Chapter 1534: Do You Want It or Not?

"Longyan?"

The Priest looked at him with unkind eyes.

Because after the Longyan Chief Minister Liu Zheng publicly supported Protestantism, neither the believers nor the priests of Catholicism had the slightest bit of good will toward the Longyan.

The Priest did not give him a pleasant look and said indifferently, "Since you are a believer of the Lord, then you must be willing to donate."

"I am not."

"It seems your faith in the Lord is not pious enough, sir." The Priest's tone was flat, but the meaning in his words was aggressive.

The Priest turned to look at the believers and said, "Everyone heard just now, these two people are here to swindle you."

"They promised you food in exchange for your labor, and now they aren't giving it to you."

"They are only having you tend the fields now, so will they force you to sell your land for food next?"

Hearing this, the disaster victims immediately became clamorous.

Even the few refugees who had helped set up the porridge shed and maintain order looked at Liu Zheng and Teresa with unkind eyes.

Teresa felt disheartened at this moment; she had considered many possibilities that could have led to the large number of starving people in Prague.

But she had never suspected that it could be something the Holy See had done.

Teresa gave a bleak smile; what Catholicism.

What "God loves the world"!

It's all bullshit!

The refugees glared at Liu Zheng and Teresa one after another, and someone said, "Grab these two swindlers!"

"We want to get back the return for our labor!"

"Right!"

The refugees completely lost control at this moment, and the scene immediately fell into chaos.

The Priest watched coldly from the side.

He looked at Liu Zheng and Teresa with a thick smile; facing the angry starving people, it was impossible for these two not to be torn in half by the angry mob.

Heh, this food—you'll hand it over whether you want to or not!

The porridge shed was quickly pushed over by the refugees, and the people Liu Zheng brought were desperately trying to maintain order.

Those few refugees who had once helped them were the most ferocious and the most aggressive in grabbing the food.

Seeing this scene, Teresa felt as if her heart were being cut by a knife.

She tried her best to stabilize the emotions of these refugees, but at this moment, these refugees who had listened to the Priest's incitement could not take in a single word.

Just at this moment, with a bang.

The chaotic disaster victims suddenly stopped dead.

They all turned their heads to look at once, and their expressions changed drastically.

"A gun!"

Liu Zheng held an incredibly exquisite gun in his hand, with faint smoke still on the muzzle.

Liu Zheng swept his cold eyes over everyone; these disaster victims all avoided his gaze one after another, not daring to look at Liu Zheng.

They knew how terrifying guns were and had a natural fear of them.

Liu Zheng's expression was calm as he placed his gaze on the Priest's face.

The moment Liu Zheng fired the shot, the Priest's face turned gloomy, and Liu Zheng revealed a smile.

"Priest, I am a loyal believer of the Lord!"

The Priest snorted coldly, "Then why are you unwilling to contribute the food for the Lord?"

Liu Zheng sighed, "Priest, you have misunderstood me."

"It is not that I am unwilling to offer it to the Lord, it is just that the Lord teaches us to be honest and, even more, not to owe people things."

"This cart of food was bought with debt; if I give it to the Lord, the Lord would need to bear my debt."

"That would weigh on my conscience."

Liu Zheng put on a look of deep distress.

He looked at the Priest with full expectation: "This cart of food was bought with three thousand Gold Coins I borrowed."

"I can offer it to the Lord, but this debt will also belong to the Lord."

"What do you think?"

The Priest's face was incredibly gloomy; he stared at Liu Zheng's expectant and smiling face, wishing he could smash it to pieces.

He caught a glimpse of the refugees' expressions out of the corner of his eye, looking as if they had understood.

Some were even whispering among themselves below.

"It seems we misunderstood Mr. Liu."

"I didn't expect him to be such a righteous person, bearing huge debt to come and provide us relief."

"Yeah, he even thought of the Lord and made such a great sacrifice."

Austria uses Silver Coins and copper coins.

These refugees had no concept of Gold Coins.

The Priest was now in a dilemma; he stared at Liu Zheng—although he had plenty of food, three thousand Gold Coins...

"Is that food of yours made of gold?"

Liu Zheng chuckled, "How should I put it? In this day and age, even a Noble has no surplus; if you think this is expensive, I think it's expensive too."

"Do you want it or not, Priest? Three thousand Gold Coins."

The Priest glared at him, his expression looking as if he wanted to kill, but he did not make a move.

He knew full well that the other party was just playing with him, but the Priest had no Method at all.

Liu Zheng was quoting scriptures; he could accuse Liu Zheng of having ill intentions, but he could not refute the Bible.

This ran counter to his status.

Moreover, the refugees below were whispering among themselves; if he really accepted it, he would be cursed to death if he did not pay the three thousand Gold Coins.

The Priest gave a cold snort and turned to leave, feeling helpless.

Liu Zheng chuckled, looked at the departing Priest, and shouted loudly: "It really isn't that I won't give, it's just that the conditions don't allow it."

The Priest's footsteps faltered, his fists clenched tightly inside his sleeves, and his gaze was as if he wanted to eat someone.

However, the moment he turned around, a spring-breeze smile appeared on his face again: "No matter, the Lord accepts your good intentions."

Finally, under the gaze of the refugees, the Priest left with quick strides.

Seeing the disheveled appearance of these Priests as they left, Liu Zheng gave a cold snort.

He looked at Teresa to the side, whose face was already filled with complex emotions.

Liu Zheng knew that Teresa was a devout believer of Catholicism, and after seeing the conduct of the Catholic Church, it had created a huge conflict with her principles.

Her entire faith had collapsed; this feeling must be hard to bear.

Liu Zheng sighed; for this matter, he could only give Teresa time to let her calm down.

Just at this moment, Teresa suddenly grabbed Liu Zheng's hand.

Liu Zheng watched as she went from being bewildered to gradually becoming firm, and she said in a deep voice: "Liu Zheng, I need to go to the main city of Prague!"

Liu Zheng was stunned; the main city of Prague should have been the most prosperous place.

But precisely because of that, the most refugees were gathered there, and at the same time, the largest Catholic Church of Prague was there.

After witnessing the ugly face of that Catholic Priest, the Prague Catholic Church was even more extremely dangerous.

It was even possible that the Catholic Church in Prague was the mastermind behind these refugees.

Furthermore, according to the latest intelligence, the Holy Cross Army had already advanced into Prague.

This was not good news.

"The most refugees are there, and the largest Catholic Church of Prague is also there."

"They should know more things; I must go and see why they, the Catholic Church, need so much grain."

Liu Zheng patted her small hand and said: "Very well, but it is too dangerous there; I will accompany you."

Teresa looked at him, but she pulled her hand back and shook her head.

"I am the Grand Duke of Austria; I can handle this matter alone."

"You are a Longyan person, and now that the Holy Cross Army is there, they will certainly not let you go."

"You stay here and help me take care of these refugees; I will go myself," Teresa said solemnly.