Chapter Seventy-Six: The Divine Comedy of the World (3)
The British Library, the oldest building in the city of London and home to countless books and knowledge, has almost made it a landmark of the city.
Therefore, the 'Auckrando Cathedral' is particularly unnoticeable.
It sits back to back to the British Library, and compared to the library, the church is surrounded by one of the few greenery in the block, and there is even a small garden at the back.
The church preaches the doctrine of the connection between man and nature, and this chapter is found in the Gospel of Light 11:37, which celebrates the prosperity of vegetation, the clear rivers, the clear skies, and the love of the environment and life.
However, under the frenzied development of the steam revolution and the baptism of demonic invasion, the teachings of this chapter are really difficult to implement, so there are not many permanent believers in this church, and every Sunday, only a few dozen people come here to recite the proclamation, which seems a little deserted.
And in the northwest corner of the church, in the corner surrounded by gardens, there is a very clean little villa, and if you want to come here, you can only go through a path by the clear grass wall, and almost no one will notice it, and naturally no one will disturb it.
"Mr. Moriarty, the dispatch has visited 13 former British Library keepers, as well as three directors." The tall girl in a maid's costume bowed slightly, and calmly reported to the man in front of the window: "It is certain that the book you are looking for is hidden in the used book area of the library..... It won't be more than ...... tonight."
The young man looking out the window didn't say much, just looked at the lush greenery and the bunches of white wildflowers dotted in between.
The bishopric of the Holy See is located in a place called 'Jerusalem'. Legend has it that before the opening of the holy calendar, it was the holy place of a certain sect, so after the great religious fusion, it has naturally become the most sacred place in the world today.
It has the most beautiful scenery in the world, the road to every pilgrimage church has the brightest sunflowers, there is the most vivid grass, and even the height of each grass is carefully trimmed, with the support of countless great priests, it can be realized that it is shrouded in light 24 hours a day, and when you look up, you can see the golden light bathing everyone's body, and the pious people who step into that land will not be able to hold back their tears and recite the most sincere prayers, and these voices will converge into a never-ending rhythm, Echoing over Jerusalem......
However..... I feel a little tired of seeing all this, but a few bouquets of wildflowers in this small garden are more comfortable to watch.
"You've been diligent...... a peaceful smile appeared on Moriarty's face, and it seemed that he suddenly became gentle and close, so that the maid in front of him slowly lowered his eyes, not daring to look at him.
The young girl, Sebastien Moran, an orphan, had fallen into the long street of carriages and the Knights Cathar during a holy ceremony of the Holy See in order to beg, and this disrespect was of course punishable severely, but she was fortunate enough to be pardoned by His Highness the Son, who was only 11 years old at the time.
A very cliché story, perhaps His Highness was in a good mood at that time, or thought that this would show the kindness of the Holy See, or was simply tired of the shouting and scolding of the guards......
But some people in the festival team didn't think so.
So, the young Moran was taken back to the Holy Diocese, dressed up, put on expensive clothes that he could not have imagined in his life, and was brought to His Royal Highness the Holy Son, who was also young.
No one knows what the person doing this was thinking, no one knows what happened to the man who made the claim, and no one knows what happened to Moran after that.
In short, when she reappeared, she had become a maid beside the Son, in charge of her master's daily life, and would not have any other identity until she died.
At this time, Moran saw that his master nodded, hesitated, and said softly:
"Actually, I don't understand, why did Dante hide it in the library if he didn't want it to be circulated in the world?"
Moriarty turned around, his face even paler against the white glasses: "Actually, I didn't understand it at first, but it wasn't until I saw the library a few days ago that I had some understanding."
A piece of knowledge...... Sometimes it doesn't just belong to one person...... From the moment it was discovered, it belonged to the entire human race, so no one had the right to destroy it even if it didn't want to be made public.
Even if that person is the only pioneer of this knowledge, the witness, even if it is the only person who has ever been to hell, it is still the same.
Of course, there is another possibility......
Dante may just feel that his painting skills are too poor, so he is embarrassed to publish it, and that's it. ”
Mo Lan listened to his master's laughing tone, and was a little relieved, although the young man in front of him never shared his true thoughts with others, but she knew that from the day she was born, she was given the love of her life, what kind of helplessness was this......
Even if this love is a blessing from the Light, even if the woman must be the master's favorite type, even if this love must be blessed by all, even if there are eleven thousand reasons for the man and woman to hug each other, even if the master himself searches the entire empire, he will eventually choose the same answer...... But the owner, still don't like it.
Beloved..... You can choose by yourself, but others can't give it!
If you give, it's an offense!
Fortunately, his master made a joke after all, even if it was pretended, at least it proved that he had this leisure.
"Let's have dinner earlier." The man who was not tall said lightly.
"Okay...... Mr. Moriarty ...... "The girl was still a little unaccustomed to the new name, and she bowed respectfully and withdrew from the room.
With the soft sound of the door closing, the surroundings fell silent again, except for the click of the precious incense wood burning in the fireplace.
Moriarty sat back down on the couch and stared at the blazing warmth of the spark in front of him......
He knew that the book he was looking for was called The Divine Comedy...... More than thirty years ago, Mistress Dante mentioned it in a casual conversation with the Pope, and since then the name has been recorded in the most secret documents of the Holy See, and few people are qualified to read it.
At the same time, he also knows the reason why this picture book is not made public.
Not only because of the weight of his knowledge, but also because of Dante's embarrassment and lack of confidence in his workmanship.
It's because ...... The picture book was tainted with the smell of the evil gods of hell.
Not even the most devout Templar Archbishops, or those who had reached the Third Order, or even the Divine Servants closest to the Light, could not gaze at him for more than ten seconds...... If a mortal dares to look at that drawing for even a moment, he will fall directly into never-ending madness.
And the thought of tonight...... I want to see the most terrifying book in the entire empire, and indeed in the history of mankind......
Moriarty's face finally showed a real smile after a long absence......