Ember Gun

   Chapter 411

  Galunaro, the port of Maruri.

  The man walked slowly on the pier, and finally stopped in a corner, looking at the still sleeping port.

The air was filled with moist mist, the sea mist covered every part of the harbor, everything in the field of vision became hazy, but even so, you can still see sharp and fierce edges and corners from behind the mist, and they line up one by one. It's endless like mountains.

  Different from Rendona Port in Inverweg, there is no sense of hilarity of strangers here. Instead, there is a kind of killing that is difficult to erase. This strange feeling has faintly become a consensus before the captains.

   "It's really cold, it's almost freezing."

  Behind the fog, another man followed. You can see from the blurry shadow behind, there are more people standing not far away.

  "The early morning here has been very cold."

  The man standing in front replied. He slowly stretched out his hand and gently wiped the railing on the side. The cold water drops one by one, like a light rain.

   "It will only get colder in the future." After a pause, the man said again.

   "I know, Currie, but ah... I think the weather is only one of the problems, and more of those things are the things that make the captains very uneasy. In the past few years, they were just souvenirs, and no one cared.

  But over the years, they have been reactivated one after another. Although they are a little behind, the sound of hammers is constant day and night. They are like resurrected undead, roaring sobbing until black smoke emerges from the chimney. "

  The man took up the cigarette, and while talking, he looked at the other part of the harbor, those fierce and sharp phantoms.

   Long before it was called the Maruri Port, it was once called the Maruri Naval Base, and one ship after another was docked on the dock.

It is through this that Gallunaro continuously dropped his army into the territory of Inervig. A few decades ago, the soldiers called this the Styx bank. The warships were the ships that carried people across the Styx. Soldiers. Then they left their hometown one by one, and finally died on the land of Inervig.

With the defeat of the Glorious War, Gallunaro, who was greatly injured, needed to revive his economy. In addition to the requirements of the Inervigator, the Maruri naval base was disbanded and transformed into the current Maruri port. It's just that there is still a small base on the edge of the port, but no one cares anymore.

  Some warships that have not been demolished have become museum-like existences, docking in the meantime. Until recent years, engineers have begun to industrialize them, and everyone can smell a sense of uneasiness.

  This was once a battlefield, where countless lives were buried.

   "So you really decided to hold the establishment of Orthodox Church here?"

The man asked again. He has been dissatisfied with this plan. Although it is said that the enthronment of the Orthodox Pope in Maruri Port can directly spread information through these ships, such direct and arrogant behavior is undoubtedly a direct challenge to the Holy Evangelical Pope. country.

   "Inervig has noticed this, do you want to add more enemies?" He was puzzled.

   "Add enemies?"

  The Director of the Iron Law Bureau laughed disdainfully.

   "The Holy Gospel Papal State has always been our enemy, but we have not found a suitable reason to go to war."

Curry said slowly, his complexion was pale, as if he had been in a dark room for a long time. There were not many wrinkles on his skin, making it hard to tell his age. His eyes were sunken deeply, like a ball. The darkness that is hard to peek.

   "I know, but it's too anxious," the man said again.

  The establishment of the Rhine League, the hijacking of Ivar...This one thing after another has been concentrated in recent years, as if an invisible hand is pushing the wheel of history and speeding up its progress.

  "Is it because that guy gave you the courage to speed up all this?" The man seemed to have thought of something, and asked.

  "Who do you mean?"

   "The guy who claims to be the headmaster, Miguel, and the monster army they formed."

  The man talked and walked to the fence. After the hazy fog, there was a dim light, and the warm temperature was driving the damp fog little by little.

  "This is a terrible army, an army capable of crushing steam technology. Is this what gives you the courage to start a magnificent war?"

  The man asked again, he was Curry’s adjutant.

   "Remember the story of the mad king?"

  Curry asked suddenly.

   "Mad King? Of course I know."

  The man replied, as a Gallunaro, this is a story everyone knows.

  Galunaro’s history is inseparable from the Evangelical Church. Faith has completely penetrated this land. Even in certain periods, it was not the king who was in charge of the Evangelical Church, but the pope of the Evangelical Church.

  Curry and the man were both members of the Gospel Church, but after joining the Iron Law Bureau, their beliefs were slowly stripped away, and they finally became like this.

"After all, is Olim the Mad King really seduced by the devil? Or is he unwilling to continue to be ruled by faith, and swinging at theocratic power?" Curry said, "but these are not important anymore. He failed. He I hope the people can get rid of their ignorance, but in the end they will be killed by the people he wants to save."

  "You should know more about this kind of thing than I do. After all, your ancestors were the heroes who killed dragons, didn't they?"

  Curry turned his head, looked at his adjutant, and slowly said his name.

   "Cornel Garrel."

  Cognell is silent. The story of the Mad King has a short ending. The hero Olivier Garrell who killed the Mad King has become the new king, and his blood has continued to the present.

   "Your grandfather recruited me to the Iron Law Bureau. I still remember what he said to me on the first day. He said that I would dedicate myself to Gallunalo. He asked me if I had the courage to devote my life?"

  Curry stared directly at the end of the mist, the gray sea.

   "I said of course I have the courage, and he asked me if I have the courage to abandon my faith?

I was young at the time, and these words were like thunder. I still remember how those people called us. They said that Gallunaro is a land blessed by God. If the Holy Gospel Papal Kingdom is the eldest son of God, then we are God’s. Second son, I have always lived with this honor, even if I am hungry, I will worship the gods at home.

I crawled out of the gloomy ditch little by little, stood under the light, joined the army, and came to your grandfather after all the hardships. I feel that my life has reached the most honorable moment, but at this moment he Let me deviate from my beliefs. "

  Curry fell silent, and after a long time he spoke slowly.

   "It was a difficult process. I almost collapsed, but fortunately, I succeeded and threw those sacred beliefs into the dirty ditch."

"One of the rules of the Iron Law Bureau, there must be no faith... You haven't said this, I always thought you were a cold guy from the beginning." Cognel was a little surprised, until today he didn't know that Curry had also Is a fanatic.

"This is a terrible world. Guys like me who came from the bottom always need something to deceive themselves, such as faith. Although poor, my parents are devout believers. They don't expect to be changed in this world. Pray for the blessings of the afterlife."

  Curry said slowly.

   "Did your father tell you about Olivier's life? Cognel."

"no……"

  Cognier didn't understand. They were still discussing religion and belief, but Curry brought the topic to the ancestors the next moment.

  The hero who killed the mad king.

  "This is the story your grandfather told me. He said that when Olivier sat on the throne of the mad king... guess how he reacted?"

  Curry looked at his face with a meaningful smile.

   "Reaction?" Cognell thought for a while. Although he was Curry's adjutant, he had not experienced much.

   "Having obtained honor and power, he should be in ecstasy, from a commoner to a king, looking down on sentient beings."

   "Indeed, Olivier did exactly what you said at first, but he changed afterwards."

  Curry tells a story that Cognel never knew.

"One day he was sitting on the throne, looking down at all beings, but suddenly he couldn't feel joy. On the contrary, he felt fear that he had never had before. No one could understand what was going on. The king changed. Panicking, he could hardly fall asleep every night, wailing some profanity all day long.

  Finally he died and was killed by his son. "

  Curry stopped and asked again.

"Do you know why?"

  Conel shook his head. He didn't know why. For some reason, this history has always been forbidden to mention in the royal family. The only person who knows in the memory is his grandfather. After all, he has always been in the royal family under the name of rebelliousness.

  "Because his son knew what his father was afraid of.

Olivier knew very well that what he was sitting on was not a throne, but a shackle. He suddenly realized that he was not a king at all, but a dog of the Gospel Church, everyone in Gallunaro, all The believers are all lovely puppies. "

  Curry laughed, but that smile was terrible, and his pale cheeks made people feel an indescribable chill.

"The Gospel Church can regard Olim as the mad king, and he can also regard the hero Olivier as the mad king. After all, the devil is just a reason. As long as the gospel church orders, those pious puppies Will kill him this big dog.

Olivier realized this, he was just a dog wearing a crown, but he wanted to be a man, he was a hero, but he knew very well that once he showed a little disobedient meaning, he would become the next crazy King……

  Sounds painful, right, he is a man, a hero, but was forced to live as a dog, and in the end he lived like a walking dead, and then he went crazy. "

Cognel’s expression froze. He knew the Iron Law Bureau’s aversion to faith, but he had never known this before. He thought he came to Curry’s adjutant just to inherit the throne in the future, but now he feels When he arrived, he was exposed to a darker inner core.

"His son succeeded. He knew very well that the Garrell family must be a good dog to survive. He is not as contradictory as his father. He is a dog wholeheartedly. But after all, we are humans. I think of standing on my feet in this world. Since then, the seeds of rebellion have been planted and the Iron Law Bureau has been established."

   "Do you remember how your grandfather died?"

  Curry asked again.

  "Killed by...by my father." Cornel answered with difficulty.

   "Yes, father-killing, this is the fine tradition of your Garrell family, but do you know this was planned by your grandfather?"

  Curry said again that he is the person most trusted by Cornel's grandfather, and he knows all the gloom of the royal family of Garrel.

"Your grandfather is called the closest guy to the mad king. He held a banquet, called all the branches of the royal family, and then poisoned everyone at the banquet. For this reason, Garrel's bloodline is the only one left in you. One line, in order to quell his atrocities, your father personally put him to death, cut off his head in front of the people, the body was burned to death, his ashes were thrown into the ocean, his name became a taboo, and he was regarded as Gary Shame on you."

"I know……"

   Cognel's body trembled slightly. This was a memory he didn't want to look back on. It was the biggest shadow of his childhood. He witnessed the death of his grandfather with his own eyes, and his blood-stained head flashed before his eyes.

"You know, Cornel, everyone’s thoughts are different. Some people like sweets, some like spicy ones, some want to live as human beings, and some want to be a dog. ."

  Curry reached out and pressed Cognel's chin to force him to look at him. It was a pair of daunting eyes, and the dark eyes were dull and hard to peek, as if the soul in it had been traded to the devil.

"Yeah, when there is something wrong with a dog, wearing a funny crown, eating food and holding power, just bark a few times when the owner needs it. The owner tells us to start a glorious war, then start it. , Anyway, it's not ourselves who died.

  Ah, this kind of life is really perfect. The only price to pay is to land on all fours, but... But in the end, we are human, right? We are all human beings, Cornel. "

  Curry’s voice was very calm, and the misty and humid water vapor that accompanied the sunrise was also dissipating, but Cognel could not feel any warmth. Instead, he felt that he had fallen into a deeper ice cellar, his limbs were cold and deep into his bones.

"This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. The rise of Inervig has attracted most of our attention. The internal division of the Evangelical Church has occurred again. The powerful Demon Hunting Order has become history. We have united the Rhine League. The Orthodox Church is also counterattacking the faith of the Gospel Church little by little."

  Curry strangled Cognel’s neck. He couldn't breathe anymore, but he didn't dare to reach out and pat the arm off.

   "Now your grandfather has killed all those who wanted to be dogs in the royal family, your father has revived Gallunaro, and you...you will lead this great war."

  “But isn’t Orthodox also another religion? Use it to replace the evangelical church. How is this different from before?”

  Conel puzzled, he said with difficulty.

   "At least, this time this is my own belief, or, this time, the tool for manipulating belief is held in our own hands."

  Curry let go of his hand in disappointment.

   "Konel, you are too kind, this kind of thing is not a virtue."

  Curry looked at the other side of the port. As the sun rose, the icy water vapor was dissipated, and there was a loud noise, and the whole port woke up.

Countless workers carried their toolboxes and walked to the place where they saw their eyes. They were silent battleships after another. They were produced at the end of the Glorious War. Before they could serve, the Glorious War was over, but they weren’t affected. Split, but stay here all the time, just like a witness, witnessing the changes in Maruri Port.

  Workers transformed new technologies between these warships so that they could keep up with the modern technology. I don’t know how long it took. With the rumbling sound, the steam turbine started to operate, and billowing black smoke finally rose from the chimney.

"But don’t worry, you still have me, Cornel. I’m a terrible and cruel person. Leave those nasty things to me. I will fulfill your grandfather’s mandate and the things I’m still looking forward to. thing.

  Yes, don’t worry, just leave it to me. No matter how you judge me, it doesn’t matter whether I am a rebel or a hero who saves the country. "

  Curry looked at the battleships with a sincere smile on his face.

   "Galunaro still has me, me, Currie Ferre."

  (End of this chapter)