I loaded the gods module

Chapter 74 We will cross the dark night
"You said that the Deep Sea Company offered you double the price to clean up and renovate, and provided three meals a day for free, as well as extra silver coins for good performance?"

Dean was standing right in front of the airship, watching in a daze the cheerful laborers were hard at work cleaning up the rubble accumulated on both sides of the airship.

"Yes, noble lord, this is exactly the decision of the pastor."

In front of the old man, a carpenter in a coarse shirt nodded awkwardly: "Whether it's the laborers outside the airship who can only do manual work, or us craftsmen who can enter the airship for furniture repair and production, all relevant benefits are completely changed. Many times, everyone is very grateful to the pastor."

The carpenter seemed to be only about 20 years old, very young. He glanced at Dean, who was well-dressed and neat, and quickly lowered his head, with a lingering respect and inferiority in his tone: "My lord, what do you have?" order?"

"You misunderstood me. I'm not a nobleman. I'm just... um... a teaching assistant at Violet Academy."

The old man shook his head lightly, he reached out and took out a copper coin from his pocket: "Sorry for taking up your working time, this is mine..."

"You...you are actually the tutor of Violet Academy!"

To Dean's surprise, after hearing the old man's occupation, the young carpenter became inexplicably excited. He raised his head, and his eyes, which seemed to be covered with gray, lit up.

Under the surprised gaze of the old man, the young man's face turned red, and he no longer looked at the old man with humble eyes, replaced by gratitude and respect from the heart.

"Master Tutor, my elder brother graduated from the basic application of steam at Violet Academy!"

The young carpenter was a little at a loss, and his happy tone rose: "I often listen to him tell about those interesting things in the academy, and I often hear him praise those knowledgeable tutors!"

"That's it," Dean also chuckled from the bottom of his heart: "It seems that you have a very good brother, can you tell me his name? Maybe I have seen him before."

As the director of the steam branch, Dean still has the confidence to recall the students he has taught.

but……

"No need, Master Tutor."

The old man saw the young carpenter's eyes dim again.

"Because he's dead."

The smile on Dean's face froze instantly.

The young man turned his head and said softly, "My brother has already died in this airship crash."

"After graduating, he was selected by the church with excellent grades, and thus qualified to walk with the Holy Light. Our family was very happy at that time!"

"But from the day he entered the airship, our family has never seen him again... We haven't even received a reply..."

Perhaps it was the status of the old man's "mentor" that allowed this reserved young man to let go of all barriers, and he gradually became talkative.

"My parents and I have always wanted to see the place where my brother works, and we all want to hear the story of his experience again."

"But how can us ordinary people, who are extremely ordinary, set foot on the Holy Light Temple, which symbolizes the highest glory?"

The voice of the young carpenter was always so calm: "In the end, as you can see, this accident completely erased him from our side."

"Then...after your brother's death..."

For some reason, Dean's usually steady words became a little dry: "Your life must be a lot harder, right?"

"It's not that difficult."

The carpenter rubbed his nose: "Although I am not as promising as my elder brother, I also inherited the carpenter's craft from my father. As long as I work hard, I can support our family."

"There is an excellent mentor named Dean who once taught my elder brother, and my elder brother often uses the words of that mentor to spur my growth."

The young carpenter said word by word: "There is no point in escaping suffering. Fear of the future is nothing but a cowardly act. We must use our own hands to grasp our own destiny. One day..."

"—we will pass through the long dark night."

Dean was completely stunned, and froze in place without saying a word.

"Haha...Actually, I don't really understand the meaning of this sentence...I'm just a little carpenter, I don't dare to show off my words in front of your mentor..."

The young man smiled embarrassedly: "Although I haven't been able to fully comprehend the words of that Dean mentor, but... I believe everything will be fine!"

"We ordinary people may just lack the opportunity to control our own lives a little bit, as long as a little bit is enough..."

The light shining in the young man's eyes was so pure and bright.

"Hey—Cory! Come here and give me a hand! There's a big piece of wood here that needs to be moved in together!"

At this moment, there were shouts from other workers in the distance.

"Come here, come here!"

The young carpenter turned his head and responded loudly. Then, he lowered his head and sincerely expressed his deep gratitude to the old man in front of him.

"Thank you for your willingness to accept my confidant from an unremarkable ordinary person, respected Mr. Tutor."

The young man left, leaving only the silent old man staring at his back quietly.

He is undergoing torture from the depths of his soul.

How long have I been running away?
How long have I been afraid?

Even if I know the cruel nature of the church better than anyone else...why have I been indifferent all this time?

Even the students I personally taught couldn't save...

At this moment, too many familiar but bloody faces flashed through Dean's mind, and the night watchmen's lanterns were broken one after another in the dark night.

Starlight, tentacles, madness, treachery, carnage, despair... During the No. 13 nights when the bells of the Church of the Holy Light rang continuously, there was only one night watchman left in Savile.

So the last night watchman also abandoned the lantern in his hand, escaped from that nightmare like a coward, and curled up in that small office ever since, blindfolded.

At the end of the road of the night watchman who swore to protect all beings, only a paranoid and eccentric old man remained.

Do you regret it?Do you blame yourself?
maybe neither...

Because decades of long time have washed away everything in the old man's heart.

Looking at the back of the extremely ordinary young carpenter, all the chaotic thoughts gradually faded away in the old man's mind.

All that was left was a determination to never turn back.

That's it.

The invisible gravitational force diffused, and a holy gold coin nimbly shuttled through the gaps in the ground, and soon caught up with the panting young man who was carrying the wood.

As if the coin had been given life, it slipped into the young carpenter's trousers.

"Just take it as my tuition..."

Dean smiled. He reached into his arms and took out the folded 'resume'.

Spreading out the paper, the old man picked up the pen he was carrying with him again, and he revised the line of "the last night watchman of the Saffron Kingdom" again.

In its place, 'Once the Night's Watch of the Sapphire Kingdom'

Dean nodded in satisfaction, and put his resume back into his arms.

"Sir, your standing here has already affected the work of the workers."

At this moment, a gentle voice came from behind Dean.

The old man froze for a moment, and Dean turned his head slowly, and saw the pastor standing behind him.

(End of this chapter)