Chapter 157 Klein: Me? Elite Punisher?
Wednesday morning, September 9, in the Great Prayer Hall of Holy Wind Cathedral.

In front of the grand altar with the holy emblem of storm stood the "Singer of God" Ace Snake, wearing a black robe embroidered with the symbol of storm. He had a serious expression on his square face and a black soft hat on his head. Lightning seemed to be flashing in his silver eyes, making him look extremely majestic.

Directly opposite the archbishop were three rows of spirited "Substituted Punishers". The biggest difference from before was that the first row was no longer just the skinny Roy Wellington, but Old Blue, who stood straight with a bandage on his neck, Klein Moretti, who had a tense and bookish look on his face, Lieutenant Conse of the MI6 with an excited look, the short blond Hugh who stood on tiptoe, and the writer Fors who dared not be lazy anymore... exactly six people.

There are 6 people in the second row, and Jed with yellow hair is in this team.

There are 5 people in the third row, and the missing position is where old Blue used to stand.

Then, Ace Snake's magnetic voice sounded:

“The storm is above!
“The boundless sea is the Lord’s divine domain. The Lord allows all hardworking people to rely on the sea to survive, even including those pirates. This is His mercy, and this is the tolerance that only belongs to the storm!

“But as the Lord’s substitutes, we cannot tolerate those who wantonly waste, trample, and insult the Lord’s mercy!
"Every time I see news about pirates doing evil, I think carefully: do they deserve the Lord's mercy? The answer is: No, they don't!

"Then, we must let them learn to thank the Lord, let them learn to thank the Lord for His gifts! Let them be worthy of everything they have already obtained!
"Death is a good channel for them to learn...reverence and gratitude.

"You did a good job this time. Qilingos must have learned everything. His body will return to the sea and become nourishment for the believers.

“And you who have defended the dignity of Storm are the pillars of the church’s future, and you are all excellent substitutes for the Lord to spread glory!
“I’m so proud to have hand-picked you guys!
"The storm is with you!"

Klein thought the first part was fine, but he couldn't hold it anymore after hearing the latter part. What does "personally selected" mean? ! How did I become an "excellent substitute punisher"? ! Is the storm really with me? ? It won't just be lightning, right?

He looked at everyone around him pounding their left chests with their right fists, and he seemed so out of place...but why did the Lord of Storms tell him to come? In order to avoid being really struck by lightning and turned into charred ash, he quickly followed the rhythm of Old Blue and shouted devoutly: "The storm is with you!"

Then, Klein followed the others and quietly watched the Singer of God walk away slowly. He didn’t breathe a sigh of relief until the powerful old man disappeared behind the side door. Only then did he realize that Xio and Fors on his right had the same reaction...

At this time, Roy stepped forward to face everyone, and said with a smile on his face:
"Qilingus not only learned to be respectful, but also 'generously' left the bounty hanging on his body. This belongs to all of you who have made efforts!"

"Oh!" "Storm is above!" "Old Bruce! Old Bruce!" "1 pounds?!" "How much is it? Deacon Roy!"

The Substitute Punishers suddenly became noisy. Compared to their previous solemnity and silence, they now revealed their true sides. Fortunately, the large prayer hall was temporarily closed, so no outside believers saw this scene.

Xio's eyes lit up. Any portion of the 1 pounds would be enough to advance to the next level!
Roy stretched out his hand and pressed it down, and when the discussion died down, he said:

"Perhaps you have wondered why we have only called you today to distribute the bounty. Storm is above! The church has used its connections and spent time to collect the bounties set up by countries and organizations such as the Intis Republic and the Feysac Empire. Together with the 1 gold pounds bounty from the kingdom, the total is 3 pounds! You heard it right, 3 pounds!"

"3 pounds!" "Ohhhh! Hooray!"

The crowd roared even louder. This number satisfied all their fantasies! If the person who had this amount of money wanted, he could live a comfortable life for the rest of his life just by living on the interest!
The yellow-haired Jed was not very excited. For him, 3 pounds was nothing compared to the praise from the "Singer of God" before. The one in a similar situation was Cons. Coming from a powerful viscount family, he had no shortage of money.

- Strictly speaking, he would not be short of money before his father, Viscount Learson, passed away, but it was not certain after that. His brother was the legal heir and had the right not to leave a penny to Conse.

In contrast, Xio stayed where she was, already imagining what she would do when she reached Sequence 7 or 6!

Fors was relatively sober, but he was also lamenting how many years he would have to write books to earn such a sum of money.

Klein's throat was dry. Well, it was worth it to salute the storm. Here comes the reward! How about a few more storm salutes? Old Blue was a little surprised. 3 pounds were divided? The church didn't take a portion? He heard Roy continue:

“Most of the 3 pounds, that is, 18000 pounds, belongs to the team led by old Bruce, and the rest will be divided among the other 11 people.

"The Lord tells us that those who fight for their faith should not let it get in the way! This is the resolution of the storm! Do not reject it!"

As he spoke, he pulled out two huge suitcases from one side of the altar, and pushed one to Old Blue and the other to Jed. These two were the leaders of the two teams at present, and it would not cause any disputes if they distributed the suitcases.

"Storm is above!" Old Bruce immediately opened the suitcase, and saw neatly stacked stacks of banknotes inside, emitting the aroma of ink. Everyone was silent for a second, and then burst into enthusiastic cheers again.

"Old Bruce! Say something?" "Yes, tell me what you think and what you want to do with the money."

Seeing Roy nod with a smile on his face and give up his seat, Old Blue pulled the box full of banknotes and walked to where Roy was just now. Facing everyone, he glanced at the faces of Klein, Conse, Hugh, Fors, Jed and others in turn, and found that although their expressions were different, they revealed a common emotion: admiration.

So he smiled, pointed to the bandage on his neck and said:

"Fortunately, the wound is still there, otherwise I would have thought I was still dreaming..." This caused a burst of harmless laughter.

"Well, with this money, I can confidently say: Welcome everyone to come to Tingen to play in the future, food, drinks, and accommodation are all covered by me!"

"Haha! Old Blue, I will definitely go! I will definitely go!" "Of course I will go!" "Haha!" Klein also smiled from the bottom of his heart.

“For the first 18 years of my life, I was poor and could barely afford black bread. For the next five years, I served in the Royal Navy. I didn’t fight in many battles, but at least I had enough to eat and didn’t starve to death.

"It was not until I became a Substitute Punisher that I was truly free from poverty. After accumulating wealth for 10 years, I got married to Jenny, a gentle believer in the Goddess of Night. I was so lucky... to meet her.

"Thirty years later, I retired and my bad temper became mild. Even Jenny praised me: I am like a gentleman now."

"Gentleman!" "Gentleman Old Blue! Haha!" Some people followed suit, but some people had already realized something. Why did the retired Old Blue get involved in Backlund's affairs? Why... did he want to be promoted again? They listened quietly.

Old Blue picked up a thick stack of 10-pound notes, walked to the donation box nearby, and threw in the notes one by one in front of everyone's shocked eyes, saying as he did so:
“Another 10 years have passed. This year I am 73 years old. I have lost a lot and gained a lot, but I have finally reached the final stage of my life.

"But you are different, you are still young and have a bright future ahead of you.

"My friends, get to know yourself, get to know that you really live in this world."

Everyone fell silent, their expressions gradually changing as the money was thrown in. They saw a ferocious smile on Old Blue's face, and heard the old man say:
“The world is never boring, only boring people get bored.

“But…if you’re really bored, go do something, don’t stop…when you look back, you’ll find that your story has decorated someone else’s world.

"Be greedy, be hungry, don't be afraid to move forward... Even if there are thorns in front of you... Step on them! Flatten them!"

(End of this chapter)