"Are you going to do an induction ritual?"
Almost at the same moment when Chen Yi put down the book, Luomea asked.
"Yeah." Chen Yi closed "Old Past".
I was busy for two whole days, staring at the weavers and dyers, from soaking in water to washing, to drying after dyeing. I went back and forth from Resurrection Town to the dyeing workshop in the past two days. Even though I was exhausted, Chen Yiquan could not stop reading. As a way to relax and absorb mystical knowledge, I did not leave behind the business of the leather shop.
Chen Yi always reads very quickly. In just a few days, one-third of "The Past" was reduced.
"Do you really want to induce spirituality?" Lomea asked again.
Chen Yi looked directly into her eyes and smiled.
"Yeah, Pepper Girl."
He saw the uneasiness in Lomea's eyes.
"Kasim has prepared the ceremony. The patron is a Crimean scholar, a sage from the Holy Land. Have you heard of it?" Chen Yi took the initiative to tell her this.
Lomea felt relieved when he heard the name, and said: "Krimu? Nowadays, the name of a sage is becoming more and more common, but he does have a reputation. My grandma mentioned him."
"Oh?" Chen Yi knows very little about these things. In the past few years, he has lived a step-by-step life in Resurrection Town, which has limited his knowledge. He has only been out of the barony three times, and two of them were to the Holy Land and the cemetery behind the Holy Silver Cathedral. , lay flowers for my uncle’s family.
"Krim Ibn, he once served as a cantor at the Qinghong Lecture Hall, the largest Lecture Hall in the Holy Land. It is the most holy priesthood after the officiant. My grandma said he was pious and tolerant." Luo Meah immediately added: "If we talk about mystical attainments, his academic achievements are second to none. He is familiar with and deduced the names of many angels, spiritual envoys, and even divine envoys. This is why he ranks among the top two sages. , with him, I can rest assured about you."
"Two sages?" Chen Yi murmured.
Occultism and theology often intersect rather than separate from each other. The so-called numbers one, two, and three, as Chen Yi knows, are derived from the true religion’s distinction between the power of miracles. In the scriptures, the human manifestations of gods are Divided from one to seven, most of the last-level gods and gods who were demoted to spiritual bodies are in the range of numbers one and two, while numbers three and four are the manifestation ranges of secondary gods, and so on, until The number seven is also called the number of the main gods or the number of the sons of gods.
In the world of mysticism, it has been embedded in the concept of a three-fold world, with the numbers one and two corresponding to the natural world, the number three and four corresponding to the celestial realm, the number five and six corresponding to the sacred space, and the number seven overriding all numbers. It is a transcendent number.
According to the consensus among wizards, only wise men can count them. Even if they count just one, they are enough to be guests in various royal palaces.
"You still have to be extremely careful, sir." Lomea leaned forward, "Even if you are the patron saint of one of the top two sages, you can't completely guarantee that the induction ceremony will not go wrong. If you ask me, if you don't do induction, just do it as a matter of interest. There is nothing better than studying the occult."
Luomea was persuading himself again, and Chen Yi knocked his head in annoyance, thought for a while, and said softly: "Cassim told me that Lucius had controlled almost all the apprentices before, so... I'm afraid, even if I survived this time, but who can guarantee what will happen next time? I want to get more capital to protect myself.”
"And the disappearance of Lucius... Cassim said it was because of God's punishment, but... it's really a bit unclear."
Hearing this, Lomea's face turned pale.
"Keep it down, sir, keep it down." She said hurriedly: "Don't say blasphemous words."
She wasn't sure whether the soul was staring at this place.
Chen Yi didn't know why she was like this, but she kept silent.
The reasons I just told her were all made up.
The reason why I am determined to explore mysticism...
It's all because Serena told herself that all power in the world comes from ancient words.
According to this statement, my Thousand Pillars of Clouds are inextricably linked to the ancient sayings.
If its source can be explored, it is very possible to find the key to saving Resurrection Town.
"Lome..." Chen Yi looked up at her.
"What's the matter, sir?"
"Do you have an answer to my question?" Chen Yi asked casually.
"Actually, there is." Miss Pepper said seriously.
"Oh?" Chen Yi asked.
What if... everything comes to an irreversible end, even God?
That's what I asked at the time.
Lomea took a breath and said slowly: "If everything comes to an irreplaceable end, even God will do the same."
"At that time," Pepper Girl paused and said firmly, "God will save everything."
God will save everything?
Chen Yi smiled noncommittally, what an answer.
"It's time for me to leave. I won't disturb you anymore, sir." It was getting late, Lomea said.
She turned around, straightened her robe, and left.
"Wait, Lomea."
By some strange coincidence, Chen Yi stopped her.
Pepper girl turned her whole body around at once.
"What's wrong?"
Taking a breath, Chen Yinunu said lightly: "How about... you don't call me sir anymore, how about you just call me by my name?"
The tips of her light brown hair, which were tied with ribbons and hung down, were swaying in the wind. Her face turned pale, and after a while, even her ears turned red.
What a crucial step.
"Yeah...Yeah." She nodded hard and looked down at the ground.
Chen Yi knew her thoughts very well. He smiled at Luomea and teased her: "Forget it, I like to hear you call me sir."
"Huh?" Luomea raised his face, his expression was messy and anxious.
"It's nice for you to call me husband." Chen Yi added: "It's okay to call me by my name, but I like to hear you call me husband."
"Oh...oh oh." Luo Meia nodded in confusion.
She didn't stay any longer, turned around and slipped away.
.............
"Steward, are you saying that a group of prisoners will be transported in a few days?" Baron Artest rubbed his brows, feeling that it was very difficult.
The Financial Controller responded with affirmation and said solemnly: "...They are a group of true believers, including Father Christopher of the Holy Silver Cathedral."
Baron Atai stroked the deer head decoration on the chair and asked: "What is the crime and what is the punishment?"
"Blasphemy, Baron... they have blasphemed our king, and the Lecture Hall is ready to sentence them to death at the stake." The treasurer's face was moved. "It is said that the priest helped a giant believer to say the last mass. The family lived in poverty and could not afford it. The believers and chief priests of our religion finally prayed in the church."
Baron Atai grabbed his beard, sighed and asked: "Poor priest... just like this, he won't be burned at the stake."
"Yes, but..." the treasurer lowered his voice and said: "On the night when the believers received mass, the bell tower of Qinghong Lecture Hall was struck by thunder from the sky, and then caught fire... The priest prayed all night, and at the same time sent people to investigate the matter thoroughly. The matter was finally traced to Father Christopher.”
"Do they think the priest's mass has tarnished the pure souls of the giant king's followers? And then caused the wrath of the gods?" Baron Artai fully understood that the matter was serious.
"I'm afraid so, my baron, but the priest refused to sign the confession and was presumably exiled, while his accomplices were to be burned at the stake."
"Alas. This is not something I can interfere with."
He sighed. He was just a small Baron of Resurrection Town, and he had to be controlled by the pagans in his barony. Baron Atai could only silently repent to God.
The financial controller said again: "Baron, I have something related to explain."
"Say it."
"That group of prisoners will stay in Resurrection Town for a few days before being transported to the Holy Land. Therefore, they will be detained in our Resurrection Town for a period of time." The Financial Controller paused and said the current difficulty: "The warden is suffering for some reason. It’s extremely exciting, and if you don’t come out, the prison may be short of a clerk.”
There were not many people guarding the prison in Resurrection Town, and the warden was the only one who was literate.
"Ask some other scribes." Baron Artai said.
"But... most of our scribes were sent to various villages in the territory to sort out tax items, and the remaining ones were busy preparing for this fair and couldn't get away." The Financial Controller told the truth, "We have to temporarily hire a Clerk...and must be able to speak both Kish and Yavin."
"It is indeed a difficulty." Baron Artai touched the deer head decoration and asked, "Do you have anyone chosen?"
"To be honest, there is indeed one." The financial controller paused and continued: "I heard from Amy from the grocery store that your former knight Raymond, his nephew, ran the only bookstall in the town. , and not only for true believers, but also able to speak fluently in Keshi and Yawen."
