The strong gavel struck the pedestal hard, and the sound echoed throughout the courtroom.
"quiet!"
After the room completely quieted down, the justice, wearing a red robe and wavy hair, put down his gavel, picked up the verdict on the table, and read loudly:
"Because Marvie Enders, deputy commander of the Saint-Martin fleet, was unable to issue a privateering certificate issued by the Royal Family of Windsor, the crime of piracy was established. Therefore, this court declares that according to Article 138 of the Navigation Act of the Kingdom of Poppont."
"A total of 138 sailors who survived the Saint-Martin fleet, including Marvie Enders, are sentenced to be hanged immediately!"
In his sleep, Ma Wei shivered and felt someone pushing him.
The warm afternoon sunshine made him unable to open his eyes. He raised his hand to block the light and saw standing in front of him a thin, middle-aged man with a trough nose and a thick beard. He was wearing a gray woolen coat.
"Father, are you having nightmares again?"
The middle-aged man took out a dirty handkerchief from his pocket and generously offered Ma Wei that he could use it to wipe the cold sweat on his forehead.
"Thank you, I'm fine."
Ma Wei did not pick up the colorful, suspicious handkerchief that was smeared with butter or soot. He always stayed away from things with extremely questionable sanitary conditions.
The middle-aged man who appeared in front of him was named Jacob Valentine. He was 34 years old and was a brewer living at No. 55 South Street, New Ross City. He was not married and had only a housemaid with him.
live.
"Mr. Jacobs, what brings you to the church?"
"I have doubts and would like to ask the goddess for answers." Mr. Jacob took off his hat, put it on his chest, and nodded to the dignified and tall statue of the god standing on the north side of the church, very devoutly.
Ma Wei readily agreed to his request. He was a priest. On weekdays, he not only had to conduct funerals, weddings, baptize newborns, pray, exorcise demons and other matters for believers, but he was also required to answer questions.
Just as he was walking towards the confession room in the corner, two cats, one orange and one black, lying on the window sill not far away to bask in the sun, suddenly made a move. The petite white-footed black cat jumped off the window sill, trying its best to move with its two front paws.
He stretched forward, yawned, and ran towards Ma Wei with standard cat steps. As for the other orange cat whose buttocks were wider than his shoulders.
He just raised his eyelids slightly, then moved his buttocks, naturally occupying the place where the black cat had just lay down.
In the narrow and crowded confessional room, the black cat jumped on its owner's lap, then turned over, revealing its soft belly, and barked softly. Judging from its skillful movements, it seemed that it had done this more than once or twice.
Mawei stroked its hair and asked, "Mr. Jacob, what doubts do you have?"
"I'm in love with Miss Maggie next door."
Jacob Valentine sighed and said quietly: "But I don't know if this is right."
Miss Maggie?
oh.
Mavey remembered that at No. 54 South Street, New Ross City, next door to Mr. Jacobs, there lived a family tailor named Maggie Kris. She was twenty-nine years old this year. Her husband was a member of a fishing company.
A captain died of illness last year. Fortunately, he invested in a stock during his lifetime and could receive 50 pounds of interest every year. This allowed his wife, who was raising her seven-year-old daughter alone, not to worry about food and clothing. Even so, Mrs. Maggie and herself
My daughter is still not rich.
If Mr. Jacob would marry Lady Maggie, etc.!
Miss?
Ma Wei was suddenly stunned. A normal person should call the widow Madam instead of Miss. Besides, Mrs. Maggie is indeed not as young as Miss.
Could it be that Mr. Jacob is not talking about Mrs. Maggie?
"Love is desirable and beautiful." Ma Wei thought for a while and said: "There is nothing wrong with it in itself, but it also depends on the specific situation. With all due respect, I would like to ask, Mr. Jacob, the person you fell in love with is Ma.
Mrs. Kee Chris?"
"What? Maggie Kris?!"
Mr. Jacobs, who was sitting next door and only separated from Mavey by a square window, opened his eyes suddenly and screamed in disbelief: "Don't be kidding me! Who would fall in love with Maggie Kris' snarky character?"
Mean woman! She had a fight with me two days ago over a penny!"
"Then it's her daughter that you fall in love with, right?"
The room next door suddenly fell silent, and after a long while, a voice with deep resentment came: "Father, no matter how dirty I am, I will never fall in love with a little girl who has just turned seven years old."
Ma Wei became even more confused: "There are only two women named Maggie who live next door to you. If not them, then which Miss Maggie did you fall in love with?"
"Father, you have seen her." Mr. Jacob smiled, as if just thinking of her could make him feel unparalleled happiness: "She has soft and bright blond hair, watery eyes, dark and shiny eyes.
, every time he sees me, he will rush towards me with excitement."
"."
The movement of stroking the black cat stopped, Ma Wei licked her dry lips, held her forehead with one hand, and finally understood who Miss Maggie was in Mr. Jacob's mouth.
Mrs. Maggie’s Yorkshire Terrier.
This is truly an unimagined path.
Ma Wei prides himself on being someone who has seen strong winds and waves, but today.
It's truly an eye-opener.
"Father, why don't you speak?" Mr. Jacob asked.
I'm thinking about how to correct this dangerous thought of yours. Ma Wei muttered in his heart.
but
This is not the crux of the problem yet.
The key is
"I remember that the Yorkshire terrier raised by Mrs. Maggie's family seems to be male."
"male?"
Mr. Jacob was stunned and murmured: "How is this possible? How is this possible? Male? Father, are you sure?"
"Sure."
Ma Wei patted the black cat on his knee and said: "I have two cats, and they both have balls, so I have a certain understanding of the gender of pets. At least I have seen it with my own eyes. Well, Miss Maggie's
Eggs.”
The confessional room suddenly became quiet, and even the whole church was dead silent. Even the sunlight was not so warm.
The problem should be solved.
Through the small hole in the grille, Mavey saw Mr. Jacob's pursed lips and tightly clenched fists. Instead of feeling guilty, he felt a little lucky.
Fortunately, Mrs. Maggie has a male Yorkshire terrier, otherwise today’s problem would not be easy to solve.
but.
The love pioneer sitting next door doesn't seem to think so.
"It doesn't matter if it's a male."
The fist slowly loosened, Mr. Jacob lowered his head and looked at the soft hat in his hand: "I can't let go of my feelings for Miss Maggie. Oh my god, what happened to me? My cheeks get hot when I think of Miss Maggie."
Father, please tell me, will Goddess Yunia support my feelings for Miss Maggie?"
"The goddess is tolerant and merciful. She loves her followers deeply."
After a pause, Ma Wei continued:
"I think that as long as Mr. Jacob and Miss Maggie love each other and don't do anything that goes against common sense, the goddess Yunia will definitely support you."
"of course not!"
Mr. Jacob stood up and said excitedly: "With your words, I feel relieved. I will go to Miss Maggie and tell her my feelings!"
She is male
Although Ma Wei always wanted to correct this, when he saw Mr. Jacob's excited eyes, some words were stuck in his throat and he couldn't say anything.
"Yes, Father."
Mr. Jacobs, who was walking out of the confessional, suddenly stopped and turned to look at Mavey: "If that bitch Maggie Chris doesn't agree with the relationship between me and Miss Maggie, I'd like you to mediate.
"
Before Mavey could answer, Mr. Jacob took out five silver coins from his arms, with one side engraved with the portrait of the current King of Windsor, Lord IV, and the other with a double-headed eagle, and placed them at the door of the church.
Baptismal font containing holy water.
"Please don't refuse. I have no other way to repay the church. This is just a little bit of my heart dedicated to the goddess of truth, Yunia."
"May the goddess bless you, Mr. Jacob."
"Truth is supreme."
Mr. Jacob put his right hand on his chest, nodded respectfully towards the statue, picked up the porcelain bowl hanging on the side of the baptistery, filled a little holy water, and drank it in one gulp.
"call!"
Mr. Jacob was refreshed after drinking the holy water: "Every time I drink the holy water, I will have a feeling of enlightenment. Praise the goddess!"
nonsense.
Because I added mint in it.
Mavey watched Mr. Jacob leave with a smile. After he walked away, he picked up the 5 Rhodes shillings on the baptistery and walked into the room hidden on the side of the statue.