On the first day of the Archangel Day, the people of Adona go to the Archangel Square to worship the Blessed Virgin or to the Archangel Church to listen to the teachings of the Holy Angel. When all was said and done, in the afternoon, they would return to their homes for a period of rest, which is called the "time of baptism" in Heaven, when the whole city fell silent, believing that it would wash away the filth of the city and the sorrows and sorrows that had been accumulated during the year.

In the early morning of this day, in the imperial palace of the Holy Heavenly City, Mandovusius had already taken off the imperial robe and changed into the archangel's robe. On the day of the Archangel's Day, according to tradition, he had to go to the square of the Archangel of Adona as an archangel to worship the Blessed Virgin.

He crouched on his throne, his blue eyes closed thoughtfully.

At this time, Daria walked in from outside the Imperial Palace, and the little rabbit that had been stolen followed her, and seeing that Mandovusius was closing his eyes and thinking, she waited for a while, until Mandovusius opened his eyes slightly, and then she asked: "Today is the first day of the Archangel Day, don't you need to go to the Archangel Square to worship the Virgin?" I remember when I was a child, in Dodranosi, every Archangel Day, we had to go to the Holy Church of the diocese to worship the Virgin. ”

"To go or not to go, that's just a formality, if there is a Virgin in your heart, every day will be the Archangel's Day. Mandovusius stood up and said slowly.

"Aren't you already wearing an angel's robe? Daria said.

"For the sake of my Daria, of course I can always decide not to go. "You don't know, do you?" I have always been thinking about you, you said that your brother and your dear friend Little Carpenter, I have been sending people to help you find them, but nothing has come of it. ”

"Mandovusius, I have often thought that for the things of darkness, do not take the first step, that will be the beginning of your fall into eternal night, and for the things of light, take the first step bravely, and that will be the beginning of your steps into heaven. Daria said, "It will be a good start for you to encourage evil to do good now." ”

"Your actions will always be my best teacher, and they are more powerful than any sincere words and empty truths. Mandovusius smiled slightly, "People always misunderstand others with some appearances and shallow impressions, I have become accustomed to this, and I don't want to resist and explain anymore, the only thing that makes me regret and merely is that you still don't understand me, you probably see me as a tyrant who admires power and fame, in fact, on the contrary, I just want to live freely, and I am not interested in the position of emperor and the boring title of some archangel." As the emperor, I was only elected, and this position made me restless all day long, and I couldn't live quietly. ”

"And I kill people just because those people are really hateful, they only bother me, you know that in this world, there are always some people who only create annoying garbage, they don't know what beauty is, and even affect those who know beauty to be beautiful, such people exist in the world, it will only make life uglier, these people themselves should die for the sake of the pure Virgin. ”

Mandovusius walked slowly down the steps and asked in a slow voice before reaching Daria, "Did Daria always think I was evil? ”

"As the Emperor, I have entered a never-ending demonic barrier. You know, the beauty of this world is dazzling, just like the flowers in the garden, peonies and roses, each in its own beauty, but those boring trivialities prevent me from seeing these beauty. I put on the guise of the devil, I have been imprisoned in a cage for the noise and trivialities that have nothing to do with me, and now I should really think about myself...... When I walked back to my heart, I became more and more calm, and after that, I never killed any innocent person again. ”

Speaking of this, he approached Daria and smiled at her slightly: "You have not been out of this imperial palace for a long time, I remember that I once promised you permission to go anywhere in the kingdom of heaven, you say, on this day, wherever you go, I will accompany you." ”

Daria was shocked, she looked at Mandovusius in surprise, and said in a low voice: "Today is the Archangel Day that only comes once a year, if you don't go to the Archangel Square, you will be punished by the Angel Palace." ”

"What's the point of living in this world if people don't even have the slightest freedom of self-choice?" said Mandovusius as he smiled closer to Daria, "In my heart, the most romantic thing in the world begins with rebellion. ”

After that, he turned around and said slowly: "Go and change your clothes, the two of us must hurry out of the Holy Creation Heavenly City, otherwise, the elder Raymond Wisdom, who always comes to me to discuss boring things, will definitely invite me to go to the Archangel Square together, at that time, I can't leave, you know, he is my adoptive father." ”

"If I could, I'd like to go to the Hikoro Garden in Adona and see the mural created by the artist Naturo there, 'The Spirit Before the Twilight)," Daria nodded, "Actually, I've seen the Spirit, he has a melancholy eye, his name is Blueland, he used to be kind to me, my brother said that there are paintings in the Garden of Hekoro, there are paintings on his theme. ”

"The spirit priest before the twilight water?" Mandovusius said with a smile, "Okay, I'll go with you, and we'll see what kind of person this spirit is." ”

By this time, Tythia and Lotosas had arrived in the city of Adona, and the streets of the Sanctuary Menlong Avenue were lined with all the works created by the artists who lived there during the year: calligraphy, paintings, music, sculptures, etc., and their respective authors stood beside them, and the long street became an art gallery.

Some of the angels carefully selected the precious works from them, and they thought that if they met the criteria, they would have the opportunity to be sent to the art gallery of the Archangel Church for eternal preservation, which was a supreme honor and a beautiful thing that these creators dreamed of.

At this moment, an angel walking and admiring the work was stunned, and his eyes stopped on a huge painting several meters long, the author of the painting was an old man, his face was full of horizontal stripes, there was not much hair left on the top of his head, he had a goatee, and his eyes were fierce, he was the old man Sigo in the library of the Barnox of the Feather Tomb. Everyone sat on chairs, but he was heaped on the floor of the long street, with a green leaf of a mulberry tree in his hand, and he sang:

"It's a long way home,

Seatless migrant workers fill the cabins,

The dim light stung the back,

The wrinkles of old age are all over the vicissitudes of life,

If I could lift up the whole world,

Let there be no more injustice in this world,

The cunning and fraudulent 'noble people' of the corpse are free everywhere,

There is no guarantee of the duty of the good that grows in the soil,

What am I singing and weeping for?

For the ordinary heroes in this world!"

The painting is called "The Lie of Seras", and it is on a large scale, divided into two sides, the left half of which depicts the various and colorful groups of Syrsas sailing across the ocean to heaven, and the right half of the painting is taken from the various characters and behaviors of the fields and streets of Ceras. It depicts the Sirsas living in Serias but becoming slaves for the use of the kingdom of heaven, and the people of Celas also experiencing the oppression of the kingdom of heaven.

"Hey!" said the bare-chested angel, glancing at the old man Sigo leaning against the wall, "did you paint this kind of unpopular work? Please don't show it off here, put it away quickly, or you will be the first person to be executed on the Heavenly Jedi Torture Rack this year." ”

"Young people. Sigo tucked the mulberry leaves in his hand into his coarse cloth pocket, bowed his head and said in a deep tone, "If you don't know how to be merciful and suffering, how can you be kind?

"Good. The angel sneered, "I didn't expect that I kindly told you that this painting would be bad for you, but you mocked me in secret, so you can wait in this place for someone to bring you and this stupid painting of yours into the Church of the Archangel for an 'appreciative interrogation.'" ”

"I wish they would have interrogated me, and to be honest, I should have been interrogated a long time ago. Old man Sigo said that there was a mystery in his words that no mortal could see.

"Maniac. The angel sneered and walked straight away.

After a while, Lotosus and Tythia came here, and when they saw the painting, they also stepped forward.

"This is my hometown. Seeing the chaos in the painting, Tythia worried, "How can my hometown be like this in just one month?

"Is this what Serias looks like now?" said Lotosas, crouching down and politely asking Sigo.

Old Sigo slowly raised his head, and saw that Lotosas was a Sylsa, and he looked respectful and humble, with a faint smile in his vicious eyes, and waved his hand: "Young man, there are no illusions, life is destined to lack otherworldly beauty, you see it like this now, but in the future it must not know how it will change, without long-term thinking, things will definitely develop to the worst side." ”

"Listen, Titia, Serias didn't become like this, this is what this old man imagined. Lotosas stood up.

Tithia's heart was still hanging, and in order to confirm it, she squatted down and asked politely, "Respected senior, is this painting real?"

Sigo stroked his beard and smiled: "Of course this painting is real, but the scene in the painting is from my imagination. ”

"But," said Old Sigo, as Lotosas and Titia walked away, "my imagination is like a prophecy, and many will come true......

After a while, the sun gradually becomes hot and harsh. Citizens flocked to the long street, led by an elder of the Angel Palace, who was about to go to the Archangel Square to worship the Virgin Mary or do other important things for the holiday prayers.

The white gate to enter the Archangel Square is guarded by two open-chested angels, and these people come to the front of the white gate of the square.

The two angels saw the leader of the Angel Palace Elder and the others behind him, bowed deeply and politely, and took out the angel staff at his waist, like a key inserted into the hole in the white door.

The insertion of the Angel's Staff made a crisp spiritual sound, and a dozen or so Carlos people (1) who were resident in the interior of Archangel Square heard the sound and rushed out of the Archangel Church. The Kalos are spirits of the snow-capped mountains of the north, their complexion is maroon-white, and they wear broad hard silver robes, and they push the white door open.

With the opening of the White Gate, people poured into the Archangel Square, and the square that accommodated tens of thousands of people was instantly full of people. Before Raymond Wisdom and Mandovusius arrived, they went their separate ways, and the square was filled with an uproar.

The gates of the church and the Thousand Gates were wide open, and the Syracuse Carlos stood guard in front of them. Five round stone pillars enclose a large space on the top of the Thousand Gate City, and Esfah is hiding behind the stone pillars and peeking out of the main square, he is waiting for the arrival of Mandovusius, hoping to take advantage of this golden opportunity to tell him the secret, and to clear the injustice of Emperor Saroya, who was imprisoned in the Great Vero Water Prison.

By this time, Tythia and Lotosus had already learned the location of the Thousand Gates from passers-by. Although the land of dreams lies ahead, walking down the long street and looking at the strange crowd of people coming and going, Tithia can't help but feel a little afraid. Her steps were no longer as powerful as before, her heart was flustered, and every step she took was empty, soulless, and faithless.

Lotosas noticed the change in her.

"Tythia, what's wrong with you?" he asked, "you seem to be depressed. ”

"Yes, I shouldn't be depressed. Tythia lowered her head, her eyes full of confusion, "But I really don't know what to do, I've never been on stage to perform for everyone, I'm so nervous, and I don't even have a violin yet." ”

"What kind of music do you want to play for them?" asked Lotusas, "don't worry, you can, who doesn't get bogged down by the gap between ideals and reality, but some people choose to come, and some people still hesitate to stand still." ”

"Memory. "I've written this piece for a long time, and I've tried it out for a long time, and for me memory has a powerful power, it can take us through the gap between space and time, and return to the emotion of the past, I want to play the song of memory before everyone else, and present it with the dance of memory." ”

"Tythia, I'll show you something. Lothasas stopped her, took the violin case from his back, opened it gently, held the violin and the beautiful bow in both hands, and showed them to Tithia and said, "This is the violin left by your mother, it is your treasure, and I will repair your broken bow with Futi Halugo, and I will dream of beauty and glory, and I hope you will be able to achieve it." ”

"Thank you, Lotusas. Titia saw the bow, so excited that she almost didn't know words, she slammed into Lotosas, tears suddenly filled her eyes, "The warm sun, when the brilliant flower is just an inconspicuous seed, shine on it with selfless love, under its care, one day, the seed breaks through the ground, **** thrives, and finally, when the bright petals bloom, it is most grateful to accompany it all the way, to give it endless warm sun." ”

Exegesis:

(1) Carlos: The Syracuse people who live in the northern part of the kingdom of heaven. (To be continued.) )