"It is also a sin to be too superstitious about the gods, this saying ......"

Tails took a deep breath and asked decently with this playful and irreverent joke:

"Metan sacrifice, does your goddess agree?"

However, Meghan smiled, and her tone was relaxed and freehand:

"A good teacher will not like a student who respects him first, who is only his fate, who pretends to be his power, and who expects his rescue without self-consciousness and without any progress. ”

Megan glanced at Gilbert nonchalantly.

And Gilbert, who was already numb, didn't even bother to change his expression anymore.

Megan's words are serious:

Those who believe in God should be more humble, and this humility also covers how you should view God and faith. ”

Tails was in a state of flux.

It's weird.

The familiar feeling before...... Here we go again.

"So, magic, and mages. ”

Tails struggled to recall what he had meant and to bring the conversation back to what he was interested in:

"What is the status of these things that have disappeared in history for a long time in your eyes?"

"The victim, the perpetrator, the puppet of the way of the young son, or the soil and the cradle?"

"What dominates the prohibition and obscenity of magic?"

Megan thought for a moment.

"Historically, in the eyes of some traditionally conservative monks, magic was the culprit, and it deserved to be punished, and the sin deserved to be death. ”

Tails nodded "sure enough".

But Megan turned her head and smiled:

"But it seems that maybe not. ”

Tails was curious again.

"Despite the rebellious and disrespectful attitude towards our gods, and despite the consequences of arrogance, many mages—even the unfortunate practitioners of the way of the young son—are venerable warriors and pioneers, and their presence is significant. ”

Megan nodded slowly and smiled:

"Their self-confidence and perseverance affect more than just themselves. ”

"I believe that magic must have been God's intention and gift because of it. ”

Tails was stunned for a moment.

He glared upwards and blew on his forehead.

On the side, Nia almost burst out laughing, but the clever little nun turned it into a cough just in time.

More importantly, they also influenced us, the firstborn sons of God. ”

Meghan didn't care about the prince's expression, she looked around the main study of the Mindis Hall, and sighed:

"Look at the name of our class: Theology. ”

"But you know what?"

"Once upon a time, there was no theology in the church, no matter which church it was. In the eyes of many brothers and sisters at that time, God is omnipotent, and practice is, so how can there be a way of learning?"

Theology.

Tails suddenly realized something.

"Until the time when the mages were in power and magic was in power, countless questions from the Three Towers, which were considered a few organizations of the mages, began to threaten our very existence: How can God be believed, why is God God, why does God exist?"

Meghan's words were calm.

But Tails took a deep breath.

Three towers.

Really.

Megan said with interest:

Their doubts and refutations force us to no longer look narrowly at practice and action, but only faith and spirit, but also to go deeper into the scope of theory and inquiry and improve ourselves. ”

Tails smiled and nodded to Meghan.

He understood.

That familiar feeling just now...... Not a coincidence.

Humility, reflection, vigilance......

That's exactly what Ashida knew when he lectured.

At the same time, in Meghan's conversation today, the concept and view of the Sunset Temple are ......

That is not the result of a religion, a church, or a religion that has been working behind closed doors for thousands of years.

Rather, it is the result and product of countless capable people who have faced the challenges of mages for thousands of years, and under the persecution and urging of magic.

Tails bit his lower lip.

As the old crow said, just as Exeter and the stars influenced and shaped each other in a long confrontation.

Magic.

For thousands of years, they have also been one of the heroes of the struggle and confrontation that has shaped faith, the church and the temple into the status quo.

But that's not all.

Just listen to Meghan continue:

"This is just one example—because the way of the young son is born not only of magic, but also of the church, that every rise of magic and mages, and every decline of faith and temple, prompts the insightful in the church to begin to reflect. ”

"Prompt them to let go of prejudices and attachments, to put aside conformism and formality, and to listen to the oracles with true devotion. ”

Meghan Priest looked straight at Tails:

"Self-Reflection"

"Reforming the Church. ”

"Seize the opportunity. ”

Meghan is very meaningful:

"Just like the Holy Priestess Jack a thousand years ago, after being ravaged and raped by the army, she saw the mysterious message of Saint-Ger-Errol in the ruined church where she hanged herself, and she risked her head to stop the mount of Cather VI, later the 'Emperor of Poison'. ”

Just as the prophet Brother Mohasa 700 years ago, when he was dying in the battlefield after the calamity, he heard the decree of the goddess of the setting sun and extended a helping hand to find the destined king of restoration. ”

Hearing this, Tails noticed that Gilbert, who was in attendance, began to look bad again.

"And so ......"

"Even in the days when magic was in full swing, when mages controlled the court, monopolized knowledge, and despised the rest, even in the years when the way of the young son was most respected, powerful and domineering......"

Meghan's expression was quite touched:

"God's followers still hold fast to their faith, sprinkling the dilapidated churches and temples, just to give the self-confident blind and impulsive human beings one more choice. ”

"Therefore, after the Myojin Catholic Church, there was the Holy Sun Church, and after the end of the battle, there was the Sunset Temple. ”

Not caring about the old priest's expression, Tails's gaze shifted to Sister Nia.

The prince curled his lips and gave her a bright smile.

The little nun noticed the prince's smile.

She shuddered slightly, and subconsciously turned to avoid it, revealing her reddened ears.

But that's enough.

Tails' gaze crossed over to Nia, and fell onto the luggage on the ground that she had turned to reveal.

It belonged to the tomb of King Anset...... Ancient metal nameplates.

Tails curled the corners of his mouth, ignoring the fact that it made Nia even more flustered.

For thousands of years, it is not only the Kingdom Secret Science that has left traces of magic and mages after the Purification Project.

Their biggest opponents are also included.

"So Tails, what is magic?"

Tails was distracted for a moment and didn't care.

But fortunately, the kind Meghan did not ask him to answer:

"Magic is a mirror, and through the catastrophe brought about by the way of the young son, it makes us aware of its absurdity and the paths we may take astray, forcing us to face up to our weaknesses and discover our better selves, and thus return to the way of the firstborn – as I said, the two ways, the elder and the younger, dependent on each other, and proving each other. ”

Oh, yes.

Like Megan said.

Magic is like a mirror.

In the same way, faith and the Church are mirrors of magic.

Reflecting, showing, and retaining the imprint of their thousand-year-old adversaries.

Isn't it?

Thinking of this, Tails looked at the luggage behind Nia, looked at the outline of the ancient nameplate, and smiled more and more sincerely.

Avoiding the prince's unbridled gaze, Nia leaned down stiffly, trembling and picking up the teapot to add Meghan's already full cup of tea.

Meghan's words rang out again:

"Even ...... The sorrow of magic is a trial on our path, a natural result of our indulgence in our own sins without knowing it. ”

It is the wrath and punishment of the gods against us when we turn our backs on the true meaning of our faith, distort the will of the gods, ignore our own glory, and fall into the trap of the way of the young son. ”

"That's what it means to us, and maybe to the world. ”

Speaking of which, Meghan couldn't help but sigh:

"The path of faith is not always easy, everyone has setbacks, every age has fallen into darkness, but we believe that every setback is only a test of God, and in order to strengthen our faith and loyalty, it is they who show us the way of humanity through the struggle between the young and the old. ”

For believers in God, faith is always in danger, doubts are always in doubt, and there is always a dispute between the young and the old. ”

She looked out the window at the location of the setting sun and said gratefully:

"But as long as the fire of the firstborn is not extinguished for a day......"

"The misfortune of the young son will come to an end. ”

Silence returned to the room.

Outside the window, the sky is getting darker: dusk is approaching,

"Meghan sacrifices, I have to say. ”

Tails spoke suddenly, half sincere and half deliberate:

"What you're talking about today is really thought-provoking and long-lasting. ”

Meghan smiled and bowed politely to Tails:

"If I can inspire you a little bit, it is my luck, and it is a gift from the goddess. ”

Tails nodded gratefully:

"So, if I have any doubts in the future, can I go to the Sunset Temple and ask you for advice in person?"

Smack!

The people in the room were all taken aback.

It's Nia.

I saw that she broke the teacup at some point, and was hurriedly picking it up on the ground, and her ears behind the veil were extremely red.

The people present all had unusual qualities, and the three of them only glanced at them, then turned their eyes away and ignored them.

"It is an honor, Your Highness, that the Goddess of the Sunset accepts every believer who wants to approach her. ”

Megan looks in a good mood:

"You are welcome to come and visit me at any time, you don't even need to be invited in advance, I'll let Nia greet you. ”

"Ahh

The three of them looked away again.

It was Nia who pricked her fingers when she was cleaning up the debris on the carpet, and I saw her covering her wounds, raising her head and looking at Megan aggrievedly, with tears in her eyes.

Meghan glared at the little nun in displeasure, and the latter quickly stood up nervously.

"So ......"

The older priest coughed, stood up, and regained his amiable state:

"Let's stop here for today. ”

Tails also stood up, smiling as usual:

"So fast?"

That's great.

Megan smiled and pointed to the sky:

"The sun has passed, and the night is coming. ”

Her tone was somewhat profound:

"But the starry sky is bright, and it is a thousand signs. ”

"Unbelievable. ”

Tails blinked:

"Is this a prophecy?"

The kind with sycophants?

"No one can prophesy but the prophets and messengers of God," Meghan smiled lightly.

But even prophecy is only prophecy. ”

Tails didn't understand the god's logic and simply continued to smile.

"Besides, Ms. Ginny told me to give you more time to rest. ”

This made Tails move slightly:

"Do you know Ms. Jenny?"

"I know a lot of people," Meghan lamented, "and I've seen a lot of things. ”

But God knows and sees only more. ”

"But they just kept silent, bless the living. ”

Tails could only smile politely again.

God will ...... Bless the living?

The boy pinched the scar in his left palm.

The scar that has been cut many times by the use of magic energy and is difficult to erase.

All right.

If there really is a God.

Tails thought not without irony.

Then it certainly doesn't know me.

After watching Megan and Nia go away, Gilbert slowly paced up.

He looked at the broken teacup on the ground and sighed slowly.

"It seems that the respected Megan sacrifice has really had a good harvest today. ”

Gilbert was polite in his words and in a proper tone.

It just sounds a little ......

Sour?

Tails smiled slightly:

"Guess if I had said earlier that I would visit them at the temple more often, would she have left class early?"

Tails raised an eyebrow.

"...... so"

Gilbert looked at Tails intriguingly, "Did you understand her lessons?"

Tails shrugged, raised his right hand, and rubbed the gap between his thumb and forefinger:

"A little. ”

Gilbert's eyes lit up.

"That's good. ”

Gilbert nodded knowingly, and the sourness in his tone was finally a little less.

The Foreign Secretary squinted his eyes and glanced out the door:

"Forgive me for not accompanying me, Your Highness. ”

He stared at the other side, not looking at Tails:

"I've got to catch up and have a not-so-pleasant conversation with Sacrifice Megan. ”

Gilbert chased after the guest with an unkind look on his face.

Tails laughed.

He sat back down, thinking about the outcome of today's lesson.

"Uh, Your Highness?"

"Did you do anything to that little nun?"

Tails looked up and saw that it was Doyle, not his usual servants, who had come in and helped him light the lamp that would not go out after nightfall.

(Marios, the watchman with squinting eyes and arms folded, admonishes afterwards: "So you said that because the servants did not come, you were forced to go in and help His Highness light the lamp...... And the servants didn't come because you sent them to light the lamps - don't you think, D.D., that your explanation is wrong?")

Doyle was puzzled:

"That's what I noticed...... She keeps looking back at you as she leaves, looking scared......"

Tails frowned:

"I didn't do anything, did I?"

Doyle lit a lamp, thoughtfully, and his expression gradually changed:

"Oh well. ”

"But that scary old lady ......"

Tails looked up again.

As the lights turned on, Doyle muttered:

"I'm close...... I couldn't help but listen to it, you know, the eldest son and the youngest son are interdependent or something...... She has a point, doesn't she?"

Tails stretched his arm and curled the corners of his mouth:

"Makes sense?"

Seeing that the duke's interest was mentioned, Doyle hurriedly turned around and accosted:

"yes...... She was very tolerant of that Rausch magic, not hostile or discriminatory, very gentle, much better than the old monk my family had invited at the beginning, he would only nag 'The ancient mages are all followers of demons, summoning disasters to destroy the world' and ......so on."

Tails thought for a moment, then sneered:

Aside from her tone, I don't see any mildness in her stance. ”

Doyle was stunned:

"Huh?"

"But she didn't deny magic entirely, she reflected on the church's own mistakes, saying that magic and mages were the driving force for their progress......

Listening to D.D.'s words, Tails' expression changed.

After a few seconds, Doyle's voice slowly weakened, Tails spoke again.

Sure enough, Gilbert was right. ”

Tails sighed:

"Grammar classes are really important. ”

Doyle's smile froze:

"What?"

Tails leaned back in his chair, looked at Doyle in front of him with an ignorant face, and said with a smile:

"According to Megan's sacrifice, it's no longer a question of whether magic is good or bad......"

Tails spoke, but with a thoughtful expression:

If the church and the faith are corrupted, then they must have gone astray and fallen into the way of the young son. ”

He muttered:

"In the same way, if magic is beneficial, it must be the one who uses it, who has found the right way and followed the path of the firstborn. ”

Doyle rolled his eyes.

"Gentle?"

Tails repeated, humming intriguingly:

"Actually, I couldn't have found a tougher attitude. ”

Doyle struggled to understand for a moment, then squeezed out a "oh see" expression.

"That's right, the Megan Sacrifice is neither hostile nor discriminatory against magic. ”

Tails didn't pay attention to Doyle's expression, but said in a trance:

"On the contrary. ”

"She will ...... in the name of the gods"

"Dominate magic. ”

Tails looked out the window with a deep look in his eyes:

At dusk, the setting sun is about to disappear over the horizon.

And......

[What dominates the prohibition and obscenity of magic?]

Tails thought back to this, asking himself two questions from the beginning to the end of the class.

Megan didn't answer.

Is it because you are old and have a bad memory?

Still is...... Coincidental?

Doyle blinked in confusion, a little puzzled by how to shoot the next sycophant.

But Tails ignored him, just snorted lightly, and cleaned up the "Acts of the Sunset Apostles" that he had found for the sake of class, but had never used it.

It seems that the self-cultivation of the believers of the church is not so simple......

"And I have reason to believe that some people would not be very high if they listened to these words—,,,!"

Tails' soliloquy suddenly turned into a loud exclamation!

This stirred up the surrounding vigilance, and Doyle was also taken aback.

"Your Highness?"

The figures of Glouover and Zonevide rushed into the study, wary.

"Are you okay?"

Doyle rushed to His Highness in three or two steps, glaring angrily, and fidelly pressed the sword.

"What's going on?"

Tails took a deep breath to stabilize his emotions, but his face turned blue and his eyes widened with rage.

"It's fine. ”

Tails looked up, sitting in a very unnatural position.

"Get out. ”

He said this with a gloomy face.

Glovover and Zonevide breathed a sigh of relief.

They scanned the study and checked the windows and bookcases, including the unspeakably large Yongshi oil clock, and then prepared to leave vigilantly.

"You, are you sure?"

But Doyle's attention was always on Tails, and his face was full of nervousness: "Your Highness, your face is not very good. ”

"Is there anything that can help?"

Tails took another breath.

"Yes," Tails said with a pained look on his face and gritted teeth:

"A hair in my pants is strangled by a vital organ. ”

"It hurts. ”

Tails glared angrily and hissed in his voice:

"Can you help me?"

The room was quiet for a second.

"Of course it's fine—"

In a hurry, he didn't pay attention to what the prince said, nor did he pay attention to the low pressure D.D around the prince, and walked forward proudly, but was suddenly dragged back by Glove.

I saw that Croover swallowed for a few seconds, and then hesitated:

"That'...... We won't bother you. ”

Rao is "zombie's" expression that has not changed for 10,000 years is also a little embarrassed at the moment:

"Let's withdraw and give His Highness a little ...... Private space. ”

Tails smiled stiffly, then waved his hand stiffly.

Doyle reacted at this time, and he smiled embarrassedly in the same embarrassment, and his eyes couldn't help but aim at Tails' body below his desk:

"Oh, well, then...... Be careful when you deal with it yourself, you can still ...... if necessary."

Before D.D. could finish his sentence, he was carried out of the study by Glouover and Zonevid, with their arms off the ground and facing Tails.

A few seconds later.

Watching the door close, listening to Doyle's struggle fade and making sure that there was no one in the study, Tails relieved his tense shoulders.

The low pressure around the prince gradually dissipated.

Duke Xinghu sighed, but his expression was still painful.

He lowered his head and reached under his desk, between his tightly clamped legs.

But he didn't want to pick up a certain part, but pulled out of it......

A book.

Tails looked unhappy, silently looking at this "Sunset Apostle Acts" in a daze, and snorted from his nose from time to time.

After a few seconds, the young prince opened it with a depressed expression.

Then, from one of the pages, he pulled out a damned, luxurious, brand-new, sky-blue, ...... made of Leland cardboard

Invitation.