Chapter 2: The Society of the Holy Price

At the end of the speech, amid the cheers of the people, the white-haired and white-bearded old man left the crowd under the protection of two guards.

chased out a street, and after the old man said goodbye repeatedly, the crowd finally reluctantly retreated.

The old man took out his handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his forehead, coughing twice.

"Master Vega, please take a break."

One of the guards whispered.

"Don't worry about me."

The old man shook his head and smiled softly, "This is what I should do. ”

"Thank you for your hard work." The guard bowed his head in admiration.

"According to Yves Saint Laurent, we are the friendship of the noble and the noble," the old man smiled mischievously, "and the Marquis guards us powerless commoners with his sword, and I will defend his glory with the sword of words." ”

β€œβ€¦β€¦ We're all coarse people and don't understand this. But we know that you and the Marquis are great people. ”

The guard was stunned for a moment, shook his head, and said with sincere admiration: "These are all great things that we little people can't do in a lifetime." ”

Hearing this, the old man's expression became much more serious.

"I'm going to talk about you...... No, don't be nervous, just as a friend, I have to say a few things about you. ”

The old man paused, and his gaze became serious: "What do you think, what is a big man?" ”

β€œβ€¦β€¦ Big shot...... If that's what you say...... I think ......"

The guard was stunned for a moment, and said hesitantly: "I think...... At least make people feel great. ”

"Oh? So what do you think is great? ”

"I think people like you who can educate people, or who protect the lives of civilians like the Marquis, I think are great people."

The guard thought for a moment, and said with a straight face.

Vega nodded: "You're right. According to your thoughts, you want to say that those who contribute to the masses of the people are great people, right? ”

The guard's eyes suddenly lit up: "Yes, yes, yes!" That's what I mean! ”

β€œβ€¦β€¦ Attaboy. Your soul is much cleaner than ordinary people. ”

The old man smiled with satisfaction, reached out and patted him on the shoulder: "You will become a big man." ”

β€œβ€¦β€¦ Ay? Me, me? ”

"That's right."

As he spoke, the old man said more seriously and seriously: "Although you have not done any feats yet, your heart is good. If you walk according to your heart, what you do is good. ”

"Maybe a good deed can't make people remember you, and ten, a hundred things can only make a small group of people sing your name. Even if you do a good deed, maybe you won't be as famous as you are, and how great you will become...... But at least, after you die, those who have been helped by you will miss you and mourn you. They will remember that a good soul is buried here. ”

β€œβ€¦β€¦ In this case, will you be able to become a big shot? ”

"No," unexpectedly denied the old man, "you can't be a big man just like that." ”

But if there are people in the children you help who you think are great - and their wishes and beliefs are likely to be related to you. Then you can say that you have changed these people. I have mentioned that a noble soul makes those who come into contact more noble, because he raises the price of their souls; And the coarse will make the dismissed even more coarse, because his presence lowers their price. When you make these people bent on good, you are giving them the price of their souls. ”

"And among these people, there may be a few big people, but they may also become good people like you. Then, they will continue to help more people and change the world. Make this world a better place. And among the people they have helped, there may be more big people and good people. Eventually, there may be a great man whose name will be remembered by the whole world - and then you will be the first person to raise the price of their souls, the source of all goodness. ”

β€œβ€¦β€¦ But, by then, my name has long been forgotten by them, right? ”

The guard asked with some hesitation.

The old man laughed: "Do you think that people like me and the Marquis do good deeds for the praise of others?" Child, don't go into the right way and go through the narrow gate, but do good because your soul is telling you to do good. You get pleasure from doing good, and that has served your original purpose. And then those compliments are just flashy ornaments, and it is better to have them, or not to have them. ”

β€œβ€¦β€¦ Yes, listen to your teachings. ”

The guard felt something, and immediately knelt on the ground and said reverently.

But he was halfway through speaking, but he was helped up by the old man.

The old scholar's silver-gray pupils flashed with displeasure: "Child, you must not worship me. ”

"For ......"

"All the glory of this world should belong to the Three Saints and Saint Laurent. All beings are equal except the Most Great, the King of the Earth. If I accept your prostration, you will put me on the same place as Roland...... How can I stand it? ”

"So, what should I do?"

The guards panicked for a moment.

The old man shook his head and said softly, "Pray." Pray to Roland, for everything in this age is the gift of Roland, who is threefold great. He, like you, is the source of goodness and deserves all the loyalty of prostration. ”

β€œβ€¦β€¦ Listen to your teachings. ”

The guard bowed his head this time in convincing.

Behind him, crisp applause came, accompanied by a man's hearty laughter.

"The master said it well!"

A middle-aged aristocratic man with long brown hair on his shoulders and a smile that made people feel a strong sense of affinity walked over, enthusiastically opened his arms to the old man, and came to a real hug.

It didn't look like the aristocracy was doing anything at all. The titan aristocracy paid attention to clothing and body, and the outer garment worn on the body was equivalent to the body. If you are not familiar enough, you should never touch the other person's clothes easily. Not to mention hugging, even when shaking hands, they will only hold each other's fingers, so as not to touch each other's cuffs in a rude manner.

But the old man knew that this man was not unaware of this etiquette. He was real, and he regarded Vega as his friend.

"Ah, my friend. You're finally here," the corners of Vega's mouth couldn't help but rise slightly, and she laughed softly, "I thought you didn't have time to come out with little Lily to find me, a bad old man." ”

"Humph......"

However, the man laughed proudly: "Although I am stupid, I am not stupid. Can't I take you to my house? It just so happens that Lily hasn't seen you in a long time. ”

"Ah...... Also. I haven't seen little Lily in a long time. ”

Vega patted the man on the shoulder and smiled, "Lead the way, old fellow." ”

"Order, orderβ€”"

The man laughed and shoved Vega into the carriage behind him.

The reason why Vega greeted him so casually and even offensively was not because he firmly believed in "all beings are equal", but because he knew that although the man in front of him was not formal, he did have a kind heart that was extremely rare among nobles.

Vega is not one of those false scholars who worship the aristocracy to the point of losing their roots. The reason why he was willing to come to the front of the people for the Marquis of Lyria was that he hoped that these rare nobles in today's aristocracy could be recognized and respected.

In Vega's view, this is what they deserve.

It is rare that they have reached a just new generation.

"In praise of Roland......"

Vega couldn't help but praise. (To be continued.) )