Chapter 120: Past Oaths
Guilty?
Are Finn and Lilith guilty?
Hearing the judgment of the Marshallese priest on the words of Finn and Lilith, Arroyo, Arya and Raymond were all stunned for a moment, and for a moment they didn't understand why Finn and Lilith suddenly violated the taboo sin of the church, one became a heretic, and the other became a witch.
"Lord Priestess, are you mistaken?" After a while, Arroyo was the first to react, and immediately stood up with his hands and said to the Marshallese priest, "My lord... My lord, he's the holy warrior of your church's own family, yes? You must be getting something wrong, right? β
Seeing Arroyo explain this, Arya thought for a moment, and then turned her head sideways to look at the old priest and said, "Lord Priest, I think there must be some misunderstanding here, Finn-"
"Did I ask you?!"
Before the elven girl could finish speaking, the Marshallese priestess turned his head impatiently and yelled at Arya, then turned his head sharply and glared at Arroyo, the temper he had cultivated so long that made him seem unreasonable at this moment.
Arroyo shrunk her neck by the fierce eyes of the old priest, Arya gritted her teeth and frowned, Raymond, who was stunned by the straightforward personality, saw that the Marshallese priest treated his companion like this, and suddenly burst into flames, and suddenly put up the arc-shaped sword in his hand.
"Raymond!" Finn immediately spoke out to stop him.
"Can you bear this?!" The future Sword Saint was indignant.
"It's a contradiction within the church." The young paladin spoke to him deliberately calmly, and at the same time raised his hand to remind him to grasp the sword and lower his fist first.
Raymond held his breath and looked at Fain for a few seconds, and saw that the party was not angry like this, so he finally had to snort coldly, and angrily put the curved sword in his hand into the scabbard with a "choking".
Persuading Raymond, who was not much better tempered than the old priest, the young paladin turned around and gave Arroyo and Arya a look, signaling them not to speak yet, then turned his gaze back to the Marshallese priest and asked, "You investigated our past?" β
"I'm on a business trip to Faentan." The old priest stared into his eyes, "There is a wanted warrant for you on the border of the Empire, you, that girl and the other two death row prisoners who escaped from the Ork Fortress, the charges of the four of you are clearly written on the paper of the wanted list, I don't need to investigate at all, I just need to remember a little longer." β
"Is it all about the evidence that convicts me and her?"
"That's all."
"Even if I was standing here not long ago, fighting to the death with one of the four patriarchs of the Demon Shepherd?" The young paladin asked the Marshallese priest, "The sword in my hand, the wounds on my body, and the blood I shed do not prove my steadfastness and devotion to my faith?" β
"These can." The old priest's eyes did not change, "But I question whose faith and devotion you really have!" β
Finn's pupils widened.
To whom is the faith firm and religious?
Are you mentally retarded, my esteemed Lord Priest?
Can't you even see that?
A complicated emotion rushed to his heart at once, the young paladin stared at the old priest who was only five steps away from him, the look in his eyes was mixed with a little anger, but more of surprise, and then the surprise that almost occupied all the space in his eyes soon turned into a cold disappointment, as if a fire in his heart had been extinguished by a basin of cold water.
He stood there for a moment.
ββ¦β¦ Hehe, that's enough. Then, with a sigh of lamentation, he shook his head gently.
Thinking a little about the current state of the church in this era, Fein felt relieved and completely cooled at the same time.
He should have thought it would be like this.
In 460 A.D., a year before the outbreak of the Demon Tide War, there had been a vast majority of devout priests and paladins within the Church, but the Templar had been in the hands of the older diehards until the reform.
Those in power, headed by Pope Medrus, regard the sacred clerical authority as a tool for the maintenance of their rule over secular society, and rely on the cunning of politicians to deceive and exploit the devotion of the faith, to distort the idea of justice that Gadstais conveyed to the mortal world into loyalty to their private interests, to make the high taxes and harsh canons sophistry an obligation for all but themselves, and to make anyone who might shake the foundations of their rule become so-called heretics, witches, or blasphemers to be persecuted, Using a canon that they had long since tampered with, the instructions they gave to their followers sounded like "God's will."
How ridiculous is that......
How did those apostates fall?
That's how those apostates fell!
It's not that they are born to stand in the camp of evil, but people with a little bit of intelligence will seek a new outlet after being oppressed and insulted by this ugly spirit for a long time, or just like the Moon Sword Saint Perometheus in history, their faith will collapse and go crazy directly!
People's religious leaders are taking the lead, so the Church of Humanity needs a new Enlightenment!
The Templar desperately needs a change, a storm of devastating decay to destroy all the pedantic and dirty rules and regulations, even if they are all knocked down and rebuilt. Because that's the only way!
That's the only way to do that-
Only under clerical rule can the secular world be reawakened from ignorance, the idea of justice can be correctly conveyed to the hearts of every believer without being distorted and exploited, and the clergy of the Templar can be freed from the ideological prison and set foot on the battlefield of the future without confusion in order to protect the innocent......
Finn once again made it clear in his heart that he had been firm when he first came to this world in his life, that is, he must not expect too much from the pre-Reformation churches - for example, let those priests who are not bad in nature learn to think with their minds, and recognize right and wrong with their own upright three views, instead of being willing to let the canon, which has been changed beyond recognition by the Pope, ride on his head and act recklessly, and call it "pious".
Religion should not be a yoke of will.
Religion should be the backbone of the spirit.
Unfortunately, now is not the time for change, no matter what he thinks in his heart, no matter how advanced his thinking is, Finn knows that he will have to pass the Marshallese Priesthood first.
Facing the venerable but stubborn old priest in front of him, Fein knew that he couldn't explain it to him for a while, so he simply gave up the idea of defending himself, and asked him directly: "So, what do you want me to do?" β
"All you need to do now is confess." Without thinking, the Marshallese priest replied, "You and the girl behind you must come with me to the nearest Inquisition." In Hurengel, I am the agent of the clerical authority, and I have the right to command you to do so, and the Church will give you the most just verdict. β
"But what if I refuse?" The young man smiled.
"You have no right to refuse, you can only stand trial." The old priest raised his voice, "This is God's will!" β
As the words fell, the voice of the Marshallese officiating priest smashed down like a hammer on his shoulder and calmed the scene.
The messy castle hall was quiet for a while, Arya and Arroyo didn't know how to help Finn break the deadlock with their mouths half-open, and Raymond, who had a straighter personality, was so anxious that he kept clenching his fists, but he just didn't know what to do, and finally had to follow the gaze of the elf girl and the thief youth back to Finn.
Fein met the Marshallese priest's unyielding gaze.
He stood in front of the warlock girl behind him, paused on his lips, and then replied to the old priest with a hint of regret: "No, Lord Priest, this is not God's will, and you have no right to judge me. β
"What did you say?"
"It's just foolishness."
The old priest was stunned.
"What, you don't admit it?" Seeing the expression of "what are you talking nonsense" on the face of the Marshallese priest, Fein shrugged helplessly and continued to ask.
"On what basis should I admit it?" The old priest asked simply and bluntly.
"Because it's not just you, I think the whole church has forgotten the original oath of our ancestors, hasn't it?" He looked at the old priest with a calm face.
The Marshallese priest was stunned again.
Finn looked at the old man with a smile, and could probably guess what was going on in his mind at this moment, so he continued without waiting for him to reply, "Yes, our canon has lost the original volume, and along with that canon is the text of the oath. β
"But, Lord Priest." "Oaths should not be forgotten when the tome is lost, and I remember what our forefathers had said, when the knights of the Apocalypse stood like this before our gods and dragons and swore an oathβ"
"By the blood of God and in the name of judgment, I hereby make this vow, which I will fulfill in this life unto death. I will not be arrogant, I will not be arbitrary, I will not save when I die, I will not use cowardice as an excuse to escape, I will not sacrifice my responsibilities for the sake of stealing my life; I will be humble and self-disciplined, discerning right from wrong, giving the most sincere aid of good, giving the most heroic blow to evil, and taking glorious sacrifice as a penance of atonement and the sublimation of the soul; I am the sword of the order of the world, the shield of the Great Wall of civilization, the clouds and stars that protect the sun and the moonlight, and I will always remind myself that my backbone must be as strong as a sword, and my heart will be as strong as a shield. From now on, I will give my life and glory to eternal righteousness, as I do today, and this life will be! β