The captain Ryan met in the tavern was named William, known as Bearded William. He was a native of Port Wenden and had a good family background. This should be a relatively modest statement.
This man has a big beard, but he is actually only in his early thirties. At this age, he can get a boat and be the captain of it, and it is a ketch capable of long voyages. He is a typical rich second generation, and his family savings are smaller than most.
The nobles are much richer.
The route William chose was to run back and forth between Wendeng Port and the ice field, bringing liquor, wheat and other supplies needed by the local tribes, in exchange for some local specialty animal skins, and some items to make up for when he was unlucky.
In the impression of those who have never seen the scenery on the other side of the sea, it is a terrifying wilderness, where savages who drink blood chase all living creatures on the ice sheet that does not melt all year round, whether it is a big bear with white fur, or a stray animal that strays into the sea.
Outsiders here.
William would explain repeatedly every time that some tribes living on the edge of the ice sheet had long been assimilated by the passing merchant ships, and even built small ports. They learned the language of the North Kingdom, exchanged furs and ores for stable food, and calculated calculations.
Ninety percent of everyone present is fast.
At this time, his audience will say: "Ah, yes, yes, you said it very well. Can you talk about other tribes?"
Therefore, it was not easy for him to recruit sailors, let alone people who would hitch a ride.
There are always exceptions to everything. In addition to the warriors who open up new business opportunities, there are also occasionally other people who go to the ice fields - missionaries of the church.
People who know a little bit about the church may know that in the logic of the church, attracting people to the church is considered merit. It is not the kind recorded in the church's notebook, but the kind recorded in heaven, which is directly related to whether one can survive after death.
The soul returns to the arms of the Heavenly Father, and how the soul is treated after returning to the arms of the Heavenly Father.
Don’t look at churches in ghost places like Wendeng Port like salted fish. If you go and pray, they won’t even give out eggs. That’s because their main market is not the poor people. The proportion of sailors at sea who believe in religion is still very high, even on some big ships.
A clergyman will also be invited to stay on the ship for a long time, which is very beneficial to stabilizing the mental state during long-term voyages.
You laugh at them for not being able to clean up the gull poop in the square. They laugh at you, why don’t you think about why they can buy enough land to create a square in the city? This is all the result of the large number of people who make a living on the sea.
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As for the person who opened this diocese back then, he has been canonized long ago. It is not clear how much gold this saint contains, but needless to say the honor he received during his lifetime. After his death, he naturally returned to the embrace of God and went to the lush land flowing with milk and honey.
Listening to sacred music surrounded by winged things, I have the honor to serve the supreme authority. Decades ago, he came alone to this land that had no religious tradition since ancient times and spread the gospel to countless sailors. Such a legend,
He is a role model for many clergymen in the church who come from humble backgrounds.
So, now there is a small question, where should the young missionaries who want to imitate their predecessors go? Although the North Kingdom is not small, every place is basically divided by large and small parishes. Even the Wendeng Port
It was decades ago that this relatively remote place became a diocese. This shows that it is not easy to open up a new diocese.
The rare passenger in front of Captain William has the answer: ice.
It was a missionary who looked quite young, holding a holy book with a cover made of dark leather and metal ornaments. The iconic double-winged ring holy emblem was outlined in gold foil in the center of the cover. Behind him was an equally young entourage.
He had a sad face and carried two people's luggage on his back.
"Yes, we are going to the ice field, and you don't have to take us back. If possible, please drop us off at a port without a church." The lips that were not yet surrounded by beards calmly spit out the rather outrageous request. The followers behind him had faces.
His sorrow increased, and he looked at William with pleading eyes, hoping that he could refuse this business.
William did not want to accept such a passenger at first.
This kind of young cleric, with a retinue behind him, is probably the second son of a noble family who has no inheritance rights, and was sent to develop in the church. If nothing unexpected happens, such a person will probably regard his family status as reaching a high level.
The location is such that it can at least manage a small church.
If you take him there and kill people on the ice sheet, whether it is his own request or not, it is likely to cause trouble in the future.
This kind of person has either lost his mind after hearing too many legendary stories, or it is a temporary idea after a conflict with his family. In short, it is impossible for a normal person to wear such a priest's robe that is inconvenient to move, and hold a hardcover version of the holy book to preach in the ice field.
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It can be seen that he has tried his best to make himself look as ordinary as possible. This calf-length priest's robe is probably a mass-produced product issued by the college, and it is completely unworthy of the holy book in his hand and the entourage behind him. This outfit is unworthy.
Calling the manipulation of human confusing behavior an eye-opener for William - is there really such a thing in this world?
In order to avoid trouble, coupled with William's remaining conscience, and the pressure brought by the entourage's pleading eyes, he wanted to dissuade this guy who probably only had two wings in his mind: "I admire your belief,
But the people on the ice sheet all believe in their barbaric pagan false gods, and it’s really not a place suitable for people of your status.”
William felt that he had done a good job, not only taking care of the other party's face, but also explaining the basic situation there. You don't care what they believe, anyway, the competition is quite fierce, and it is not suitable for people like you who can't handle it.
Let's work with people to open up new frontiers.
After saying this, he could already see the light of hope in his entourage's eyes, and even his back, which was bent by the luggage, straightened up a bit.
Unfortunately, it is clear that they still underestimated a person with abnormal brain.
"God will point out the direction for the truly devout, and I cannot stand His people being deceived by false gods disguised as devils. My family also approves of my choice, even if I am called on this path prematurely.
Go to a land flowing with milk and honey, and you don't have to worry about them blaming you."
Perhaps thinking of the scenes in church stories where saints face trials, this hairless preacher raised his head firmly, his smooth hair shining in the sun, full of holy aura, and contrasting
His followers grew darker and darker.
"But..." William was dumbfounded. He himself could be considered a light believer. He usually went to church to pray before going to sea, and he saw a lot of priests, but this was the first time in his life that he had seen such a posture, "You
You should think about it again, this is too..."
He had seen those priests who believed in pagan gods on the ice fields. They usually had arms thicker than his thighs and could press live beasts to bleed out and perform blood sacrifices. It would be unconscionable for him to let this person compete with them without restrictions.
I feel sorry for myself.
"The most I'm willing to pay is eighteen gold coins, I mean castle gold coins."
Castle gold coins, formerly known as Westminster gold coins, are gold coins officially issued by the kingdom. They are generally cast by the king and several big nobles. On the front is the royal family's emblem of the sword in the stone, and on the back is the iconic wide sloped wall of Westminster Fortress.
And the twin towers, hence the name of the castle gold coin. It is a hard currency with a very high purity.
"Of course, if you are not willing, can you recommend another captain to me?" Looking at the stunned William, the young missionary was a little disappointed.
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A few days later, on the deck of the Iceberg.
"Father Frank, isn't the scenery of the North Sea nice?" William, who asked for the other person's name, had already started to call him Father. Anyway, he was going to build a church, so it was okay to call him this way in advance, as long as the sponsor was happy.
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"No, eighteen gold coins, just to rush to the ice field and die?" Kraft's eyes widened when he heard this. Poverty limited his imagination.
"Don't interrupt me." Lane was talking happily. He motioned for Kraft to ride slower so that he could continue talking. "This is not the point of the story."