"Okay, very good! It seems that you are indeed a capable scholar and craftsman! This kind of strange drawing, as well as the designed pulley machinery, and the big clock that is submerged and ventilated, all made my eyes shine!..."
"Witness the Lord God! Although your knees are weak, your brain is really smart, just like a long-headed Mayan noble!... As long as your design is effective and you pick up the 8-pound cannon from the bottom of the sea... I will not only exempt you from the sacrifice, but also
I will give you enough rewards so that you can live a good life!"
After reading the three sketches, Xiu Maoying was immediately overjoyed. This captured evil scholar was indeed quite capable and possessed a lot of valuable knowledge passed down by evil spirits!
His brother once told him that although demons are greedy and evil, their knowledge is not that of demons! Their exploration of knowledge is the source of all power!
All "knowledge" comes from exploring the world created by the Lord God and summarizing and refining it after deeply understanding the nature of the world! The "scholars" among the demons are the "most valuable" handful of people who are worth spending money on.
Make great efforts to absorb them and turn their knowledge and thinking into the knowledge and thinking of others!
Thinking of this, Xiu Maoying's eyes suddenly became much kinder when he looked at scholar Martin. It was impossible for him to let this scholar go, not even in this life. And with the methods of the priests, they naturally had a stick in one hand and corn in the other.
.First cut off the other party’s escape route, then drive the other party to sacrifice, and finally win over people’s hearts little by little, making him obediently spit out all his knowledge willingly!…
"Haha! I like smart people the most, and so does my brother! ... By the way, what's your name? Martin Beiheim? ... Let me think about it, when you come to the kingdom, you have to have a new beginning and a new name.
Separate from everything in the past...Well, I give you the surname Xiu! From now on, your name will be Xiu Ading!...Of course, you can only have the surname Xiu of Xiu Maoying, not my brother God.
Sexualized 'Xiu Guang'..."
"Come! Light the holy fire! I will personally carve the mark of the Lord God on this white-skinned scholar and craftsman, so that he can convert to the Lord God!..."
"Ah! No...don't kill me, I'll change the sketch right now!...Uh!...Don't kill me? Give me the mark of the evil god? This?...How can I change my belief in the evil god?...Ah! Don't slap me! Ah!
!!...Knife! Neck! The neck is about to be broken!...Hold the knife further away, please!...I...I will...change my belief right now..."
Soon, raging flames rose on the deck. The Taíno apprentices sang cheerful Cuban-style carols, and the priest, Xiu Cat Eagle, with a kind face, lifted a sharp obsidian dagger and looked at the position of the knife.
Scholar Martin trembled and looked to the left and right. Two kingdom warriors were staring at each other with thick and hard copper axes. The two Castilian sailors were holding scimitars. There was both gloating and some genuine envy in their eyes.
.
They were very happy about their misfortune, watching the nobles in the world of God being forced to bear the mark of hummingbirds, and from then on they were no different from them, and they converted to the Lord God... What a rare excitement this was! Before arriving at the big island of the natives, they didn't even think about it.
Dare to think! But envy is indeed envy. After all, the priest himself said that as long as you show your skills, you will be rewarded. And the skills of this "Alemannic scholar" are obviously better than those of them who play with swords and sail ships.
There are so many more! Not talking about painting or design, just being able to read and write, and understanding the languages of various European countries will completely defeat them...
"ah!!…"
The moment the cold obsidian dagger scratched his forehead, scholar Martin suddenly burst out with a scream! The sound was so shrill that it was heartbreaking, and it startled Xiu Maoying. He almost shook his hand and wiped the scholar away.
neck.
"Xiu Ading? Did you eat mushrooms?..."
Xiu Maoying paused speechlessly, only to see scholar Martin shaking non-stop. He was shaking and crying at the same time, and howled in despair in the High German of his hometown.
"Heul! Merciful Virgin! No! No! The mark of the devil has infected my forehead. It can no longer be wiped off or covered! ... Heul! Ruona, my lover, I can't go back.
Gone! My well-designed manor, my elegant Lusitano horse, and my beautiful wife... they are all going to live with other men! Heul! Heul!!..."
"Damn it, calm down! You guy, be tougher!..."
Xiu Maoying tried for a long time and even slapped scholar Martin twice, but he couldn't calm him down.
This evil noble chief is different from others in that he has a weak will. He has too many things, and he has never suffered much in his life. They are all floating on the clouds. At this moment, the tattoo on his forehead cannot be covered up.
The "devil" emblem means that he has completely lost the hope of returning to the world of God, returning to the aristocratic class, and enjoying the aristocratic life. He suddenly fell from the top of the clouds, lost too much, and completely broke his guard...
In desperation, Xiu Maoying could only shake his head and said to the Tylenol apprentice beside him.
"Oh my god! This guy is shaking so much, like a frightened cottontail rabbit! If I forcefully mark him again, I'm really afraid that he will be like a rabbit and be scared to death... Go! Get that can of prepared blue
Bring the scorpion venom and sting him with a few drops of the scorpion sting! Calm him down..."
"Heul! My lover! My manor, my horse and my wife!...Eh?...This is?...Hmm?...Hmm!..."
The prepared scorpion venom penetrated the scholar Martin's arm through the natural stinger. The powerful analgesic and calming effect made his cry stop, and then gradually became silent. He knelt in front of the holy fire blankly,
The corners of his mouth slowly relaxed unconsciously, looking like he was crying and laughing at the same time, which was very strange. The two converted Castilian sailors looked at each other and trembled uneasily. These "devil-like" native potions
, just looking at it makes people feel "blasphemous", no, it is "sacred"!…
"The hummingbird of the Lord God is deeply imprinted on your forehead! And your soul, along with the burning hair, connects with the Lord God of the Kingdom of God... From now on, the Lord God is watching you, and you must worship Him devoutly! You have converted
Lord God, there is no way out, no possibility of leaving!…”
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Xiu Adin! Remember my words! From now on, use all your knowledge and wisdom to serve the Lord God and the Kingdom! The Kingdom will not
Ask about your origin and be awarded titles based on merit, even if you are a converted white-skinned tribe... As long as your dedication is enough, you can become a craftsman noble canonized by the kingdom, leaving blood and inheritance in the kingdom!..."
That night, the bonfire burned blazingly, the scorpion venom slowly subsided, and the mark of the hummingbird remained on the scholar Martin's forehead forever. He had a strange nightmare, dreaming of the Son of God carrying the cross, bearing all his sins.
Then he suddenly gave him a kick and kicked him from the top of the manor's clock tower to the flowers at the bottom. Then, a ferocious giant evil bird stretched out its long beak and just opened its mouth and sucked him.
Hold it in your mouth, burning like an evil dragon with the flames of hell, flying towards the endless depths of the Atlantic Ocean...
"Witness the Lord God! The big bell cannot be cast in a day! Tiewan Town will be busy for a long time, and it is estimated that it will take two months to salvage the big magic weapon... Kopili, Chabo! You take the three sailboats and return to Cuba first.
Bay Town, report the results of this raid to the Chief Priest of Tuomat! He must have been waiting anxiously for a long time, he needs the good news of victory so much!..."
"Yes! Owl Shaman! I have identified these eight evil captives. There is a carpenter who can repair ships, a blacksmith who can repair weapons, and a salt worker who has dried salt...here! Their brands
On the top, there are pictures of the jobs they know how to do! As for the other five, they only know how to fight and kill, so they are of no use..."
"Salt workers drying salt? Well, this is a craft job, not that simple... It seems that this large Portuguese port tribe does have the skills to produce salt! The chief priest of Tomat will be happy!... As for the other five
, together with the most powerful demon 'knight', let's serve it as a sacrifice to the Lord God!..."
"I obey you! Lord Priest!...The newly converted scholar and craftsman?"
"Oh! Xiu Ading stays with me for now. I want to ask about the situation in the Evil Continent and record some of their precious knowledge... By the way! Leave that Amei to me too! He is a good translator and can also
Teach Adin language!…”
"Yes! Owl Shaman!..."
"Okay! Let's set sail! The victory ceremony must be prepared early! And this time for the main god's festival, we must invite all the chiefs and chiefs from all the tribes in Haiti to win over the hearts of all tribes as much as possible! ... The great main god!
May He bless the hot land of Cuba, bless the mountainous islands of Haiti, bless the Bahamas, and bless the island of Jamaica… bless the land of the East China Sea that He shines on, and resist all evil invasions!…”
"Yes! May the Lord God bless the East China Sea and resist evil spirits!..."
Loud prayers sounded on the three Kingdom sailing ships at the same time. Both the Kingdom warriors and the Taíno sailors all made a "hummingbird" gesture devoutly. The evil prophecies continued to come true, and terrible threats came one after another.
The brilliance of the Lord God's faith, also protected by miracles, spread rapidly and truly penetrated into the hearts of the tribe!
"Praise the Lord God! Set sail!.."
The loud shout of Tylenol spread throughout the European-style ship. Then the sails were raised, reflecting the sun in the east. The bow of the ship headed towards the hot land of Cuba in the west, and sailed to the other side of the sea~~
