"Dunling's technology?"

This place name has appeared a little too often in recent life.

Recall that Professor Kallman's letter did mention some breakthrough in Tunling's glass-making technology, creating a new glass instrument, which gave Morrison the opportunity to find the black liquor.

At that time, Kraft didn't think about it, it turned out that the breakthrough time was much earlier than expected, and the level of breakthrough also took a big step, I don't know what kind of "alchemy elixir" made the purity of the glass qualitatively changed, and the splicing process also exceeded expectations.

I didn't expect to encounter such interesting things when I visited a church. If the gods existed, he might really be a selfless person, and even a fellow like him, who had not had a believer in three generations, could be inspired by the earthly dwelling of the Father's will.

"Why don't you say there will be any more?" Isn't it the church that crosses the river and demolishes the bridge, and after the church is completed, the makers disappear from the world, so as to ensure that this place is the only work in the world?

Combined with the characteristics of this era, it is not impossible. It is important to know that some manuscripts have the finger bones of the copyists inlaid on the cover, decorated with precious metals and precious stones, to show that they are unique.

This cruelty was partly a sign of extreme piety by the scribes of the scriptures, resulting in a collection that could be housed in the church's precious depository. Or is it more voluntary?

The last thing Kraft wants is that the creator of this technology will be erased and his dream of an instrument will be lost.

Thankfully, things were a little more optimistic than he thought.

"I heard that it was because the alchemy was broken shortly after the construction was completed." There is no sadness in the sentences with a musical tone, and the eunuch has no regret or regret for this, such as the hymn being read out of context.

It is not difficult to understand that God is the only and supreme God, so all works dedicated to God should be unique. Once there is room for replication, there is a possibility of replication and the key value is lost.

This is true of the book inlaid with finger bones, and the same should be true of the glass wings, and the functional mutilation of the eunuch's sacrifice can also be understood as a kind of cost.

Kraft didn't want to argue with a man who had lived in the church since he was a child and gave everything to serve his Heavenly Father. Even though he was disgusted by the rampant religious fanaticism, he didn't mind continuing to talk about it.

"Like the will of the gods?"

"Yes, I also think it's a will." The feminine man was relieved that the visitor had the perceptibility to appreciate the special nature of the Lord's creation, "The Lord has given him a chance that the work of the pinnacle will always be unique and unsurpassed." ”

The crystal glow spread on his slightly pale face, unhealthy white, blood faded to the edges that were not easy to see, fragile objects made for God.

"Him?" The listener intentionally singled out a different pronoun.

Gelding withdrew her gaze from her wings, her face as white as foundation, her two thin, bloodless lips opening and closing, inexplicably similar to the white stone statue downstairs, "I mean the man who dedicated this masterpiece, the priest mentioned him. ”

"Oh? So what is he doing now? "That's what Kraft cares about, the craft and the people, he doesn't ask for much, and one can stay.

"It's not clear, I only heard the priest mention him by chance."

Kraft spread out his hand and watched the reflections swirl in his palms, a circle of rainbow light on the edges. Before the singer could react, he looked away and concealed the true purpose of what he just wanted to say, "It sounds like you have a good relationship with the priests?" ”

"No, it's just that I'm familiar with Father Adrian." Speaking of this, the expression on his face slowed down a little, and there was some normal human touch.

"He has a good relationship with him, and he usually ...... together Meeting. In the middle of the conversation, he suddenly changed to a word that was too formal, and it seemed that he had a good relationship with Father Adrian, and he would deliberately help avoid what he felt should not be discussed.

"Sure enough, pious people make friends with people who are also strong in their faith, if you can, can you introduce them to you for me?"

Having the information he needed, Kraft tried to get straight to the point, to get acquainted with the amazing master glasser, and perhaps the glass instrument he wanted would be enough to get his hands on it. The hope that the lenses of the microscope will be mass-produced is also pinned on him.

Hearing the affirmation of the priest's faith from outsiders, Gelding became embarrassed, as if there was some less serious but non-publicizing reason that prevented him from accepting praise for the priest.

"I'm afraid I can't make decisions on my own, if Heavenly Father wants to, then we will naturally get acquainted." He politely declined Kraft's request and withdrew.

Coop listened to the conversation in confusion, watching Kraft politely say goodbye to the strangely pronounced man of unknown gender.

"I thought you didn't like these things very much?" He wondered if there might be a deviation in his mind, which would lead to a distortion of his understanding of the problem of Kraft's faith, which would seriously interfere with his future work.

Kraft led him back with his hands behind his back and asked, "What did you say?"

"Church, I thought you didn't have a good opinion of all churches." Coop doesn't mention the matter directly, the two are one and the same, but it doesn't sound so harsh to say that the church is not so harsh—there are many people who are dissatisfied.

Pausing at the doorway of the room William had just entered, Kraft leaned back against the pillar and looked back at the crystalline wings of the Wing Ring.

"I'm only interested in that."

"Believe in God and not in the church?" This is a phrase that Koop rarely hears, and the idea of separating the two altogether feels more dangerous than the heresy of unbelief in God.

"Glass, Koop, look at this glass, have you seen it anywhere else? I want the person who is going to make this thing to make me a set of utensils. "The rejected Kraft is not in a hurry, now that he knows the name of the priest, it is only a matter of time before he finds someone.

It was unexpectedly good news that the maker of the wings was still in the harbor, and the information about the alchemy potion related to the new generation of glass was right in front of him, and even if he heard that it could not be produced again, it could not stop him from trying it.

In addition, since the church did not need this craftsman for the time being, Kraft wanted to dig people to Wenden Harbor and help the group of colleagues who had been tossing around for a few lenses for a long time, so that the delicate craftsmanship could shine again on the correction and improvement of the microscope.

"I see." Koop nodded. It is worthy of Kraft, the idea of beating the wings of someone else's emblem in the church.

After a while, William pushed the door open, refreshed, unable to tell whether he was walking out of the port area or out of the confessional.

Kraft asked the regular visitor of the Church of Comfort: "Have you heard of Father Adrian?"

"Oh! You're talking about Drunken Father Adrian, right? ”