Work Prophet
Chapter 272 - 30 Shut Up

Chapter 272: Chapter 30 Shut Up

"If you say that the two men who came to our village weren’t Sabbath from the Double Rest Sect, then what makes you so sure that these two bodies are your people? They are already in this condition, how can you still recognize them?"

Black Hammer said, holding his nose.

"Pay attention to the right hand of the body on the right, his middle finger and index finger are almost the same length, which is a distinctive feature different from normal people on the body of Sabbath Meier. His family can testify to this, and even some villagers who have heard his missionary work know about it," Tom said calmly and slowly.

"So, who were the two who came to our village?"

"They were a pair of rogues nicknamed Fatty and Skinny. Their build very much resembled that of Maurice and Sabbath Meier, so they were brought in to impersonate them. But in reality, Maurice and Sabbath Meier were murdered on the road early on. Afterward, those people took off their clothes and bracelets, dressed Fatty and Skinny in them, and under the name of our Double Rest Sect, did evil in your village."

"How do you know?"

"I had my mercenary friends in Black Stone City investigate it; Fatty and Skinny have been missing for about thirteen days now, with no return so far," Tom explained.

"That still doesn’t prove that the people who came to our village were them."

"Indeed, after all, you have burned their bodies."

"And who are ’those people’ you keep referring to?"

"A group of Black Armored Cavalry, they are very skilled. Nine days ago, when we left your village, we also suffered an attack from them."

As the two were speaking, out of the corner of his eye, Black Hammer caught a glimpse of several warriors from the Black Hound Guard, holding a strange black short stick in their hands, patrolling around.

It looked as though they were performing some mysterious ritual.

Black Hammer didn’t have time to think more about it and forced himself to refocus on the debate with Tom. He was undoubtedly at a disadvantage now, but he still argued defiantly, "Is that so, then where are those Black Armored Cavalry?"

"They ran away, leaving only two bodies behind, and we have not been able to find out who they were after that."

"So once again, it’s just what you want to say, and there’s no one who can testify for you?" Black Hammer sneered.

But a voice quickly interrupted his laughter.

"I can testify!"

Black Hammer looked in the direction from which the voice had come.

The person who spoke was very tall, almost a half taller than Black Hammer, to the extent that the blacksmith had to look up at the other.

"You are..."

"Anton, the Universal Language teacher sent by the Silver Moon Church to the Arias family," the man said, leaning on his cane.

His face was pale, to the point that a gust of wind seemed like it could blow over his emaciated body, but his gaze was dreadfully somber.

Being stared at by those eyes, Black Hammer suddenly felt a wave of discomfort in his stomach.

But since the other party was from the Silver Moon Church, he still maintained a respectful expression. He was about to say something else when, unexpectedly, Anton threw his cane aside and started cursing!

"Ever since I joined the Church, I have conscientiously done whatever the higher-ups told me to. The Clermont family has fallen into decline, leaving behind a young master and an old butler. No one was willing to teach Mr. Buerva how to spell, so in the end, that task fell on me.

"I stayed in that little village for twenty-four years. If I hadn’t later written to the Quintus Priest, the Church would have completely forgotten about me. But I had no complaints against the Church; I regarded it as Pisya’s test for me.

"Just as they had always taught me, they then sent me to Green Field, saying it was to reward my loyalty. I was so moved. After all, the Arias family is much more powerful than the Clermont family, even though their territory is remote, and there’s nothing here but carrots.

"I diligently worked as before, earnestly teaching all the children of the Arias family how to spell in Universal Language, spreading the goddess’ glory. But what did I get in return—yet another round of being forgotten!

"I stayed here for twelve years, and the Church never gave me even a single command. I pleaded many times, wanting the opportunity to study in the Temple, but guess what...

"Those little brats from noble families with connections could enter easily, but my requests were always denied. And, what’s even more laughable was yet to come: thirty-six years, I had been with the Silver Moon Church for a full thirty-six years, and they never gave me a cent.

"But every year, I’d save and scrimp, donate the salaries given to me by the Clermont and Arias families to the Church, even though it wouldn’t even earn me a word of thanks! Would you say I’m cheap or not!"

Priest Jile looked at the increasingly agitated Universal Language teacher and gave a slight cough, "This deacon...your difficulties can be discussed privately..."

"Shut up, you pea-brained idiot, I wasn’t talking to you!"

Anton rudely interrupted Jile’s words.

This left Miss Rabbit beside him utterly shocked. She thought she had a good understanding of her Universal Language teacher, who would always bow and scrape, smile obsequiously, and behave as if he were serving his own father whenever someone from the Church visited.

Especially in front of significant figures like Priests, he wouldn’t dare even breathe too loudly in their presence.

But today, he had changed completely, suddenly grown a spine, even daring to call Jile an idiot. Was this still the Anton she knew?

After cursing Jile, the Universal Language teacher continued to voice his complaints, "All this could have been endured. After all, I still managed to deceive myself until then, continuing to say this was the goddess’ test for me. But when the lizard people’s army was about to surround Teacup Castle, I sought help from the Church, only to be ignored again.

"They simply don’t care if we live or die!" Anton clenched his fists, enunciating every word, "In the end, it was Prophet Merlin and Sabbath who saved us!

"Yes, you heard right. I, a teacher of the Silver Moon Church, was saved by the Double Rest Sect, not just me—they saved all the people living on this land. And don’t forget that at that time, most of them were still believers in Pisya."

The words of the Universal Language teacher evoked the memories of many, causing the villagers to nod in agreement, and even some villagers behind Black Hammer lowered their heads.

"It’s one thing for people from other places to smear Sabbath, but not here, because we all owe the Double Rest Sect..." Anton held up two fingers, "Two lives."

"After that, Merlin and Miss Ireya killed the Black Dragon, saving us again at a time when the Silver Moon Church had abandoned us! While that bitch Pisya was enjoying herself in her Temple!"

The Universal Language teacher sneered, "Those who continue to spread hate speech against the Double Rest Sect now, their intentions don’t need to be spelled out. If you’re willing to be ungrateful, then go ahead, but I, Anton, am certainly not such an ungrateful person!"