Chapter 148 Punishment and Repentance
Archbishop Mackintosh was half-lying and half-leaning on the cold black rock, his body was horrible, many of his wounds still oozing blood as he moved, and his clothes were already soaked. Feige frowned, hesitating to stop the bleeding with a hellish cure.
"Don't bother, we originally planned to capture the blasphemer Kitana today, so we prepared the ritual in advance, and what we released today is all punishment magic. Mackintosh gasped violently and shook his head vigorously, "Your healing spell will be useless. And I won't...... Won't die ......"
After saying that, he vomited a mouthful of blood, obviously not in a state of "not going to die". Feiqi's hand trembled slightly, he knew very well in his heart that if he used Hell Healing on the archbishop, he would definitely be able to feel the evil aura from Hell, then Feiqi's identity would arouse suspicion, and it was very likely that it would be exposed. Moreover, what is the reason why a priest of a goddess will not use the healing skills of a goddess? I am afraid that when the time comes, the fact that the goddess has been summoned will not be able to be used as a shieldβthey can say that it is because of the blasphemy that Feiqi has been deprived of the healing magic and defeated the mortal world.
But it's a life in front of you!
Feige gritted his teeth and helped Mackintosh up: "I'll carry you out and let the blue dragon send you back to the Holy Three Castle, there must be a priest there who can solve this problem!"
"If there is a priest who can solve it, it is not a discipline magic. Mackintosh shook his head, "No, Festan won't let anyone ride, and even if it agrees, I won't have the strength to stabilize myself." If he had taken it back with him, I would have made it to the time when I saw the Holy Three Castle. Let me stabilize for a while, pray for a while, and maybe it will be fine. β
"That'...... What exactly is the Punishment Divine Technique, and how to crack it?"
Mackintosh raised his eyelids and glanced at Feiqi, hesitated for a moment, and then said, "The Divine Technique of Punishment is a spell ritual that can only be accessed and used by the Bishop and above, and I shouldn't have told you, but it can be flexible now." β
"Punishment is a special technique used in divine arts, which requires the preparation of corresponding rituals to pray to the goddess in advance, and then throughout the day, all the hurtful divine arts will be more lethal, and the wounds caused by the divine magic cannot be healed. However, when a non-Divine Skill or a non-Evil creature is injured with the Divine Spell of Punishment, the Punishment ability is lost, and the caster will take some damage instead. β
"No wonder you've been beaten so badly by your own apprentice. Feige looked at the wound again. "No, even if you are tied to the dragon's back with a rope, you have to go back quickly. By the way, if the punishment is wrong, how can we get rid of the punishment effect and let you regain treatment?"
"For those who confess their wrongs and atone for their sins, the punishment will disappear with it. However, if you can hold on for a day, the effect of punishment will also disappear. Don't bother, if I die, it's fate. Even if Festan transports me back, I'll have to stick to it for a day, and I might as well have a better chance here. No one at the Holy Three Castle can do the atonement for me now, so ......"
"You can't make it a day, absolutely. Feiqi thought for a moment and said, "Is it complicated to make an atonement for the archbishop?
He activated the seal of law to summon the little angel of the Holy Light, and then said to Archbishop Mackintosh: "I am a priest of atonement and confession, this is the goddess gave me a special cherub for the confession of sin, can the two of us combine to perform the ceremony?" I know that the atonement ritual of the high priest is very complicated, but I think that as long as you are sincere, there are only two criteria for the final judgment of whether or not to atone: your soul and the will of the goddess. It's better than waiting here to die, right?"
Mackintosh looked at the little angel of the Holy Light and sighed, "The angel is really beautiful......
"Hey, you're delirious, hurry up, atone for your sins, and then heal yourself with magic!" Feige unceremoniously patted the archbishop's face, took the water handed by Shani, and fed him some to drink: "Hey, wake up, if you survive, it's fine, but if you die, you always hope that you can be forgiven before you die, right?" Everyone makes mistakes, it doesn't matter. But don't be obsessed and let yourself die with regret!"
Mackintosh shook his head, leaning against the wall in silence. Feige was a little anxious: "What kind of attitude do you have! If you all die here, I'll be left alive, and I won't be able to tell me clearly! Mackintosh, if you feel that you have nothing to repent of, nothing to atone for, and nothing to atone for, just say it." It's a big deal, I'll hold you, hang with the qi element rope, and let the blue dragon send us back. Do you want to atone for your sins and confess?"
"You're so annoying, why are you pushing me like this. β
"So, you're guilty, aren't you?" Feige sighed, straightened Mackintosh's body, and untied the emblem and placed it in the palm of his hand. Then, Feige winked, and Xani dragged Beni out, leaving only the two of them alive in the underground cavern. "Say, Mackintosh, say it. Just when you are dead, you come to the goddess and the angels are listening. You said you envy me for being able to talk to the goddess face to face, you have a lot to say, right?"
"You can't administer my atonement, you can't forgive my sins. β
"But your prayers will be heard, and my angel of light has been used by the goddess to descend, as you know. So, no matter what, the goddess will definitely be able to hear. Fei Qi thought for a moment and added: "Actually, when the goddess summoned me by your hand, she knew everything in your heart, but she still chose you to carry out the order. I'm pretty sure the goddess has forgiven you, but you can't forgive yourself. Not being able to forgive yourself shows remorse, and that's good. The ritual of atonement and confession is not about forgiving your sins, but about asking the goddess for help, with the help of her, to make you recognize your mistakes, put aside your remorse and hatred for yourself, and try to make amends for your mistakes in a way that loves yourself, so as to achieve peace of mind. β
The corners of Mackintosh's mouth trembled slightly, and his eyes were fixed on the Angel of Light. He was moved, but not resolute enough, which made Feige more and more curious about what the archbishop was secret. "Half-elves have a long life, but they can't bear the ever-increasing weight of the past. Mackintosh, it was not the last straw that broke the camel's back, but the accumulation of the previous ones. The more you dare not face it, the more trouble will be in the future. Oh, maybe there's no future, and you're probably going to die here. Wait, I have a great idea. I can go down there and try to manipulate that crystal stone and get you to repent through the word of command, maybe it will work. β
"No, don't touch it, it's dangerous. Mackintosh finally spoke, and as long as he did, things could get better. "Feige, you...... Thank you for caring about me, but I can't ...... medicine."
"Don't talk that nonsense, after joining the church, your life is dedicated to the goddess. Feige took one of Mackintosh's hands and said slowly, "Confession is just a conversation, you can't make mistakes without making mistakes, just confess." By the way, did you ever spy on a nun taking a bath when you were younger?"
"Stop, I...... I did it, and it was my mistake. Mackintosh's eyes were drawn to the Angel of Light, and he slowly immersed himself in the rhythm of telling the past.
"I didn't treat my students well enough, not fairly enough. I like the more obedient and not promote the more pious, I ...... I brought them on a mission, but I couldn't bring them back. β
"In the Church, it is more important to benefit the Word than to benefit the Church, and I have rejected two proposals, which are good proposals, but which will cause the Word to suffer a certain loss. I did not follow the teachings of the Goddess and chose self-interest......"
Mackintosh spoke slowly, while Feige listened, saying "Go on, take your time" from time to time. Gradually, Mackintosh grew agitated, his face pale but rosy around his eyes, tears pooling in the corners of his eyes.
"I've killed people, and I've ordered my men to kill people. Though the man was a blasphemer, his guilt was not to death, not to ...... It was I who killed him, and I commanded him to die. I ......" Mackintosh seemed to enter a state of self-forgetfulness when he suddenly said, "Nathaniel, I'm sorry, I'm sorry......"
Feige was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect the name of Bishop Nathaniel to appear in this confession. At this time, he did not dare to speak, for fear that as soon as he opened his mouth, he would reveal an excited tone. Two red flames appeared in Feige's pupils, and the devil's ruthlessness quickly restored his self-control. "What's going on?" he asked, in a seductive tone.
"I want the elves to have a territory, and the protection of the church is the best choice, and the model leader is the solution. Nathaniel, while not the most powerful of his opponents, was the spiritual leader and the most central member of the debate. I went to him, I talked to him for a long time, and I broke his will. That same night, he died. β
Feige's hands were shaking, but the devil's voice remained the same, and he couldn't hear anything unusual. "If you kill a member of the Church, then only the Sacred Heart can judge and decide the punishment for you. β
"No, I didn't kill him, I just forced him to choose, do I want to wait for the elves to die on the island, and the elven civilization is erased from history, so that he is willing to find a piece of land in the model realm? I didn't take away his bodily functions, but I made him lose his faith. I...... I'm like Chitana, I ordered him to die. β
"Did you decide before you met that you wanted to take a person's faith, or did you decide to take his life by this means?"
"Faith, I want him to leave the church, at least away from the debate of the exemplary leader. I didn't want to kill him, but I didn't consider that his faith was his life, and it was still my sin. Mackintosh let out a long sigh and then said, "I have sinned beyond forgiveness, I have killed my brothers in the church, I have killed my comrades who once fought alongside me, and I have stained the blood of sin for the model collar." I have unforgivable sins, unforgivable sins......"
"No," Feige thought for a moment what to say, not only doctrinally, but also with the devil's seductive means. He breathed a sigh of relief, then said, "It's never too late to save. Even if you have only one breath of life, it can be as long as eternity in the time of the soul. I want to congratulate you first of all that you have received the punishment today β in a way you did not expect, but the punishment is the punishment. After that, you see an opportunity for atonement and confession, and you finally seize it. You feel that your sins are unforgivable, but it is never up to you to decide. β
Feige patted him on the shoulder, then let the little angel of the Light descend on top of the archbishop's head. "Indeed, you have sinned so much that you have been punished physically and mentally. But you are still alive, and the magic is around you, which means that the door of salvation has never been closed to you. One can see far away and put the infinite starry sky in one's eyes, but it can also be blocked by a leaf. Now, I remove this leaf and share your pain and remorse so that you can walk on the path of salvation. Mackintosh, be honest with the Goddess, that is, with your soul. β
McIntosh burst into tears, nodded, folded his hands, and slowly closed his eyes. The little angel of the Holy Light stayed for a while, then flew to Feiqi's side and secretly said to him: "No, I still can't complete the confession for the archbishop, my strength is not enough." β
"What's going on?"
"I'm not sure, this place can't contact the Celestial Realm, so ...... The ritual failed. The Angel of Light looked embarrassed, and his wings drooped. "Probably...... It may be that the terrain here is not good. Usually the ceremony takes place in a sacred setting, and I'm sorry. β
"No, it's not your problem. Feige looked at the black hedrons around him, and then shook his head with the same remorse. "Even the Divine View Great Prophecy can be dodged here, and of course it will block the connection with the Heavenly Realm. I made a mistake!"
"What then, move him out, and repent all over again?"
I'm afraid he didn't have the mood to repent at that time. Feiqi gritted his teeth and said, "Please do one thing, tell him that the ceremony is complete." β
But the ceremony was not completed. β
"The ritual was a failure, but it was done. Feige seduced the little angel step by step: "In order to save his life, you say that the ceremony is complete." β
"How else can it be explained?" the little angel of Light felt that he had discovered some great theory, and although he hesitated for a moment, although he was a little unconfident, he obeyed Feiqi's order and said to the archbishop, "The ceremony is over."
Feige stepped forward and said to the archbishop, "Congratulations on completing the ceremony. Now, I'm here to treat you. β
"I can treat it myself. β
Feige grabbed his hand: "No, you can't. What you have to do now is to continue to repent. The crime of killing the bishop of the church is too serious, and I am just a small priest of atonement confession, and I can't preside over such a ceremony, so you can't get rid of the punishment in the normal way. Your repentance is only the first step towards atonement, and after this step, the Goddess wants you to live. Therefore, I have come to treat you, both as a punishment and as a healing. β
"I don't quite understand. Mackintosh said, "Does the confession of atonement look like this?"
"Does the Archbishop of the Word look like you?" Feige put on a serious face, "Now, shut up. Your sins are enough for you to go to hell, and even your soul is polluted. If you chirp crookedly, I won't treat you!"
"Okay, I'll keep my mouth shut. β
Feige displayed the emblem, held it high, and then quickly moved the object to hide it while Mackintosh was not looking. He then recited a spell and cast a hellish healing spell.
Instantly, Mackintosh's eyes widened, and Feige's eyes widened immediately. "Oh, that's terrible!" said Feige with great exaggeration, "Now you know, right? Thankfully, you atoned for your sins and confessed, otherwise your soul would have really gone to hell. Oops......"
"No...... This ......" Mackintosh's face turned pale, and his lips trembled uncontrollably: "This is the breath of hell, this is the power of evil, why is it in me, why is it ......"
"You can only recognize evil if you face up to your mistakes. It is not that living in a holy place for a long time is taken for granted, and it is not that becoming a priest can shed the complexity of the mundane and turn into divinity. You still have a long way to go, after all, you have not been directly inspired by the Goddess. β
"Yes, there is still a big gap between me and the saints who go to the kingdom of God. I...... He was in hell. β
"Shut up and don't speak, it makes my healing magic awkward. You'd better close your eyes too, it's not normal, it's scary. β
Feige opened his eyes and said nonsense, but Mackintosh believed everything at this time, so he couldn't tell the difference. Feige's infernal healing every minute quickly stabilized Mackintosh's injuries completely - at least, as long as he didn't get burned by lightning or slashes, it would be fine.
"Alright, I can't hold on anymore. Fei Qi pinched his nose, looked like he couldn't stand the breath of hell, and left a little farther: "There will be no further progress in the treatment, it is estimated that your repentance is not in place." Hehe, it could also be that I'm too low to do everything. After you go back, find an opportunity to pray and repent directly to the goddess, and you must be sincere. Of course, there must also be action, after all, atonement is a path, not a stamped piece of paper. By the way, you can give indulgences, right?"
Feige said this in order to distract Mackintosh from thinking about the breath of hell. However, it may be that he has lost too much blood and his mind is less efficient, and Mackintosh is not thinking in that direction at all. "I'm sure I can give indulgences, what, do you want them?"
"Of course, I'm still in exile! it's okay to stay in the confines of the Church, but I don't want to be confined here. Besides, isn't it easy to get to know you? Archbishop, I know you better. β
"Wait, you're not trying to blackmail me, are you?"
"How is that possible? As a priest of atonement and confession, I would not have said anything about the ceremony! I still have the Angel of Light, how can I do such a thing?" Feige shrugged his shoulders. Indeed, "as a confession for sin," he certainly wouldn't say, but who knows if his status will change in some cases?" "I don't embarrass you, I ask under what conditions like mine can get indulgences, is that okay?"
"Oh, of course it's okay. Mackintosh asked for some water to drink, moistened his throat and said, "Actually, the answer is very simple, you just wait." Don't be surprised, the Goddess summoned you by the name Feige Hale, and your brother Andrew has gone on to do the business. The Lighthouse Territory plays an important role as a buffer between the Duchy of Aria and the Patriarch's territory, so Andrew still has a certain say. I'm sure the Duchy will think carefully about it, and then at some point, such as some major celebration, you will be able to reinstate your name directly in the form of a pardon. β
"What about the church, what am I going to do?"
"It doesn't matter what the church thinks about it, and to tell you the truth, it's almost impossible for you to get indulgences from here. Of course, if you become an archbishop or a bishop of a certain aspect, then no one cares if you are exiled or not. After McIntosh finished speaking, he felt that his body had recovered a lot, so he tried to stand up.
"You still have to continue to suffer from punishment, and I can't help it. Feige was holding on to prevent him from falling. "How do you feel, can you go?"
"No problem, I've mostly recovered, and the rest of the wounds and punishment are what I deserve. But......" Mackintosh looked at Feige, "you have to keep it a secret." β
"You've said it many times. I...... You won't be polluted by the breath of hell, will you?How can you not believe in the Atonement Confession Priest like this?" Feige shook his head, "Okay, I understand your concerns. Don't worry, I won't say it. β
"Feige, thank you, I feel so much better now. β
"Alright, don't feel good, there's a corpse here. And there are the paladins and the inquisitors, and maybe the whole vineyard, God knows where they are buried. What's next?"
"I'll go outside and set up the ceremony and see if I can send a message to the Holy Three Castle and ask them to send reinforcements and wrap it up. If not, then Festan had to make another trip. β
"It's best not to let the blue dragon leave, because Qitana must have an accomplice, and only the blue dragon has an absolute advantage over them. Feige cherished his life so much that he came up with the idea: "I have an idea......
Soon, a fire burned on the ruins of the manor, and the huge flames could be seen from dozens of miles away, and the huge black plume of smoke went straight into the clear sky, which was a perfect signal in the case of cloudlessness. Such a large fire and smoke will definitely attract the attention of others, whether it is a patrolling paladin, a priest practicing mission, or even an adventurer who takes money to work, they will be interested in coming and seeing.
"Very good, the wreckage of the building is useless anyway. As long as someone comes, the message can be delivered...... But it's strange to say, there is nothing wrong with using normal magic here, but the magic of communication and communication will be greatly hindered. β
"Oh, there's something like that, I haven't paid attention to. Feige scratched his eyebrows, lowered his voice and said to Mackintosh, "You can help me say a few nice words to Festan in a moment." Did you notice the look on my face just now, as if it was going to eat me. β
"Nonsense, Feiqi Child!" the blue dragon roared in the sky, "I am a noble dragon, you let me fly around the pillar of smoke, and use the air flow to keep the black smoke gathering and upright, this is the servant's job! I hate your idea! I hate you!"
"It's all right," Mackintosh said, "it's normal for it to hate humans. If it hates you, it won't eat you, you can rest assured. β