The Holy Right of a Comic

"I have one more thing to say."

At this moment, Kirshtalia suddenly spoke, attracting everyone's attention.

The chief student of the astronomy department was unhurried. He pointed to a part of the Earth model of Chaldeas located in Europa, and said, "... this location is the birthplace of Greek culture."

"...If my predictions are correct, this Odd Belt should be related to Greek mythology. From the exploration of Chaldeas, we can also know the danger of this Odd Belt."

"I even suspect that this rumored belt may still be in the age of the gods when the Greek gods were still alive. I suggest that I personally go to this strange heard belt."

"...You don't need to persuade me, please listen to my explanation, the magic of celestial science cannot display its true ability in the modern environment, and astrology is a talent that can only be displayed in the age of gods."

"If this Greek anecdote is really in the Age of Gods, I will be able to display the strength of a magician in the Age of Gods instead of being a burden of 3.3 in other anecdotal belts or singularities."

"...and the Heroic Spirit that I am bound to is also the god of Greek mythology. If I explore this Lost Belt first, we will be able to give full play to our advantages!"

Kirshtalia's words made it hard to find any reason to refute. After all, he was not an ordinary magician, and he was a real genius when he was in the clock tower.

Unlike other masters, Kirshtalia is one of the few magicians who does not need to go to those singularities for training. He is a strong man who is qualified to directly enter the most dangerous strange belt.

Everyone couldn't deny his proposal, but only Kirshtalia knew why he wanted to go to this rumor belt.

‘Teacher, this is your long-cherished wish and our agreement! '

...

In 1690 AD, in the Boston area of ​​North America, the people of Chaldea did not know that the time of Roy they discovered was wrong! .

Chapter 147 Abigail Williams

In the fifteenth century, with the discovery of the New World by Columbus, the era of colonization had quietly come.

In the sixteenth century, as Spain and Portugal made a fortune in Africa and South America, this made Britain extremely jealous.

At that time, the British nobles needed to hold parties from time to time in order to maintain their noble status, but this kind of luxury that relied on money piled up required sustainable income.

These aristocrats had no income, and as Portugal and Spain brought colonial precious metals into Europe, prices rose throughout Europe.

This made the British nobles even worse, and had to fend for themselves, urging them to also open up colonies.

Also in the sixteenth century, King Henry VIII of Britain carried out a series of religious reforms. He hoped to realize the nationalization of religion, let the king become the leader of the church, and realize the integration of church and state.

This radical reform caused religious divisions within Britain, and those who were dissatisfied with Henry VIII's religious reforms launched an anti-king movement.

This is also the birth of Puritanism, and these believers also call themselves Puritans.

The Puritans originated from the Calvinism of the Christianity. They believed that God is the standard of everything, and nothing can in turn become the standard of measuring God.

They believe that the rational ideology of Roman Orthodox Church actually deviates from the original Christian teachings and is a betrayal of God.

It was this point of view that made these Puritans persecuted by the Orthodox Church in Britain, so they had to leave the North American continent. The ideas of this group of Puritans also became the source of the spirit of self-government in the United States.

The Puritans believe in poverty, and they17 believe that the communication between man and God does not require priests, so the entire Protestant Church is not as strict as the Orthodox Church.

Under the axiomatic system, the meaning of public governance is implemented, and the specific systems and etiquette of each church are determined by each church itself.

Therefore, Puritan clergy are generally called pastors, and they do not rely on secular management, but they also enjoy extremely high authority.

This way everyone makes a covenant with God is one of the core teachings of Puritanism, justification by faith!

In 1690, in a town called Salem near Boston, Massachusetts, North America, many villagers were participating in a funeral.

"Thank you for the grace of the Lord, let us gather in the Lord, pray for each other, and we will remember his labor."

"...He has rested in the Lord, and now he is going to Paradise. Although we are far away from each other, we hope that you, Lord, will come soon, and we firmly believe that we will meet again. This is also our hope, our future!"

"Brother, rest in peace. May the Lord raise up a suitable vessel for you to carry out your will, amen!!"

"..."

Some Salem townspeople are attending a funeral here.

The funeral was from the Williams couple. Because of an accident close to a car accident, the couple died under the wheel of the carriage, and only their ten-year-old daughter survived.

The Williamses lived in Salem all their lives, and like all Puritans, they lived in poverty and left little legacy.

And their daughter Abigail Williams is only ten years old this year. Now that her parents are both dead, her future life difficulties can already be imagined.

"What should Abbie do? Who will take care of her?"

"The life of everyone in the town is also very difficult, and no one would want to have an extra mouth."

"Can you discuss with the mayor, the judge, or the lords in the town, and find a way to help Abby?"

"There can be no precedent for this kind of thing. Everyone's life is very difficult. If you take care of Abby too much, what will you do when you encounter such a thing in the future? The mayor and the judge are not that rich."

"Why……"

Many townspeople sighed.

They are Puritans, Puritans who had to come to North America to colonize because they were persecuted in Britain. If possible, who would like to stay away from their homeland.

Therefore, these Puritans had almost no property when they came to the North American continent. Everyone came here poor and relied on labor to survive.

This may also be the reason why the Puritans believed in poverty, which is determined by the material basis.

If it weren't for the help of the native Indians, I am afraid that these Puritans would have died in a foreign land long ago.

But who would have thought that this group of Puritans and their descendants were ungrateful and almost wiped out the Indians, making "Thanksgiving" so ironic.

Abigail Williams stands quietly at the grave of her parents, who don't even have a headstone of their own.

The ten-year-old girl was petite, wearing simple and shabby clothes. Due to long-term malnutrition, her beautiful and gorgeous blond hair looked as dry as dry grass at this moment.

Because she was still young, she hadn't participated in too much heavy physical labor, and the sufficient collagen made the girl's skin look very delicate, not as rough as other townspeople in Salem.

But the thin body and the skinny look made people not think that this was a particularly beautiful and lovely girl.

Abigail stood in front of her parents' grave with her head bowed, her tiny earrings moved, listening to the whispers of the nearby townspeople.

Listening to those people's words, Abigail was not angry, nor did she feel that these townspeople were cold-blooded, because she knew that the uncles and aunts she was familiar with were telling the truth, and the entire town of Salem was not rich.

Most people are living on the line of barely getting enough food and clothing, and this kind of food and clothing is different from modern times, it is really just food and clothing that can only survive.

There is no such thing as three meals a day, and it is good luck to be able to eat two meals a day.

Abigail is a devout Puritan. She believes that the Lord is everything. She never forgets to pray to the Lord at all times, and never forgets to be grateful to the Lord when she gets any joy.

She is a weak, kind, pure and beautiful girl who can understand the sufferings of others.

But even so, Abigail was lost at this time.

What will I do with my future life? Do you live on the alms of every household? Or do some odd jobs by yourself and exchange your labor for food?

It's just that I am so young and clumsy, probably no one would be willing to hire me.

‘Lord, please save me! '

Just when Abigail fell into confusion about the future and was praying to the Lord, an old voice mixed with joy came from a distance, "...Come here, come here quickly, everyone!"

"...The Governor has agreed to build an independent church in our town of Salem. This is the pastor from Boston. Come and meet me!"

Abigail knew that the old voice was the mayor of the town. He was elected by everyone because he was the oldest and most prestigious.

The other townspeople were also excited when they heard the mayor's words, and they all walked over happily. At this time, the funeral was over. Abigail thought about it, and she followed the adults there.

Every Puritan church is autonomous and has great power, so not all places will be allowed to build churches.

Being allowed to build a church in the town meant that the upper echelons of Boston considered Salem to be important.

Regardless of whether this importance can bring about economic changes, every townsman is still honored.

In this era when most people live on a piece of land all their lives, people's love and glory for the land under their feet is difficult for future generations to understand.

The glory of the town is the glory of every Salem citizen.

Then Abigail met the priest from Boston.

At first glance at this lord pastor, he does not seem to be very old, he looks very young, but gradually, as his eyes focus on him more, he will feel that this lord pastor is very mature, making it difficult to judge his age .

He has a gentle smile, which can warm people's hearts like the rising sun in spring, and that kind of holy and noble aura makes people dare not have any blasphemy in front of him.

No matter who sees this pastor, they will respect him, just like an angel and a righteous man.

"This is Mr. Roy Crowley from Boston. He has the Governor's autograph and will become the pastor of our town of Salem in the next three years."

The mayor's words were very respectful, and being able to get the governor's document showed that the pastor had a very close relationship with the governor, and his coming here was probably a kind of 'gold-plating'.

As long as the lord pastor has some affection for Salem, as long as he can mention the town in front of the governor a little after he leaves, it will be of great benefit to the whole town if he has a little resource tilt.

The townspeople couldn't understand the deep meaning of the village chief's words, but the pastor had a high authority in the eyes of these Puritans, and every townsman said hello to the pastor respectfully.

Roy returned the greetings one by one with a gentle face, and when Roy's eyes fell on the last little girl who greeted him with her head bowed, she said, "...whose family is this child, why is there no adult following him?" ?”

After the townspeople heard this, they immediately told each other what happened to Abigail Williams.

After hearing this, Roy frowned. He sighed and said, "...this kind of thing happened to me on the first day I took office. It must be the Lord's arrangement."

"...Since everyone is in difficulty, why not let me adopt this little girl."

Abigail, who had kept her head down, raised her head in surprise, and met Roy's gentle eyes.

"What's your name? Little girl."

"Abigail, my name is Abigail Williams, my lord pastor."

Abigail was attracted by the pair of beautiful and weird double pupils, and subconsciously replied.

The great Lord must have heard my prayers!

she thought so. .

Chapter 148 "The Dunwich Horror"

Days in Salem are calm and leisurely.

Survival was the main goal of the residents of this Puritan town near Boston.

And because there is religion as a link, many people follow the same rules and laws, so the days of life are very peaceful.

There is a small two-story western-style building in Salem, which is very different from the buildings of other nearby residents. It can be said to be the most luxurious residence in this town.

The person living here is the pastor of Salem Church, Mr. Roy Crowley.

This pastor is not only gentle with others, but also has a deep understanding of the theories of the Bible, and is also willing to help others, always answering some difficult questions for others.

At the same time, this lord pastor is hearty and generous, and he will always generously help the townspeople when they encounter difficulties. Therefore, he has great prestige in Salem and is trusted by many townspeople.

Even his adopted daughter, Abigail Williams, was loved in Salem.

"Uncle, I'm back!"

In the evening after the sunset, there was a clear, childish, cheerful and lively girl's voice from outside the mansion.

As the door of the mansion was opened, a fair-skinned girl with beautiful blond hair walked in.

She was wearing a black dress and a ladylike round hat on her head. On her neckline and hair, she was tied with yellow and black bows like stars.

The hem of her dress is not a simple skirt, but a pair of bloomers that tightly bind her slender white and tender legs. The girl looks about eleven or twelve years old, as petite as a cute doll.

Abigail Williams, after the death of her parents, was adopted by the priest Roy in the town as an adopted daughter and a goddaughter.

However, Abigail did not call Roy his father or godfather, but called him his uncle, which was strongly requested by Roy.

Compared with the skinny little girl who looked malnourished more than a year ago, Abigail now looks plump after receiving nutritional supplements.

It's just that no matter how plump she is, she is just a delicate little girl, delicate and fragile like porcelain.

"Big, you're back!"

It was a little black girl who opened the door for Abigail. In this North American continent where black slaves still exist and black status is underground, most of the blacks are working as slaves.

And as a black man like Tituba, she can work as a maid, which is already well paid.

"Tituba, where is uncle〃‖?"

Abigail asked after entering the house.

"The master is on the second floor, sir."

The black girl in maid outfit quickly replied respectfully, "...Daddy, you came back a little late today, the master may be unhappy."

"Ah, I see, Tituba, I'm going to apologize to Uncle! What shall we have for dinner tonight?"

When Abigail heard that Roy might be angry, she shrank her neck in fear.