Chapter 714
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"You don't know about it." Lucius was relieved as he saw Dudian sit down again: "My father was the greatest missionary of the Monastery. Even the dean of the Monastery had to be polite to my father. So my father had access to some of the core secrets of the Monastery. All the pioneers were eager to know. My father told me about it before he died. That's how I know about it."
"If you don't kill me then I can tell you what you want to know in exchange."
"But if you want to kill me then I can't do anything about it. Anyway I was sent here to be a scapegoat. I can only accept my bad luck." He continued: "If you want to use the criminal law to extort a confession then I advise you to forget it. Although I haven't received any strict training but I have at least ten methods of suicide that you can't stop."
Dean stared at him. He felt that there were some omissions. But from the structure of the bones in his body he knew that he was by no means a simple missionary.
"It's impossible for you to stay here for a few days unless you are willing to let me break your hands and feet." Dean said in a cold voice: "No matter what your purpose is, I advise you to either confess or tell me everything you know before you die. Maybe then I can let you die a quick death."
"We are all adults. Can you stop talking about death? It's bloody!" Lucis sighed and said, "You are really paranoid. I have already confessed everything to you, but you still don't believe me. I can swear in the name of the Light God that if there is even half a word of falsehood in my words, I will immediately go to hell and be locked in purgatory forever, never to be freed!"
Dean's eyes slightly moved. The Monastery and the Holy Church were of the same origin. Many of the Holy Church's ways of doing things were inherited from the Monastery including their beliefs and dogmas. Even the most vicious people in the Holy Church didn't dare to swear in the name of the God of Light. Was this person really a weirdo?
However, this person was hiding his strength. He was absolutely plotting something!
"Even if I believed you, I wouldn't let you live here." Dean raised his mechanical watch and looked at the time: "I'll give you a quarter of an hour to finish what you want to say. I don't have time to continue to talk with you. If you can't satisfy me then you won't be able to leave."
"I wanted to stay here for a few days and fool that old guy Moglen, but it seems like it's going to be very difficult." Lucius said bitterly, "It seems that there are only two paths for me to choose from. Either I use my knowledge and experience as a missionary to persuade you to join our monastery, or you have some goodwill in your heart and let me go. Otherwise, only death awaits me."
"There's a third option." Dudian said: "Tell me what you said before. That will inspire a little goodwill from me."
Lucius shook his head. "It's a long story. Fifteen minutes isn't enough."
"It's impossible for you to increase the time. My own rest time is limited." Dudian's words pierced through his mind: "You can also read me the Bible or talk about the principles of your monastery. But I'm afraid it'll be a bit difficult if you want to influence me."
"I'm not going to say anything from the Bible." Lucius's mouth curled: "I haven't read the entire Bible, let alone memorize it to deceive people."
Dean was surprised as it was the first time that he heard someone talk about the Bible in front of him. Moreover it was someone from the Monastery. He had some doubts as to whether the other party was from the Monastery. Was it another force disguised as the Monastery?
Lucius shrugged his shoulders as he saw the doubt in Dudian's eyes: "Don't think too much. I'm a genuine missionary of the Monastery. Even if you suspect me, you can't doubt the clothes I'm wearing. No one in the inner wall would dare to pretend to be from the Monastery."
"That's true. After all, there are too few fools." Dudian nodded.
Lucius was dumbfounded: "You are right. There are fewer and fewer fools. It's not easy to deceive them. If you want to coax people into joining the Monastery, you have to come up with the temptation of gold and silver. Relying on the charm of the God of Light isn't enough."
Dudian looked at the strange missionary: "How can you be a missionary if you don't believe in it?"
"I'm different from other missionaries. I'm too lazy to use the God of Light to deceive people." Lucius's expression was full of disdain: "If there was a God then there wouldn't be a need for us. We could use his power to dispel all sins and make fools smart."
Dudian felt that Lucius's thinking was a bit similar to the people of the same era as him: "But there are many people who don't understand such a simple truth."
"Some people are fools and don't understand. Some people understand but pretend not to understand!" Lucius sighed: "People say that those who don't understand are terrible. In fact, those who don't understand but pretend not to understand are terrible!"
Dudian asked: "Since you don't believe in God then why did you join the Monastery? Why did you become their missionary?"
"I don't believe in God but my father does." Lucius shook his head: "Instead of talking about God, we should talk about truth and falsehood."
"Truth and falsehood?"
A serious expression suddenly appeared on Lucius' face. "I feel that everything in this world doesn't differentiate between nobility and inferiority. There is only truth and falsehood. Just like your current life. Do you think it's true or false?"
"It's not a dream. Of course it's true."
"Is it?" The corners of Lucas' mouth curled up. "Then do you think the real world is like this? What is the goal you are striving for? You should have killed a lot of people to sit in this position. Have you sacrificed so many lives just to get this right? "
Dudian narrowed his eyes as he stared at him but didn't answer.
He saw that Lucius seemed to be chatting with him but he wanted to use this opportunity to slowly pry open his mouth and grasp his mind step by step.
Lucius chuckled as he saw that Dean didn't speak: "Anyway, I have fallen into your hands. Are you afraid of being brainwashed by a mediocre preacher?"
Dean's eyes lit up as he nodded: "Alright, since you want to talk, I'll accompany you."
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