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Tale of Two Rabbits

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    It was late at night, the praying people had dispersed, and the candlelight was still bright in the empty church. Bishop Villefort knelt in front of the statue and repented in a low voice.

    ?God loves the world, and God blesses the world. This is the path that the church firmly believes in and strives for.

    However, right now the church is doing evil things.

    People who plundered all over the place were sold to the east like livestock. Is this something allowed by the gods?  Perhaps some priests believed that the gods allowed serfs to exist for hundreds of years, and which family did not buy and sell slaves?  Catching slaves and selling slaves is a legitimate occupation, and those who have to pay taxes to the country, the church is just a cameo slave trader.

    However, Bishop Villefort could not accept this explanation. How could human trafficking be justified?  He did not reject slaves. He was born in a small nobleman and had slaves in his family. He also bought and sold slaves himself. In the slave market, he looked at the teeth of the slaves, checked their bodies, and bargained for the price.  He didn't feel that there was anything wrong. What could a group of black-skinned Africans, or prisoners of other countries who had been defeated in the war, do without being slaves?  But he trembled as he stood on the bed and watched fishermen, peasants, serfs, freemen, and even passing merchants being overturned with a stick, caught on board a slave ship, thrown on the bottom of the foul-smelling cabin, and sold to the East  up.

    Are those people who are also white-skinned and serious and hard-working, not the lost lambs of the gods?  Why are they really being trafficked like sheep now?

    Bishop Villefort couldn't look directly at the panicked and crying slaves. People who don't believe in gods are unbelievers and heretics, so they are not human?

    He knelt in front of the god statue, terrified in his heart, did he become a demon?

    The candlelight shone on the statue, and the smile of the statue was kind and sharp, as if saying devil, devil, devil!

    Bishop Villefort shrank back in horror, desperately hiding in the shadows, trying to scream, but couldn't make a sound.

    "You, do you know you're wrong?" said a vicissitudes of life voice.

    Bishop Villefort trembled all over, prostrate on the ground and dared not raise his head: "I know, I know!"

    "Alas." The vicissitudes of life sighed, and footsteps sounded, leaving Bishop Villefort, and knelt on the ground to repent before the statue.  "Great God, please forgive me."

    Under the candlelight, the man's face was full of pain and helplessness.

    "The Pope" Bishop Villefort looked at the man and said in a low voice.  The Pope turned his head and looked at Villefort with firm eyes: "In order for the light of the great god to illuminate the world, someone needs to fall into hell. Villefort, will you?"

    Bishop Villefort stared at the statue, respectfully said: "Great god, I am willing."

    The Pope stood up and stared at the statue. Bishop Villefort opened the door to the slave trade. What is this sin compared to him?

    "Your Majesty, the war against Germany is about to begin." A certain bishop walked into the church.

    "For the sake of the great gods." The pope whispered, then turned and walked out of the church.

    "Occupy Germania!"

    Germanic.

    "Kill!" A certain knight yelled loudly, and rushed towards a group of soldiers in front. Those soldiers shot arrows in vain, but were blocked by the plate armor, unable to hurt the knight at all.  The next moment, the horses dispersed the group of soldiers, and a poor soldier was pierced by the knight's spear, lying dead in a pool of blood.

    "Damn lunatics, come here and die!" The knight turned his horse's head and roared loudly. These people from the Holy Frankish Kingdom are all lunatics, and they keep expanding around. Don't you know that this land belongs to him?

    "Just a hundred of these trash, I can still kill them all." The knight yelled contemptuously. These lunatics foolishly challenged the knight master, but without horses, or even sharp swords, how could they defeat the great man?  Sir Knight?  Just a single charge defeated those damn lunatics, and after a few more kills, these lunatics would run away in fear.

    "It's really strange how other knights and nobles failed?" The knight put on his horse's head and was a little surprised. His territory was far away from Frank. How did other nobles and knights lose?  He doesn't know much about far away places, but he still knows about a nobleman more than ten kilometers away. That nobleman's two-handed sword is very powerful. No matter how many religious lunatics who know nothing come, they will be killed.  That nobleman was killed cleanly.

    However, the fact that the religious lunatics were able to come here proved that the noble was defeated.

    "Is there a master lurking?" The knight was very vigilant, and looked around carefully to see if there was a religious paladin.The temptation of pancakes.

    "Ah, wild vegetable cake." Bonaparte whispered, and the Orientals defeated the whole of Europa with wild vegetable cakes.

    "We want to see His Majesty the Great Eastern Emperor. We have a big business to discuss with His Majesty the Emperor." Bonaparte cheered up.

    "What business?" the Oriental asked.  Bonaparte forcibly restrained the anger in his heart, a small soldier, how dare to speak to the noble him like that?  But now there is an important matter, so he must restrain himself. After he completes the task and becomes the lover of the Rabbit Demon, he will kill this little soldier casually. He smiled and said, "10,000 slaves, 5,000 tons of iron ore every month."  Bonaparte knew how to do business, and how could he talk to his boss without frightening people.

    The Eastern soldier was really frightened, and quickly asked his superiors for instructions.

    "Follow me!" The Eastern soldier's attitude improved a lot after he came back.  Bonaparte smiled, bitch.

    In a large room, Bonaparte saw a heroic woman.

    "Great Emperor of the East, I am a businessman from Germany, and I have important business." Bonaparte didn't want to act according to the script of the big belly nobleman. Pretending to be a French businessman is beneficial to Germany, and it is not good for him.  It was expected that the head fell to the ground. If it was exposed when it seemed to be able to seduce the rabbit demon successfully, there would be no place to cry.

    Mu Qing looked at Bonaparte coldly. Every month, some barbarians do some shit in the name of big business. If this guy does the same thing, she will cut off his head.

    Bonaparte felt Mu Qing's coldness, and looked at Mu Qing with all the tenderness in his body: "Your Majesty the Great Eastern Emperor, the first time I saw you, I felt happiness. You are the moon in my heart."

    Mu Qing listened to the translator, and it took him a long time to understand that this guy is here to seduce the Eastern Emperor?  She suddenly thought of an interesting idea.

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