"Hold there Adventurers!" The guard of the post shouts and halts us.
We did as he ordered. We were tired we just want to sleep in a decent bed somewhere.
A VAF border guard walks up to us, He inspects our gear and said: "I need you to show me what you have in your rucksacks."
We complied and opened the bags. His curiosity turned to suspicion, We were carrying a lot of bibles.
He takes one from Canary's bag. He scans it and said "I'm going to need you to stay in a holding cell. This might be heretical text!"
They threw us in a small cell. And confiscated our rifles.
"Guys, This might turn bad for us!" Boone said voicing his concern.
"I just want to sleep." Quack said The cell was meant to hold just two people As if the cell isn't hot enough the place had poor ventilation the cell should be called a 'Sweatbox' at this point.
"I have a feeling these VAF soldiers are going to ask us where we got these bibles. What are we going to say?!" Boone said He sounded odd he hasn't composed his eyes are restless almost like a dog that is chasing its tail!
"Alright if they ever ask us. At least we will have a common story, Please listen very carefully. or else we are all going to end up in the cross!" Canary said
Basically, we would claim that we came from the Red Zone passing by NUAF territory, We stop by to help a village deal with its Troglodyte problem and received better weapons in return.
But we were so tired that we stripped down to our shirt and boxers, The ladies got the bed, Canary and Quack slept on the table while sitting on the chairs. While I voted to stay on the floor along with Boone.
We fell asleep relatively quickly. Just sprawled all over the place.
I could not stop thinking about Eleanore and Mama. Especially Mama I wonder how she is right now. I hope she got the money I wanted to send.
Early in the morning, we were awoken with tapping in our cells. I looked to the metal grates and it was the guard he was tapping on our cells with a key. I was the only one awake the rest were deep in sleep.
"Wake up your pals." The guard said, "We need to tell you something."
"Hey, guys wake up!" I said and shook Canary and TNT.
"Good morning pals!" TNT said the morning sun was just glistening on her skin, Only now I noticed but her hands were covered in burn scars.
"H-Hey listen, The Bibles that you guys were carrying. The Zealots and Acolytes have read all of it and have concluded it has no alterations. But the quality of the paper isn't the same. We concluded it is made very recently. By a talented man with consistent handwriting!" He said
Honestly, I am impressed they read all of it and analyzed every single one. The explanation of the consistent handwriting is from the printing press.
"We alerted the Pope about it, We have made an offer that you guys might be interested in."
"Go on," Canary said.
"We will offer you 7,300 Pre-War bullets for all of your Bibles. And if you can tell us who recreated this we will gladly ordain all of you all in the Papistry."
As he said that we were just at a loss of words, Let me put that into perspective on what being ordained by the Papistry you become exempt from taxes and you are exempted to some parts of the law. It guaranteed that you will become a rich landlord and your children have a decent shot into nobility.
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