Chapter 1511: Quiet Downstairs
In an atmosphere of silence, Ronald looked carefully at the priest of the Holy Throne.
At this moment, Marda stood beside him, her body under the black priest's robe seemed to tremble faintly, but when she turned her gaze in front of her, she could see that her hands holding the book were in a relaxed posture.
What is the state of this church man at the moment? What do you think in your heart?
Ronald was a little unpredictable.
He didn't know how Marda would react when she saw something like this.
After all, the other party is now an important person in the church, and it is no longer possible to judge certain things purely by emotion.
Right now, even if he recited a spell to summon the black fog of hell, Ronald didn't want to blindly believe the result. Heel
So, he tried to ask in a gentle tone:
"Marda...... You're okay, right? β
Marda nodded lightly and looked at him with a smile:
"Of course I'm fine, why are you asking this?"
Ronald tried to organize his language:
"You...... Don't you think the text of this book is a bit shocking? Or is it funny? β
"Ah, that's what you're talking about." Immediately relieved, Marda shrugged her shoulders and responded, "I already knew the above to a certain extent, it was when I left the monastery to become a priest of the Holy Throne. "Hey
"You already knew?" Ronald's eyes widened, "So the tributaries of the Church who left the Southern Continent back then are also aware of everything that is happening here?" β
"Not really." Marda shook her head in rejection and said calmly, "These messages are just inferences based on facts. If we had known everything, the situation today would never have turned out like this. β
Ronald accepted Marda's claims.
But when I thought that the priest and devout person in front of me knew the nature of the 'gods', a sense of absurdity of reality immediately came to mind.
Marda also saw this, so she continued:
"It's not that hard to figure out."
"I like the quiet and peaceful life in the church. I love helping others, teaching children, and taking care of the elderly. I love the comfort and purity of my heart when I pray every morning and evening, and I love the strength and hope that faith gives me. "Hey
"Even if something doesn't exist......"
At this, Marda suddenly smiled gently.
"But so what?" She continued, "Faith comes from within, and I have peace of mind, and that's enough. β
Marda's attitude was calm but firm.
Ronald looked at the other and felt that he had a new understanding and respect for the priest of the Holy Throne.
"You're such an amazing person." He couldn't help but admire.
"Thank you." Marda bowed her head slightly, "In my eyes, you are actually a special and great person. "Hey
The two looked at each other and smiled.
The tension between the bookshelves just now has vanished.
Next, the work of the group returned to the integration and organization of the data, and Ronald continued to look through the subsequent contents of this record.
In the past, the church was unable to explore the essence of the birth of the gods due to the hindrance of time and cognition. However, the investigation and analysis of the incident phenomenon has been absolutely accurate.
There are no gods in this world.
The 'God' that fits the faith of the church is indeed born from people's faith. This process doesn't even involve magic and spells, but some kind of wondrous realm that people haven't set foot in yet.
"......" heel
As the reading ended, Ronald put the book back on the table, feeling a wave of exhaustion.
He'd been in the library for a while, and even though his body was still full of energy, his mind couldn't do that.
So, Ronald prepares to go downstairs to find Olell.
After all, the content of the book is just words, and he still needs to have a good chat with Olaire, the 'client', about some details.
Although this king of giant beasts hides a lot of secrets, he has to admit that the other party is indispensable in this incident.
A lot of things, you can only go to Oleel at the moment.
Ronald walked down the stairs, intending to go to the other party and help the people on the second floor get some water and food. Heel
By this time it was getting late.
As soon as he reached the middle of the staircase, he noticed that the lights on the first floor had dimmed, and only the faint light of an oil lamp was still flickering.
ββ¦β¦β
Ronald frowned, there was something strange underneath.
Although Orel is not human, he still has basic physiological activities. And walking to this position, with Ronald's hearing, he will not even be unable to hear the other party's breathing.
I made an appointment with Olaire on the first floor, did I have something to leave?
Walking up the next floor, the situation was exactly the same as Ronald guessed. Heel
The door to the library was closed, and only the lamp on the desk flickered on the silent first floor. On the table where the lamp was erected, pen and paper and ink were placed on it, and a crescent-shaped metal artifact held it down.
Ronald hurried over to the table and found that the pen and ink had long since dried.
He picked it up and looked at it, and his heart sank.
The handwriting on this page is elegant and arrogant. Although I haven't seen it, I don't have to think about it to know that it is Olaire's handwriting.
Then he swept his gaze upwardβ
"Farewell letter?"
"Is this a joke!" Heel
Ronald subconsciously rushed to the door, trying to chase after Ole.
Halfway through, the singing outside caught up in his ears, stopping Ronald in his tracks.
He hesitated at the door.
Then, with a gloomy face, he sat down and began to look at the farewell letter.
There are also changes in perceptions, but the key is difficult to choose. The time view of the immortal species does not need to be impatient, just wait slowly. Heel
And in the last few days, I have felt cracks and fluctuations in the seal.
This means that there are intruders who have found the seal and entered it, and its purpose is obvious.
If they succeed, then the world will be destroyed.
I don't have to make a choice.
As for stopping them......
In short, I had to make a difficult decision: say goodbye to my old identity, go to this new world, and find a new self.
- The key on the table. Heel
That is the key to my treasury, and the treasure of the Church's past.
Please also pass it on to the priests of the Holy Throne, for this is what they should inherit. It is also hoped that you will strengthen yourselves through this, and may be able to help you in stopping the invaders.
Finally, please forgive me for my selfishness, please forgive me for my deception.
In an unknown time and space, an unknown world, or a dream phantom, an eternal moment, I will hear the stories that happen here.
- Goodbye.
Once a dust monster, a saint of the Church, Olelle. γ
Syllable! Heel
Ronald put the pages on the table next to him, and there was not a hint of goodwill on his face:
"So ......"
"Just pick a child and run away?"
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