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- Reverend, - said a young man with an intelligent face and a sparse beard to Werner. - Do you have any facts that prove the existence of the Creator?

The missionary sighed. He disliked these kinds of questions the most.
-- You see, the Creator does not manifest Himself materially. If you require physical evidence of the Creator's appearance as proof, then there is none, and there cannot be. But not only things that can be seen or heard, or something else, can be considered proof, but also those that are proven as a result of correct logical reasoning. I will give an example of such a logical inference. Every thing in the world has a reason for its existence, right? But you cannot continue this sequence, this chain of causes to infinity – at some point, its continuation becomes impossible, and a so-called First Cause appears, which is no longer determined by anything else. And the only possible explanation for this is the existence of some supernatural entity that started everything. This entity is the Creator, who created this world.
There are also many examples of the Creator's participation in the lives of ordinary mortals. An undeniable proof of the Creator's existence is also the appearance in human history of great saints and religious figures of the Creator's church, who directly have spiritual revelations from above and thus testify to His existence. The Creator is still reaching out to us. Any sincerely believing person sees and observes many miracles in their life. Any sincere prayer receives an answer. All this allows us to answer the question "Does the Creator exist?" in the affirmative.

- You seem quite well-prepared. Unfortunately, I don't have time to argue with you right now. Maybe another time.

- You tell such interesting stories about Tvorots! - remarked the young woman, the last of Werner's listeners. - I know very little about him, and I would like my children to know more. Wait, you could tell them a lot! Come with me! They are at home right now. You could teach them good things!

-- Creator, lady. Of course, I will be happy to tell your children about the commandments of the Creator. Let us go.

It was a typo, Alex. :)

- Wonderful! The children will be very happy!
The woman led Werner somewhere deeper into the city. With each step, she began to walk faster and faster, until she led the preacher to the poorest district. Soon, she disappeared around the corner of one of the houses. When Werner hurried to catch up with her, a man with a club in his hand blocked his way. Out of nowhere, two more appeared behind him. Without saying a word, they began to beat him.

[Man with club #1 deals 13 damage to Werner (277)
Man with club #2 deals 12 damage to Werner (265)
Man with club #3 deals 12 damage to Werner (253)]

- So, where is your creator?! Huh?! - shouted one of them.

Added 43 seconds later

It was a typo, Alex. x)

But it turned out so realistic.

Loot and experience...

-- The Creator is always with me, you ignorant sinners, -- Werner replied, spitting blood.
Werner draws his falchion and engages in battle with these unworthy people, but tries not to kill anyone, only to force the enemies into a shameful retreat.

[Werner deals 38 damage to Clubman #1 (112)
The enemies scatter]
The enemies did not expect the preacher to resist and scattered in different directions.

Disappointed by this incident, Werner wandered towards the tavern. It seemed that he had nothing to do in this town, and none of the inhabitants would be saved... Perhaps it was time to move on, but the missionary understood that the journey through the mountains would most likely be fatal for him, and the only chance to escape from Sjyotoyukjur was by sea. But it was unlikely that anyone would agree to take a missionary on board who had already managed to acquire a bad reputation in the city. Lost in such thoughts, Werner walked through the town and suddenly came across an interesting announcement...
"Why not," thought the missionary, heading towards Lutiel the Sly's house. "It seems that another chance to escape from here will not present itself soon..."

So, I understand your character doesn't want to be a mercenary, but just wants to sail around? Well, if that's the case:

"Why not," thought the missionary as he walked towards Lutiel the Sly's house. "It seems that another chance to escape from here will not present itself soon..."

- So, what do you want? - Lutiel asked Werner. - To sail to Lakelia on my ship for free?

“Exactly,” Werner replied. “I know how to fight, so just like any other mercenary, I’ll guard the ship, but you don’t need to pay me; I just need to get to Lakelia. So, will you take me?”

- I thought violence wasn't part of your line of work, or am I mistaken? - Lutiel asked with a sly smile.

- I thought violence wasn't part of your profession, or am I mistaken? - Lutiel asked with a sly smile.

-- I thought so too, -- Werner sighed sadly.--But in practice, things turn out a little differently. Just an hour ago, I was forced to take up arms against another person, and, unfortunately, incidents in which I have to defend myself against people who have turned away from the Creator and now try to prevent a faithful servant of His from bringing the light of the Creator to lost souls happen very often. Nevertheless, I hope that during this journey we will manage to avoid, if not violence, then at least murder.

- Very well. You may travel on my ship. I only ask that you don't burden the sailors with stories about the Creator. Unless, of course, they want to hear them, which I highly doubt. Here, sign here. I've crossed out the payment clause. Welcome aboard, sir preacher!

Werner signed the agreement.
I'll take any available cabin, I'm ready to skip.