"Shut out the guests, is this the way you treat guests in Lingfeng castle!" Cruz said discontentedly, looking at the knight in front of him.
Albert sat on his horse, glanced at Cruz, who was shouting without expression, and said coldly: "the count did agree to your visit, but the priest Giovanni was not included. He is not a guest, and the river leader does not welcome him. If you still plan to enter the castle, he must stay here or leave."
"Lord Giovanni is a priest of the God of light and a servant of God! Don''t you worry about God''s punishment when you treat us like this!"
"Punishment?" Albert looked coldly at Cruz shouting on his horse and said disdainfully, "little priest, please let your God punish me. Now, as long as he can do it!"
Albert''s indifference and disdain immediately stimulated Cruz''s pious nerve: "going up the river is the land abandoned by God, and Warcraft is the punishment of the God of light!"
"Then I can''t let the priest Giovanni into the castle," Albert said. "Your God likes to punish people, just like children who lose their temper. You should coax her well."
"Since you dare to blaspheme -"
"Cruz," cried bishop robus, stopping his argument.
Previously, he was silent and intended to see Cruz''s debating ability. The boy is very pious, and these stubborn knights are also very good training objects.
But after repeated conversations, he not only failed to convince the other party, but was angered by the other party. If he continued to debate, he would only fall into meaningless quarrels and abuse.
Boy, there''s still a lot to learn. He thought.
"My Lord, I think I''d better go back to the hotel and wait." at this time, the priest Giovanni said, "since the other party doesn''t welcome me, even if they reluctantly enter the castle, they will only despise you, and even involve you. When children get angry, they usually don''t distinguish right from wrong!"
With that, he deliberately glanced at Albert in front of the city gate, his face mocking and disdaining.
Unfortunately, Albert still just stared at him without expression, as if waiting for him to leave quickly.
"That''s good," said bishop robus. "I didn''t expect that the other party still had a grudge and was tortured by hatred many years ago. This is his rude punishment."
Looking at the back of priest Giovanni and several divine knights, Cruz was still unhappy.
Savage knights, rude nobles, even if you sincerely repent, you are also guilty! Staring at the back of the horse ahead, he thought of it in his heart.
……
In the conference hall, Mr. ilu and Mr. Boye sat on one side of the conference table early.
For the arrival of robus, Mr. ilu was a little uneasy.
In these ten years, robbs declared that all the nobles who went to preach in person did not accept their faith and showed great support for the development of the God of light.
Although the reasons for this are complex, it is an indisputable fact that the other party is eloquent and refutes the bachelor''s ability to be speechless.
According to the scholars who had argued with him, the other party had a complete set of missionary theory, and with his erudite and eloquent ability, almost no nobles could not be persuaded by him.
Even if we can''t make the nobles believe in their gods, we can at least make the nobles believe that priests are a better choice than bachelors.
"You''re too worried," said Mr. Boye, looking at his serious face, "Before your arrival, the count knew the situation of the Bachelor in the East. Now he welcomes the other party in this way. He will not let the God of light enter the Shanghe collar again. Moreover, the other party does not necessarily come to preach this time. They may be for the iron ore mountain trade."
The two bachelors did not know about robus and others holding a box of gold coins to buy Gustav.
"Boye, are you comforting me?" said master ilu slowly, "Now, I know the child''s thoughts better than you. Every legal provision reveals his wisdom. But I recognize lies not because I can''t see through it, but because I know the value of lies. Knowing that the other party''s God doesn''t exist and is fictional, the scholars are still speechless. They are not unable to explain their truth, but they can''t understand it Deny each other''s value. "
After listening to Mr. ilu''s slow explanation, Mr. Boye turned and looked at the empty chair on the steps.
You are just cleaning up the dust of history, and they can at least comfort the suffering soul
Mr. Boye''s mind couldn''t help but ring out Arthur''s words.
Looking at the worried Yilu bachelor, he said definitely: "we should believe him. In his hands, the bachelor is no longer a profession, but just an identity."
"Schools, factories and various government departments have been set up here. In his reform, there are various occupations composed of bachelor''s degrees."
"The rise of the God of light in the East is only due to the disputes in the Political Bureau of the king and the reasons why we stay in place."
"If they do have any effect, that is, they make up a lie that paralyzes the soul for the suffering people."
"What we are doing now is not to make up lies, but to make each other''s lying promises come true in the reform of Shanghe collar."
Looking at the firm and burning eyes of Mr. Boye, Mr. Yilu smiled: "at such an old age, you still talk like a young man. Boye, you haven''t changed at all."
Mr. ilu''s words reminded Mr. Boye of his youth.
He said with emotion: "when I was sent to Lingfeng castle by Xuecheng, I also complained in my heart. This is really not a good place, either struggling in suffering or preparing for struggle. As long as there is winter, the current dilemma seems to never end."
"Lord will died, Lord Lauder died, and tens of thousands of river leaders died. This is really desperate..." Bachelor Boye''s voice is full of vicissitudes and sadness of years.
"But even death, as long as people experience more, they can dig something out of it."
Mr. Boye''s voice changed from sadness to tragedy: "just as Lord Arthur said: leading people on the river will no longer believe in any illusory God. Because in front of thousands of sacrifices, any God should hide his face and be ashamed! Moreover, there is no God''s country that can carry the souls of these sacrifices except leading the land on the river!"
Looking at Boye with silver hair, Mr. ilu was silent for a while, as if recalling his youth in Xuecheng.
"Boyd," he asked, "now?"
Looking at the chair on the steps, Mr. Boye said, "now, I just want to live longer."
……