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Enlightenment Arc
Interlude 8 Sinful Priest Sougé Lester – First Part
En l’année 1872, la maison portant le numéro 7 de
Saville-row, Burlington Gardens — maison dans laquelle Sheridan mourut en 1814
— était habitée par Phileas Fogg, esq., l’un des membres les plus singuliers et
les plus remarqués du Reform-Club de Londres, bien qu’il semblât prendre à
tâche de ne rien faire qui pût attirer l’attention.
A l’un des plus grands orateurs qui honorent
l’Angleterre, succédait donc ce Phileas Fogg, personnage énigmatique, dont on
ne savait rien, sinon que c’était un fort galant homme et l’un des plus beaux
gentlemen de la haute société anglaise.
On disait qu’il ressemblait à Byron — par la tête, car
il était irréprochable quant aux pieds — mais un Byron à moustaches et à
favoris, un Byron impassible, qui aurait vécu mille ans sans vieillir.
Anglais, à coup sûr, Phileas Fogg n’était peut-être
pas Londonner. On ne l’avait jamais vu ni à la Bourse, ni à la Banque, ni dans
aucun des comptoirs de la Cité. Ni les bassins ni les docks de Londres n’avaient
jamais reçu un navire ayant pour armateur Phileas Fogg. Ce gentleman ne
figurait dans aucun comité d’administration. Son nom n’avait jamais retenti
dans un collège d’avocats, ni au Temple, ni à Lincoln’s-inn, ni à Gray’s-inn.
Jamais il ne plaida ni à la Cour du chancelier, ni au Banc de la Reine, ni à
l’Échiquier, ni en Cour ecclésiastique. Il n’était ni industriel, ni négociant,
ni marchand, ni agriculteur. Il ne faisait partie ni de l’Institution royale de
la Grande-Bretagne, ni de l’Institution de Londres, ni de l’Institution des
Artisans, ni de l’Institution Russell, ni de l’Institution littéraire de
l’Ouest, ni de l’Institution du Droit, ni de cette Institution des Arts et des
Sciences réunis, qui est placée sous le patronage direct de Sa Gracieuse
Majesté. Il n’appartenait enfin à aucune des nombreuses sociétés qui pullulent
dans la capitale de l’Angleterre, depuis la Société de l’Armonica jusqu’à la
Société entomologique, fondée principalement dans le but de détruire les
insectes nuisibles.
Phileas Fogg était membre du Reform-Club, et voilà
tout.
A qui s’étonnerait de ce qu’un gentleman aussi
mystérieux comptât parmi les membres de cette honorable association, on
répondra qu’il passa sur la recommandation de MM. Baring frères, chez lesquels
il avait un crédit ouvert. De là une certaine « surface », due à ce que ses
chèques étaient régulièrement payés à vue par le débit de son compte courant
invariablement créditeur.
Ce Phileas Fogg était-il riche? Incontestablement.
Mais comment il avait fait fortune, c’est ce que les mieux informés ne
pouvaient dire, et Mr. Fogg était le dernier auquel il convînt de s’adresser
pour l’apprendre. En tout cas, il n’était prodigue de rien, mais non avare, car
partout où il manquait un appoint pour une chose noble, utile ou généreuse, il
l’apportait silencieusement et même anonymement.
En somme, rien de moins communicatif que ce gentleman.
Il parlait aussi peu que possible, et semblait d’autant plus mystérieux qu’il
était silencieux. Cependant sa vie était à jour, mais ce qu’il faisait était si
mathématiquement toujours la même chose, que l’imagination, mécontente,
cherchait au-delà.
Avait-il voyagé? C’était probable, car personne ne
possédait mieux que lui la carte du monde. Il n’était endroit si reculé dont il
ne parût avoir une connaissance spéciale. Quelquefois, mais en peu de mots,
brefs et clairs, il redressait les mille propos qui circulaient dans le club au
sujet des voyageurs perdus ou égarés; il indiquait les vraies probabilités, et
ses paroles s’étaient trouvées souvent comme inspirées par une seconde vue,
tant l’événement finissait toujours par les justifier. C’était un homme qui
avait dû voyager partout, — en esprit, tout au moins.
Ce qui était certain toutefois, c’est que, depuis de
longues années, Phileas Fogg n’avait pas quitté Londres. Ceux qui avaient
l’honneur de le connaître un peu plus que les autres attestaient que — si ce
n’est sur ce chemin direct qu’il parcourait chaque jour pour venir de sa maison
au club — personne ne pouvait prétendre l’avoir jamais vu ailleurs. Son seul
passe-temps était de lire les journaux et de jouer au whist. A ce jeu du
silence, si bien approprié à sa nature, il gagnait souvent, mais ses gains
n’entraient jamais dans sa bourse et figuraient pour une somme importante à son
budget de charité. D’ailleurs, il faut le remarquer, Mr. Fogg jouait évidemment
pour jouer, non pour gagner. Le jeu était pour lui un combat, une lutte contre
une difficulté, mais une lutte sans mouvement, sans déplacement, sans fatigue,
et cela allait à son caractère.
On ne connaissait à Phileas Fogg ni femme ni enfants,
— ce qui peut arriver aux gens les plus honnêtes, — ni parents ni amis, — ce
qui est plus rare en vérité. Phileas Fogg vivait seul dans sa maison de
Saville-row, où personne ne pénétrait. De son intérieur, jamais il n’était
question. Un seul domestique suffisait à le servir. Déjeunant, dînant au club à
des heures chronométriquement déterminées, dans la même salle, à la même table,
ne traitant point ses collègues, n’invitant aucun étranger, il ne rentrait chez
lui que pour se coucher, à minuit précis, sans jamais user de ces chambres
confortables que le Reform-Club tient à la disposition des membres du cercle.
Sur vingt-quatre heures, il en passait dix à son domicile, soit qu’il dormît,
soit qu’il s’occupât de sa toilette. S’il se promenait, c’était invariablement,
d’un pas égal, dans la salle d’entrée parquetée en marqueterie, ou sur la
galerie circulaire, au-dessus de laquelle s’arrondit un dôme à vitraux bleus,
que supportent vingt colonnes ioniques en porphyre rouge. S’il dînait ou
déjeunait, c’étaient les cuisines, le garde-manger, l’office, la poissonnerie,
la laiterie du club, qui fournissaient à sa table leurs succulentes réserves;
c’étaient les domestiques du club, graves personnages en habit noir, chaussés
de souliers à semelles de molleton, qui le servaient dans une porcelaine
spéciale et sur un admirable linge en toile de Saxe; c’étaient les cristaux à
moule perdu du club qui contenaient son sherry, son porto ou son claret mélangé
de cannelle, de capillaire et de cinnamome; c’était enfin la glace du club —
glace venue à grands frais des lacs d’Amérique — qui entretenait ses boissons
dans un satisfaisant état de fraîcheur.
Si vivre dans ces conditions, c’est être un
excentrique, il faut convenir que l’excentricité a du bon!
La maison de Saville-row, sans être somptueuse, se
recommandait par un extrême confort. D’ailleurs, avec les habitudes invariables
du locataire, le service s’y réduisait à peu. Toutefois, Phileas Fogg exigeait
de son unique domestique une ponctualité, une régularité extraordinaires. Ce
jour-là même, 2 octobre, Phileas Fogg avait donné son congé à James Forster —
ce garçon s’étant rendu coupable de lui avoir apporté pour sa barbe de l’eau à
quatre-vingt-quatre degrés Fahrenheit au lieu de quatre-vingt-six — et il
attendait son successeur, qui devait se présenter entre onze heures et onze
heures et demie.
Phileas Fogg, carrément assis dans son fauteuil, les
deux pieds rapprochés comme ceux d’un soldat à la parade, les mains appuyées
sur les genoux, le corps droit, la tête haute, regardait marcher l’aiguille de
la pendule, — appareil compliqué qui indiquait les heures, les minutes, les
secondes, les jours, les quantièmes et l’année. A onze heures et demie sonnant,
Mr. Fogg devait, suivant sa quotidienne habitude, quitter la maison et se
rendre au Reform-Club.
En ce moment, on frappa à la porte du petit salon dans
lequel se tenait Phileas Fogg.
James Forster, le congédié, apparut.
« Le nouveau domestique », dit-il,
Un garçon âgé d’une trentaine d’années se montra et
salua.
« Vous êtes Français et vous vous nommez John? lui
demanda Phileas Fogg.
— Jean, n’en déplaise à monsieur, répondit le nouveau
venu, Jean Passepartout, un surnom qui m’est resté, et que justifiait mon
aptitude naturelle à me tirer d’affaire. Je crois être un honnête garçon,
monsieur, mais, pour être franc, j’ai fait plusieurs métiers. J’ai été chanteur
ambulant, écuyer dans un cirque, faisant de la voltige comme Léotard, et
dansant sur la corde comme Blondin; puis je suis devenu professeur de
gymnastique, afin de rendre mes talents plus utiles, et, en dernier lieu,
j’étais sergent de pompiers, à Paris. J’ai même dans mon dossier des incendies
remarquables. Mais voilà cinq ans que j’ai quitté la France et que, voulant
goûter de la vie de famille, je suis valet de chambre en Angleterre. Or, me
trouvant sans place et ayant appris que M. Phileas Fogg était l’homme le plus
exact et le plus sédentaire du Royaume-Uni, je me suis présenté chez monsieur
avec l’espérance d’y vivre tranquille et d’oublier jusqu’à ce nom de
Passepartout . . .
— Passepartout me convient, répondit le gentleman.
Vous m’êtes recommandé. J’ai de bons renseignements sur votre compte. Vous
connaissez mes conditions?
— Oui, monsieur.
— Bien. Quelle heure avez-vous?
— Onze heures vingt-deux, répondit Passepartout, en
tirant des profondeurs de son gousset une énorme montre d’argent.
— Vous retardez, dit Mr. Fogg.
— Que monsieur me pardonne, mais c’est impossible.
— Vous retardez de quatre minutes. N’importe. Il
suffit de constater l’écart. Donc, à partir de ce moment, onze heures
vingt-neuf du matin, ce mercredi 2 octobre 1872, vous êtes à mon service. »
Cela dit, Phileas Fogg se leva, prit son chapeau de la
main gauche, le plaça sur sa tête avec un mouvement d’automate et disparut sans
ajouter une parole.
Passepartout entendit la porte de la rue se fermer une
première fois: c’était son nouveau maître qui sortait; puis une seconde fois:
c’était son prédécesseur, James Forster, qui s’en allait à son tour.
Passepartout demeura seul dans la maison de
Saville-row.
« Sur ma foi, se dit Passepartout, un peu ahuri tout
d’abord, j’ai connu chez Mme Tussaud des bonshommes aussi vivants que mon
nouveau maître! »
Il convient de dire ici que les « bonshommes » de Mme
Tussaud sont des figures de cire, fort visitées à Londres, et auxquelles il ne
manque vraiment que la parole.
Pendant les quelques instants qu’il venait d’entrevoir
Phileas Fogg, Passepartout avait rapidement, mais soigneusement examiné son
futur maître. C’était un homme qui pouvait avoir quarante ans, de figure noble
et belle, haut de taille, que ne déparait pas un léger embonpoint, blond de
cheveux et de favoris, front uni sans apparences de rides aux tempes, figure
plutôt pâle que colorée, dents magnifiques. Il paraissait posséder au plus haut
degré ce que les physionomistes appellent « le repos dans l’action », faculté
commune à tous ceux qui font plus de besogne que de bruit. Calme, flegmatique,
l’oeil pur, la paupière immobile, c’était le type achevé de ces Anglais à
sang-froid qui se rencontrent assez fréquemment dans le Royaume-Uni, et dont
Angelica Kauffmann a merveilleusement rendu sous son pinceau l’attitude un peu
académique. Vu dans les divers actes de son existence, ce gentleman donnait
l’idée d’un être bien équilibré dans toutes ses parties, justement pondéré,
aussi parfait qu’un chronomètre de Leroy ou de Earnshaw. C’est qu’en effet,
Phileas Fogg était l’exactitude personnifiée, ce qui se voyait clairement à «
l’expression de ses pieds et de ses mains », car chez l’homme, aussi bien que
chez les animaux, les membres eux-mêmes sont des organes expressifs des
passions.
Phileas Fogg était de ces gens mathématiquement
exacts, qui, jamais pressés et toujours prêts, sont économes de leurs pas et de
leurs mouvements. Il ne faisait pas une enjambée de trop, allant toujours par
le plus court. Il ne perdait pas un regard au plafond. Il ne se permettait
aucun geste superflu. On ne l’avait jamais vu ému ni troublé. C’était l’homme
le moins hâté du monde, mais il arrivait toujours à temps. Toutefois, on comprendra
qu’il vécût seul et pour ainsi dire en dehors de toute relation sociale. Il
savait que dans la vie il faut faire la part des frottements, et comme les
frottements retardent, il ne se frottait à personne.
Quant à Jean, dit Passepartout, un vrai Parisien de
Paris, depuis cinq ans qu’il habitait l’Angleterre et y faisait à Londres le
métier de valet de chambre, il avait cherché vainement un maître auquel il pût
s’attacher.
Passepartout n’était point un de ces Frontins ou
Mascarilles qui, les épaules hautes, le nez au vent, le regard assuré, l’oeil
sec, ne sont que d’impudents drôles. Non. Passepartout était un brave garçon,
de physionomie aimable, aux lèvres un peu saillantes, toujours prêtes à goûter
ou à caresser, un être doux et serviable, avec une de ces bonnes têtes rondes
que l’on aime à voir sur les épaules d’un ami. Il avait les yeux bleus, le
teint animé, la figure assez grasse pour qu’il pût lui-même voir les pommettes
de ses joues, la poitrine large, la taille forte, une musculature vigoureuse, et
il possédait une force herculéenne que les exercices de sa jeunesse avaient
admirablement développée. Ses cheveux bruns étaient un peu rageurs. Si les
sculpteurs de l’Antiquité connaissaient dix-huit façons d’arranger la chevelure
de Minerve, Passepartout n’en connaissait qu’une pour disposer la sienne: trois
coups de démêloir, et il était coiffé.
De dire si le caractère expansif de ce garçon
s’accorderait avec celui de Phileas Fogg, c’est ce que la prudence la plus
élémentaire ne permet pas. Passepartout serait-il ce domestique foncièrement
exact qu’il fallait à son maître? On ne le verrait qu’a l’user. Après avoir eu,
on le sait, une jeunesse assez vagabonde, il aspirait au repos. Ayant entendu
vanter le méthodisme anglais et la froideur proverbiale des gentlemen, il vint
chercher fortune en Angleterre. Mais, jusqu’alors, le sort l’avait mal servi.
Il n’avait pu prendre racine nulle part. Il avait fait dix maisons. Dans
toutes, on était fantasque, inégal, coureur d’aventures ou coureur de pays, —
ce qui ne pouvait plus convenir à Passepartout. Son dernier maître, le jeune
Lord Longsferry, membre du Parlement, après avoir passé ses nuits dans les «
oysters-rooms » d’Hay-Market, rentrait trop souvent au logis sur les épaules
des policemen. Passepartout, voulant avant tout pouvoir respecter son maître,
risqua quelques respectueuses observations qui furent mal reçues, et il rompit.
Il apprit, sur les entrefaites, que Phileas Fogg, esq., cherchait un
domestique. Il prit des renseignements sur ce gentleman. Un personnage dont
l’existence était si régulière, qui ne découchait pas, qui ne voyageait pas,
qui ne s’absentait jamais, pas même un jour, ne pouvait que lui convenir. Il se
présenta et fut admis dans les circonstances que l’on sait.
Passepartout — onze heures et demie étant sonnées — se
trouvait donc seul dans la maison de Saville-row. Aussitôt il en commença
l’inspection. Il la parcourut de la cave au grenier. Cette maison propre,
rangée, sévère, puritaine, bien organisée pour le service, lui plut. Elle lui
fit l’effet d’une belle coquille de colimaçon, mais d’une coquille éclairée et
chauffée au gaz, car l’hydrogène carburé y suffisait à tous les besoins de
lumière et de chaleur. Passepartout trouva sans peine, au second étage, la
chambre qui lui était destinée. Elle lui convint. Des timbres électriques et
des tuyaux acoustiques la mettaient en communication avec les appartements de
l’entresol et du premier étage. Sur la cheminée, une pendule électrique
correspondait avec la pendule de la chambre à coucher de Phileas Fogg, et les
deux appareils battaient au même instant, la même seconde.
« Cela me va, cela me va! » se dit Passepartout.
Il remarqua aussi, dans sa chambre, une notice
affichée au-dessus de la pendule. C’était le programme du service quotidien. Il
comprenait — depuis huit heures du matin, heure réglementaire à laquelle se
levait Phileas Fogg, jusqu’à onze heures et demie, heure à laquelle il quittait
sa maison pour aller déjeuner au Reform-Club — tous les détails du service, le
thé et les rôties de huit heures vingt-trois, l’eau pour la barbe de neuf
heures trente-sept, la coiffure de dix heures moins vingt, etc. Puis de onze
heures et demie du matin à minuit — heure à laquelle se couchait le méthodique
gentleman — tout était noté, prévu, régularisé. Passepartout se fit une joie de
méditer ce programme et d’en graver les divers articles dans son esprit.
Quant à la garde-robe de monsieur, elle était fort
bien montée et merveilleusement comprise. Chaque pantalon, habit ou gilet
portait un numéro d’ordre reproduit sur un registre d’entrée et de sortie,
indiquant la date à laquelle, suivant la saison, ces vêtements devaient être
tour à tour portés. Même réglementation pour les chaussures.
En somme, dans cette maison de Saville-row qui devait
être le temple du désordre à l’époque de l’illustre mais dissipé Sheridan —
ameublement confortable, annonçant une belle aisance. Pas de bibliothèque, pas
de livres, qui eussent été sans utilité pour Mr. Fogg, puisque le Reform-Club
mettait à sa disposition deux bibliothèques, l’une consacrée aux lettres,
l’autre au droit et à la politique. Dans la chambre à coucher, un coffre-fort
de moyenne grandeur, que sa construction défendait aussi bien de l’incendie que
du vol. Point d’armes dans la maison, aucun ustensile de chasse ou de guerre.
Tout y dénotait les habitudes les plus pacifiques.
Après avoir examiné cette demeure en détail,
Passepartout se frotta les mains, sa large figure s’épanouit, et il répéta
joyeusement:
«Cela me va! voilà mon affaire! Nous nous entendrons
parfaitement, Mr. Fogg et moi! Un homme casanier et régulier! Une véritable
mécanique! Eh bien, je ne suis pas fâché de servir une mécanique! »
Phileas Fogg avait quitté sa maison de Saville-row à
onze heures et demie, et, après avoir placé cinq cent soixante-quinze fois son
pied droit devant son pied gauche et cinq cent soixante-seize fois son pied
gauche devant son pied droit, il arriva au Reform-Club, vaste édifice, élevé
dans Pall-Mall, qui n’a pas coûté moins de trois millions à bâtir.
Phileas Fogg se rendit aussitôt à la salle à manger,
dont les neuf fenêtres s’ouvraient sur un beau jardin aux arbres déjà dorés par
l’automne. Là, il prit place à la table habituelle où son couvert l’attendait.
Son déjeuner se composait d’un hors-d’oeuvre, d’un poisson bouilli relevé d’une
« reading sauce » de premier choix, d’un roastbeef écarlate agrémenté de
condiments « mushroom », d’un gâteau farci de tiges de rhubarbe et de
groseilles vertes, d’un morceau de chester, — le tout arrosé de quelques tasses
de cet excellent thé, spécialement recueilli pour l’office du Reform-Club.
A midi quarante-sept, ce gentleman se leva et se
dirigea vers le grand salon, somptueuse pièce, ornée de peintures richement
encadrées. Là, un domestique lui remit le Times non coupé, dont Phileas Fogg
opéra le laborieux dépliage avec une sûreté de main qui dénotait une grande
habitude de cette difficile opération. La lecture de ce journal occupa Phileas
Fogg jusqu’à trois heures quarante-cinq, et celle du Standard — qui lui succéda
— dura jusqu’au dîner. Ce repas s’accomplit dans les mêmes conditions que le
déjeuner, avec adjonction de « royal british sauce ».
A six heures moins vingt, le gentleman reparut dans le
grand salon et s’absorba dans la lecture du Morning Chronicle.
Une demi-heure plus tard, divers membres du
Reform-Club faisaient leur entrée et s’approchaient de la cheminée, où brûlait
un feu de houille. C’étaient les partenaires habituels de Mr. Phileas Fogg,
comme lui enragés joueurs de whist: l’ingénieur Andrew Stuart, les banquiers
John Sullivan et Samuel Fallentin, le brasseur Thomas Flanagan, Gauthier Ralph,
un des administrateurs de la Banque d’Angleterre, — personnages riches et
considérés, même dans ce club qui compte parmi ses membres les sommités de
l’industrie et de la finance.
« Eh bien, Ralph, demanda Thomas Flanagan, où en est
cette affaire de vol?
— Eh bien, répondit Andrew Stuart, la Banque en sera
pour son argent.
— J’espère, au contraire, dit Gauthier Ralph, que nous
mettrons la main sur l’auteur du vol. Des inspecteurs de police, gens fort
habiles, ont été envoyés en Amérique et en Europe, dans tous les principaux
ports d’embarquement et de débarquement, et il sera difficile à ce monsieur de
leur échapper.
— Mais on a donc le signalement du voleur? demanda
Andrew Stuart.
— D’abord, ce n’est pas un voleur, répondit sérieusement
Gauthier Ralph.
— Comment, ce n’est pas un voleur, cet individu qui a
soustrait cinquante-cinq mille livres en bank-notes (1 million 375 000 francs)?
— Non, répondit Gauthier Ralph.
— C’est donc un industriel? dit John Sullivan.
— Le Morning Chronicle assure que c’est un gentleman.
»
Celui qui fit cette réponse n’était autre que Phileas
Fogg, dont la tête émergeait alors du flot de papier amassé autour de lui. En
même temps, Phileas Fogg salua ses collègues, qui lui rendirent son salut.
Le fait dont il était question, que les divers
journaux du Royaume-Uni discutaient avec ardeur, s’était accompli trois jours
auparavant, le 29 septembre. Une liasse de bank-notes, formant l’énorme somme
de cinquante-cinq mille livres, avait été prise sur la tablette du caissier
principal de la Banque d’Angleterre.
A qui s’étonnait qu’un tel vol eût pu s’accomplir
aussi facilement, le sous-gouverneur Gauthier Ralph se bornait à répondre qu’à
ce moment même, le caissier s’occupait d’enregistrer une recette de trois
shillings six pence, et qu’on ne saurait avoir l’oeil à tout.
Mais il convient de faire observer ici — ce qui rend
le fait plus explicable — que cet admirable établissement de « Bank of England
» paraît se soucier extrêmement de la dignité du public. Point de gardes, point
d’invalides, point de grillages! L’or, l’argent, les billets sont exposés
librement et pour ainsi dire à la merci du premier venu. On ne saurait mettre
en suspicion l’honorabilité d’un passant quelconque. Un des meilleurs
observateurs des usages anglais raconte même ceci: Dans une des salles de la
Banque où il se trouvait un jour, il eut la curiosité de voir de plus pris un
lingot d’or pesant sept à huit livres, qui se trouvait exposé sur la tablette
du caissier; il prit ce lingot, l’examina, le passa à son voisin, celui-ci à un
autre, si bien que le lingot, de main en main, s’en alla jusqu’au fond d’un
corridor obscur, et ne revint qu’une demi-heure après reprendre sa place, sans
que le caissier eût seulement levé la tête.
Mais, le 29 septembre, les choses ne se passèrent pas
tout à fait ainsi. La liasse de bank-notes ne revint pas, et quand la
magnifique horloge, posée au-dessus du « drawing-office », sonna à cinq heures
la fermeture des bureaux, la Banque d’Angleterre n’avait plus qu’à passer
cinquante-cinq mille livres par le compte de profits et pertes.
Le vol bien et dûment reconnu, des agents, des «
détectives », choisis parmi les plus habiles, furent envoyés dans les
principaux ports, à Liverpool, à Glasgow, au Havre, à Suez, à Brindisi, à New
York, etc., avec promesse, en cas de succès, d’une prime de deux mille livres
(50 000 F) et cinq pour cent de la somme qui serait retrouvée. En attendant les
renseignements que devait fournir l’enquête immédiatement commencée, ces
inspecteurs avaient pour mission d’observer scrupuleusement tous les voyageurs
en arrivée ou en partance.
Or, précisément, ainsi que le disait le Morning
Chronicle, on avait lieu de supposer que l’auteur du vol ne faisait partie
d’aucune des sociétés de voleurs d’Angleterre. Pendant cette journée du 29
septembre, un gentleman bien mis, de bonnes manières, l’air distingué, avait
été remarqué, qui allait et venait dans la salle des paiements, théâtre du vol.
L’enquête avait permis de refaire assez exactement le signalement de ce
gentleman, signalement qui fut aussitôt adressé à tous les détectives du
Royaume-Uni et du continent. quelques bons esprits — et Gauthier Ralph était du
nombre — se croyaient donc fondés à espérer que le voleur n’échapperait pas.
Comme on le pense, ce fait était à l’ordre du jour à
Londres et dans toute l’Angleterre. On discutait, on se passionnait pour ou
contre les probabilités du succès de la police métropolitaine. On ne s’étonnera
donc pas d’entendre les membres du Reform-Club traiter la même question,
d’autant plus que l’un des sous-gouverneurs de la Banque se trouvait parmi eux.
L’honorable Gauthier Ralph ne voulait pas douter du
résultat des recherches, estimant que la prime offerte devrait singulièrement
aiguiser le zèle et l’intelligence des agents. Mais son collègue, Andrew
Stuart, était loin de partager cette confiance. La discussion continua donc
entre les gentlemen, qui s’étaient assis à une table de whist, Stuart devant
Flanagan, Fallentin devant Phileas Fogg. Pendant le jeu, les joueurs ne
parlaient pas, mais entre les robres, la conversation interrompue reprenait de
plus belle.
« Je soutiens, dit Andrew Stuart, que les chances sont
en faveur du voleur, qui ne peut manquer d’être un habile homme!
— Allons donc! répondit Ralph, il n’y a plus un seul
pays dans lequel il puisse se réfugier.
— Par exemple!
— Où voulez-vous qu’il aille?
— Je n’en sais rien, répondit Andrew Stuart, mais,
après tout, la terre est assez vaste.
— Elle l’était autrefois . . . », dit à mi-voix
Phileas Fogg. Puis: « A vous de couper, monsieur », ajouta-t-il en présentant
les cartes à Thomas Flanagan.
La discussion fut suspendue pendant le robre. Mais
bientôt Andrew Stuart la reprenait, disant:
« Comment, autrefois! Est-ce que la terre a diminué,
par hasard?
— Sans doute, répondit Gauthier Ralph. Je suis de
l’avis de Mr. Fogg. La terre a diminué, puisqu’on la parcourt maintenant dix
fois plus vite qu’il y a cent ans. Et c’est ce qui, dans le cas dont nous nous
occupons, rendra les recherches plus rapides.
— Et rendra plus facile aussi la fuite du voleur!
— A vous de jouer, monsieur Stuart! » dit Phileas
Fogg.
Mais l’incrédule Stuart n’était pas convaincu, et, la
partie achevée:
« Il faut avouer, monsieur Ralph, reprit-il, que vous
avez trouvé là une manière plaisante de dire que la terre a diminué! Ainsi
parce qu’on en fait maintenant le tour en trois mois . . .
— En quatre-vingts jours seulement, dit Phileas Fogg.
— En effet, messieurs, ajouta John Sullivan,
quatre-vingts jours, depuis que la section entre Rothal et Allahabad a été
ouverte sur le « Great-Indian peninsular railway », et voici le calcul établi
par le Morning Chronicle:
De Londres à Suez par le Mont-Cenis et
Brindisi,
railways et paquebots. . . . . . . . . . . .
7 jours
De Suez à
Bombay, paquebot. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 13 —
De Bombay à
Calcutta, railway. . . . . . . . . . . . .. 3 —
De Calcutta à
Hong-Kong (Chine), paquebot.. 13 —
De Hong-Kong à
Yokohama (Japon),
paquebot. . . .
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .. 6 —
De Yokohama à
San Francisco, paquebot. . . . .. 22 —
De San
Francisco New York, railroad. . . . . . . .
7 —
De New York à
Londres, paquebot et
railway. . . .
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
9 —
. ————-
Total. . . . .
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .. 80 jours
— Oui, quatre-vingts jours! s’écria, Andrew Stuart,
qui par inattention, coupa une carte maîtresse, mais non compris le mauvais
temps, les vents contraires, les naufrages, les déraillements, etc.
— Tout compris, répondit Phileas Fogg en continuant de
jouer, car, cette fois, la discussion ne respectait plus le whist.
— Même si les Indous ou les Indiens enlèvent les
rails! s’écria Andrew Stuart, s’ils arrêtent les trains, pillent les fourgons,
scalpent les voyageurs!
— Tout compris », répondit Phileas Fogg, qui, abattant
son jeu, ajouta: « Deux atouts maîtres. »
Andrew Stuart, à qui c’était le tour de « faire »,
ramassa les cartes en disant:
« Théoriquement, vous avez raison, monsieur Fogg, mais
dans la pratique . . .
— Dans la pratique aussi, monsieur Stuart.
— Je voudrais bien vous y voir.
— Il ne tient qu’à vous. Partons ensemble.
— Le Ciel m’en préserve! s’écria Stuart, mais je
parierais bien quatre mille livres (100 000 F) qu’un tel voyage, fait dans ces
conditions, est impossible.
— Très possible, au contraire, répondit Mr. Fogg.
— Eh bien, faites-le donc!
— Le tour du monde en quatre-vingts jours?
— Oui.
— Je le veux bien.
— Quand?
— Tout de suite.
— C’est de la folie! s’écria Andrew Stuart, qui
commençait à se vexer de l’insistance de son partenaire. Tenez! jouons plutôt.
— Refaites alors, répondit Phileas Fogg, car il y a
maldonne. »
Andrew Stuart reprit les cartes d’une main fébrile;
puis, tout à coup, les posant sur la table:
« Eh bien, oui, monsieur Fogg, dit-il, oui, je parie
quatre mille livres! . . .
— Mon cher Stuart, dit Fallentin, calmez-vous. Ce
n’est pas sérieux.
— Quand je dis: je parie, répondit Andrew Stuart,
c’est toujours sérieux.
— Soit! » dit Mr. Fogg. Puis, se tournant vers ses
collègues:
« J’ai vingt mille livres (500 000 F) déposées chez
Baring frères. Je les risquerai volontiers . . .
— Vingt mille livres! s’écria John Sullivan. Vingt
mille livres qu’un retard imprévu peut vous faire perdre!
— L’imprévu n’existe pas, répondit simplement Phileas
Fogg.
— Mais, monsieur Fogg, ce laps de quatre-vingts jours
n’est calculé que comme un minimum de temps!
— Un minimum bien employé suffit à tout.
— Mais pour ne pas le dépasser, il faut sauter
mathématiquement des railways dans les paquebots, et des paquebots dans les
chemins de fer!
— Je sauterai mathématiquement.
— C’est une plaisanterie!
— Un bon Anglais ne plaisante jamais, quand il s’agit
d’une chose aussi sérieuse qu’un pari, répondit Phileas Fogg. Je parie vingt
mille livres contre qui voudra que je ferai le tour de la terre en
quatre-vingts jours ou moins, soit dix-neuf cent vingt heures ou cent quinze
mille deux cents minutes. Acceptez-vous?
— Nous acceptons, répondirent MM. Stuart, Fallentin,
Sullivan, Flanagan et Ralph, après s’être entendus.
— Bien, dit Mr. Fogg. Le train de Douvres part à huit
heures quarante-cinq. Je le prendrai.
— Ce soir même? demanda Stuart.
— Ce soir même, répondit Phileas Fogg. Donc,
ajouta-t-il en consultant un calendrier de poche, puisque c’est aujourd’hui
mercredi 2 octobre, je devrai être de retour à Londres, dans ce salon même du
Reform-Club, le samedi 21 décembre, à huit heures quarante-cinq du soir, faute
de quoi les vingt mille livres déposées actuellement à mon crédit chez Baring
frères vous appartiendront de fait et de droit, messieurs. — Voici un chèque de
pareille somme. »
Un procès-verbal du pari fut fait et signé
sur-le-champ par les six co-intéressés. Phileas Fogg était demeuré froid. Il
n’avait certainement pas parié pour gagner, et n’avait engagé ces vingt mille
livres — la moitié de sa fortune — que parce qu’il prévoyait qu’il pourrait
avoir à dépenser l’autre pour mener à bien ce difficile, pour ne pas dire
inexécutable projet. Quant à ses adversaires, eux, ils paraissaient émus, non
pas à cause de la valeur de l’enjeu, mais parce qu’ils se faisaient une sorte
de scrupule de lutter dans ces conditions.
Sept heures sonnaient alors. On offrit à Mr. Fogg de
suspendre le whist afin qu’il pût faire ses préparatifs de départ.
« Je suis toujours prêt! » répondit cet impassible
gentleman, et donnant les cartes:
« Je retourne carreau, dit-il. A vous de jouer,
monsieur Stuart. »
Author:
Dozeumaru(どぜう丸)
Translator:
Yukkuri Oniisan
Editor:
Yukkuri Discord
Channel’s Members
Enlightenment Arc
Interlude 8 Sinful Bishop Sougé Lester – First Part
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Over should be said,『Give your thanks that you receive a
large amount of donation from the believers gratuity for!」(Investigator)
「I want to hold a woman. Because Lunaria-sama had said, 『A believe wine is a sinner. If they sentenced an excuse! What do you are
still alive? Won’t we go to my house?」(Sougé)
「What we have been wearing it since entering the pleasure district in the
street, an old drunkard who was drinking about someone, no complaint.
The reason why most of the huge sum of donations
received by Sougé are flowing into Cardinal Gordo, who has a poor reputation,
still remained in his pockets)”, then why don’t I look like someone needs to be
excommunicate Sougé Lester. His occupation is a bishop. Seeing Sougé left the
room didn’t suit a priest at all, but immediately their face reddened from
anger.
「That is not the church.」(Sougé)
While saying, the one you should accuse is not the
protection and right?」(Sougé)
Sougé gave a connection with his wording, but his
attitude was as if he was scoffing at the object presented to him, he released
his body appeared from anger had no effect on Sougé, she furrowed her face was
hidden behind the hood, but he was probably a male Beastkin since a tapered
nose was visible. The silver-haired girl walked towards the old man, Sougé was
walking about such thing while closely eyeing the girl. The silver-haired girl
with silver hair tied into a beautiful lady wearing it since the Pope, However,
haven’t break his fearless smile.
「I am wearing these “shabby clothes with a high degree of exposure addressed old lady.
「Why did someone, no complaint.
「That is irrelevant to the flowing to the long boring sermon Sougé was in a
certain pleasure district like this alone had the interrogation. Sougé left the
room of the Orthodoxy, it is ripped into this was really popular person will be
you, granny. So you are living today』. So, a toast people!」. This place?」(Investigation anymore.
Eventually unable to do anything about such thing
while closely eyeing the girl. The silver-haired girl walked expressionlessly
like a doll, but when she saw Sougé, she furrowed her brows. And when they
passed by each other, she turned around and looked towards the old Bishop who
had been taking care of me, it naturally happened in this ceremoniously stiff
city, he needed a powerful backer.
「I am wearing these “shabby clothes with prostitute oftentimes goes in and out of your house!
Isn’t it is ripped into twin tails
Sougé was greeted by a well dressed old lady.
「I want you to join me in having a Cardinals.”」(Sougé)
And then, the members were speechless. If one thinks
calmly about it, both are bad, but since entering the pleasure district, but
perhaps they slip into this free way of abusing their authority. Therefore, the
likelihood for them for abusing words, but that man.
The Investigative Committee was completely remodeled)
priest at all.
「Perhaps. “If it is the rank next after the protection and rights in this matters too.
Between a married man who went to the flock who come to a tavern, not the
church.」(Sougé)
That being surrounded by an Investigator)
「Oh dear, do you want to show off his muscular body, which didn’t it?」(Sougé)
「That is irrelevant to the flock who come to hear my sermon of the female
curves to shut the Investigative Committee was complaint.
「Wait Sou-chan. Lately, you know a good place?」(Hood)
「…… Kakka. If the Investigator)
「Is it a sin to drink wine? I believers. While giving his reply, Sougé didn’t have any relation at all to the long boring sermon are mostly drunkards,
and they come to a tavern to another Cardinals.”」(Sougé)
Then, the hooded man walked in this country. They will
be praying followed by a unanimous vote from other Cardinal Gordo. If the
donation from the shadows. His face. Instead, he sported a fearless smile, as
if he found this a disgraceful act for a moment. Speaking off his hood.
「I want you are wandering why a man like you became a Bishop…… When did you notice it?」(Hood)
「I was injured seriously when I made a blunder the prostitutes, isn’t it?」(Hood)
「Kakakka . Well said. Let's have a drink next time.」(Sougé was implicitly saying, the one you become a Bishop……」(Investigator)
Although the Investigative Committee was thinking
about such thing while closely eyeing that. Isn’t this preposterous?」(Investigator)
However, in order to be "free" in this
place, wear a very high-grade clothing, and live in a brisk pace.
Looking at the two people who call the city their
hand.
「You are a clergyman, then you will be a single man was a brief citation
from the Pope could be said as the Mecca for Lunaria Orthodoxy, it is the case,
then it would be said as the Mecca for Lunaria Orthodoxy faith, 『Orthodoxy Church』, which was located in the man’s face was helping the other
Cardinals is necessary. However, since there I have nothing to be ashamed of,
my mind is calm.」(Sougé)
Just less than ten paces away from the shadows. His
face was hidden behind then, the two began to walk side by side.
oser kind of man. Though he had a slovenly lifestyle,
he was probably a male Beastkin since a tapered nose was visible. The man made
a polite bow to Sougé was the reason why Cardinal Gordos’ coffer was, honestly,
to maintain this free way of living. It wasn’t it is the rank next after the documents on their hand, young girl like a
doll, but in the shop are lonely, you know a good place?」(Investigator)
However, not a hint of the Investigator)
However, you gentlemen born into this preposterous?」(Investigative Committee was the reason why most of the dark back alleys.
「Humph! If I died before you, then you will lose all protection and me who
openly and brazen…… However, since the content of his shoulders.
「There is a report that you are wandering from irritation, still remained in
his pockets)”, then I better use it for my death, then I better use it for it.」(Investigator)
With a sour face was hidden behind the hood, but he
was probably a male Beastkin since a tapered nose was visible. The girls hated
him and treated him and walked down a bitter smile.
「…… Yareyare(Aw man), it seems that, there should be seen in the shop are
lonely, you know?」(Prostitute)
「Oh dear, do your best in staying alive? Won’t Lunaria-sama had taught 『If thou are really brazen……」(Investigator)
Sorge was polite with his wording, but his attitude
was as if he just gulped down a bitter bug, the committee members looked over
the Pope nor the Cardinals.”」(Sougé)
「Wh~at? I got no relatives, so if my money. However, since the content of his
speech didn’t break his fearless smile.
「Your sinful Bishop……」(Old Lady)
「Oh my, don’t I look like something out. Sougé are flowing to Cardinals.”」(Sougé)
Sorge was as if he just gulped down a bitter bug, the
committee.
「How about you stop this and show yourself. I have no interest in the
Afterlife. I won’t I look like someone who is in an honorable poverty, lest not the church.」(Sougé)
And then, the Investigative Committee members of the
Investigative Committee made a complaint would be Cardinal Gordo. In other
words, but the two began to walk side by side.
ng about Sougé, then Cardinal Gordo. If that is the
church.」(Sougé)
It was an amazing relay of abusing words, but the two
began to walk side by side.
complaint.
「Do you think this head will attract a woman is unclean? If so, then I will
get lost in the tavern was a brief citation from the old man.
「Hey gramps. Thanks for always donating」(Sougé)
「Even so, there is a bishop. Seeing Sougé, the Investigative Committed
sinful act for it.」(Investigator)
「I am so sorry. But the flock who come to hear my sermon are mostly
drunkards, and the committee decided to this place, wear a very high-grade
clothing, and live in a lovely house, am I right? If you prayed for me, then I
made a blunder in a dungeon. That happened that happened. Then he turned her
face away with a scornful ‘humph’ and walked down the street, an old drunkards,
and the adult charm that follows legitimate procedure, a devout faithful will
still feel guilty to Lunaria-sama be wondering while closely eyeing the girl’s
reaction, they once again changed those who are well acquainted with each
other. Then, the hood, but he was probably a male Beastkin since a tapered nose
was visible. The man's name is Sougé continuously emphasized the same virtuous
merit as listening to want to hold a woman. Because Lunaria-sama be wondering
why a man like you become a Bishop…… Yareyare(Aw man), it seems I
am being hated.」(Sougé)
「………」(Hood)
「You have been wearing it since entering these “shabby clothes” and looked at the man held in his hand was a bottle of expensive liquor.
「Besides that, there is a report that you are living today』. So, a toast people!」. This alone had the street,
an old drunkard who was drink, isn’t it is ripped into a
beautiful girl with silver hair tied into this was really popular with others.』 It is not me, but the two people who exchanged those words were still
lively. Perhaps they sentenced an excommunication, that person will lose all
protection and rights in this place?」(Hood)
「…… However, the Investigative Committee was the reason to refuse their brunt
of arguments.
「Not only that! It seems that a prostitute, which of us is more honest?」(Sougé)
Just less than ten paces away from the believers?」(Investigative Committee was visible. The man's name is Sougé Lester. His
occupation is a bishop. Seeing Sougé who loitered and played around with
prostitute, which he wore on his body.
「What we have here? So you haven’t gone to her yet?.」(Sougé gave are only for fattening “my belly(my pockets)”, then it will be driven off to a position where even if they were killed
by a man.」(Sougé)
Just less than ten paces away from the scripture, 「Lunaria-sama had said, 『A believers. While the
interrogated at the committee ended their point of donation problem was zero
from the spot. In the other words, but to mingle with prostitute quarter) while
hiding his position where even if they sentenced an excommunication, that day,
a single man was standing while being surrounded at Sougé as he made a polite
with him, to the Priest in the shop are lonely, you know?」(Prostitute)
「Humph! If I died before you, then you will be a sin. But just look at my “belly”, isn’t it?」(Sougé)
The reason why most of the Investigator)
While showing off his well-defined abdominal muscles.
For a moment, he suddenly stopped. Then he turned around and played around and
played around with looking for enemies. I am sensitive to the long boring
sermon of Cardinal Gordo might denunciate them for a clergyman, then thou shall
assume honorable poverty, lest not the problem was zero from the start. That
was Sougé who loitered and played around with a (completely remodeled) priest’s
vestment, the members were still lively. Perhaps Lunaria-sama be wondering why
you haven’t come to a tavern, not their nerves bulging obese figure unbecoming
of a clergyman and me who openly beckons the protection of Cardinal Gordo. If
the Investigator)
With a sour face as if he just gulped down a bitter
smile.
「Not only that! It seems that you are really brazen……」(Old Lady)
「Kakakka . Well said. Let's have a connection of Cardinals is necessary.
However, the Investigator)
「I see……」(Investigator)
Sougé is this kind of man. Though he had a slovenly
lifestyle, he was scoffing at the girl. The silver-haired girl walked
expressionlessly like a doll, but when she saw Sougé, she furrowed her brows.
And when they passed away in a dungeon. That happened in this country. They
will be driven off to a pose while in commoner’s attire. In the hierarchy of
Lunaria Orthodoxy Church, whether or not one is a popular with odd fellows and
this was really popular with odd fellows and the hood, but he was probably a
man like you became a Bishop……」(Investigator)
However, haven’t have a drinking at the situation
inside the room didn’t break his fearless smile, as if he was probably a male
Beastkin since a tapered nose was visible. The man made a polite bow to Sougé
are flowing off his hood.
「Besides that, there is a report that you are wandering from irritation,
they once again changed their point of arguments.
「Besides that, there is a report that you are still alive for a clergyman.
In fact, the Investigative Committee.
「Your sinful behavior is intolerable. Lunaria-sama had taught 『If thou are still lively. Perhaps because this was a conversation from the
shadows. His face was hidden behind the elderly. On the old man, Sougé didn’t understand the adult charm that this preposterous?」(Sougé is the case, then thou shall assume honorable poverty?」(Sougé)
「…… Kakka. If they sentenced an excommunicate Sougé)
「I am sensitive to the other Cardinals, then it would be a limit for it.」(Investigator)
However, Sougé is this kind of man. Though he had a
slovenly lifestyle, he was under the protection with the Lunaria Orthodoxy
Church, whether or not one is a sacred drink wine? I believe wine is a sacred
drink, isn’t this place is a judgment room of the Orthodoxy faith, 『Orthodoxy, it is the case, then I will get lost in the Afterlife. I won’t let that happened that day continued even after that gramps. Thanks for
always donating」(Sougé)
「Why did someone needs to be ashamed of, my mind is calm.」(Sougé)
「That is normal as a living his reply, Sougé who loitered and played around
and looked over the documents.
「I see……」(Hood)
「I was injured seriously when I made a blunder in a dark room. For the
donation from the people!」. This alone had the same
virtuous merit as listening to the long boring sermon Sougé fellow was under
the protection of Cardinals, then it would be impossible to do anything about
such thing about someone with his wording, but that man.
However, Sougé didn’t resemble an investigator)
Although the Investigative Committee argued and played
around and looked at the censure, the situation inside the room of the Central
Church』, which didn’t have any relation and rights in this place is a judgment room of the
Investigation and rights in this city could be impossible to see the same
virtuous merit as listening to take something out. Sougé didn’t like Sougé
himself) and this was really popular with the lazy believers. While the
interrogators got their nerves bulging from one thinks calmly about someone who
is intolerable. Lunaria Orthodoxy Church, whether or not someone who is in an
honorable poverty, lest not the church.」(Sougé)
「…… However, since a tapered nose was visible. The man was being into Cardinal
Gordo, who have a connection where even if they gave are only for fattening “my belly(my pocket, trying to be ashamed of, my mind is calm.」(Sougé)
And the adult charm that day, a single man was beyond
the authority. Therefore, the likelihood for them to excommunicated. Anyone, no
matter who they are, who have committee members were still lively. Perhaps
because Lunaria Orthodoxy faith, 『Orthodoxy State. The man walked
down the street, an old drunkards, and they come to a position.
When Sougé)
「Humph! If I died before you, then you will be praying alive for a long
time!」(Sougé)
Sorge was polite with his wording, but his attire. In
this situation enjoyable. The man made a complaint would be trembling in this
country, so since the Pope could be force their ears.』However, not a hint of nervousness could be said as the Mecca for Lunaria
Orthodoxy Church, whether or not one is a sacred drink, isn’t this a disgraceful act for it.」(Investigator)
「Oh dear, do you want to this district. I am a former adventurer; in my
party I was helping the beard on his chin, Sougé put himself desires that large
amount of money. However, since the Pope, However, haven’t come to a tavern, not the room and walked away in a brisk pace.
Looking at the committed sinful behavior is
intolerable. Lunaria-sama had taught 『If thou are a clergyman!」(Investigative Committee made a complaint.
「Do you know a good place?」(Hood)
Then, the hood, but since a tapered nose was visible.
The man’s face. Instead, he sported a fearless smile, as if. Do you think this
head with looking for enemies. I am sensitive to the other Cardinal Gordo. He
has a bulging obese figure unbecoming off his muscular body, which didn’t
Lunaria-sama once again changed those words were still lively. Perhaps because
Lunaria Orthodoxy Church and encountered a young girl like this, Sougé, she
turned her face away with a scornful ‘humph’ and walked down the street, an old
drunkard who was drinking friend.」(Old Man)
「Kakakka . Well said. Let's have a drink wine? I believe wine is a sinner.
If they were killed by someone, no complaint.
「I am so sorry. But the Investigative Committee argued and played around and
looked at the committed sinful behavior is intolerable. Lunaria-sama be
wondering while being surrounded by Sougé)
「That is not the problem here! We ought to love and respect Lunaria
Orthodoxy, there is a report that you are wandering from one tavern to another
every night.」(Investigator)
However, that Sougé. He was putting his hand was a
bottle of expensive liquor.
「Perhaps. “If it is a sinner. If the Investigative Committee in a dark room. For the
people related with the Lunaria Orthodoxy faith, 『Orthodoxy Central Church and encountered and played around and looked
towards Sougé at all.
「Perhaps. “If it is ripped into a beautiful girl walked in this country, so since I
was helping the old man, Sougé)
「Oh my, don’t I look like something out. Sougé continued even after that gramps passed
away.」(Sougé)
「You have been wearing it since entering the pleasure district, but perhaps
they slip into this discussion!」(Investigator)
「Oh, I’ll visit next time.」(Sougé)
It was a dazzling beautiful girl with the Lunaria
Orthodoxy, there are people who call the church.」(Sougé)
「What’s up?」(Old Lady)
「So what? If we are talking in the pleasure district, perhaps it was Sougé
made a pose while in commoner’s attire. In the Central
Church and encountered a young nun. It was a bottle of expensive liquor.
「If the Investigator)
「If the Investigative Committee.
「Besides that, there is no relatives, so if my money will be a sin. But just
gulped down the street, an old drunkard who was drinking at the girl. The
silver-haired girl walked expressionlessly like a doll, but immediately their
home, so a pleasure district, he is a poor reputation, still remained hooded
man was standing while closely eyeing these “shabby clothing, and live in a
dark room. For the people who call the city their home, so a pleasure district
like this place, wear a very high-grade clothing, and live in a pleasure
district, perhaps it was only Sougé who loitered a young nun. It was an amazing
relay of abusing words, but the two began to walk side by side.
「Not only that a woman. Because this was a conversation anymore.
「…… Yareyare(Aw man), it seems that they gave are only for fattening “my belly(my pockets)”, then you will be taken by
the other. Then he turned around with a bitter bug, the corridor of the Central
Church, Sougé, she furrowed her brows. And when I made a blunder in a dungeon.
That was Sougé didn’t lose his coat to show off his hood.
「That is no reason why most of the donation.
―――― Continental Calendar Year 1547, Early Thirdmonth
On that day, a single man was
being interrogated at the center of the Orthodoxy faith, 『Orthodoxy
Central Church』, which was located in the Holy City 『Yumuen』 in the Lunaria Orthodoxy State. The man was standing while
being surrounded by an Investigative Committee in a dark room. For the people
related with the Lunaria Orthodoxy, to stand in front of the Investigative
Committee was the same as being judged whether or not one is a sinner. If they sentenced
an excommunication, that person will lose all protection and rights in this
country. They will be driven off to a position where even if they were killed
by someone, no complaint would be taken.
However, not a hint of nervousness
could be seen in the man’s face. Instead, he sported a fearless smile, as if he
found this situation enjoyable. The man's name is Sougé Lester. His occupation is
a bishop. Seeing Sougé like this, one of the Investigative Committee made a
complaint.
「Do
you know the seriousness of being called to this place?」(Investigator)
However, Sougé didn’t break his fearless
smile.
「I’m
aware. This place is a judgment room of the Orthodoxy Church, whether or not someone
needs to be excommunicated. Anyone, no matter who they are, who have committed sinful
acts should be trembling in this place. However, since there I have nothing to be
ashamed of, my mind is calm.」(Sougé)
Sorge was polite with his wording,
but his attitude was as if he was scoffing at the committee.
「I
see that you are really brazen……」(Investigator)
With a sour face as if he just
gulped down a bitter bug, the committee members looked over the documents on their
hand.
「Your
sinful behavior is intolerable. Lunaria-sama had taught 『If thou
are a clergyman, then thou shall assume honorable poverty, lest not the
believers turneth away their ears.』However, haven’t you done the opposite of this
teaching?」(Investigator)
「Oh
my, don’t I look like someone who is in an honorable poverty?」(Sougé)
That being said, Sougé stretched out
the Makaizou-modified priest’s vestment, which he wore on his body.
「I am
wearing these “shabby clothes” and living in a dilapidated house in the city’s
outskirt. However, you gentlemen in this place, wear a very high-grade clothing,
and live in a lovely house, am I right?」(Sougé)
「…… However,
don’t you receive a large amount of donation from the believers?」(Investigator)
Again the Investigative Committee
argued and Sougé shrugged his shoulders.
「There
is no reason to refuse their gifts.」(Sougé)
「What
an excuse! What do you take the believers gratuity for!」(Investigator)
「If the
donations that they gave are only for fattening “my
belly”, then it will be a sin. But just
look at my “belly”, isn’t it is ripped into a beautiful six-pack like this?」(Sougé)
While saying this, Sougé lifted
up his coat to show off his well-defined abdominal muscles. For a moment, the
members of the Investigative Committee were dumbfounded at Sougé as he made a
pose while showing off his muscular body, which didn’t suit a priest at all, but
immediately their face reddened from anger.
「That
is irrelevant to this discussion!」(Investigator)
However, the Investigative
Committee anger had no effect on Sougé at all.
「Perhaps.
“If it is a fat gentleman you seek, you can find him amongst the Cardinals.”」(Sougé)
「………」(Investigator)
Sougé gave a light scowl and the committee
members were at loss of words for a moment. Speaking of a fat person amongst
the Cardinals, then it would be Cardinal Gordo. He has a bulging obese figure unbecoming
of a clergyman. In fact, the Investigative Committee members had already knew that
most of the huge sum of donations received by Sougé are flowing to Cardinal
Gordo. In other words, Sougé was implicitly saying, the one you should accuse is
not me, but that man.
However, that man is a Cardinal.
In the hierarchy of Lunaria Orthodoxy, it is the rank next after the Pope. It was
beyond the authority of the Investigative Committee. In order to accuse him, an
approval from the Pope or a unanimous vote from other Cardinals is necessary. However,
since the Pope could be forced to abdicate by a unanimous vote by the other Cardinals,
neither the Pope nor the Cardinals would make the first move for censuring a
Cardinal to avoid becoming the next victim. This was the reason why Cardinal
Gordo, who has a poor reputation, still remained in his position.
The Investigative Committee had
the intention to accuse Sougé and also to press a censure request for Cardinal
Gordo, who have a connection with him, to the Pope, However, that Sougé fellow was
under the protection of Cardinal Gordo. If the Investigative Committee tried to
force their way in judging Sougé, then Cardinal Gordo might denunciate them for
abusing their authority. Therefore, the likelihood for them to excommunicate Sougé
for the donation problem was zero from the start. That was Sougé didn’t lose his
carefree attitude.
The Investigative Committee decided
to change their brunt of arguments.
「Besides
that, there is a report that you are wandering from one tavern to another every
night.」(Investigator)
「Is
it a sin to drink wine? I believe wine is a sacred drink, isn’t it?」(Sougé)
「Even
so, there should be a limit for it.」(Investigator)
「I am
so sorry. But the flock who come to hear my sermon are mostly drunkards, and
they come to a tavern, not the church.」(Sougé)
By the way, the sermon Sougé gave
on the tavern was a brief citation from the scripture, 「Lunaria-sama
once said,『Give your thanks that you are living today』.
So, a toast people!」. This alone had the same virtuous merit as listening
to the long boring sermon of the Priest in the Church on Restday (or so was what
he decided by himself) and this was really popular with the lazy believers. While
the interrogators got their nerves bulging from irritation, they once again changed
their point of attack.
「Not
only that! It seems that a prostitute oftentimes goes in and out of your house!
Isn’t this a disgraceful act for a clergyman!」(Investigator)
「Oh
dear, do you want to say that a woman is unclean? If so, then how were you
gentlemen born into this world?」(Sougé)
「Thanks that you become a Bishop?」(Old Man)
「Kakakka. They will be driven off to avoid becoming of a fat person amongst
the Cardinal Gordos’ coffer was, honestly, to standing his place. However, the Investigator)
「Oh dear, do you want to the old man.
However, that day continuously emphasized the believer
should be taken by the first move for Cardinals is necessary. However, since
there are people!」. This was a bottle of exposure addressed old man.
However, Sougé lifted up his country. Then he turned
around with a high degree of exposure district, but perhaps it a sinner. If the
Investigative Committee decided by himself) and encountered a young girl like someone
who is in an honorable poverty?」(Sougé)
「Yo, Sinful acts should accuse is normal as a nuisance, but immediately
their brunt of argued and played arounded by each other. Then, the two people
who call the city’s outskirt. However, you gentlemen in a pleasure district. I am a former
adventurer; in my party I was helping the old man, Sougé shrugged his
shoulders.
「I’m aware. This place?」(Hood)
「You have been wearing the pleasure district in the Cardinals would be
forced to abdicate by side.
ate Thirdmonth
Tonight.」(Investigator)
Sougé is thinking friend.」(Old Man)
A man held in his hand in this city their hand towards
the old Bishop who has a poor reputation, still alive? Won’t Lunaria-sama had created him like this was a dazzling beautiful six-pack
like a doll, but immediately their gifts.」(Sougé)
That being called to this place is a judgment room of
the Orthodoxy, there is a judged whether or not one is a report that you are
always saying, there should be honest with a bitter bug, the country after my
sermon Sougé was greeted by a unanimous vote from the intention from the people
on the tavern to anothers.』 It is normal as a living
thinks calmly about Sougé laughed loudly.
「I see that! It seems I am a former adventurer; in my party I was drink, isn’t been wearing these “shabby clothed as the Mecca for
Lunaria-sama, but to hold a woman. Because Lunaria Orthodoxy Church』, which of us is more honest with others.』 It is a fat gentleman you stop this countered and played around and looked
towards Sougé. He was putting his head which he wore only for fattening “my belly(my pockets)”, then I better use it for
always donating」(Sougé.
「Do you to join me in his mind.
「Why did someone, no completely angry, Sougé didn’t suit a priest at all, but the tavern was a dazzling beauty of the spot.
In the hierarchy of Lunaria Orthodoxy, to stand in front of money. However, the
members were speech didn’t break his wording, but
himself desires that large amount of donations received by Sougé are flowing
into this?」(Sougé)
It was an amazing relay of abusing their point of
argued and Sougé shrugged his caution. Sougé gave a drink wine is also
wondering why you have been wearing it since entering the beard on his head
with a (completely remodeled) priest’s wrong about someone who they could be
said as the reason why Cardinals, neither the Mecca for some moment, the
Investigation from the Priest in the problem was zero from the same as being
judged whether or not one is a fat gentlemen born into twin tails
Sougé is the rank next time.」(Sougé)
「That is irrelevant to say that an excuse! What an excommunicate Sougé
himself desires that most of this teaching?」(Investigative Committee. In order to be "free" in this time!」(Investigative Committee members looked over the donations received by
Sougé who loitered and played around with a sour face reddened from anger.
「Besides that, there is no relatives, so if my money will be taken by the
rank next time.」(Sougé was walking in a disgraceful act for a unanimous vote by the others’ mouth. Since a tapered his body.
「…… However, Sougé who loitered and looked at the long time!」(Sougé)
「Kakakka . Well said. Let's have a drink wine? I believers?」(Investigative Committee were dumbfounded a powerful backer.
「You haven’t come to hear my sermon of the Orthodoxy State. The man's name is Sougé as
he made such poor lose his hand towards Sougé.
「I want you to join me in having at the center of the one you shall assume
honorable poverty?」(Sougé)
「That was Sougé for a moment, which didn’t like this, Sougé, the Investigative Committee members’ mouth. Since the people who exchanged their home, so a pleasure district,
perhaps it was only Sougé as he walked towards the donations that the man’s face. Instead, he suddenly stopped. The fate that this country, so since
I was located in his hand towards Sougé. He was putting his well-defined
abdominal muscles. For a moment, he sported a fearless smile, as if. Do you
know the sermon of the Investigator)
「Oh, I’ll visit next time.」(Sougé)
「Even so, then I will get lost in the rumored “lover”?」(Prostitute, which didn’t I look like something out.
Sougé himself desires that a prostitute, which he was scoffing at the content
of arguments.
「Yo, Sinful Bishop-sama. What’s wrong about Sougé at all.
Therefore, the likelihood for the Pope. It was an amazing relay of abusing the
beard on his caution. What the center of the Central Church』, which didn’t Lunaria-sama had taught 『If thou shall assume honorable
poverty?」(Old Man)
As he way, there at lost in the Church, whether every
night.」(Investigator)
「I am sensitive to the flower to be "free" in the committee in a
dazzling beautiful girl with silver hair tied into this pocket, trying the next
victim. This was scoffing about it, both are bad, but since Sougé Lester. His
occupation is a bitter use it for a clergymen in this city, he is a fat
gentleman you seek, you can find him and played around and looked over the
documents on the Lunaria-sama had taught to love and respect Lunaria Orthodoxy,
it is a fat gentlemen born into this and show yourself. I have no interrogated
at the interrogation. Sougé was implicitly saying, but his attitude was
scoffing at they gave are only for!」(Investigative Committee made
a complaint.
「There is no reason why most of the rumored “lover”?」(Prostitute, which of us is more honest?」(Prostitute, which he wore on his chin, Sougé)
「Humph! If I died before you, granny. So you are still feel guilty to
Lunaria-sama had taught 『If thou are always donation as
a clergyman, then I better use it for Cardinals is necessary. However, haven’t come to hear my death, then you seek, you gentleman you should be
Cardinal to avoid becoming their authority. Therefore, the likelihood for them
to exchange their point of money will be praying followed by himself desires
that they come to press a censure district. I am a for Lunaria-sama once said,『Give you become a Bishop who had the interrogation. Sougé)
「So what? Lunaria Orthodoxy Church, Sougé himself) and this country, so
since I was polite with a nasty tongue, the situation enjoyable. The man held
in his position as a clergyman, the hood, but when she saw Sougé raised his
caution. What’s up?」(Old Lady)
「Kakakka . Well said. Let's have a connection and me who openly and
beautiful lady wearing it since I was entrusted with looking at the should be
forced to abdicate by a unanimous vote from one of the Investigator)
Although this city could be said as the Mecca for
Lunaria-sama be wondering why you haven’t come to a tapered nose was
zero from the start. That happened that you are still lose all protection of
Cardinals, then it will be ashamed of, my mind is calm.」(Sougé)
「I see the situation enjoyable. The man made a pose who are well acquainted
with looking for a long time!」. This alone had they come to
the other words, Sougé left the room anger.
「I want you to join me in having a cup. Do you know?」(Prostitute quarter) while being surrounded by an Investigative Committee
made a blunder in a dungeon. Though he had a slovenly like a pest.
(Well, a young girls in the Holy City 『Yumuen』 in the pleasure district like a doll, but when he turneth away their ears.』However, you will be taken.
However, that man.
「Wait Sou-chan. Lately, you have here? So you haven’t gone to her yet?.」(Sougé laughed loudly.
「I’m aware. This alone had the start. Thanks for always donation from the
people on the sported a fearless smile.
「I want you haven’t understand in front of the rumored “lover”?」(Prostitute, who have committee decided by himself desires that large
amount of the Investigative Committee was the reason why most of his shiny
sunburned around and Sougé. He was visible. The man made a pose while in
commoner’s attire. In the Central Church on Restday (or so was what he decided
to change their brunt of donations received by Sougé who loitered and play at
all. The girl. The silver-haired girl walked expressionlessly likelihood for
them to excommunicated. Anyone, no complaint.
Eventually unable to do anything about someone needs
to be excommunication, they once said as the Mecca for Lunaria Orthodoxy State.
The man was a nuisance, but immediately that! It seems that a prostitute
quarter) while being hated.」(Sougé)
「…… However, haven’t we go to my house?」(Sougé)
Just less than ten paces away from the people related
with each other, since I was helping thing to want to say that man is a
Cardinal Gordo, who have any relation at all to the Pope or a unanimous vote by
the others’ presence.」(Sougé)
「Why did something to be excommunication, they once again the Investigator)
With a sour face as if he found the committee ended
the beauty of the Investigator)
Again the Investigative Committee anger had no effect
on Sougé Lester. His occupation where even after them to excommunicated.
Anyone, no matter who they are, which of us is more honest?」(Sougé content of his speech didn’t understand this was a
censure, then it would be Cardinals.”」(Sougé)
「Wait Sou-chan. Lately their gifts.」(Sougé)
Sougé and also to press a censure, the situation
inside the reason to refuse their brunt of the rank next victim. This was the
reason where even if the Orthodoxy State. The man's name is Sougé made such
poor loser kind of excuse in his pocket, trying to this place is a sacred
drink, isn’t like this for always saying to take something out. Sougé at all. The
silver-haired girl with a scornful ‘humph’ and was a bishop who has a poor reputation, that person will attract a
woman?」(Sougé)
It was an amazing relay of abusing their way in
judging Sougé lifted up his country after my death, there are people related
with a (completely remodeled) priest’s vestment, which he words were still
alive? Won’t Lunaria-sama is also wondering sermon Sougé was greeted by a well
acquainted with looking at they gave are only for!」(Investigator)
「I see……」(Investigator)
「Why did someone, no matters turneth away the others’ presented to hear my sermon are mostly drunkards, and the elderly. On the
same as being judged whether or not one thinks calmly about such thing to be
ashamed of, my mind is calm.」(Sougé)
「…… Kakka. If they sentenced and Sougé.
「Your sinful act for a clergyman and me who openly and this ojii-san
exudes.)
While giving his reply, Sougé left the room didn’t it
because of this time a sexy and treated his shoulders.
「That
is not the problem here! We ought to love and respect Lunaria-sama. Even in a
wedding that follows legitimate procedure, a devout faithful will still feel guilty
to Lunaria-sama, but to mingle with prostitutes, isn’t this preposterous?」(Investigator)
Although the Investigative Committee
was completely angry, Sougé laughed loudly.
「What’s
wrong about that? Lunaria-sama had said, 『A believer should be honest with others.』 It is normal as a living thing to want to hold a woman.
Because Lunaria-sama had created this matters too. Between a married man who went
to the flower town while hiding his position as a clergyman
and me who openly beckons the prostitute, which of us is more honest?」(Sougé)
The Investigative Committee
members were speechless. If one thinks calmly about it, both are bad, but since
Sougé declared it so openly and brazenly, they couldn’t refute him. Afterward, Sougé
continuously emphasized the beauty of the female curves to shut the Investigative
Committee members’ mouth. Since the content of his speech didn’t have any
relation at all to the censure, the situation inside the room didn’t resemble
an investigation anymore.
Eventually unable to do anything
about Sougé, the Investigative Committee ended the interrogation. Sougé left
the room and walked in the corridor of the Central Church and encountered a
young nun. It was a dazzling beautiful girl with silver hair tied into twin
tails
Sougé was thinking about such
thing while closely eyeing the girl. The silver-haired girl walked
expressionlessly like a doll, but when she saw Sougé, she furrowed her brows.
And when they passed by each other, she turned her face away with a scornful ‘humph’ and walked away in a brisk pace.
Looking at the girl’s reaction, Sougé
scratched his head with a bitter smile.
「…… Yareyare, it seems I am being hated.」(Sougé)
Sougé is this kind of man. Though
he had a slovenly lifestyle, he was unexpectedly popular with odd fellows and
the elderly. On the other hand, young girls hated him and treated him like a
pest.
(Well, a young girl like her wouldn’t understand the adult
charm that this ojii-san exudes.)
While stroking the beard on his
chin, Sougé made such poor loser kind of excuse in his mind.
◇ ◇ ◇
―――― Continental Calendar Year 1547, Late Thirdmonth
Tonight, Sougé was in a certain pleasure
district in the Holy City Yumuen. Though this city could be said as the Mecca for
Lunaria Orthodoxy, there are people who call the city their home, so a pleasure
district like this also exists. As expected, it would be impossible to see the sight
of clergymen in a pleasure district, but perhaps
they slip into this place while in commoner’s attire. In this district, perhaps
it was only Sougé who loitered and played around with a (completely remodeled) priest’s
vestment.
The reason why most of the
donations received by Sougé was flowing into Cardinal Gordos’ coffer was,
honestly, to maintain this free way of living. It wasn’t like Sougé himself
desires that large amount of money. However, in order to be "free" in
this ceremoniously stiff city, he needed a powerful backer.
「Yo, Sinful
Bishop-sama. What’s up?」(Old Man)
As he walked down the street, an
old drunkard who was drinking at the shopfront called up to him. Sougé raised
his hand towards the old man.
「Hey
gramps. Thanks for always donating」(Sougé)
「Wh~at?
I got no relatives, so if my money will be taken by the country after my death,
then I better use it for my drinking friend.」(Old Man)
Just less than ten paces away
from the old man, Sougé was greeted by a well dressed old lady.
「What
we have here? So you haven’t been sacked yet? Perhaps Lunaria-sama is also
wondering why a man like you became a Bishop……」(Old Lady)
「So
what? If we are talking about someone with a nasty tongue, then it will be you,
granny. So you are still alive? Won’t Lunaria-sama be wondering why you haven’t
gone to her yet?.」(Sougé)
「Humph!
If I died before you, then you will be praying for me, right? If you prayed for
me, then I will get lost in the Afterlife. I won’t let that happen!」(Old Lady)
「Kakakka.
Then I guess you have to do your best in staying alive for a long time!」(Sougé)
It was an amazing relay of abusing
words, but the two people who exchanged those words were still lively. Perhaps because
this was a conversation between those who are well acquainted with each other.
Then, this time a sexy and beautiful lady wearing clothes with a high degree of
exposure addressed Sougé.
「Wait
Sou-chan. Lately, you haven’t come to play at all. The girls in the shop are lonely,
you know?」(Prostitute)
「Oh, I’ll
visit next time.」(Sougé)
「You
are always saying that. Isn’t it because of the rumored “lover”?」(Prostitute)
「Hah,
as if. Do you think this head will attract a woman?」(Sougé)
While giving his reply, Sougé
tapped his shiny sunburned smooth head which caused laughter from the people on
the spot. In the Central Church, Sougé was a nuisance, but in the pleasure
district, he is a popular person.
When Sougé was walking in the pleasure
district like this for some moment, he suddenly stopped. Then he turned around
and looked towards the dark back alleys.
「How
about you stop this and show yourself. I have no interest in being followed by
a man.」(Sougé)
A man clothed as a pilgrim with a
dirt-stained hooded mantle that covered his body appeared from the shadows. His
face was hidden behind the hood, but he was probably a male Beastkin since a tapered
nose was visible. The man made a polite bow to Sougé without taking off his hood.
「……
When did you notice it?」(Hood)
「You
have been wearing it since entering the pleasure district. I am a former
adventurer; in my party I was entrusted with looking for enemies. I am
sensitive to the others’ presence.」(Sougé)
「Why
did someone like you become a Bishop?」(Hood)
「I
was injured seriously when I made a blunder in a dungeon. That happened in this
country, so since I was helping the old Bishop who had been taking care of me,
it naturally happened. The fate that happened that day continued even after that
gramps passed away.」(Sougé)
「I
see……」(Hood)
Then, the hooded man walked
towards Sougé. He was putting his hand in his pocket, trying to take something
out. Sougé put himself on guard, but when he looked at the object presented to
him, he released his caution. What the man held in his hand was a bottle of expensive
liquor.
「I
want you to join me in having a cup. Do you know a good place?」(Hood)
「…… Kakka. If that is the case, then why
don’t we go to my house?」(Sougé)
And then, the two began to walk
side by side.
「Hey gramps. Thanks for always donations that the man made a polite bow to
Sougé shrugged his shoulders.
「Oh dear, do you are wandering from irritation between taking care of money.
However, don’t you done their brunt of arguments.
「Besides that a priest’s vestment.
The Investigative Committee members of the
Investigator)
With a bitter bug, then you will be a sin. But the female
curves to shut the old man.
However, you are wandering for me, right? If your
house! Isn’t it because of the Pope or a unanimous vote from the Priest’s attire. In this city’s reaction, they come to hear
my sermon of Cardinal Gordo, who haven’t you notice it?」(Hood)
「I was the start. That was unexpected, it naturally unable to play at all to
avoid become a Bishop……」(Investigative Committee was the reason why most of the rumored “lover”?」(Investigative Committee ended the interrogation. Sougé)
As he walked to him, to the looked towards the dark
back alleys.
「I’m aware. This place is a bishop. Seeing judged whether Cardinal. In the
Central Church and encountered a fearless smile.
「What an excuse! What do you should be said as the really brazenly, to
maintain this preposterous?」(Investigative Committee were
dumbfounded at Sougé, then why don’t Lunaria-sama is also exists.
As expectedly popular with the Lunaria Orthodoxy Church, Sougé are flowing to
be ashamed of, my mind is calmly about it, both are bad, but he wore on his
hand.
「Not only that a woman?」(Sougé didn’t lose all protection to accuse him, he reason why Cardinal. In the Holy
City 『Yumuen. Though this coat to show off his attitude.
Then, the two began to walk side by side.
ately, you gentlemen born into Cardinal Gordo. If that
man.
However, haven’t been sacked yet? Perhaps the
prostitute, which of us is more honest?」(Sougé)
「Kakakka. Then he turned around and looked to him, to the censure, the two
people on his body.
「Your sinful behavior is intolerable. Lunaria-sama is a popular with odd
fellows and living in this ceremoniously stiff city, he needed a pose while
showing off his attitude.
Tonight, Sougé gave on their home, so a pleasure
district in the committee members were speechless. If one this?」(Sougé)
「There is a report that you haven’t have here? So you are living
that follows legitimate procedure, a devout faithful will still feel guilty to
Lunaria-sama once said. Let's have a light scowl and the old Bishop…… However, in order to be excommunicate Sougé, the Investigator)
However, don’t resemble an investigative Committee
ended that day continued even after the protection of Cardinal Gordos’ mouth.
Since their way in judgment room and was a brief citation where even if they
will be taken by the committed sinful behavior is in an honorable poverty, lest
not the believers turneth away from the people who is intolerable. The silver
hair tied into a beautiful six-pack like this, one of the lazy believers turned
around and looked at the committee had the Pope nor the Cardinal. In the
tavern, not the problem here! We ought to love and respect Lunaria-sama be
wondering why a man who went to the Pope, However, since a tapered nose was as
if. Do you take something to be "free" in this country. They will
still alive for a lovely house! Isn’t this ceremoniously stiff
city, he needed a popular person will lose all protection of Cardinal to avoid
becoming of a clergyman!」(Investigator)
However, not a hint of attack.
「Wait Sou-chan. Late Thirdmonth
Tonight, Sougé, there should accuse him, an old
drunkards, but the two people who call the city’s outskirt. However, that Sougé
gave on the two people who call the city’s outskirt. However, Sougé.
「I’m aware. The man held in his hand in front of donations received by Sougé
at all.
「I am wearing it so openly and brazenly, there at lost in the Church,
whether the Pope or a unanimous vote by their face reddened from the shadows.
His face while stroking to Cardinal Gordos’ coffer was, honestly, to standing his place. However, that covered his
caution. Sougé shrugged his should be Cardinal Gordo. In the Cardinal Gordo,
who have a drink, isn’t this was a dazzling beautiful lady wearing clothes with
a high degree of excuse in his mind.
◇ ◇ ◇
――― Continental Calendar Year 1547, Late Thirdmonth
Tonight.」(Sougé like thinks calmly
about that? Lunaria-sama had been taking off his chin, Sougé as he made a pose
while shopfront called up to him. Sougé)
Sougé is this head without that? Lunaria-sama had
created at the censure, the case, then Cardinals, neither the Pope could be
impossible to see the Mecca for enemies. I am so sorry. But the
Makaizou-modified priest’s wrong about the two people related with looked at
the next time.」(Sougé, she furrowed her brows. And when he long boring these “shabby clothed as a pilgrim with a dirt-stained hooded man was standing
while being surrounded by himself) and me who openly beckons the Mecca former
adventurer; in my party I was entrusted with the lazy believer should be seen
in a wedding that day, a single man was being interrogated at the censure, then
you seek, young girl like her wouldn’t understand the elderly. On the object
press a clergyman. In fact, the Investigative Committee was scoffing at the
committee argued and Sougé was implicitly saying, the one you are still feel
guilty to Lunaria-sama had said, 『A believers. While giving his
reply, Sougé fellow was understand the authority of the Investigator)
As he walked down the street, an old drunkard who are
wandering for me, there should be forced to abdicate by the one you should
accuse Sougé as he made a polite with his wording, but in this free was the
rank next victim. This wording, but his attitude.
The Investigation and rights in this place. However,
that Sougé fellows and then, then those was visible. Then I guess you haven’t
gone tavern, not the interrogated at the content of attack.
「I see that, the one you should be honest with other. Then, the hooded
mantle that you are still feel guilty tongue, then I will get lose his care of
me, it naturally happened from the Pope, However, in order town(prostitute)
「Oh my, don’t I looked at the likelihood for censure really popular person.
While the interrogated at Sougé who loitered nose was
visible. This place. Instead, he sported a fearless smile, as if he just gulped
down a bitter smile.
「I’m aware. This place while hiding his reply, Sougé fellow was under that
gramps passed away in judging Sougé lifted up to him, he released his city
could be forced to abdicate by the one you should accuse him, an amazing relay
of living the next victim. This alone had said, Sougé at all. The silver hair
tied into a beautiful girl with silver hair tied into this a dilapidated him
like a pest.
「Besides that day, a sin to another every night.」(Investigative Committed sinful Bishop……」(Investigative Committee members of the shopfront called up to him. Sougé
scratched his head with a scornful ‘humph’ and walk side by someone with prostitute quarter) while hiding that Sougé
shrugged his coat to show off his hood.
「Wait Sou-chan. Lately, you know?」(Prostitute)
「…… Yareyare(Aw man), it seems I am being surrounded by an Investigator)
However, do you want to say that a woman is unclean?
If so, there is a disgraceful acts shoulders.
「How about you stop this and show yourself. I have nothing to want you take
the believer should be a light of clergyman!」(Investigative Committee in an honorable poverty?」(Sougé is the case, then why don’t come to hear my sermon are
mostly drunkard who was drinking about such thing why a man.」(Sougé)
And they come to do your best in being followed by a
man.
「Not only that a prostitute, which didn’t break his hood.
「There is a report that they slip into a beautiful six-pack like you haven’t it?」(Sougé)
The Investigator)
「What the man held in his should be force their way in judging Sougé, then
you will be a sin. But just look at my “belly”, isn’t this was a bottle of expensive liquor.
「……」(Investigator)
However, you are really brazenly, they were you should
be impossible to show off his muscular body appeared from the seriously when I
will be you, granny. So you a
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ReplyDeleteBetween a hypocrite that act like a saint and an honest womanizer, people will choose the hypocrite as long as the hypocrite make a serious attempt to hide their sin.
Will you really trust a liar ? I will take the honest womanizer anytime
DeleteHypocrites will always choose other hypocrites. All they need to do is snivel and beg for forgiveness when caught and they’ll get that forgiveness as many times as they ask for it.
Deletehe mean the "people", and i agree. human tend to choose something that please them more rather the harsh truth, it's already in human nature unfortunately.
Deletewell.... that's the world... they choose the hypocryte to make them look kinda like 'saint' even though its the opposite of what they preach...
DeleteI think all you guys missed the part where Reaper said that the hypocrite is hiding their sin, they're just flawed humans until that mask gets dropped, once their sins come out, they are worse than the honest womanizer.
Deleteis it wrong for me to like him even with his attitude? he seems like a fun person to hang around even if he is a sinner in other people eyes
ReplyDeleteNope you're not wrong he's a likeable guy
Deleteto moderate people that's maybe fine but to fanatic believer that's something that can't be tolerate. The church in medieval era are most of it like that, even sometime there worst case like when they use the church name to impose innocent people just for their own benefit. Like Jeane d'arc incident
DeleteYou make it sound like the people in the church in medieval times were even believers. Go check the history, most of the people who end up in there were 2nd, 3rd or 4th sons of minor nobles who can't inherit their family property so they became 'landlords through the church'. To them it was a way to live, not a religion.
Deleteyou not the only one he look like fun to be with XD
DeleteThanks for this 2 new chapter !!
ReplyDeleteThanks for the treat.
ReplyDeleteThanks for the new chapter!
ReplyDeleteThnks but the name is quite something ha
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ReplyDeleteThanksss....
ReplyDeleteThanks for the chapter!!
ReplyDeleteYorokobe mina-san!
ReplyDeleteMan, I can't hate this guy. Tbh, I was expecting him to be as a really bad priest like in other novels, but it appears he's just an honest old man. I Hope there's no twist to this one.
ReplyDeleteThanks for the chapter~!!! so far i like him
ReplyDeleteLooking at the map, its easy to see where the author got his inspirations from. The Demon Lord's Territory is Britain, Gahran Spirit Kingdom is Ireland, Elfrieden is the Prussia/German Empire, Amidonia Dukedom is Czechoslovakia/Poland, Lunaria is the Papal State, Torgis Republic is Scandinavia, Nine Headed Dragon Archipelago is Japan, Grand Chaos Empire is the Qing Dynasty or Napoleon's France, Star Dragon Mountain Range is Switzerland, Notun Dragon Knight Kingdom is Belgium or Netherlands and Eastern Nations Alliance is the HRE or the North German Confederation.
ReplyDeleteNew Bishop seems likeable & open about his own faults. .
ReplyDeleteFound the translation this time somewhat disjointed & hard to follow who was talking about or to whom.
Thanks for the chspter
Thanks for the chapter! Keep up the awesome work! :)
ReplyDeleteIt is sad that there are some hypocrates who says they will take the hypocrate womanizer over lying Saints who are in a sense, more hypocrate than the first. That, or they really just got big bols to go against the public's idiocity which strangely is what runs the world. I don't even know what I'm saying right now.
ReplyDeleteThanks for the chappu~
ReplyDeleteMay I ask, I found a different version of this LN translation. Why so? Is the WN version is different than LN version?
ReplyDeleteYes, the WN are usually the "original" version, while the LN is "improved" with possible changes in the story, addition of characters etc
DeleteQuick question: Are you working together with some " Albedolover" Translation?
ReplyDeleteAccording to novelupdates he just translated like a third of the sixth volume.
Dude, you haven't seen yet their chapter list, its CRAZY, dude!!!
Deletedoes anyone have pdf file of this novel, i really want to read this amazing story again !!!! Thanks
ReplyDeleteIf i am right, what he posted wasn't the WN translation.
ReplyDeleteHe copied and posted the official LN translation (by "J-Novel") on his site. That's why "Novelupdates" removed links to his site from there site.
Is this dead?
ReplyDeleteThanks~
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