"The Lord has given you His power," Dreiser said in a complicated tone, "But the Lord has always treated the Pagani family differently..."
Agnes sighed slightly and took back the seeds mixed with blood and pale cold light in her hand.
"It's not a gift," Agnes watched as the gray-black mist in her hand slowly wrapped around her fingers and seeped into her skin, "it's just the power that is necessary to accomplish something."
Dreiser couldn't help but frowned and wanted to speak, but Agnes twitched the corner of her mouth and laughed.
"The Pagani family has long deduced the necessity of my appearance, and this also means that the fate of the Pagani family for more than a thousand years has finally come to an end..."
Dreiser couldn't help but frowned as he listened to Agnes's words, but did not interrupt, quietly waiting for Agnes's subsequent words.
"If He has enough humanity, then he must be looking forward to my arrival," Agnes said calmly, "After all, my service to Him is so natural, no matter what the reason is. ."
"From a selfish point of view, I was born because of Him and accepted His protection. He is so tolerant, and my relationship with Him is so close, far beyond anyone in this world. So what kind of person Are you more qualified than me to be His 'apostle'?"
"If you abandon your selfishness, it would be such an honor to help him realize his desires. He hates bloody vines and instinctive tentacles, but he also hopes that people will not know how to accept fate and be willing to use it. Do your best to fight the inevitable pain.”
"If His desire is my desire, then it is such a noble and glorious thing for me..."
"Despite what you said," Dreiser said with a slight frown, "I still have a feeling that you are not as willing as you said..."
When Agnes heard Dreiser's words, she couldn't help but twitch the corners of her lips and laugh.
"But this is what He needs," Agnes said softly, "'Endless hope, endless pain, the silent one who will never forget.' What is hope, where does the pain come from, He will never What will be forgotten?"
Dreiser listened to Agnes's question, thought about it carefully, and answered aloud:
"The teacher once said that if you ask a person how he wants to die, you can tell what kind of person he is, because how a person fills the hole between life and death depends on the deepest desire buried in his heart."
"A person's desires determine who he is and what kind of existence he will become. If we do not forget the deepest desire in our hearts, then no matter what happens to us or what changes occur in the outside world, our nature will not change. Because desire shapes a person's shape." Dreiser looked at Agnes calmly and said.
“Our strength comes from the desires in our hearts, from the resonance between our desires and the Lord. If we continue to peel off the human part of ourselves and let our desires continue to approach what the Lord wants, we can continue to approach the presence of the Lord. .....”
Agnes couldn't help but twitching at the corner of her mouth as she listened to Dreiser's words. Although Dreiser didn't say it as explicitly as last time, the meaning still reminded her of the last time Dreiser said it with excitement. A scene where I want to "give everything I have, just to be one with the Lord".
However, what Dreiser said gave Agnes an inexplicable sense of familiarity, as if she had heard such words somewhere before, but she did not directly refer to "desire" as "desire". Instead, use another word to call it.
While listening to Dreiser's words, Agnes searched her memory, trying to find the word.
"...The teacher once said that pain forces us to wake up suddenly, and the world becomes transparent in the eyes of indignation. If someone is so indifferent that there is no pain, then he is either sober enough to rival gods, or he is ignorant He can only become a useless person."
"Just your teachings?" Agnes suddenly interrupted and asked.
"This is my teacher's interpretation of the doctrine." Dreiser said aloud.
"What about your own thoughts?" Agnes asked.
Dreiser was stunned for a moment, thought for a long time, and then said aloud: "Human desires make them try their best to escape their inevitable fate, but human sins and love for life often bring infinite pain, passionate The behavior always looks like a dying struggle, the hope of resolving the pain always seems like despair.”
He paused for a while, then raised his head with a smile and said: "However, the fewer ways to solve problems, the more active people's thinking is, and there will always be someone who can inspire others, although many times they may not be able to obtain or make revelations in an upright posture. "
Agnes raised her eyebrows slightly: "You and your teacher seem to have different ideas."
Dreiser smiled slightly and said nothing.
"Well, I can probably imagine what yours will be like," Agnes said with a smile, "I feel that in your situation, you should not directly call Him Lord."
"According to your teacher's interpretation of your teachings as you described before, what you follow will only be desires that you both agree with, and you do not necessarily need a Lord with independent ideas."
"You are trying to gain power by getting close to this god, and think that desire determines existence, but how can humans fully understand the desire of the god? Everyone has a different understanding of desire. If you want to achieve the goal that everyone can be with This god resonates, or this god doesn’t.”
Agnes looked at Dreiser with a solemn look and said. Dreiser slowly frowned, watched Agnes open her mouth several times, and finally said in a hoarse voice:
"You want to ask, why do we need gods?"
"If you are willing to understand that." Agnes frowned and said.
"I..." Dreiser started, then stopped.
"Perhaps you need to discuss this with your teachers and other members of the order," Agnes said.
Dreiser shook the handle under his hand, finally nodded, stood up, and saluted Agnes.
"Yes, I do need it." He nodded to Agnes and walked towards the door.
"Wait a moment, Mr. Dreiser, I have something else to do..." Agnes couldn't help but shook her head and said helplessly.
Dreiser turned back almost instantly and looked at Agnes.
"Speak, ma'am."
"I hope you can take little Milo to the Kingdom of Loen."
