The Blessed John was actually John Sr.!
It had only been a few months. How did he become the respected Blessed of the Life Goddess?
Frank looked at John Sr., his heart trembling, unable to calm down for a while.
He carefully looked at the Blessed who was regarded as a mentor by the poor. It was difficult to associate him with the vulgar miner in the Lyck City mine a few months ago.
Is the Life Church really so powerful?
To be able to completely change a person in just a few short months?
What did John Sr. experience?
"You … Didn't you go to Zeloran? Why did you come to Larona? And you even became a Blessed? "
He finally couldn't help but ask his question.
Hearing Frank's words, John Sr. sighed slightly and recounted his experiences in the past few months.
"It's a long story. I have to thank the Goddess for her kindness …"
"Sir Frank, after going to Zeloran, I visited the Life Church and became a Life Believer."
"And after learning the teachings of the Life Goddess, I finally found my own path …"
With that, John Sr.'s expression became solemn and pious.
"The Empire is decaying, the nobles have fallen, and the Eternal Church is still lost in the glory of the past. Only the Life Church can save this increasingly dark era. Only the Life Church can let the world awaken and be completely free from suffering …"
Frank's heart skipped a beat.
Looking at John Sr.'s eyes full of pride and faith, he couldn't help but ask.
"John … Sir, why are you so sure?"
John Sr. smiled gently.
He took a deep look at Frank and said, "Sir Frank, you've already come.
"Sir Frank, you've already come here. Could it be that what you've seen along the way isn't enough to prove it?"
Frank was silent.
John Sr. was right.
Since coming to the slums, he had been shocked for a moment.
The brand-new slums, the poor with hope, the exuberant vitality …
All of this was subverting his understanding.
Frank suddenly felt that the knowledge he had learned in the past ten years might be completely wrong in some aspects …
Looking at the smiling faces of the poor full of sunshine and hope, he felt that he had vaguely grasped something.
But it was not enough.
Many things happening in front of him were beyond the scope of his understanding. He couldn't figure out the meaning behind it.
He needed a wise man to guide him through the right path ….
At this point, Frank no longer cared about the shock and astonishment in his heart.
He took a deep breath and bowed to John Senior again.
"Lord Hardedef, I have a question in my heart that I would like to ask you …"
"Why … Why is it that the slums that no one is optimistic about, under your leadership, can undergo such earth-shaking changes in just a few months?"
Frank really wanted to know the reason behind this.
Because if he could inspire the fighting spirit of the poor and transform them like Old John, he would have the hope of shaking the rule of the nobles!
After all, the poor accounted for 80% of the entire human world's population. Even if the probability of a professional being born was small, many little drops made an ocean. It was still a terrifying force.
At this moment, Frank saw the hope of changing the world!
"Because of love, because all things are equal, because every life has infinite possibilities …"
Old John said piously.
"Love? All things are equal? "
Frank's gaze was a little blank.
Old John didn't answer Frank's question directly.
He smiled warmly and asked in return,
"Sir Frank, do you love this world?"
Frank was even more confused.
"Lord John, I … I don't quite understand. Can you explain in detail?"
He asked.
Old John smiled.
"There's no hurry. Stay by my side for a while, and maybe you'll understand."
After saying that, he took a deep look at Frank and smiled.
"I can see that you are now standing at the crossroads of life, and your eyes are full of confusion about the future. If you can find the meaning of life yourself, perhaps … it will be better for your future."
After hearing Old John's words, Frank swallowed the questions in his heart.
He looked at the smiling poor people around him, hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded.
He was really curious about the changes in the slums, Old John, and the Life Church …
He believed that if he understood everything, then what he wanted to do would definitely usher in the dawn of hope.
Just like the name he gave his mercenary group …
Just like that, Frank took his personal guards to live in Larona's slums.
He became Old John's deputy and began to assist him in his daily affairs.
Old John's life was very regular.
This Life Church's Chosen only slept for four hours a day. The rest of the time, he was busy.
In the morning, he preached to the poor and imparted faith and knowledge.
In the morning, he brought the elves and the poor together to build the slums, learn life skills, or open up wastelands in the suburbs …
In the afternoon, he treated the poor for free and prayed with the believers of Life Church.
And in the evening, he personally baptized the talented poor and activated Extraordinary Powers …
Day after day, he never stopped.
And as time passed, Frank personally saw that the slums were getting better and better day by day, and more and more people gathered here.
In the end … not only the poor, refugees, and wanderers, but even the ordinary citizens of Larona began to appear here.
Looking at the smiling Old John who was gratified by the changes in the slums, at that moment, Frank finally understood what the old man meant by "love".
It was probably because of his love for the "people" that Old John chose to stay here as a Chosen!
Kieran told Old John his thoughts, but all he got in return was a smile from Old John.
He didn't deny it, but he didn't acknowledge it either.
At this moment, Frank knew that what he thought was probably still not enough.
He continued to observe.
As he was stationed in the slums, Frank gradually became familiar with the poor.
Through assisting Old John, he gradually participated in the construction of the slums. He personally led the mercenaries to help the poor improve their living environment, or taught those talented poor people martial arts …
These things, he wouldn't have done in the past.
Or rather, he never considered doing it in the past.
Not to mention that the other party was a poor person, just the difference in status between an Extraordinary and an ordinary person determined that professionals would not impart Extraordinary Knowledge to mortals who had nothing to do with them.
But now, under Old John's leadership, not only Frank, but even the mercenaries who followed him gradually broke this unspoken rule …
As time passed, the poor people became more and more friendly to Frank.
In the end, they were full of respect for him, just like how they treated Old John.
"Good morning! Lord Frank! "
This was what Frank heard every morning.
And Frank, from the initial uneasiness, also turned into a smile and nodded in response.
The days changed day by day, and finally … it was the annual Harvest Festival.
The Harvest Festival …
This was a rather ancient festival on the continent.
In the Church of Life, this was also the most important festival of the year.
And in the slums of Larona, this year's Harvest Festival was destined to be grand.
On this day, the residents of the entire slum welcomed the carnival of celebrating the festival …
Unknowingly, the number of believers of Life gathered here had exceeded ten thousand people. Everyone prayed to the Goddess of Life, Eve, to celebrate the harvest, to celebrate the change in life, and to celebrate a beautiful future …
And on this day, Frank received a gift from the poor.
It was a white cloak, made from the skin of some kind of precious magical beast.
Frank was very surprised because he knew the origin of this magic beast skin. It should be a kind of magic marten that lived in the southern mountains, and its fur was priceless.
Just this cloak alone was probably worth a hundred gold pounds!
This money, perhaps in the past, Frank could easily take out.
But after leaving the family and forming a mercenary group, it was difficult for him to spend so much money on a decorative cloak.
Of course, he could still take out a hundred gold pounds.
But the ones who gave it to him were not himself, but the poor …
Where did they get so much money from?
Frank was surprised.
Very quickly, he got the answer …
"Lord Frank, we've heard from Lord Roland that you've always wanted a magic mink cloak. In order to thank you for taking care of us these past few days, we've discussed and exchanged money for a magic mink fur from a fur merchant to make a cloak for you."
"We hope you like it!"
Surrounded by his companions, a representative of the poor presented the cloak to Frank with both hands.
Looking at his bright smile and feeling the sincerity and closeness of the poor, at this moment … Frank's heart inexplicably softened and slightly ached.
A warm current like the spring breeze slowly flowed in his heart …
"No, this is what I should do. This cloak is very expensive, you …"
He subconsciously wanted to decline.
"Lord Frank, please accept it. This is our sincerity!"
The poor insisted.
In the end … Frank accepted the gift.
The magic marten's fur was very soft.
Because it had the characteristics of wind elemental magic, this kind of cloak made of fur was very light, and could even reduce the wearer's weight.
Stroking the snow-white cloak, Frank's heart became softer and softer.
"Lord Frank, do you understand now?"
A familiar voice sounded behind him. It was Old John.
Frank turned around and saw the man smiling at him.
He was stunned and did not quite understand what the other party meant.
"Lord John, you mean …"
"Of course, it's the question you asked me before. How is it, do you feel … love now? "
Old John asked gently.
"Love?"
Frank's heart skipped a beat.
Old John suddenly took out a small mirror from his bosom and placed it in Frank's hand.
"Lord Frank, look at your appearance in the mirror."
Frank subconsciously picked up the mirror and looked inside.
It was still the handsome face he was familiar with.
However, compared to when he left the family, he was much more disheveled. His hair had grown very long, and he had a messy beard.
However, the eyes of the person in the mirror were brighter than ever before.
There was a faint smile at the corner of his mouth, as if he had encountered something happy, and there was a different kind of gentleness in the depths of his eyes.
Seeing himself like this, Frank was stunned.
"This …"
"This is love."
Old John said.
"Love …"
Frank murmured.
He suddenly raised his head and looked out of the window.
It was night, and the stars were sparse. However, the slums were still brightly lit, bonfires were burning, and laughter gradually came …
People sang, laughed, jumped, danced, and celebrated together.
It was the bonfire party of the Harvest Festival.
In addition to the slums, he could also see the mercenaries who followed him and the elves who assisted Old John.
Various races and different identities gathered together at this moment, laughing together, singing and dancing together.
Everyone had a smile on their faces, and everyone had their arms around each other's shoulders like brothers and sisters …
Looking at this harmonious scene, Frank was in a daze.
The doubts in his heart were suddenly solved. At this moment, Frank finally understood the problem he had been puzzled about …
"So that's how it is … So that's how it is …"
"I was wrong, it turns out … I was wrong all along …"
Frank murmured.
He understood.
He finally understood!
The power to change this place, everything that changed everything here, turned out to be "love"!
It was not only Old John's love for his believers, but also for the world. It was also the love the slums had for each other, for themselves, and for the future …
This love beautiful the world, this love decorated life, this love … inspired the slums to change everything.
Love was hope, faith, and the power they awakened!
Wrong.
He had been wrong all along!
Although he wanted to change this world, although he wanted to change this era, he forgot that everyone was a part of this era …
He still did not jump out of the shackles of his aristocratic identity. He still did not see what was the broadest and most difficult existence under the darkness …
He didn't really care about the masses of poor people. He didn't realize that they were the cornerstone of the human world. He didn't realize that they could also be influenced by love, inspired by love, and awakened by love ….
At the same time, he also realized that he lacked enough universal love, a broad mind, and a lofty vision.
He did not really look at the slums. He did not really love this world, and he did not really love a future full of hope and beauty …
He only realized that there was a problem in this world, but he did not delve into the essence of it.
At this moment, Frank also deeply realized that what he lacked was nothing else but a lighthouse to guide him!
"It seems that … you have understood."
Looking at the excited Frank, Old John smiled slightly.
"There is a good saying in the Sacred Scripture of Life. If you want to achieve true success, you should achieve 'knowing and doing as one' …"
"You've already gained enough feelings through the experience of reality. You've recognized yourself and the world …"
"Now, I think it is time to teach you what the true power that can change this world is."
Old John's expression was gentle and pious.
As he spoke, he took out a set of books from his arms.
It was none other than the Sacred Scripture of Life, as well as several teaching materials that went with it …
"Life, Rights, and Struggle"
"Life Church Theory and Maple Moon Free Territory Thought"
"The Relationship between the Feudal Aristocracy and the Eternal Church"
"Equality, Universal Love, and the Future"
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