Chapter 180: The Gods and the World
In the end, "Justice" just muttered in his heart, and said very politely and politely, "Thank you for telling me this, Mr. 'Demon'." Thank you for answering my questions, Mr. World! β
The "Fool" tapped lightly on the table, drawing the others, who were either pensive or dazed, to him, and when everyone looked at the table, he spoke gently:
"God does not love the world gratuitously, that's what missionary work is all about."
Esther's lips moved again, but she only sighed silently, silently, and the "world" at the end of the table hung her head as she seemed to react to the topic compared to the others' increasingly shocked looks.
The "fool" did not explain much, and no one dared to ask about this topic again, about half of the people at the table had shallow beliefs, and if this topic was extended, it would inevitably dissect the gods from a more detached perspective, which was no different from blasphemy.
The silence lasted for a moment, and "Justice" smiled with a little difficulty: "There is only one thing I have encountered recently. β
The topic was finally completely over, and the rest of the group breathed a sigh of relief, and the oppressive atmosphere in the room eased slightly.
But after the "magician" and "moon" said that there was no new news, the "hanging man" looked at the "world" and asked:
"Can you share that mural with everyone?"
The "world" was silent for several seconds before replying indifferently: "I have no opinion." β
So after the "fool" nodded slightly, the "upside-down hangman" shared a mural:
The background of the picture is gloomy, consistent with the story it "tells", with vague figures in the background, and the main body is a long table with a lying figure, carrying the brightest and softest colors of the whole picture, full of glorious crosses.
And in the shade of that brilliance were three shadowed menβa handsome and vigorous blonde young man in a pure white robe, whose countenance was as bright as the sun; a middle-aged man in black armor who is intimidating and heroic; An old man with a hood showing only his mouth, wrinkles, and white beard.
Yet what they are doing makes it difficult to associate them with any decent character.
The three of them were eating the figures on the long table, the severed arm torn off was sent to the mouth by the middle-aged man, the white-bearded old man holding his head was sucking his brain, and the handsome young man was gnawing on the heart that had just been dug out and seemed to be beating.
In the abdomen of the man bearing the light of the cross, a huge wound was opened, and inside sat a black-covered baby, chewing his intestines, soaked in blood.
The more ingenious design of this mural is that the four people look up slightly at the same time, as if they are watching anyone who "sees" them, staring at the bystanders outside the mural, which makes people's hearts rise a violent chill.
The second she gazed at the mural, Esther's vision suddenly blurred.
She rubbed her eyes vigorously twice, and found that tears were constantly escaping from the corners of her eyes, but they were not entities, and it was impossible for her to cry......
The gray mist that hung over Esther's face, obscuring her countenance, swung slightly, swallowing the shimmering tears.
Esther realized that maybe it wasn't because of her.
Except for the "Fool", who was divided to observe the situation, the other members were also immersed in the impact of the mural's content, and did not notice the abnormality of the "lovers".
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The gray mist certainly wouldn't block Crane's vision, and he could see Esther's reaction clearly.
The brief silence in the previous answer of the "world" was that Crane was hesitating, unsure whether to let Esther know about it, and worried about whether it would have any negative effects that would make her or Zoya abnormal.
But this is above the gray fog after all, and Esther may have access to this truth someday in the future, and perhaps this is the right time to let her know about it from a protected channel, where the "Fool" can protect her openly against any change in Zoya or Esther's loss of control.
And now it's the Tarot Society, and Crane knows that with Esther's temperament, she will never have a seizure in such a serious meeting, and such an environment can also force her to calm down quickly.
Of course, the shelter provided by the "Fool" was the key to Klein's agreement with the "Hanged Man" to release the mural, and perhaps it would also dispel Esther's idea of tracking down the name "Darzyberg".
But as tears seeped out of her false spirit, shattered into faint dots of light, and were drawn up by the gray mist, Crane still felt a trace of guilt.
He couldn't be sure who the tears were coming from, Esther or Zoya, he just felt sorry for the tragic truth.
Klein was also so well aware that there are things that the true God can do about it.
It's like the ancient creator who was eaten, and now even that history is covered up and silent.
The "lover's" mood quickly stabilized, just gently kneading her eyebrows, and the moment she realized that she was crying, her tears stopped.
No one else noticed her gaffe, and the contents of the mural were a huge shock to everyone, including those who did not believe in the Seven True Gods.
This is a secret that belongs to the dark side of history, and it can bring a strong impression enough to remain in their memories as a kind of warning.
Alas, hopefully this incident doesn't make them too scared......
Crane shifted his gaze, and the "Fool" looked around at his attendees.
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The "Hermit" frowned, and the doubt in her heart made her resist the urge to speak: "The kings of angels? β
The "Hanging Man", as the person who displayed the mural, naturally gave the answer: "Yes, at least three people around." β
No one answered for a few seconds, and after the "lover" tried to restrain his emotions as much as possible, he muttered in a low voice: "Huo ...... That baby is the true Creator, or, as it is often mentioned, the fallen Creator. β
Halls also witnessed the death of Darzyborg? Esther was in a trance.
Her voice was not loud, but it was enough for everyone at the long table to hear clearly, and unlike the usual gentle but brisk voice of the "lover", her words were trembling, and even a faint grief could be heard.
The sun subconsciously looked at the end of the table, instead of the mural, he seemed to have found another person, someone who shared the same pain and despair as himself.
God is dead, eaten, and never to return...... To whom should the earth be shrouded in darkness to ask for forgiveness and sunshine?
The Sun didn't understand why, and didn't have the courage to ask the Lover if she knew the Lord of the Silver City faith.
In the end, he just hung his head gloomily, and then in silence he raised his head again and glanced at the "fool" in the first seat.
After all, "Justice" grew up in a traditional, aristocratic family with close ties to the church, and it was so shocking to her that she had to seek other explanations to calm her inner turmoil:
"Is this a twist on the legend that the three gods were born from the spirit of the Creator?"
This is a common saying in the Orthodox Church, and it is the most widely circulated record of the birth of a god on the surface.
Esther didn't say anything to retort, but she knew it wasn't, and everything the mural showed......
She can even associate the three people in the picture with the corresponding angels: "Wind Angel", "Wisdom Angel", and "Pure White Angel".
No more memories came to mind, Esther's connection with Zoya had cracked, she just had such a hazy impression, no matter how much information she had, she couldn't get it out.
The "hanged man" gave "justice" a response: "Maybe." β
The "Fool" was silent, and this weighty silence continued to ferment on the long bronze table.
The "demon" subconsciously put his hand in his arms again, he really wanted to have a cigarette to suppress the shock, today's meeting was not very friendly to him - he originally thought that his spirit was already very strong, and he could face it calmly no matter what he encountered.
The "demon" never expected that on the first day of participating in the meeting, he would encounter someone who brought such a terrifying secret.
This is the value of the pre-divine council...... Banabe's sitting posture has become much more serious than when he first participated in the meeting, and he has completely let go of his cynicism.
It was really the content depicted in the mural in front of him that made him feel heavy.
In the end, it was the "Hanged Man" who took the initiative to disperse the murals, breaking the silence in the hall, and he asked "Sun" about "investigating the former chief mausoleum", but "Sun" had been patrolling during this time and had no time to investigate.
The tone of the "hanged man" was very puzzled: "Why don't you ask a friend who has a certain friendship to help?" β
He even thoughtfully explained how to entrust this matter to a friend, and proposed a very thorough inquiry plan for the "sun".
And it took a few seconds for the "sun" to answer: "I have no friends." β
The "Hanged Man" breathed a sigh of relief, and began to encourage the "Sun" again, and even with the help of "Silver City is at a dangerous crossroads", such persuasion words made the already simple "Sun" even more hesitant and fell into struggling thinking.
Esther didn't listen too closely to their conversation, she just stared in the direction of the previous mural, and even though she felt pain, she wanted to look at it again, trying to dig something out of her consciousness.
The hoarse voice of "World" sounded beside him: "Miss 'Justice', can you treat a more serious mental illness now?" β
Esther immediately came back to her senses and stared at the "world" with a frown.
"Justice" seems to be eager to try:
"Yes, no problem. Mr. World', do you have any friends in need of treatment? β
The "world" turned its head slightly in Esther's direction, but it was only a very inconspicuous small movement, and it seemed that it only moved its neck under the hood for a moment, and then turned back to the direction of "justice".
"World" laughed low and hoarse: "There may be, of course, also I need treatment." β
After being stunned for a short time, "Justice" seemed to inadvertently glance in the direction of the "lover":
"I can't guarantee you, Mr. World, but from what I've observed, you don't have any obvious anomalies, not like a mentally ill person. If it is anxiety and stress, I will suggest appropriate relaxation and relief, and through self-regulation, you can get through the stage of the trough, and you do not need to deliberately seek treatment. β
"World" nodded slightly: "Thank you for your kindness, I want to make an appointment first, if something happens, I hope to get reliable treatment, and you are the 'psychiatrist' I am most familiar with." β
Hearing this, "Justice" immediately nodded vigorously: "I understand, I will bear your trust, Mr. 'World'." But make sure you're within my reach, or we'll not be able to meet......"
The "world" lowered its head at the "fool": "Dear Mr. 'fool', I wonder if it is feasible above the gray fog?" β
The "Fool" smiled and said, "I don't mind, it's all right, if any of you need it." β
Esther looked at the "Fool", which seemed to ...... Is it some kind of hint?
(End of chapter)