Steel, Guns, and the Industrial Party in Another World-Chapter 38: Naval Discussion 1

TL: Etude

As Paul Grayman and his companions rode back to the church, the townspeople along the way paid their respects to them. After his declarations at the public trial, the residents of Port Fran finally began to show genuine respect for their lord.

The streets were bustling with activity. With the absence of pirates, merchants no longer needed to hide indoors. They set up their stalls along the roads, loudly promoting their goods. Children played and frolicked everywhere, men hurried about their work, and women gathered in groups, either chatting about household matters or browsing and selecting goods from the stalls. The town radiated a thriving and prosperous atmosphere.

Observing all this, Paul suddenly declared, We need to start recruiting sailors for our future navy!

Bryce responded with some difficulty, There are plenty of people familiar with water, but very few who are adept at naval combat.

Time is of the essence, gentlemen. There are still many pirates at sea threatening the Alda territory. Small pirate groups are manageable, but what if a large pirate gang attacks? Even if they cant defeat us on land, what if they raid the coast and then flee? I cant station a soldier every few meters along the coast. We must take the initiative to clear out the pirates, big and small, from the Northwest Bay so I can sleep peacefully.

Bryce agreed, Lord Counts words are wise.

And theres the notorious pirate Edward. Although I dont know what hes up to, he could return any day, and we must be prepared. Weve killed his men, and he will surely seek revenge. I cant just abandon Port Fran and run away; otherwise, wouldnt I be slapping my own face after what I said at the public trial?

Cecil commended, Lord Count is indeed far-sighted!

Paul, looking somewhat embarrassed, said, While I know you speak the truth, its better to refrain from such remarks that might be mistaken for flattery in public. It makes one uncomfortable. Its better to offer more constructive suggestions.

The others looked at each other, slightly bemused.

Ahem! Bryce cleared his throat awkwardly and said, Lord Count, I do have a naval officer I could recommend to you, if youre willing to hear.

Oh? Do tell.

The Captain of the 6th Company of the 2nd Battalion, Austin Kelly, comes from a family of ship merchants. He grew up on the sea and is accustomed to harsh conditions. I think hes an excellent candidate for the navy.

Paul stroked his chin thoughtfully, Hmm, have him come see me once were back. Given our current situation, were in a bit of a rush. Anyone else?

Bryce scratched his head, Well hes the only one that comes to mind for now. freeweb(n)ovel.com

As they continued their discussion, they approached the church, where a crowd was gathered around. Father Morrison was on the steps, gesticulating and speaking loudly about something.

The group listened intently as Father Morrisons voice carried over.

After my prayers, I slowly opened my eyes and saw a fearsome figure standing before me, one of Sharks men, sent to finish me because I refused to submit to them.

Just as I thought I was about to go to heaven to serve the Almighty Lord, suddenly there was a loud noise.

I looked closely and saw the evildoers chest pierced with a large hole. He struggled, twisted in agony, his eyes filled with endless fear as he ended his sinful life.

The townspeople around him listened in silence, engrossed in Morrisons vivid description of the scene.

I looked up and saw a figure at the door. Not particularly tall, but immensely reassuring. A strand of golden sunlight shone on him, so holy, so bright. I wondered, is this the angel sent by the Almighty Lord to save me?

Ah, the omniscient and omnipotent Lord of Light, you have not forsaken your most devout servant.

Father Morrisons narration was so emotive and engaging that the listeners were completely captivated.

Yes, that angel was none other than Lord Paul Grayman. Lord Paul Grayman is the angel sent by the Lord of Light to save me, to save all of you, and to save all beings in the world.

He wielded the thunderbolt staff bestowed upon him by the Lord, able to vanquish the devils followers with a single strike. He shared the mighty power granted to him by the Lord with his warriors, expelling the pirates that infested Port Fran with their fearless spirit.

A commanding voice echoed in my mind, Follow him, assist him. I knew then, it was a divine command from the Lord of Light.

The audience gasped in awe, their belief in the supernatural still strong in this era.

Father Morrison made the sign of the cross, closing his eyes in devout prayer: Praise be to the Almighty Lord!

The audience echoed, Praise be to the Almighty Lord!

Morrison continued, We will always follow Your teachings.

The audience repeated, We will always follow Your teachings.

Morrison proclaimed, Praise be to the great Paul Grayman.

The audience responded, Praise be to the great Paul Grayman. novelbuddy.c om

Morrison concluded, We will always follow in his footsteps.

The audience affirmed, We will always follow in his footsteps.

Bryce commented, Its a pity Father Morrison isnt an actor in the theater.

Cecil, with a hint of disdain, said, Just knows how to flatter and fawn. He seemed to have forgotten his own recent flattery towards the count.

This guy sure knows how to play the game, quickly grasping the essence of his superiors. No wonder he managed to survive unscathed among the pirates until now.

Truth be told, Paul was a bit embarrassed by the performance at the churchs entrance; it was somewhat cringe-worthy. However, he was quite pleased with Morrison, considering the eras common folk were receptive to such displays.

Alright, lets enter from the back so as not to disturb Mr. Morrisons performance, he said with a chuckle, leading everyone towards the churchs back door.

That afternoon, a nervous Captain Austin arrived at the Counts temporary office.

He snapped to attention with a salute, Reporting, Captain Austin Kelly of the 2nd Battalion, 6th Company, at your service.

Paul sized up Austin and motioned towards a chair, Sit down, Captain.

Yes, Lord Count.

After Captain Austin was seated, Paul asked, Captain, do you know why Ive summoned you here?

Austin blinked, Uh are you promoting me, my lord?

Wow! This guy doesnt beat around the bush, doesnt follow the usual formalities. It took Paul by surprise.

He replied, You guessed right, Captain Austin Kelly. Ive called you here to offer you a promotion.

Huh? Really?

Captain Austin looked incredulous, hardly believing his own accurate guess.

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