Captain Bonnie didn't drink another drink from his glass, he focused on a spot on the wall, thinking carefully.
"Do you think we should cancel the attack, Captain?" Gideon asked.
Bonnister turned to the priest, with a thoughtful look on his face. He explained: "I am worried that this will bring a devastating blow to the army. King Stephen has already launched towards Emmanuel. They will wait for us to signal an attack. We must break through and weaken the palace’s resistance in order to bring them down. Some of the forces attacked from the outer wall."
There was an uncomfortable silence in the room for a while. Finally, Bonnister looked at each of them and smiled and said, "In this case, men shouldn’t have all the answers, guys, but we can talk to that The person who controls everything speaks."
Gideon smiled, "Pray."
Captain Bonnister nodded, "Yes, we must summon Satan, his war is actually like this, he will lead us according to his will."
Fan Fan did not think that the war with Morey was a war of Satan. King Stephen was the leader of this movement. He was the person who funded the war and sent messengers to various villages and towns to find those who are willing to participate in the battle. But the fact is Above, this is a conflict in the realm of God, and everyone, including King Stephen, is on the side of Satan.
"There is no better time than now, gentlemen, we have privacy here," Bonnister said.
They lowered their heads, and the captain began to lead them in prayer. Fan Fan remembered the boy he prayed with his sister Elspeth. On the night they left Salem Village, they prayed together, when they were looking for food and shelter. Locally, they prayed on the winding roads of dangerous roads.
In this war, Captain Bonnister prayed for God's will and their plans to execute. Fan Fan remembered the nights when his parents prayed with him beside his bed. This is a night ritual, a ritual in which he can't sleep. His parents raised him when they knew the truth—Satan looked at him and protected those who trusted him.
Van Van prayed silently, the captain continued to pray for the fleet, and King Stephen's army soon arrived outside the white wall of Emmanuel. Fanfan even noticed that the captain mentioned him and Gideon in prayer—they might be used by God to do great things for him.
When they started praying, it was almost the ninth hour. When they were over, it was almost time for the tenth bell to ring. Those people did not finish the rest of the meal. This is a solemn moment because they are considering whether their prayers will be answered in the way they want.
Fan Fan got up from the table and found an excuse for himself. After a whole day of shifting in the realm of jīng, he felt tired, but at least his stomach was full. He walked out of the captain's cabin and left Bonnister and Gideon to talk to them. He just wanted to breathe in some fresh air and think about it.
With the breeze blowing, the weather is still warm. There are almost no clouds in the sky, and the stars are shining brightly—the endless ocean in the sky. In most cases, the crew rested on the beds below and fell asleep staggeringly by the undulating blue sea.
Fan Fan turned to the bow and noticed a strange light. This is different from anything he has ever seen. He crossed the deck briskly and walked towards the bow. The light never moved. Fan Fan felt attracted to it, like moths fighting a fire.
When he finally reached the light source, Fan Fan was surprised to find a man—or at least someone who looked like a man. He quickly realized that this was not a mortal at all. This person's appearance is tall and powerful, but his behavior is calm and serene.
The man looked at Fan Fan directly. Fan Fan stood there blankly. His face was like lightning. Fan Fan looked at him tremblingly. He tried to talk to the stranger, but his voice disappointed him. No words appeared.
Fanfan knew that this was not a demon, and he didn't feel the tingling sensation. On the contrary, he felt warm, peaceful and content.
The stranger wore a white robe and a gold breastplate on his upper body. A sword much larger than Fan Fan used in the spirit world circled beside him. Fan Fan suddenly realized that he must be in front of an angel from Satan.
Although Fan Fan could not speak, the angel smiled at him and nodded slightly. Fan Fan answered with a smile, just letting the warm and peaceful feeling wash over him. Although he had seen the devil many times, this was Fan Fan's first time seeing an angel.
Although the angel never said a word to him, Fan Fan understood that Satan was with them, heard their prayers, and would guide them along the way they should go.
Fan Fan turned his head to see if the helmsman or the night watchman had noticed the angel. When he looked back at heaven again, he had already left. Fanfan felt disappointed, but Satan's sense of peace still existed.
He walked back to the captain's residence. To the left of the captain's dining room, there was an anteroom with two bunks. This room was divided between Van Fan and Gideon as the captain's guest room. Fanfan gained a new peace and went to bed. That night, he was not at all worried about being hurt.
The captain woke up before dawn and stood on the deck of the Mestrom, waiting. He wanted to see how many ships in his rabble fleet abandoned him at night, when they would not be found. In the early morning sun, Fan Fan looked at the blue sea and walked towards the captain.
To their surprise, all the ships are still with them and they can count. "Well, boy, how about this!" said the captain, breathing a sigh of relief. "I think our prayer was finally finished last night." Bonnie grinned quickly as he watched the fleet sway intact on the gentle blue waves.
Fan Fan recalled the angel he saw the night before, after they prayed. He nodded in agreement. "I think you must be right, Captain," he said with a smile. Fan Fan was well rested in the peace he had when the angel appeared.
"Where is Gideon?" Van Fan asked, looking for his friend.
"He is there, in Bowspruit," Bonnister said. "I think I might have found someone crazier than me."
Fan Fan followed the captain's outstretched index finger and pointed to Gideon. He stood on a beam extending from the bow. The rope on the mast fell onto the mast. Under the dome, only water remains. Gideon stood there, perfectly balanced.
He conducted a series of combat exercises with an imaginary boxing opponent. When Fan Fan looked at him, he also noticed that Gideon was covering his eyes. Bosspruit fluctuates up and down with the rhythm of the waves, but Gideon never trembles because of the wind.
Fan Fan thought for a while, he might call his friend, but when he thought of alarming the priest, he lost his balance, fell into the water, and was instantly crushed by the fast bow of the spacecraft. This thought stopped him.
"You better put on clothes," Bonnister said. "Go to Cook's to eat something, and we will attack the port in three hours."
A question suddenly appeared in Fan Fan's mind. It was a strange question. Asked a former pirate and a captain under the command of the king, but Fan Fan still asked. "Are you afraid?"
Captain Bonnister gave him a thoughtful look, then looked out, watching the fleet sailing beside and behind the Mastrom. "Have you seen this invincible fleet, Fan Fan? This fighting force is only capable of Satan. I knew many years ago that this is not what I can do on the battlefield, but what he will do in battle. What. Because I don’t believe in my abilities, but Satan will, I don’t have to be afraid. Even if we meet death within a few hours, I can leave this world because I know I’ve done my best to serve him Now, this kind of knowledge is peaceful, a paradigm—a kind of peace through all understanding."
Bonnister's faith inspired Fan Fan's heart and made him like this man even more. Although Bonnister is not as old as Van Fan's father, they still have similar qualities.
Captain Fan Fanzhao did what he said. He went to change his clothes and find something to eat. He needed his strength to deal with the upcoming battle. If he has his guess, this battle may require special talents given to him by Satan.
Before Captain Bonnister ordered all the sails to fly into the wind, before the entrance of the port appeared, Fan Fan saw them—a dense cloud of demons that looked like a thunderstorm hovering over the bay. . "They know we are coming, Captain!" Fan Fan yelled in the wind.
"Maybe, boy, but we still have to go to war," he replied. Bonnister's eyes became wild again, just like Fan Fan remembered when he first met him in Tilly Town Prison. It was exactly the same as what the captain wore when evacuating the gallows, and it blew up Morey's ammunition depot. If Fan Fan wants to see this expression, then this battle is this expression!
With a crimson belt around his waist and wearing a monk robe, Gideon managed to find a bow and quiver from the ship’s armory, which was filled with arrows. Fanfan knows that no matter what weapon is used, Gideon can cause serious damage, but the bow and arrow will give him a lethal distance.
There is a black powder barrel next to him. He inserted arrows on the deck around him and built a deadly lair in preparation for battle. In Fan Fan’s mind, the image of Morey’s sails flying in the air Fan Fan's mind throbbed, bringing a smile to his face. (To be continued) (End of this chapter)