chsdbacks Chapter 421 Serving the Goddess
Chapter 421 Serving the Goddess
Chapter 421 Serving the Goddess
Trust between people...
Would I use such despicable means to scheme against you?
Xia Er nodded understandingly. That was normal. The two of them were very good colleagues, both working for a large, nearly bankrupt company on Earth. It was perfectly normal for them to have some office romances or office politics.
Anyway, in a stable and closed environment, where there is indeed room for advancement, but it's like walking on a dangerous building, such a relationship is perfectly normal. The two of them have been through thick and thin together, including crouching by the window, carrying guns together, and risking their lives together. It's reasonable that there's some trust between them.
"There's not much I can teach."
"Ultimately, the most crucial element is yourself, or rather, the fundamental affinity between your spirituality and the source essence. Since you haven't received the ordination and inherited the lineage, you'll always be lacking something. The patriarch doesn't have your place there, but you can use my name for now."
"Of course, when necessary."
As Xia Er spoke, he felt that he was not preaching the Dharma normally, but talking about something like the Wedding Dress Divine Skill. After all, if people worshipped him day and night under his name, whose merits would they be?
Of course, there's nothing mysterious about this, and no messy merits or anything like that.
At least not on the northern and southern continents.
So Xia'er readily imparted to the Goddess of Night the "branches, veins, and systems" that she had previously gained through the inspiration of the Daoist of the Western Continent who had given her the Dao Seed. These messy rituals, coded texts, and gestures were all illusory.
The core message can be summed up in one sentence: By imperial decree, may this law be obeyed immediately!
A name is useful in the River of Eternal Darkness, and so is the whole system. If you don't leave your name in the River of Eternal Darkness, then being purified by accident is considered entering the path, even if it's a "side path". But who says it's impossible?
The Goddess of Night lived from the Second Age to the Fifth Age, and her knowledge of mysticism was extremely extensive.
In his own interpretation, the "method given by Shael" is similar to the golden phoenix ornament in his hand. The latter is more direct, originating from the phoenix progenitor, Greta Garley, and is a mysterious item connected to a tributary of the River of Eternal Darkness.
The method given by Shael was slightly more terrifying because the other party no longer needed to rely on such an item; they could leverage feedback and responses simply by using their name, and within a certain safe range. The Goddess of the Night saw this clearly, but she just couldn't learn it...
"You were one step ahead of us, more than two thousand years ago."
The Goddess of Night now understands why the Hermit of the Fourth Era, during the War of the Four Emperors, would rather die than give up trying to cross the barrier between the two worlds. What he gained was probably this seemingly loose but sticky connection with the Source Matter.
"Yes, the various details cannot be understood without a state of perfect harmony between man and nature. The myriad flavors within are indescribable. Let me explain them to you in detail."
Shael embraced the Goddess of the Night and walked to a secluded spot in the darkness. It wasn't to create an atmosphere, nor was the atmosphere that important. They were simply bored anyway, and since they were already there, they decided to go.
Their relationship was just that ordinary.
The goddess of the night's slightly furrowed brows quickly relaxed.
In the real world, Klein didn't think that what he vaguely saw could be the true divine kingdom of the Goddess of Night. This was completely different from what he saw in the ruins of the divine war. The cold night sky and the mist covering the sea at the easternmost point of the Sunia Sea were so eerie.
In the mist, the ancient, dark-roofed church is surrounded by crows circling overhead, offering their prayers and mourning. Around the church are ordinary houses, simple wooden huts, a gray mill, and shadowy figures.
This atmosphere is quite different from that plain filled with deep-sleeping flowers and night-blooming jasmine, which makes one feel as if they are in a dream.
Even when donating money, Klein was still not over the shock and sadness he had witnessed from his parents and friends, and the slight sense of relief he had felt. In particular, when he saw the "Little Maynard" bishop on the altar with his eyes closed, his expression seemingly calm, sad, and serene.
Klein couldn't help but tap his chest four times clockwise to draw a crimson moon, then dropped all the large bills into it.
After donating 300 pounds, the steps to leave still felt so heavy. Homesickness, like a gentle thread of spirit, stirred up the thoughts of a wanderer paying homage to his ancestors and remembering his relatives. Even though there is no culture of burning paper money here, this money, at least this time, absolutely cannot be spared.
Klein took out his wallet, took out another 200 pounds, and put it into the offering box. Although he knew that his parents were definitely not resting in the kingdom of the goddess of night, he was not a traditional believer. Since faith was just a kind of spiritual satisfaction, he might as well think of it that way and attribute everything to the goddess of night.
Does it hurt?
No... Klein felt his heart was purified, becoming incredibly clear.
May the goddess protect you.
The amount was indeed quite large, and even Bishop Elektra took the initiative to come up to him. Although he was very pleased that his students were able to concentrate on celebrating the Mass and wholeheartedly comprehend the will of the goddess, he still had to take care of such a big customer.
Still too young... doesn't understand that serving a goddess shouldn't just be superficial.
Bishop Elektra shook his head slightly in his heart, feeling that Chael still had a lot to learn.
"May the goddess know that what I desire most now is to hear her teachings."
Klein turned around, some information about the bishop flashed through his mind, and then smiled in response.
This appears to be a more reliable and amiable bishop than Chael.
Although Young Menard (Shayle) was more familiar with him, Klein still preferred to be received by other bishops.
Looking at what young Maynard (Shael) said, he always thought back to when they were both extraordinary beings at the Church of the Night. Now, only a year or two had passed, and the other had already become a bishop at St. Samuel's Cathedral, living the comfortable life he had always dreamed of... It was painful...
"If you don't mind waiting fifteen minutes, I can give you a sermon in the library."
Bishop Elektra glanced at his student and saw that the student still had his eyes closed, as if praying or contemplating something. He could only reluctantly accept the task.
Honestly, the reason I had him preside over this Moon Mass was so that he could get to know these faithful believers of the goddess of Backlund better and strengthen their bond.
As a result, the main task now still needs to be completed by the teacher. This student is still too naive. Social skills and interpersonal relationships are also very important. Interactions cannot just stay on the surface. It is necessary not only to receive people normally, but also to keep them and truly establish a certain connection.