Chapter 519: Death
Where the sea and the sky met, the huge dark shadow of the Blue Coral gradually became clear through the porthole of the armed airship.
"Officiant, Lord Capello." The man slumped in the soft chair was gently pushed awake.
The attendant in a black cloak leaned over to whisper in his ear respectfully: "It will be here soon."
Capello opened his heavy eyelids, shook his head, looked at the servant in front of him who had one head and then two heads, and said with a thick tongue: "Where to?"
As soon as he opened his mouth, the stench of alcohol that had fermented in his stomach and mouth hit the servant's face.
The attendant hurriedly held his breath and whispered, "We have arrived at the Blue Coral. Master Priest, you forgot that the Pope has ordered that a league meeting be held early tomorrow morning, so we have to pick up the goods and send them over today."
Seeing Capello's confused look, the servant understood that he had obviously drunk too much last night and was not awake at all when he was dug out of bed and set off.
Capello reacted for a while, closed his eyes, leaned back in his chair, and said incoherently: "You are all familiar with this matter, just do it yourself."
"Yes……"
Capello quickly fell into a deep sleep, and was awakened only for half a second by the slight vibration of the landing of the armed airship. When he noticed the servants filing out, his consciousness sank back into a deep and sweet dream.
But he was not completely relaxed. He reminded himself from time to time not to sleep too deeply, and always felt that his eyes were still open.
Of course, that was all his imagination.
I don't know how long it took, but the sound of hurried footsteps was heard again in the quiet airship.
Capello, who seemed to be soaked in the warm lake water, seemed to hear the vague conversation through a layer of water film.
"Sister, I found it." Jing Yi stepped into the cabin and saw Capello sleeping unconscious. He said with a smile, "Is he snoring?"
"The sleep quality is really good..." Ai Wan said with some envy.
Pei Junlin saw the black robe on Capello and the purple belt that barely held his big belly. "Baby, that's right, they are from the Shaman Church, and he is wearing the robe of the high priest of the Church."
Ai Wanxin narrowed her eyes slightly. They had just received a report from Captain York, who asked them to evacuate the last batch of survivors while rushing to the helipad.
Soon, an armed airship that was much larger than the shuttle landed in front of them with ease.
A group of people wrapped in black cloaks walked out of the airship, and the man in the lead asked them in confusion where the goods for today were.
After their identities were confirmed, her sentries captured all the intruders with almost no effort.
The leading man knelt down and begged for mercy, claiming that they were servants of the Shaman Church, and that there was also a high priest of high status in the airship.
It seems to be the guy in front of me who is drunk and snoring loudly.
Ai Wanxin knew that the high priest of the Shaman Church was a high-ranking clergyman whose status was second only to the Pope.
When she and John entered the central island, she saw the Pope and a group of purple-robed high priests chanting hymns in front of the Temple of the Sun.
She didn't take it too seriously at the time.
Later, when she heard Caesar, the crown prince of the Silver Empire, say that the Pope had received an oracle from the sun god, she found it strange.
The Shaman Church believes in the only creator god, Onegallus, and regards all other polytheistic religions as heresy.
For no reason, how could that "sun god" send some oracle to their pope?
And now, their high priest appeared on the Blue Coral with his attendants to pick up the screened sentinels and guides.
Will there be any connection between these two things?
"Wake him up." Ai Wanxin said this for the second time in an hour.
……
Capello was riding in a small boat, floating slowly in the stream. On both sides of the river were wooden buildings with carved railings and heavy eaves, just like what he had seen in old movies in Eastern countries.
The boat passed through the green stone arch bridge, and a foreigner with black hair and black eyes walked back and forth on the stone bridge above his head.
Capello listened to the beautiful but completely incomprehensible language in his ears, and wondered in a daze: Why did he come to the parish of that person? What was his name? The one who had been dead for many years. Oh no, he was not asked to take over this parish, was he? This is a very difficult parish to conquer!
Capello jumped up in shock, and the boat under him was swayed left and right by his violent movements.
With a splash, he fell into the freezing river water.
“Ah~~~~~~~” Capello screamed and opened his eyes. In front of him was the black ceiling of the airship with a metallic luster. Drops of cold water flowed along the texture of his face and penetrated into his earlobes.
It took him a while to react and he realized that he was lying on his back on the floor, and his soft and comfortable robe had been soaked through by the icy water.
Capello rolled his eyes in confusion. What? What was going on?
Ai Wanxin lowered her eyes and looked at Capello, who was lying on the ground in a daze like an overturned turtle, and laughed: "It turns out that throwing ice water is really so effective. Not everything in the TV series is fake."
She stood above Capello's head, and from Capello's perspective, he could only see the upside-down face of a young oriental woman.
There was a smile on the woman's face, but perhaps because of the direction, the smile looked quite creepy.
He understood this sentence, but he had no idea what it meant.
Capello struggled to sit up, only to find that in addition to Ai Wanxin, there were several tall and imposing men in the small airship cockpit, staring at him with cold eyes.
Although he was drunk and his mind was not very clear at first, humans often burst out with amazing energy when they feel a crisis.
Capello understood his situation almost instantly. His armed airship had been hijacked!
"You... don't hurt me. I have money. I am the high priest of the Shaman Church. The Church will give you a lot of money. As long as you spare my life, you will not suffer any loss." Capello said with a flattering smile.
Ai Wanxin smiled and said, "But money is useless now. I prefer killing people to a pile of waste paper, High Priest~"
Capello shuddered with fear and moved his fat buttocks, trying to get as far away from Ai Wanxin as possible, but he was tightly entangled by the iron chains that suddenly grew out of the floor and could not move at all.
Capello could not help but yelled, "Don't kill me, don't kill me, I can give you whatever you want, please, I am a priest serving the God of Creation, if you kill me you will be cursed by God, it's not worth it, it's not worth it!"
Ai Wanxin didn't say anything, obviously not taking his threat seriously. The chain became tighter and tighter. Capello racked his brains, mobilizing all the brain cells he had never used in his life, trying to see what chips he had in his hand.
Suddenly, his eyes lit up and he shouted urgently, "Don't kill me! The excommunication of the last days is about to come. I can tell you how to escape this desperate situation where you are doomed to die!"