Chapter 591: Twelve. Conference, dance (21)

The cargo ship "Chesapeake" between Plymouth and La Rochelle crossed the rugged waves, and was blown by the night wind to the bulging sails, driving the hull straight towards the water The other side of the antenna sails.
This large cargo sailboat, known as a catamaran, is a popular ocean-going ship type. After two ships are placed side by side, a deck is connected in the middle to improve stability and increase cargo capacity. Once launched, it is widely accepted. The Charlieman crowd of dry ducks is well received. In particular, seas like the Cantabrian Sea and the La Manche Strait without wind and waves are particularly popular.
Its shape is like an enlarged raft, with a length of about 150 meters from beginning to end, and a banner of about 160 meters. It is better to call it a moving wooden island than a raft. It can better describe its stable attitude of sailing.
Since it is a cargo ship, the main load is naturally various types of cargo. Considering that the cargo owner occasionally travels together, there are also rooms in the ship. But after all, it was used for temporary make-up, and the internal facilities cannot be expected to be as advanced as passenger ships. Therefore, the crew can understand the passengers' efforts to improve the comfort of travel. As long as it is not too excessive, most of them keep their eyes closed.
But right now, not all serious guests have rested in the cabin. Many people ran around on the sand-covered deck with bare feet and sailors, and searched the sea carefully by moonlight and oil lamps on the side of the ship.
"It's really murderous."
Roland whispered softly, put down the telescope and rubbed his eyes. Continuous viewing under the poor light environment is prone to eye fatigue, which can cause vision damage if he is not careful. For this, the crew responsible for the lookout needs to change shifts regularly. It's not time yet. After a little care for the eyes, Roland searches the dark sea again.
Although whispering in his mouth, Roland knew very well that until the ship reached Albion, the ship would not lift the atmosphere of battle. To say why, look at what cargo is in the cabin.
The cargo compartment is filled with prohibited items such as porcelain, cotton cloth, refined iron ingots, saltpeter, etc. According to normal procedures, these items must be paid high tariffs before part of them can flow overseas. Like saltpeter and refined iron ingots. Even if you pay taxes, it is impossible to pass. As for the hiding cabin, the Huguenots who went to Albion to avoid the "Dragon Cavalry Movement" are even more contraband.
Yes, the Chesapeake is a vessel engaged in smuggling contraband and smuggling. Take a trip like this. You can get 4 or 5 times the cost of income. It is also a very cost-effective deal for the Huguenot merchants of La Rochelle who can beat the kingdom government and chaebols hard. But high incomes are always accompanied by alarming risks, once Charlieman Naval and V.e. found their business. No one can escape from the crew to the client, and all will be hanged in the port. On the other hand, although it is not the violent wind and waves in winter, it is not the hottest and fruity month with the smallest winds and waves in the La Manche Straits. None of the boats salvaging the remains will appear.
Therefore, passengers should also be responsible for their own safety during the voyage, assist the crew to look at the sea, and participate in the battle when the battle erupts-these are unwritten rules on smuggling and smuggling.
"It's almost time to cross the strait line, and after that there will be an Albion boat to meet you?"
The bland voice came along with the smell of lavender, and Christina Bell walked on the deck without making any sound.
"If all goes well, we will be able to enter Lundinum tomorrow morning."
"Sister. Bell has been to Albion in the past?"
Continuing to look at the sea, Roland carefully chose the language.
"I have been there two or three times because of official duties."
"This..."
What kind of business is this-Roland didn't ask, and didn't want to know.
"Is it weird? Brother Roland, I actually boarded the ship that transports heretics without any discomfort?"
"Ah... indeed a bit."
"It's very simple. Basically, I don't have the feeling of "hate" or "hate" for heresy."
In an instant, Roland raised a layer of goose bumps on his back.
Obviously, it was a very calm word, but it sounded strange and empty in Roland.
"I don’t know what the other heretics interrogators are, but in my opinion, it is because I have the power to decide his life and death that I should look at the problem calmly and comprehensively. Carefully distinguish between heretics and astray people. Before becoming a heretic interrogator, he worked in the Ministry of Education for a full five years. He learned theology and laws, traveled around the country, and inspected the local economy and folklore. Injustice cases also do not miss a heresy."
"This is really amazing perseverance."
Although it is complimented, it is appropriate.
The so-called Ministry of Propaganda, as the literal meaning implies, is the department responsible for missionary affairs under the foreign affairs bureau of the church. Investigate the language, customs and people's sentiments of missionary places, communicate with local people, and also take charge of the management, rectification of the young priesthood program, communication with foreign churches, learning theological knowledge and other basic duties. It is all boring, unobtrusive work, without perseverance and outstanding performance, and it is impossible to insist on being promoted to heresy after 5 years.
Perhaps Christina Bell is a fanatical believer, relying on pure and pious faith, and strive to accomplish beyond imagination.
Experience tells Roland that the more such people are, the more dangerous they are.
"That's not a commendable thing."
Bell shook his head, his face was mostly covered by a hood, and a smile appeared from the corner of her mouth.
The smile decorated with golden cross earrings is very sacred and cruel.
"It's just-to expel the pest ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Bell's pupil, without any feeling, directly reflected Roland's dull face.
It is like seeing cockroaches and flies, even if there is no reason, humans will expel and destroy these insects. In the eyes of people with pure faith, heretics are not the same human beings as themselves, but the existence of flies and bugs that must be eliminated unconditionally.
In this way, I'm afraid Bell didn't even notice it. Her so-called rational and objective censorship of heresy is just another expression of fanaticism. Although it is not as fatal as other heretic interrogators, it makes unnecessary cases of wrongs, false and false. But there is no doubt that this is also a kind of madness disguised as rationality. There is no dialogue and reconciliation, just a simple and repeated action to eliminate "people who have different ideas from themselves".
(But is this not an endless cycle? Because they are afraid of different ideas and fear of change, they persecute other people. In order to avoid persecution and defend their own ideas, they fight back, and eventually become endless hostility and disputes... …!!!)
Almost desperately speaking these thoughts, suddenly, a fierce ship bell resounded through the ship, and everyone looked at the bridge across the bridge, his face full of tension. (To be continued...)