a bright black holy symbol of unknown material hanging on his chest. Hearing this, he nodded slightly and took it out from under the fur blanket.
With clean and unadorned hands, he waved to the young priest next to him with a somewhat similar face to do it for him, and then he continued to half-close his eyes to enjoy the sunshine with just the right heat.
A wooden, iron-bound box was taken out. It was no more than the size of two thick books, but it was equipped with pull tabs for easy moving.
The young priest's arms were tense, and the cyan veins were highlighted before he lifted it up and placed it with difficulty on the thick printed cotton pad on the table. It made a dull sound like a knight in full armor landing. The iron ring left a red and concave constriction on the side of his palm.
mark.
Needless to say, that kind of weight seems to act directly on the soul, dragging a light soul that can ascend to the kingdom of the Father straight into hell.
"Although we are old acquaintances, at least we are not strangers. It's a pity that William didn't come..." He raised his slack eyelids and glanced past the box to look at the three visitors, especially lingering on Adrian's face.
After a while.
"But for such a large amount of money, I think it would be better to deliver it in person."
A small key was handed to the young priest. The old man leaned back in his chair. The gentle midday sun smoothed the inevitable cold background in the stone building. He seemed to enjoy this moment, and the skin on his old face
The lines are stretched out, looking calm and kind.
The box was opened, and sufficient lighting allowed the contents to be displayed in front of everyone. Even if you were mentally prepared, it would be difficult to stay calm in front of them when you actually see them.
Yellow, metallic square ingots, not even round coins, do not need patterns or marks to be engraved, they are stacked neatly in the box in their purest form without leaving any gaps.
My mind is taken over by it for a moment, and it becomes the only thing in my vision, and I can't see anything else.
Kraft felt his heart skip a beat. Even people who understand that this is not their intention will definitely be shaken and shocked for a moment.
He saw the bishop's secretly satisfied smile, as if the gaffes of everyone present were an interesting diversion for him after basking in the sun. He noticed that Kraft quickly broke away from it and cast a slightly surprised glance.
In contrast, the young priest's trembling hand holding the key made him a little dissatisfied.
"Piety is the best reward, but the Lord is not stingy with trivial things." The still clear and level voice woke the first mate and Adrian out of shock, as if they were at a sermon, and Clara, who had not read the holy scriptures very much.
Ford even wondered if he had taken a sentence from the book at random.
"The door of the sanctuary is open to everyone at any time. It is proper to guide the Lamb of the Lord. If there is any need, you can leave it to Jacques to convey it on your behalf."
The young priest drew an imaginary circle on his chest and made a standard gesture of prayer and blessing. This gesture probably means the same thing as clasping hands or making the sign of the cross on the chest for otherworldly souls.
He chose the latter between speaking and handing over the key. After the first mate took the key, he briefly introduced himself: "Jacques, ordinary priest, if you have any chores, you can come to me in the main hall of the church. If I am not there, you can also
Ask other people and most of them know me."
"It's an honor to meet you." The first mate looked away from the box and returned the greeting.
As the bishop closed his eyes, the brief meeting ended. He paid little attention to the box from beginning to end, and did not even bother to mention its existence. Jacques sent them to the end of the corridor, and several people left through the back door of the church and returned.
Get on board - start splitting the money.
Until he walked into the captain's cabin, the priest still couldn't believe it. It was like in a dream. He actually got such a large sum of gold?
There is basically no doubt about the distribution. As the main material support for this operation, the angel investor who lost three capable sailors and almost got himself involved in it. He sent out ships, people, money and lives. He is also responsible for the realization of the results.
Otherwise, William will get the largest share.
This ratio is about 40% to 50%, which is enough for him to pay a generous pension, pay dividends to the first mate, and recruit sailors.
And most importantly, it is not likely to be easy to replace a large ship that can sail for a long time. Large ships are always ordered and built one by one. It takes a long time from construction to delivery of a new ship, and no one may be willing to sell a ready-made ship.
.Unless there is a premium, it will not be easy to handle just having money.
In fact, the amount he received should be about 40%. He was able to come back alive to share the money. Kraft took great credit and should set aside a part of it.
Father Adrian, as one of the original participants, successfully obtained 25% by providing clues and collecting information. Although he did not go to the southern hills to participate in the grand event, this matter would never have been possible without him.
As a staff member who lives, eats, and sleeps in the church, there doesn’t seem to be anything in particular that I need.
In addition to improving his living conditions, the influence of being in the captain's circle for a long time made him decide to invest part of his money in William, buy a stake in his old friend's new ship, and receive a share of future business, turning it into long-term financial resources.
Finally, Kraft, the initiator, core figure, plan designator, and lifeguard of the entire operation, received nearly 35% of the proceeds.
This amount of money far exceeds the cost of customizing instruments, purchasing materials, and opening a clinic.
Investing in a new boat is a good idea, after all where else can you find a hard working captain who is always on the water?
The so-called wealth that never returns home is like a brocade walking at night. Part of it was delivered to William and brought back to Wendeng Port College along with the ether technology. The college forwarded the letter with the letter to Laien, who is here for correspondence and summer shopping next time, and expressed it to Old Wood and Anderson.
Kraft is doing great things outside, so don't worry about him.
The letter had been written long ago: he and his newly acquainted captain and priest friend solved the puzzle left by the alchemist, went to the southern hills to hunt for treasure, and with the help of the warm and friendly villagers, experienced the unique local biological environment, and finally found the
treasure.
If there is a chance, I will introduce to my grandfather the talent I discovered by chance, the loyal and brave squire Kupu, when I go home next time.
And he, Kraft, will stay in Port Solace for a period of time to conduct animal experiments, improve equipment, and put it into clinical practice to obtain a large number of cases from a group of sailors who are naturally prone to trauma.
"Koop, Yin Feng, come here." Kraft, who became rich overnight, was in a good mood, and the nightmare haze that had been hovering above his head for a long time was also dispelled.