Chapter Seventy-Five: The Priest's Story

Paccar was silent for a long time before he spoke: "I know what you mean, and I know that there are many people in the government who are peacemakers, that is, doves in your mouth, representing moderation and concession. But there are also very few hawks, who are hard-blooded and thirsty for war, and our Governor's House is a very small part of that. ”

"But I didn't hear the eagle the whole time, only the cooing of the pigeon." Jiqi chuckled.

"The main battle and the main peace are not at all our final say, although the Governor's Mansion seems to be in a dominant position now, but it is those large and small families who have real combat power. You know, the Admiral is almost a special nobility, almost every Admiral is a descendant of some aristocracy with a head and a face, and there are only a handful of people like you who are from the slums. Paccar's face showed a little helplessness, "So although the Governor's Mansion has enough internal deterrence, it is more than enough to face the deep sea." ”

"That's why you recruited me?"

"Yes, we have also persuaded other qualified admirals, but most of them only obey the arrangements of the family, and the battle and peace are decided by those old guys with rotten heads." Paccar replied.

"And when they face a real war, they will only shout and run away, and they will not crave war as much as you do." "That's why you hope that the Doge's Mansion will have a group of madmen who really dare to fight for their lives, so that they can resist or even march into the deep sea without relying on the help of those cowards." ”

"You're right." For the first time, Paccar had the feeling of meeting a confidant, and when he met those admirals before, when he mentioned fighting with the deep sea, all they had in their eyes was deep fear and fear, and in Jiqi's eyes, there was only indifference and indifference. Only powerful people have such eyes, and cowards are two trembling strands, and their pupils are dull. "So you agreed to our invitation?" He asked tentatively, as if expecting the opening of the prayer.

"No, no, no, you still don't understand what I'm saying." Jiqi shook his head firmly, "The sober-minded person I just talked about is me and you, we know what to do to give humanity a future, but so what? "He spread his hands weakly, his palms empty, nothing." Everyone is drunk and I am sober, so I can only be a child. ”

"Yes...... However, "Paccar still wanted to fight for it, but he couldn't find a reason to refute it."

"It's nothing, but now human beings have fallen into a strange circle, they always think that it is not a big deal to tolerate a little, it is just to kill some people, but they have not thought about what the consequences will be if they continue to endure it, and what will be the consequences if there are more people who die. Those in power are just looking at the present, but not the future. Jiqi stood up, he didn't want to have too much communication with the young man in front of him on this issue, the fact is that no matter what the two of them do, they can't change anything, they can only be swallowed up by the dominant torrent. I know I may be pessimistic when I say this, but the truth is that whether it is the Governor's Palace, or the nobility, all you want is the dominance of humanity, and you do not contribute even the slightest bit to the future of humanity. I think the world in the future will be dominated by the deep sea, although I have never believed it, but the reality is that way. They are cruel and ruthless, they will not be intrigued, they will only carry out orders honestly, and humans are not half a star worse than these monsters. ”

Paca sat on the couch, his head hanging forward, his black forehead hair obscuring most of his face, and no one could see what his expression was at the moment.

"Jiqi, have you heard a story?" Paccar suddenly looked up and stood up, his dark eyes under his forehead that could not see a single light.

"What's the story?" Ji Qi looked back at the young man with a cold expression.

"My teacher once told me a story about how when the deep sea first appeared, all the people who were killed were fishermen who were fishing at sea, and they were brutally killed by the deep sea, and I didn't say anything because I wasn't a fisherman. After that, the deep sea killed the citizens who lived along the coast, and I didn't speak, because I didn't live by the sea. Later, when the deep sea began to expand, they climbed ashore and killed children and women, and I still didn't speak, because they weren't my children and women. Finally the deep sea came at me, and I spoke, but it didn't work, because there was no one around to speak for me. Paca paused, "While talking can't stop the deep sea, our fists and blood can, and if everyone in the story can stand up and speak at the beginning, then the ending of the whole story may be reversed." My teacher told me that apathy is more terrible than death, that apathy is more terrible than hatred, that indifference is the reason why human beings still have evil thoughts, and that apathy is the source of human destruction. ”

Jiqi was stunned, and his mind went blank for a moment. He had not heard such stories and quotes in the academy, and those mentors had only told him to escape, only to retreat, and had never had such a profound philosophy as a knife. He took a deep breath and said slowly, "Then what happened to your teacher in the end." ”

"He's dead, but he's not like most people, the wound is from the chest and out of the back." Paccar sniffled, his eyes reddened. "He didn't contribute much in his life, he was just an ordinary priest, proficient in some medical skills, walking the streets and alleys every day to bring some help to those who could only moan in the dark and damp, and I was the last one he saved."

"The last one?"

"Yes, he was my father's teacher of theology, and my first encounter with him was not pleasant, and when I was a child, I mocked this priest in a shabby top hat in my family's manor, saying that you poor man is also worthy of my backyard?" Paca chuckled, his voice shaking. "The teacher didn't get angry or grovel like everyone else, he just took off his hat, showed his white silver hair, and whispered to me that one can't decide where he came from or who his parents are, but the only thing that can decide is who he wants to become. His eyes were so soft when he looked at me, like the reeds fluttering by the lake, that I had never seen in the eyes of my parents. I knew then that he was the teacher I was looking for, the teacher who could educate me for the rest of my life. But in the end he didn't grow up with me, and after giving me a few lectures, he never appeared in my manor again, and later I learned that in order to save a lame child, he was pierced through his entire chest by the deep sea with that extremely sharp tentacle, and there happened to be ...... It's the heart. Paccar raised his head slightly, opened his mouth slightly and breathed hard, "Then I went to see him in the church where he was, and I can't forget the scene now, as if all the people in the slums had come out, they were yellow and skinny, but everyone's eyes were shining, and it was a light that I had never seen before." They stood quietly outside the dilapidated church, surrounded by three circles inside and three on the outside, and innermost was the teacher's body lying in the coffin, his hands on his chest, and the blackened silver cross in his palms. I broke through the crowd and squeezed in, and what I saw was a serene and peaceful face, no complaints and unwillingness, nothing, as if I was asleep. And kneeling on the side was the lame child who was rescued by the teacher, he was lying on the edge of the coffin, and the tears he shed soaked the teacher's black robe little by little. ”

"I didn't cry at the time, I just knelt in front of the teacher, and I was there all day." Paca said quietly, but Jiqi could feel the heaviness in his tone. "It rained heavily at night, and I thought those people would leave, but when I turned my head, I realized that everyone was like a stake nailed to the spot, and the rain was hitting their faces and bodies, and they couldn't shake it at all."

"And after that?"

"Then my father came in his car and got out of the car with an umbrella and cursed, and I think someone told him I was here. He violently pushed through the crowd, slapped me in the face, and told someone to force me home. At that moment, I didn't resist, I didn't feel pain, and all around me was the sound of drizzling rain and the shrill sound of cars. When my father drove away from the church in that car, I stared blankly at the window of the car in the rain, and in the light of thunder and lightning I saw the teacher's smiling face on the transparent glass, and I knew in an instant what he meant by the first words he said to me, and I knew what the Lord he believed in, the good thoughts in his heart that longed to save the world! And I was the last person he saved in his life. I grew up completely during that rainstorm and knew exactly what I was going to do and what kind of person I wanted to become. ”

The whole story was put to an end, and after listening to it, Jiqi was silent for a long time before he said slowly, "That's why you have become what you are now, and you can give everything for the future of mankind." ”

"It's true, I just hope to be like the teacher and use my own power to save more people." Paca stared at Jiqi quietly, "I don't know what you're thinking, but I still want to ask you one last question, can you join the Doge's Palace?" Be one of us. If you don't want to be silent, then speak up, tell me, tell the deep sea, your answer. He raised his hand and hung it in the air, his outstretched palm as if waiting for the person holding it.

Jiqi looked at Paca with a solemn expression, seeing in the eyes of this young man the bravery and fearlessness that others did not have, he wanted to end the conversation with him hastily, but now he ignited the fire in his heart, the fire that would burn everything. He hung his head to look at the other man's empty palm, exhaled deeply, and put his hand up, clenching his powerful palm.

Maybe I'm just a madman, knowing that this is a moth to a fire, but I still choose to agree. Jiqi shook his head and smiled bitterly in his heart, but his pupils reflected a determination like a mountain.