"After the white-clothed sage left, I got up from the ground, and the warm and soft white woolen robe he didn't take with him, it was still on me. The robe was woven from top to bottom, uncut and unstitched, lighter than any garment I had ever worn, but twice as warm and comfortable as any kind of winter garment in a robe and cotton. As my hand stroked the fine cashmere fabric of the robe, I felt a distant and melodious voice in my ears, which kept repeating the words Uriel. So even though the white-clothed Sage didn't mention it, I had a conviction in my heart that Uriel was the name of the Sage. ”

"I thought that immediately after Uriel, Sam Yasa would appear to me, and then take me back to his mansion in Hell, and continue to force me to do those abominable and filthy deeds for him. But, to my surprise, it didn't appear! I have lived with Satan for so long, and I can sense most of his joys and sorrows, so I know that it is still hidden near me, but its spirit is full of intense hatred and vile cowardice— I am amazed at Samyasa's cowardice, and I cannot help but wonder that the white-clad Sage, Uriel, did not make people tremble as fearfully as the Angel of Judgment, but he was able to make the King of Hell tremble, and therefore did not dare to come out and take me away!"

"It was a long time before I understood why Sam Yasa shivered in his bones when there was no sign of judgment or destruction. That's because the king of hell can still survive, he can still call the king in hell, and he can still be the king of this world, and the fundamental reason is the acquiescence of the king of kings. Because although sin was transmitted to mankind and the world from the fallen angel, that is, Satan, because of man's own weakness and rebellion, human beings willingly were defiled by Sam Asa's sin, thus dishonoring the holy and true King of kings, and betraying this beautiful world originally created for mankind to the devil, selling himself to sin and death. Satan did tempt mankind, but it was the humans themselves who made the choice, as if the King of Eternity appeared to me on the top of the mountain that night in thunder and lightning, dense clouds and astonishing darkness, but I still rejected Him to my face and threw myself into the arms of the devil. ”

"So the King of Eternity did not immediately cast Samasa into hell, but left him and his party on earth and in the second world, both for righteous judgment and for holy purification. ”

"Holy refinement?" repeated Sether, "what do you mean?"

"Though you are young, Sether, you are full of hearts," replied Isis. Have you noticed that you rarely see a person who has been extremely holy and innocent since birth, but there are not a few people who are born evil, hateful, and ignorant like animals, but most people in this world are in the middle of neither black nor white, most of the people in the world belong to the gray group, they have a little conscience, a little self-knowledge, and hope to be a good person, but when faced with setbacks or temptations, they will find all kinds of reasons to do some abominable and rebellious filth things, and then find all kinds of reasons to excuse themselves. ”

"That's right, so holy purification is what the majority of the gray people say?" said Sether.

"Pretty much so," said Isis, narrowing her scorched eyelids, as if she could see it herself, "I have heard an analogy of a landowner who had toiled to cultivate a beautiful garden, and who had sown full seeds, hoping that he would harvest good wheat at the time of the harvest. But while they were sleeping, an enemy came, and scattered weeds in the wheat, and departed. When the seedlings grow and spike ears, the weeds also appear. Then the servant of the lord of the field came and said to him, 'Lord, did you not sow good seeds in the field, and where did you get the weeds?' and the master said, 'This is the work of the enemy.' The servant said, 'Do you want us to go and pluck it out?' and the master said, 'No, lest we pluck out the weeds and even the wheat.' Let these two grow together, waiting for the harvest. When the harvest comes, I will say to the reapers, "Gather out the weeds first, and bundle them into sheaves, and keep them for burning, but the wheat shall be gathered in the barns." Isis turned his face to Sether, his charcoal-like pupils peeking out a little from under his eyelids, "Sether, can you understand?"

Sether pondered for a moment, and then said in a low voice, "I think that the weeds refer to those who are born to be devils, the good seed refers to those who belong to the King of Eternity, the time of harvest refers to the end of the world, and the servants and those who reap refer to angels, perhaps angels of judgment, perhaps angels of death, in short, they are the heartfelt servants of the King of Eternity." He paused, "I don't know, I'm right to say that......"

"Then do you think I'm wheat or weed?" asked Isis at once.

"You were wheat, but you embraced the weeds," Sether sighed, "and when the lord of the field sprinkled and fertilized you, you refused to grow, but at night, when the enemy stole into the field, you absorbed the poison it sprinkled as nectar." So you were born wheat, but you eventually grew into a weed. ”

"Why are you sure I was born wheat?" said Isis excitedly, not as if she was questioning Sether, but rather about herself.

"I have seen those who are born evil and abominable, who seem to have no spirit, who are born beasts to be captured and slaughtered. When they slander things they do not know, they are corrupting others, and they themselves will be corrupted. Isis, you are completely different from them, although you have been poisoned by Samyasa, but you are not the kind of person who has no conscience and humanity, if you are really a complete weed, then I think the eternal king will not tolerate you living for thousands of years, if you are really born a weed, we will not be able to sit here and talk today, and you will not be able to use your long and painful life as ironclad evidence against Satan to completely and unabashedly confess to me and Pang. ”

"What if I wasn't born a weed?" exclaimed Isis, almost hysterically, "but I ended up being a weed, didn't I?"

"Who is to blame, Isis?" said Sether softly, with rare patience and compassion, "man has his own choice, and Satan tempts you to bewitch you, and it will never be forgiven, but no one forces you to choose Satan, but on the contrary, the King of Eternity has revealed Himself to you many times, and you have rejected Him." It can be seen that it is one thing to be born, and it is another thing to choose. ”

"That's why I hate human beings," Isis whispered to herself, "and they have so little life and so little earth, yet they have so many heavenly revelations and spiritual gifts. This Sether, in his twenties, understood the mysteries far more than those who had outlived him. ”

Sether heard her and said, "Don't forget that you were once human, Isis. ”

"It was and is not, and it is no different from never was," she said in a dumb voice, "and in short, let me go on—therefore, the King of Eternity has the lives of Samasa and the dogs of his party, and for the time being they remain kings of this world, in order to judge mankind for their rebellion against the devil of His choice, and also to refine and separate by fire the wheat that truly belongs to Him in this field." ”

"When the white-clothed Sage Uriel left me, I would not have understood the wheat and the weeds. But by now, Sether should know as well as I do that Satan is nothing more than a vicious dog in the hands of the King of Eternity, who leaps up and down, does that abominable and filthy thing, and never strays from the boundaries drawn by the King of kings. Satan is the father of sin, and his tricks can be discerned by you humans if you listen to the King of kings, but the holy and true Creator, His works, are never clear to humans and angels. ”

"In short, from then on, it was as if Satan had left my life. I could feel it letting go of me in a moment of panic and timidity, and I'm sure it didn't dare to do anything to me for at least a while, but I don't know how long it was. At that time, I stood alone in the vast expanse of heaven and earth, wearing the white woollen robe left by Uriel, not knowing where to go. Because my people were wiped out by my curse hundreds of years ago, I don't know what generation it is, who is king, and I don't know how to get along with humans, I am like a strange giant baby, reborn in this sinful world. ”

"Just then there was a great commotion and the sound of wheels and wheels not far away, and I was spotted by a group of strangely dressed men. ”

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