Chen Yi walked into her study. The layout inside was very simple. A small fireplace was surrounded by an iron grate, and a charcoal fire was burning inside. The gray smoke slowly climbed out of the red brick chimney. The windows on the desk were framed with glass. Lomea left. Going to the bookshelf, he took out two straw chairs and handed them over. Chen Yi shook his head and sat on the small bed in the study room where people could rest temporarily.
Lomea lit the bee candle in the room and sat down with him.
Chen Yi glanced at her bookshelf. There were not only the scriptures of the Juwang Sect and the annotations of various sects, but also the scriptures and classics of the Zhen Sect. Chen Yi looked past them and saw knight literature, bard poetry collections, and drama scripts. , and the Tamre, which is unique to paganism and describes the stories of little people such as dancing girls, servants, and slaves becoming famous.
"Where are the books you bought from me?" Chen Yi glanced again and didn't see the books on his bookshelf.
"Oh, it's in the bedroom. I occasionally put it under the pillow for cushioning." Lomea said sheepishly.
"Put it under the pillow..." Chen Yi asked again: "Do you often look through it?"
"I bought it from you. I will read it every night before going to bed." After hesitation, Miss Pepper whispered.
Chen Yi was touched by Ruoyouruowu, grabbed her hand, and put her tender arms in his arms.
"How long have you lived?" Chen Yi said softly.
"I...are you asking about this body of mine? A little more than fifteen years."
Luomea looked at Chen Yi and saw him shaking his head.
"If it were me..." She knew that she had no secrets to hide from Chen Yi, so she said, "I was born more than two hundred years ago, and I am in heaven."
"Are there countless pillars standing above the sea of clouds?" Chen Yi asked curiously.
"How do you know," Lomea was no longer as surprised as before, and just muttered: "...those pillars are the roots of the sacred tree."
"Then why do you spirit angels leave the kingdom of heaven and come to the human world?"
"...We are not angels...but we hope to become angels," Lomea said to him slowly: "Angels are born because of faith, and they themselves are the embodiment of faith. Of course, there are also many saints who ascend to heaven. We have become angels of God. Although we spiritual messengers were born from the kingdom of heaven, we still need to go through trials on earth like humans, spread God’s teachings, and have three lives of our own until we return to our hometown. That’s a place of eternal happiness and peace.”
"Oh, taking the one you love with you?" Chen Yi teased her.
Luomea suddenly put her forehead on his shoulder, suppressing her embarrassment and said: "Well... I want to take you with me."
Chen Yi immediately kissed the ends of her hair.
"Heaven..." Chen Yi murmured in his heart.
Christopher, Moses and old Figg were all led by him to that high place, the place that the world longed for, and the place that Lomea said would always be happy and peaceful.
"Do you still remember what it's like there?" Chen Yi asked curiously.
"Of course I remember," Lomea raised her head. She was about to say that when she suddenly heard the cry of homing pigeons.
Lomea stood up and opened the window. A homing pigeon flew in and stood on the window frame stupidly, shaking its head. Lomea grabbed it and removed the note tied to its leg. spread out.
After reading it, Lomea said: "She is going to enter the town."
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Chen Yi looked through the window and saw from a distance that Lomea was leading a tall woman to the lecture hall.
That should be Qinduil who she said had listened to the prophecies of the Kingdom of Heaven. Chenyi looked at her up and down, Qinduil hid his head in a hood and kerchief that protected him from the wind and dust.
But Chen Yi opened her spiritual eyes, not looking at her face, but at her soul.
I don't know if it's because of the elves, but Qinduil's soul is very magnificent, like a pastel glass bottle, pure and light.
In the glass bottle, there is a flame of faith, burning brightly.
Her soul is tied with the thread of fate, wrapped and protected by light cyan light, which seems to be the blessing of the elven ancestors.
In mythology, they were one of the first creatures to make a pact with the Lord God.
Chenduil's eyesight was very good, and she immediately noticed that someone was looking at her.
Chen Yi did not avoid her gaze.
Looking directly into her eyes, Qinduil paused obviously, and she saw that her soul was stunned.
The flame was like pouring oil.
"It's really amazing...it turns out that elves can sense the changes in the soul." Chen Yi couldn't help but mutter to himself.
Qinduil leaned towards him unconsciously, as if her soul was attracted to her, guided by her fervent faith.
Chen Yi smiled at her and closed the window.
Lomea pushed open the door of the Lecture Hall and shouted behind him. Only then did Chenduil look away and walked into the Lecture Hall.
"Who is that person?" Qinduil asked with a trembling voice. "His eyes gave me the feeling of witnessing a prophecy. Lomea, Eudocia's sister, please tell me."
Lomea knew that Eudosia had deceived Chenduil. In her eyes, she was Eudosia's sister. She was separated from her sister due to the war and was later adopted as a granddaughter by the chief priest. She had to change her mind. Believe and convert to Juwang Sect.
So for now, the fanatical Chenduil has a certain amount of trust in Lomea.
Luomea felt the touch on Chen Yi's body that was like the door of heaven. The soul in her body was boiling. She frowned and said with some difficulty: "...He asked me to take you to see him."
"Why?" Qinduil asked again.
"He said... he considered it his canonization," Lomea said, choosing his words carefully to avoid blasphemies.
Qinduil was stunned, and before Lomea could lead the way, she passed Lomea and headed towards the study.
Lomea looked at the enthusiastic elf nervously, clenched his fists to suppress the boiling, recited scriptures in his heart, and followed.
This fanatical true believer, Lomea saw her approaching the hidden study step by step.
Until he stopped in front of the door.
Chenduil turned around.
Lomea looked at her with some confusion, not understanding why she stopped.
"I have a hunch..." Qinduil gently placed his hand on the dagger at his waist, "The answer I want to investigate is on him."
"...Why, why?"
"The sensitivity of elves is far better than that of humans,"
As Qinduil spoke, she took off her hood and kerchief, revealing her pale golden shoulder-length hair and long, thin ears. Her appearance was as beautiful as any other elves.
"It's like a revelation from the Lord... Even if they are both true believers, the elves will hear it before humans." Her tone was a little nervous.
Luomea didn't understand what was going on, her soul was still boiling, but she tried to endure it and continued to ask: "What do you mean...what revelation?"
Qinduil turned his face sideways and looked at her with pity.
Lomea's fingertips trembled slightly, and she was very familiar with that look. She used to look at the disciples of the Lecture School like this.
"You make me feel strange, Lomea." Chenduil's face trembled slightly and he said slowly, "You met him before me, didn't you ever look directly into his eyes?
From his eyes, I seemed to hear the inspiration from my childhood prophecy. "
Lomea had read that prophecy in the letter of Eudocia.
However, because of their faith, she and Eudocia had always scorned the prophecies heard by the stupid.
"He is going to baptize me, not with water, but with blood." After hearing Qinduil whisper the prophecy, he turned back and stared at the ajar door: "Three hundred years have passed. , I think...the time has come."
In the study, Chen Yi heard her words.
The candlelight on the table flickered, and he seemed to know what the elf would do after entering the study.
Qinduil pushed open the ajar door.
Chen Yi stretched out his hands.
Lomea looked at them uneasily.
Qinduil suddenly pulled out the dagger from his waist. Under the candlelight, the blade shone with a cold light.
Luomea was frightened for a moment. She saw Qinduil walking towards Chenyi quickly.
Her nerves trembled, her toes trembled, and she wanted to pounce and grab Qinduil.
However, it was too late.
Qinduil had raised his dagger.
Lomea's pupils shrank sharply and her body froze.
Qinduil did not pounce on Chenyi, but stabbed the dagger hard into Qinduil's own heart.
Blood gushed out from the elf's left chest, soaking the leather armor in a blink of an eye. The sharp dagger tore through her flesh and blood. Qinduil used her last bit of strength to stir violently, and her eyes gradually disappeared. Shen Cai, knelt down in front of Chen Yi.
Lomea belatedly covered her mouth, her heart pumping as if she was screaming in panic.
She stabbed herself to death.
Qinduil died, and logically speaking, he has gone to hell.
Chen Yi remained calm, stood up slowly, and put his hands on Qin Duil's shoulders, which were beginning to lose their warmth.
"Nora Ridge."
Chen Yi said softly.
Luo Mei felt as if her soul was frozen.
Pure golden flames jumped out of Chen Yi's spiritual eyes, following the blood stains flowing from Qinduil, and headed towards the elf's broken heart.
Lomea witnessed with his own eyes the pure gold flame, glowing with an indescribable divine aura, gently embracing Qinduil's wound and repairing it.
And for some reason, she could sense that Qinduil's soul seemed to be redeemed from hell by Chen Yi and gradually returned to the body.
It was nothing short of a...miracle...a miracle of resurrection from the dead.
It's like...the Lord God brought the soul back from the hell of death in the past, a miracle that belonged to Him alone!
Lomea did not want to think of such a profane thought, and then she could no longer stop.
Because her soul boiled and trembled at the miracle before her.
Qinduil, who was covered in blood, slowly stood up, his eyes regained their brightness, and then knelt on one knee in front of Chen Yi, holding up Chen Yi's right hand with his bloody hands.
She kissed the back of her hand gently, which was the etiquette of a vassal loyal to the king.
"I finally get to see you, the Lord of Faith and the Lord of Salvation." Qinduil shed tears of enthusiasm.
"Why are you doing this?" Chen Yi asked.
"Because I believe in you." Qinduil closed her eyes and replied softly.
Lomea on the side witnessed everything from beginning to end.
She felt that her soul was like a canoe in the sea, rolling with the rough waves.
It seemed like I had seen someone like the prophet Azhar.
She was shaking all over.
No, you shouldn't think about it, you shouldn't be shaken, Lomea, calm down, calm down!
Luomea tried her best to comfort herself, but how could the goosebumps in her soul be so easily soothed?
And no matter how much she denied it, what happened before her eyes could only be summed up as a "miracle".
Suddenly, another self appeared in my mind.
"Now the miracle is right in front of your eyes. Do you believe it or not?"
Miss Pepper seemed to hear her other self asking questions.
She seemed to be suddenly on the edge of a cliff, and all she could see was an endless abyss.
The wind howled and she was shaken.
"The abyss is right in front of you. Will you jump or not?"
