Mercenary Wars

Chapter 12 Bard
"Yemendengshen?"

Everyone looked at each other, obviously they had never heard of it.

However, they did know the name "Yemen", which was the name of a god believed in by some southwestern countries.

Yemenites and Mosas regard each other as pagans, and many conflicts, large and small, have broken out in history.

Calclo spoke slowly, "You've probably all heard of Yemen. He's a god worshipped by the people of the southwest. But you probably don't know that Yemen was once a mortal. He ascended to the god we know today through ascension. What I want to tell you is the story of Yemen's ascension to the godhood."

Gao Jianuo was also intrigued.

Ever since he discovered the existence of gods in this world, he has been thinking about the origin of gods.

Where does God come from? Can humans become God? In his view, these are all very natural thoughts.

But in Ferraro, at least in Ferraro's church system, this idea is taboo, and Gao Jianuo will never be able to obtain this information.

I have to say that this bard is quite bold to dare to make up such a story.

Most of the townspeople had limited education and were simply there to listen to the story, so the people in the tavern were discussing it in low voices while growing increasingly excited.

There were also people outside who came in to listen to the stories. If they wanted to sit down, they had to at least order a large glass of ale. So the tavern owner began to get busy.

Calclo continued, "The story takes place about ten thousand years ago. At that time, Yemen was just an unremarkable young man of humble origin on the continent of Farallo. He struggled every day to make a living, sometimes even so poor that he couldn't afford a glass of beer. However, Yemen was very smart and hardworking, and everyone in the town liked him..."

After listening to him for a while, Gao Jianuo felt that there was a lot of fabrication in his story, and it might not even be true at all.

Because apart from the fact that the protagonist's name is "Yemen", the content of this guy's story is very ordinary, and it is a story that happened completely in this era.

The "Duke of Nordalon" also appears in the story.

That was ten thousand years ago. Not to mention Duke Nordalon, it's not certain whether there were humans living on this land at that time.

However, the story then becomes a little different.

"Thanks to his intelligence and talent, Yemen won the favor of a wealthy widow."

"With the widow's financial support, Yemen learned many advanced magics and became a court mage. He followed the king to conquer powerful minotaurs and sirens..."

"In a battle, the king, who underestimated the enemy, suffered a crushing defeat and died. Yemen also barely escaped death after sacrificing almost all of his men. And then..."

Carlo suddenly stopped talking.

"Then what?" someone asked hurriedly.

Carlo coughed twice and said, "I'm a little thirsty. Can someone help me order a glass of mead?"

Immediately, a generous diner ordered a glass of mead for him.

He thanked him, took a few sips, and continued, "Then Yemen met an angel. The angel saved Yemen and revealed his fate to him, telling him that as long as he replaced the king and completely defeated the sirens and the minotaurs, he could be promoted to a god, and he—"

Just then, there was a sudden commotion outside the door.

Then, Gerard, dressed in a priest's robe, came to the tavern with a serious expression and pointed at Calcero and said, "Are you spreading pagan doctrine?"

Carlo was a little flustered: "I, I didn't, I was just telling the story of the god Yemenden."

Pastor Gerard: "Is Yemen God?"

Carlo paused: "Uh..." Pastor Gerard's face became more serious: "Tell me, is Yemen a god?"

Carlo immediately became intimidated and said humbly, "Of course not, sir. Yemen is just a false god. I absolutely do not believe in Yemen. I am a devout Mosaic believer and a loyal follower of Saint Roden."

Pastor Gerard's expression softened slightly, and he looked at the people in the tavern. "Don't let fabricated stories fool you into forgetting the true meaning of the scriptures. Yemen is a false god, and humans cannot become gods."

Everyone agreed, and some devout ones suddenly realized that they had made a serious mistake and began to repent with self-blame.

The tavern owner also said: "Don't worry, sir, from now on we will only talk about the biographies of saints here!"

Pastor Gerard nodded and pointed at Calcero before leaving: "Come with me."

"Yes, sir," Calcrow replied dejectedly, and followed Reverend Gerald out of the tavern.

After a while of discussion, everyone gradually forgot about this episode.

Carlo's fate was not difficult to predict. As the price for disrespecting the doctrine, he first had to sincerely repent and then do compulsory labor for a period of time.

He also caught up with a good era.

The current Pope is a tolerant person and would never kill anyone for his words. Timely repentance can forgive most of the gaffes and slights, and at most add a period of compulsory labor.

Fifty years ago, Calcero would have likely been burned at the stake.

Gao Jianuo finished his food while thinking, bought a bottle of mead, and then returned to the church.

Sure enough, as soon as he returned to the church, he saw Calcrow sweeping the floor at the church door with a broom, completely lacking the calmness and confidence he had when telling the story.

In the evening, Carlo finished his compulsory labor for the day and squatted on a rock to rest.

Gao Jianuo came over, sat down and said, "To be honest, the stories you told in the tavern are quite good."

Carlo glanced at him and said expressionlessly, "That's something I made up. Yemen is a false god. I am a staunch follower of Mosa and Saint Roden."

Gao Jianuo nodded. "Of course, there is no doubt about that. When I said 'good', I was only speaking from the perspective of the story."

Carlo did not comment.

It was not until Gao Jianuo took out the mead that his eyes changed a little and his throat moved slightly.

"I wanted to order a glass of wine for you, but someone was quicker than me." Gao Jianuo handed the mead over and said, "Try it."

"Thank you." Carlo took the mead.

The two chatted for a while, and then Gao Jianuo suddenly said, "If I'm not mistaken, you are not from Liberland, right? You are probably not even from the north, even though your accent is perfect."

Carlo nodded and admitted: "I am from Nanhai Town. How did you guess that?"

Gao Jianuo: "The Liberland people are much more pious than us. If you really were from the Kingdom of Liberland, you wouldn't dare tell such a story. This is completely the style of Southshore Town. I have a friend in Southshore Town who probably knows that you are more, uh, freedom-loving."

Carlo shrugged helplessly. "Okay, I admit I was naive. I thought that at least in Nordenlun, everyone's tastes were similar."

Gao Jianuo thought for a moment and said, "Excuse me for asking, why did you leave Nanhai Town?"

(End of this chapter)