The setting sun fell on the square, and many pigeons were circling.
If someone brings some food, as long as they put it in their hands, they will land very close to the palm and peck at it in small bites. They are not particularly afraid of getting close to people.
These beautiful pigeons with smooth feathers and strong postures are actually all raised by the church, and are taken care of by dedicated personnel every day.
However, as long as they don't harm them, the church doesn't mind other people coming to play with them, so over time, this place has become a very popular place for children in the royal capital.
Whenever the adults finish praying, they are always dragged by the children to stay in the square for a while.
Some young people from relatively poor families often gather in the corner of the street outside the square to sell some miscellaneous grains during periods of heavy traffic, so that these wealthy, leisurely and caring gentlemen and ladies can buy them.
If you're lucky, you might even get a nice tip.
"Sometimes I wonder... is it possible that for you nobles, the world you see is different from that of us commoners?"
After laughing for a while, Tasia said slightly sadly.
She looked thoughtfully at the square bathed in the sunset, with a brilliant glow reflected in her eyes.
"The world exists objectively," Wien said. "It just looks different in the eyes of different people because everyone has a different perspective."
After thinking carefully about these words for a while, Tasia sighed: "It's a flawless answer."
But she didn't dwell too much on this topic, and her attention quickly returned to the topic.
"But classmate Wayne, didn't you say that the chairman has something to explain?"
Tasia looked around and saw no sign of the chairman.
"Ah, there is nothing to explain. I just said it casually to remind those people not to pester them anymore."
With that said, Wayne looked towards the bench where the chairman and the others were just now. "Hey... why are they both missing now? They were obviously still there just now."
Didn’t you agree to visit Raphael?
Why is it that after the treatment is over, no one is seen?
It felt a little strange, but Wayne didn't pay much attention.
"Forget it, Tasia is tired too, I'll take you home."
Hearing him say this, Tasia's expression looked a little subtle.
After a pause, she hesitated and said: "I didn't say goodbye to those adults, is it okay?"
"Don't worry about them. As representatives of the Stuart Kingdom, they have a lot to deal with. As long as you clock in for treatment according to the procedures and leave when the time comes, no one can blame you."
Wayne chuckled and said, "If you have some free time, it's better to spend more time on your own things."
"It's better to say that they are still asking for you now. What if you have a bad attitude?"
In front of people who are used to taking charge of the situation, putting on airs intentionally or unintentionally can actually make everyone get along more happily.
Tasia said "Oh" as if she understood, "But... I should at least tell Lord Willard."
As soon as he finished speaking, Willard's voice came from behind: "Tasia——"
The two were stunned for a moment and turned back together.
"Your Majesty Bishop."
Willard did not speak for a moment, but looked at Wayne deeply, making him feel uncomfortable.
After a moment, he said softly and gently: "Tasia must be tired too. Let's take the church carriage home."
...What does he mean?
Wayne became slightly alert.
"I have already agreed with Tasia that I will send her back, so I won't bother the church to worry about it." He declined politely.
Regardless of whether it's directed at yourself or not, let's talk about it first.
Regarding Wayne's completely uncooperative behavior, Willard was silent for a while again.
"For some people, even if they can stand together and talk together, even if they can play together happily, it doesn't mean... that they are really from the same world." He said meaningfully.
Tasia's originally relaxed expression immediately became serious.
Wayne was unhappy.
"I heard that God's will is that all living beings are equal. Bishop Willard's words are deviant." He said coldly.
"This is not deviant...but because reality has been distorted by those ignorant people who only pursue self-interest." Willard raised his head with compassion.
"Only the church can implement God's will. We are all brothers and sisters equally loved by God."
Good guy, are you trying to preach to me?
Wayne was speechless.
If it were in my previous life, I would have solemnly declared my identity as the successor of socialism, and then educated him with the iron fist of materialism.
But today is different from the past. In front of Willard, a native-born believer, I really feel that I have no power to use.
"Is the lowest-ranking deacon in the Royal Capital Cathedral equal to the Pope?" Wayne couldn't help but ask.
Willard shook his head, "Such a comparison is wrong."
"His Majesty the Pope is God's agent in the world. He exists for the salvation of more people, and has accepted countless tests for this purpose." Willard answered without hesitation, "And the deacons are just lost lambs. A pioneer in it.”
Wayne instantly realized that standing here debating with him was a stupid thing.
"That's right~ If the Pope comes to the capital one day, please let me meet the great savior sent by the gods."
After saying that, he pulled Tasia and turned around to leave.
After staring at his back for a long time, Willard murmured in disappointment: "Why are these people who are favored by God always so devoid of awe..."
However, his expression soon became calm again.
"Perhaps--accepting such torture is exactly the practice He gave us."
…
Wayne almost grabbed Tasia and walked quickly back to his carriage.
Along the way, neither of them spoke.
It wasn't until the car door was closed and the wheels were turning that Tasia dared to rub her wrist lightly.
Noticing her actions, Wayne suddenly felt a little embarrassed: "Sorry, I was just too busy venting my energy, and it must have hurt you."
Tasia shook her head.
"Classmate Wayne, why were you angry just now?" she asked.
… Wayne suddenly didn’t know how to answer.
In fact, I don't quite understand why I suddenly became angry.
Perhaps, you don’t want to watch Tasia being brainwashed by the church?
After all, in my opinion, this is simply destroying the flowers of the kingdom.
"Tasia, we need to understand the world objectively." Wayne said seriously, "We can't know what God is thinking, but there must be something wrong with those who use the guise of gods to gain power and make money."
If there really is such a thing as "God", and everything in this world is like smoke to Him, would He still be interested in power and wealth in the world?
Thinking about it, I know it’s impossible.
