Chapter 6: Voices from the Depths

"What are you talking about?!Wake up at four in the morning and take seven classes?!"

Holding the plank Huggins handed him, Todd's hands trembled.

Listen to the long list of courses announced by the man in front of him: grammar, rhetoric, dialectics, arithmetic, geometry, astronomy, and ...... Music?Todd's heart was dripping blood.

You are a group of monks with pure hearts and few desires, just reciting scriptures, why do you want to learn so much nonsense?!

"Music teacher, it can't be you, right?" Seeing the Slavic man shaking his head, the boy felt a little relieved, and finally heard a good news.

"But you can also appoint a master, I'm still quite confident in music. ”

Hearing Huggins's self-recommendation, Todd shook his head as if he had a spring.

The man, who looked a little disappointed, told the boy to rest early, and at the last moment of stepping out of the door, he dropped a clueless sentence: "At night, no matter what sound you hear, don't go out of the door." ”

The door slammed shut.

Passing through the closed plank, Todd, who possessed the ability to see, helplessly looked at Huggins, who had just walked out of the room, his ears were pressed against the door, and he looked inquiring.

"I can see you!"

The Slavic man straightened up without shame and left the aisle in a huff, still muttering, how could I have forgotten this kid's ability...... That's the case.

I was able to enjoy the peace at last.

The boy looked back at the empty room, with its dimly lit walls, cracked stone slabs, a shutter with wooden ridges, a narrow wooden bed for only one person, and a single table and chair that was old and creaking to use.

Nope.

Yes, that's all, gone.

I guessed that the nightlife after crossing over would be boring, but I really didn't expect it to be so "hopeless" and boring.

I can't even give a candle!

Looking out the window at the sunset in the west, Todd remembered what Huggins had said to himself that afternoon.

"Little one, Master Myris really values you, gave you a single room with the best conditions, and arranged the best master for you. 』

If the conditions of the "best single room" where I live are like this, then I don't know how bad the living environment of those practicing monks will be?

Maybe we can find a way to improve it?

Lying on the wooden bed, his mind full of miscellaneous thoughts, Todd didn't even realize that this was the first time he had slept peacefully in this world since he had traveled into this world.

He remembered his past life for a while, and thought of the future for a while, so he fell asleep in a groggy state.

————————————————

Late at night.

The bluestone floor of the room trembled, and the man's painful wails and frantic roars faintly floated in his ears, waking the sleeping Todd from his sleep.

After tossing and turning in bed for a long time, Huggins's warning echoed in his mind, but the curiosity of the scientific researcher in the soul of the previous life finally prevailed.

I crept out of bed, opened the door gently, and just took a few steps outside, I heard a gloomy voice behind me.

"Where are you going?"

"Lie in a groove!" (Chinese)

Like a ghost, Edgar, the little boy who slowly paced out of the darkness, frightened Todd to sit down on the ground, and a sentence of Chinese came out of his mouth.

The other party was expressionless, and looked at Todd coldly: "You'd better listen to Uncle Huggins and go back to bed." ”

Listening to the other party's admonition with great displeasure, Todd, who had no other choice, returned to his room. The screams of men were still heard in his ears from time to time, and he could only cover his ears and force himself to think about other things to divert his attention.

Maybe half an hour has passed, maybe most of the night has passed. The screams and tremors gradually subsided, and everything returned to calm. Looking at the darkness of the room, the "twists" of his own imagination, Todd could no longer sleep.

This awakening lasted until the moon sank and the sun did not rise.

It's not yet four o'clock in the morning.

Some watchmen rang the waist bell to remind all the monks to get up and have morning classes.

Todd, who had not slept well all night, put on the monk's uniform on the wooden table, pushed open the door and walked through the long side corridor, joining the procession.

At some point, Huggins also came to the team, looked at the dark circles on the boy's face funny, and said, "About once every three days, just wait for you to get used to it." ”

What the?

Just as Todd wanted to ask a closer question, he saw the man disappear at the end of the line.

————————————————————

Half of the sky was covered with the sun below the horizon, half of the sky was still twinkling, and all the monks were already gathered in the main hall of the monastery.

Everyone consciously divided into several teams, occupied different areas of the main hall, and recited the precepts of the church in unison.

"The Father of all beings, the only God, has brought us out of the ponds and the bitter earth into the earth. Remember that in this world, in the heavens, the earth, the earth, and the waters, all the thoughts, the order of all things, are unique......

Todd read the admonitions aloud to the monks, and the more he read them, the more he felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

It is true that the religions of the past and the present world are similar in many places, but they are different.

At the end of the morning service, the boy stood in the empty hall, groaning and groaning, as some began to study the morning's homework, some went to work in the fields, and some went to the nearby villages to do missionary and assistant work.

I say.

What about breakfast?

Wake up at four o'clock and recite sutras for so long, don't you European monks plan to fill your stomach in the morning?

In desperation, he poured a stream of cold water indiscriminately, and Todd, who had nothing to do, had to sit on the steps of the side porch in a daze.

Luckily, Huggins found him.

The Slavic man, who had been walking with the little fellow for several days, knew his habits, secretly stuffed half a loaf of rye bread into his arms, and then dragged him to the class of Master Myris.

When he arrived in the old man's room, Todd realized that what Huggins had said yesterday was true.

Next to the wooden shelves full of books, there is a desk one meter square, and two wooden chairs standing opposite each other.

Today is actually a one-on-one class between Master Myris and Todd.

Motioning for Huggins to leave first, the old man took out a stack of yellowed pages from the shelf, sat down across from the boy, pointed to the letters drawn on it, and said, "Since you have no educational foundation, I will spend a morning teaching you the basic reading of sacred texts." ”

Gragging the edge of the desk, the new student glanced at the pages of "Aa, Bb, Cc, Dd......

Secretly said in my heart.

Sure enough, the official language of the religion here is Latin.

Three minutes later.

When the farmer's child in front of him read through the alphabet without any obstacles, Master Myris's round eyes shone like a lighthouse in the night.

Todd shifted the chair back under him, feeling that something was wrong.