Mindis Hall, afternoon, in the duke's study.
"You do not know why you are here, do you?"
When he heard the question, Thales raised his head in the study and looked at the person in front of him with faint puzzlement.
It was an old woman. She sat in an amiable manner across him. She had a weathered face, but she gave off an elegant air. The nun who served behind her was no more than sixteen or seventeen years old. She wore a veil and stood with a strict posture.
The Sunset Emblem on their robes reflected a dark golden light. It actually fit the classical and trendy interior of Mindis Hall very well.
The only thing that was not right was that Gilbert was sitting on the other side of the room. He was staring at Thales' guest with a hostile expression.
Just now, when Mallos led the teacher sent by Sunset Temple into the study with an expressionless face, Gilbert rushed over. His eyes were filled with surprise and wariness as he stared at the old woman.
"I know, this is a theology lesson."
Thales gave Gilbert a questioning look and tried to call the woman before him by her title.
"Priestess … Melgen?"
The old woman, Melgen, shook her head. She still had a smile on her face.
"No, you do not know."
Melgen smiled and pointed at the top of her head. Her smile was amiable, but her gaze was respectful.
"You think that you are here because of the arrangement of lessons and the need of tradition, but in truth, regardless of whether you are sitting here or I am here, it is God's will."
The priestess' voice had a unique sense of mystery.
'God's will?'
Thales forced a smile out of politeness.
'Alright, alright.'
Over the past few days, the teenager had been curious about what his theology teacher was like. After all, the number of clergymen he came into direct contact with since he was young were few and far between. When he was a child beggar, he met Dark Night Servants who were extremely passionate and neurotic. The Sunset Temple Priests were compassionate and pious. They had a strong presence, and the Bright Moon Priests in Northland were cold and unapproachable.
'But now, it seems like there are no accidents in the prince's theology lesson.'
Thales sighed softly in his heart.
The priestess continued speaking.
"Sunset is our witness. Our fates have long since been intertwined."
Once she finished speaking, Melgen's face turned pale. She immediately lowered her head and coughed violently into her handkerchief.
"Nia …" A pained expression appeared on Megan's face.
Thales was slightly shocked, but the young nun who stood behind the priestess seemed to have been prepared for this. With a calm expression, she immediately took out a box with practiced movements. She took out a few pills and helped the elderly Melgen drink them with water to soothe her cough.
Thales and Gilbert looked at each other.
Around ten seconds later, Melgen's coughing gradually subsided.
"I'm sorry, Sunset wants me to go through the test of pain in order to cleanse myself of a better self."
She put away her handkerchief and said to Thales apologetically,
"This was originally a benevolent gift from the Goddess. There's nothing wrong with it, but you've been dragged into it."
The mercy of the goddess?
Thales could only smile politely and shake his head to show that it was fine.
"As long as you're healthy …"
But before the Duke could say anything else, Megan, who had completely recovered from her coughing fit, closed her eyes and moved her fingers with a grateful expression. She made a few gestures that were so fast that they could not be seen clearly as she muttered some incantations.
"The Setting Sun knows my warning."
Even the veiled young nun hurriedly put away the medicine box and started praying, looking very pious.
'Charlatan.'
Thales felt a little embarrassed when he was the one who started the conversation, and he quietly gave this comment.
Thales looked at Gilbert in the distance with a distressed expression, hoping to gain some sense of acknowledgment from him. But Gilbert only stared at the old priestess who came to teach with a solemn expression.
This was rare.
Once she finished praying, Melgen noticed Thales' gaze, and she turned around to look at Gilbert.
"Are you not going to leave, Count Caso?"
The old priestess had a smile on her face, and her tone was amiable. Those who did not know her might think that the two of them had been friends for many years.
Then, Gilbert snorted softly.
Count Caso's reply was not very polite. "According to the previous correspondence with the church, the prince's teacher should be Vicar General Stylia Nydis of the Missionary Department.
"The prince's teacher should be Archdeacon Stylia Nydus of the Mission Department. He is a friend of mine for many years. He is knowledgeable and sincere in his faith. He is very suitable to answer the questions of students."
Melgen understood what he meant when she heard him, and she was not offended.
"But I am the one who came?"
Gilbert narrowed his eyes.
"Based on what I know, in Sunset Temple, the priest department and the missionary department do not belong to each other. The head priestess leads the former, receives the oracle, listens to it, and listens to it. The archbishop leads the latter, deals with secular affairs, and manages the church."
Gilbert's tone was rather rude, and it made Thales frown.
"Since when did the holy head priestess Liscia become interested in the secular affairs of the missionary department, such as teaching nobles? Does Archbishop Zenon of your church know about this? "
'The priest department and missionary department do not belong to each other?'
Thales suddenly realized that as a servant of God, Sunset Temple was not as simple as it seemed.
However, Melgen continued to smile. She uttered a few words softly.
"His Majesty knows."
At that moment, Gilbert and Thales' expressions changed at the same time.
Priestess Melgen maintained a smile that no one knew was polite or sincere. She moved her fingers and made a praying gesture again.
"Sunset's will has always been mysterious. It may seem unexpected at first glance, but if you think about it carefully, there must be a reason behind it.
I hope that you do not mind, Count. "
The nun behind her quickly followed the prayer gesture to be in sync with the priestess.
Gilbert's lips twitched, as if he was not used to being humiliated like this.
The former Foreign Affairs Minister pursed his lips for a few seconds before he said resentfully, "I will seek confirmation from Renaissance Palace.
"I will seek confirmation from Renaissance Palace. Hmm, maybe I will also give some advice."
Priestess Melgen flashed a smile that said "welcome" or "please go ahead".
Thales frowned as well.
Gilbert snorted, but he did not show any intention of leaving.
"Then, I believe that the tolerant Sunset Goddess will definitely not mind me temporarily listening to His Highness' lessons and sharing the grace of God.
"Priestess Liv Melgen?"
Priestess Melgen only curled her lips. She did not comment.
She only paused for a moment before she ignored Gilbert. Instead, she faced Thales, who was behind the study table.
"So, Thales, about God," the old priestess said gently,
"How much do you understand?"
At that moment, Thales shuddered in his memory.
A pleasant voice that he had not heard for a long time rose in his mind, and it brought him back to the past.
"When you think of gods, what is the first thing you think of?"
Thales was dazed for a moment.
"It's His Highness, Prince Thales."
Gilbert dragged Thales back to reality with a hostile and dissatisfied protest. Count Caso said to Priestess Melgen in displeasure,
"Please use honorifics."
Megan, on the other hand, smiled and said, "Of course."
But the priestess' eyes were fixed on Thales, waiting for his reply.
Regarding God …
The teenager gulped and made sure that he was not in some chess room in Dragon Clouds City. Then, he said resentfully, "
"Well, a long, long time ago, there was a man called … a god called 'Bright God'."
Megan's expression did not change as she quietly waited for him to continue.
Thales tried hard to recall the general knowledge he had learned in the past six years, whether it was from Little Rascal's relish nagging or the boring ancient text in the Ming Shen Edict.
"The supreme Bright God created the world. With a bang, heaven and earth were separated. The sun and hell's river faced each other from afar. In the gap between them, all living beings gradually formed."
But as his attention was distracted by his memories, the prince's tone became more and more casual.
"Then, Bright God got off work. I mean, he rested. The earliest gods began to take over. I think I remember that there are Bright Moon, Dark Night, Mountains, Shepherd of the Seas, Desert God, Harvest, Cold Wind …"
Thales scratched his head.
"Of course, the one with the greatest background is still 'Holy Sun' Errol. It is said that he is the sun itself, and he can be considered the Bright God's son …"
Gilbert coughed loudly in the room.
"It's fine." Unexpectedly, Priestess Megan only spoke gently to excuse herself. She did not seem to be offended.
"A bit of hearsay and humorous jokes will not affect our reverence towards the gods."
Thales, who had stopped talking for a moment, raised his eyebrows. He secretly gave Gilbert a mischievous look.
"From then on, the Holy Sun, as the leader of the gods, led the gods, took over his duties, and protected all living beings …
"Our world was named after Errol …"
"Later, the calamities descended upon the world, the Battle of Eradication, and the Great Crack and Sink. Errol, like his father, lost his job — ahem — took a break. His daughter took over the responsibility and protected the world with the other gods. She was the Sunset Goddess …"
'Yes, that's right.'
So, from Thales' point of view, when he read the history of the world, from the Bright God Church of the Ancient Empire to the Church of the Holy Sun in the Final Empire, and then to the Sunset Temple in Constellation, the classic myth of 'Bright God, Holy Sun, Sunset' passed down by the Empire in the world of Errol could be said to be a painful family business history that was closely related to the territory of the Empire.
'The first generation of the gods worked hard to build up their businesses, and in the end, they became powerful.
'The second generation of the gods lost their father's fields, and in the end, they collapsed.
'The third generation of the gods worked hard, and in the end, they went bankrupt … Ahem, it's as if I'm the Prince of Constellation, their revival was imminent.
'The building collapsed, and while it was bitter and sorrowful, for some reason, there was an inexplicable sense of joy in it.
By the way, when Thales concluded his point of view, the expression of the Bright Moon Temple priest who was in charge of teaching history classes in Eckstedt turned sour. Regent Lisban listened with great interest and nodded repeatedly.
Thales finished his speech as if he was bargaining in the market.
He smiled and looked at Gilbert, who had a strange expression on his face, and Priestess Melgen, who was deep in thought.
"You know quite a lot …"
Priestess Melgen's gaze was calm. She seemed to be thinking.
"Thank you."
Thales shrugged.
"… But it is not detailed enough," Melgen finished her words faintly.
Of course, it was not detailed enough.
In truth, most of these myths and legends to scare people was told to him by a bespectacled girl and an immortal demon.
'Hmm, perhaps I have to thank a certain former king of Northland who collected a large number of books for his Great Dragon Queen, but whose whereabouts is unknown.'
"So, do you believe in God, Thales?"
Priestess Melgen spoke again. Her eyes were sparkling.
"Do you believe that our meeting here was arranged by God?"
Thales quirked an eyebrow and cast a glance at the former Foreign Affairs Minister.
This time, he received the recognition he had been looking forward to for a long time from Gilbert's expression. Gilbert even sighed without bothering to hide it.
'I know, right?'
But Thales was still a prince. No matter how boring the people in this class were, he had to at least maintain the relationship between the royal family and the temple on the surface and ensure that both parties had a tacit understanding.
The prince cleared his throat, and his expression became stern again.
"Of course I believe in Sunset Goddess —"
"No, you don't."
Melgen cut him off coldly.
The old priestess stared straight at him. Her gaze was aggressive, and the wrinkles on her face were especially obvious at that moment.
"You do not believe in those ridiculous myths and legends, nor do you believe in the verified scriptures of the church, and you do not believe that a god like Sunset Goddess should be our ruler and where our faith lies."
Thales was instantly stunned.
Priestess Melgen snorted softly. Her gaze was clear, and her tone was stern.
"You would rather believe that this is politics, a strategy, and a fight. You would rather believe that our gathering here is a measure Sunset Goddess took to influence the royal family and the future king.
"You are just like Count Caso, who has a scornful expression on his face but insists on pretending to be serious."
In the distance, Gilbert, who had been drinking his tea with the corners of his mouth curled up, choked.
'Huh?'
"All of you are the same as most of the high-ranking people in this world who believe that they are infallible just because they have a little power in their hands, have slightly higher statuses, have some knowledge, and have some achievements in their studies.
"You do not believe in God.
You look down on God. "
Her words were too straightforward and ruthless. She left no room for negotiation.
Thales had no choice but to put away his smile. Gilbert also put down his teacup.
Melgen's tone was incredibly cold. Even the nun behind her could sense her aura. She glanced at the prince and the count in unease.
"So, you will not understand what it feels like to live in a world with gods. You will not understand what gods and beliefs bring to the world, and you will not understand how true believers live."
The expressionless Melgen looked at Thales again and met his gaze.
"You will also not understand what you will discover if you sincerely try to understand the world of gods and beliefs."
At that moment, Thales felt a little suffocated. It was as if she was the master of the study room at that moment.
He sucked in a deep breath.
"I …"
"Then, a part of your world will forever be missing."
Melgen did not seem to care about his authority. She did not even give the duke a chance to speak.
"This is bad."
She leaned forward and stared straight into Thales' eyes.
"Very bad."
It was as if she wanted to pierce through his pupils, pierce into his heart, and interrogate his soul.
"Very, very, very bad."
Her voice was low, and her gaze was cold.
Thales' expression darkened as well.
He sat behind the study table and remained silent for a few seconds. Then, he slowly pushed aside the Sunset Goddess' Apostles' Acts, which he had specially found for this lesson.
Gilbert wanted to ease the unfriendly atmosphere, but the moment he coughed for the first time, Thales spoke.
"So, what are you going to do?"
The young Duke of Star Lake stared straight into the Sunset Priestess's intimidating eyes without avoiding her gaze.
"If I do not believe in God, what will you do?"
Thales smiled and spread his arms.
"Burn me to death?"
His words caused the room to fall silent.
Priestess Melgen frowned and sized Thales up carefully.
A few seconds passed.
Melgen snorted coldly, and her tone was hostile.
"Yes."
This time, it was Thales' turn to be stunned.
'What … What is going on?'
The young nun who was standing by became nervous. She had never seen such a scene before, and she stared at the dumbfounded Duke of Star Lake in fear. She seemed to be afraid that the powerful man would order him to "drag her out and kill her" in a fit of anger.
Gilbert's coughing suddenly became louder.
"Ahem, Your Highness, about today …"
But this time, Count Caso's untimely but forced interruption did not work.
Priestess Melgen smiled mysteriously. She ignored Gilbert for the third time and added what she did not finish her sentence.
"… A long time ago, yes."
When she said this, Thales' furrowed eyebrows relaxed.
'Please, don't take a deep breath when you speak.'
The priestess slowly leaned against her chair, and her tone became gentle again.
"So, Thales, will burning you change your faith?"
Will it make you believe in the existence of God, the glory of God, and the greatness of God? "
In the distance, Gilbert sighed in relief. It was clear that he had given up on correcting the way she addressed Thales.
Thales blinked and forced himself to lift the corners of his lips.
Priestess Melgen smiled and picked up the teacup beside her.
"Then, why should we burn you to death?"
Melgen took a sip of her tea.
"You must understand that belief is not created through burning, much less slaughtering."
The priestess spoke very slowly, but she was no longer as aggressive as before.
"If I burn you to death just because you do not believe in God, it will only increase your disgust and rebelliousness. It will also strengthen your stance and will. It will not help the spread of belief, and it will also go against the gods' original intentions."
Melgen put down the teacup and stared at him.
"What is formed from fear will not be a firm belief. It will only be a gradual accumulation of endless hatred that will eventually be vented.
"Believe me, history has long since proven this."
Melgen cast a glance at Gilbert, who was frowning as well. She spoke faintly.
"On the contrary, the trials and tribulations of reality will usually lead to the sublimation of one's spirit. Over the past thousands of years, many great prophets and messengers came to their senses during persecution and suffering, allowing the true meaning of their beliefs to take root in the people and spread even further."
Thales stared at the Sunset Priestess in front of him with surprise.
'This attitude …
'She doesn't seem like a member of the church in my impression.'
Melgen turned her head around and smiled faintly.
"So, Your Highness."
This was the first time she used a respectful title.
Coupled with her softer words and friendlier tone, Thales noticed that no matter what, the stereotype he had towards the priestess was gradually disappearing.
Melgen said solemnly,
"Only evil gods, demons, and arrogant mortals are passionate about promoting bloodshed and violence. They enjoy slaughter and destruction. They rely on oppression and power to fight for power, eliminate those who oppose them, rely on it to win, and take pride in it."
Thales sat up straight without realizing it.
"However, true gods, just like our Sunset Goddess, are tolerant and forgiving. They will show mercy, forgive, help, and guide the lost sheep, and even those who believe in heresy.
"This is the true meaning of the existence of belief — salvation."
Once Priestess Melgen finished speaking, she smiled faintly.
"So, please let go of your hostility, Thales. Open your heart, and turn from a skeptic to a tolerant person.
"Because the gods also treat you like this."
Thales frowned and looked at her.
In the distance, Gilbert sighed and mumbled softly, "As expected, I still miss that old man, Stylia Nydis."
A few seconds later, Thales exhaled. He had to adjust his attitude.
"Alright then."
It was strange. The way they spoke was clearly very different, but for some reason, Thales remembered the scene when he faced the Old Crow.
"So, are you going to teach me how to believe in the Goddess, Priestess Liv Melgen?"
The duke asked with a stern expression.
Melgen smiled and took another sip from her teacup.
When she put down the teacup, her tone became profound and mysterious again.
"Hundreds of years ago, there was a young man who met with misfortune. His family business declined, and his future was cut off."
Thales was stunned. He was astonished by the fact that she had started telling him a story.
"When he was at the end of his rope, he received a revelation from God."
Melgen's expression was blank, as if she was in the story at that moment.
"So, the young man followed God's will, faced the setting sun, and headed west."
'This is … the story of an unfortunate young man who met a revelation from God and saved the world?'
Thales cast a glance at Gilbert, and he noticed that the latter's expression changed slightly.
Melgen's tone became gloomy.
"Day approached, but the young man continued to head west. The path ahead of him became darker and more dangerous. His vision became more confused and chaotic.
"Finally, when the sun set, in the deep darkness where there was no light and no moon, he was exhausted and dazed. He lost his consciousness and hope, and in a daze, he stepped into the middle of the cold Shepherd's River."
But the priestess immediately changed the topic.
"And when the merciless river was about to overflow his head …"
Melgen's words became serious.
"It was as if he had received an order. At that moment, the clouds in the dark night dispersed, and light returned to the vast world."
The turn of events that was like a traditional drama attracted Thales' attention. He listened to the story with great interest.
"At that moment, the stars in the sky lit up for him, and the endless stars shone once more."
Priestess Melgen's expression became dignified and solemn, as if God was right in front of her.
"Just like when God Ming created the world.
"Just like when the holy sun split the sky.
"Just like when all things were reborn after the end."
Melgen's eyes seemed to shine brilliantly.
"She woke up the unfortunate but fortunate young man from despair and sorrow."
Thales coughed softly.
"Creating the world, splitting the sky, and all that …
"When the sun set, the sky turned dark, and the stars came out," Thales mumbled softly.
"I thought that this was just common sense and not a miracle?"
Melgen paused for a moment and looked at the duke, who could not help but interrupt the story.
But the priestess only twitched the corners of her lips before she continued the story.
"Hence, on that miraculous day, the young man stood under the stars in the sky, and he sensed God's will. He understood his mission, and he swore a solemn oath.
"In the face of all sorts of hardships, he had to pull himself together and move forward.
"And what he wanted to revive was not just the family business that had fallen into disrepair and had fallen into disrepair for a long time."
Melgen stared straight into Thales' eyes.
"What the young man wanted to revive was the glory of the Holy Sun, which was the glory of the holy sun, to save lives and beliefs during the apocalypse that was filled with calamities. To chase away coldness and despair, he wanted to use the brightest light and the most scorching heat to turn into thousands of stars and scatter them in the night sky to illuminate the world forever."
The gods fell, and the calamities filled the world …
Thales looked up when he felt that something was off.
"So, you are telling me that before that, there were no stars in the world, and it was dark at night?"
But Melgen ignored him.
"From then on, the young man believed in Sunset and made it the national religion. He built temples and spread his faith."
'Wait.
National religion? '
Thales' expression changed. He had his elbows on the table, but he had to straighten his back.
'Could it be …'
As expected, in the next moment, Melgen stared at the Duke of Star Lake before her with a subtle expression.
She said calmly, "And so, Tormond the First's great cause began.
"Constellation prospered from then on."
Melgen's voice faded away.
The study room was quiet for a few seconds.
Then, Thales chuckled awkwardly.
"This is a classic passage in Sunset's Scripture. It was personally recorded by the Goddess' prophet and messenger, Mohaza, a priest from seven hundred years ago."
Melgen smiled faintly. She spoke in a teasing and reminding manner.
"You should know more about the story of your ancestors."
"Thales."
Thales lowered his head and cleared his throat, pretending that he did not hear her.
'Divine revelation, reincarnation, splitting open the sky, making an oath …
'This is actually the story of Tormond the First encountering a miracle and making an oath to establish a kingdom?
'Isn't this too ridiculous?'
"Regarding this story, even the internal members of Sunset Church have their own debates." Gilbert stared at the guest with a warning gaze. "Especially the main point of the oath."
"Priestess Melgen."
Melgen returned Gilbert's gaze. She seemed to be displeased, but she also seemed to be teasing him.
"Our count was not satisfied with the story in Sunset's Scripture to enlighten the believers." Melgen looked at Thales with a gentle gaze.
"But it is fine."
In the next second, Melgen's expression became serious again.
"Because no matter how ridiculous it is and how it cannot withstand a thorough investigation, it is fine …
"Seven hundred years ago, this story spread, and it took root in the hearts of the people …"
Melgen spoke faintly, and her words made Thales frown.
"Tormond was no longer the remaining prince of the evil empire. He was no longer a foreign warrior who invaded his homeland to eat, drink, and use. He was no longer an illegitimate bastard with a lowly status and questionable bloodline. He was also no longer an ambitious and brutal warlord who had his own army."
When he heard these adjectives, Thales was shocked.
This time, Gilbert did not hold back. He shouted sternly to stop her.
"Priestess Melgen!"
But Melgen did not care. Her gaze was dark.
"Instead, it's a person who is recognized by the unreachable gods in the eyes of the believers, who is praised by zealous cultivators, who is inspired by the setting sun, who is grateful for the afterglow of the holy sun, and who swears to work hard to create a paradise in the world —"
"The King of Renaissance."
Thales' expression froze.
Gilbert still pursed his lips. By the looks of it, he was quite angry.
"From then on, Tormond no longer needed to cruelly execute every local who refused to submit to his rule as an example to others. He no longer needed to be wary of whether the water from the well he fetched from the village was poisoned to ensure his safety. He no longer needed to worry about finding a reliable place to stay or a source of soldiers so that he could fight again."
Thales' expression became more and more serious.
He understood the meaning behind her words.
"Until the day he succeeded in his hegemony, and the kingdom was established …
"Sunset Goddess became the guardian goddess of the Jadestar Royal Family. She witnessed the coronation and death of every king."
Priestess Melgen spoke with a serious expression.
"From then on, Sunset Temple and the Jadestar Royal Family's fate were intertwined, and it was difficult to separate them."
'Intertwined with the Jadestar Royal Family's fate …'
Thales quietly repeated these words. Suddenly, he felt a strange sense of familiarity.
Melgen paused for a moment before she spoke faster.
"From the first century of the Calendar of Eradication, 'King of Peace' Kessel the First renovated the temple. He took in a large number of believers and was praised by all.
"'Blade' Tormond the Second appointed Bishop Longdong as the prime minister. He obeyed the will of the heavens, spread his faith, and enjoyed the credit of expanding his territory.
"'Benevolent King' Sumer the First was a devout believer. He practiced what he preached, and in the end, he moved the Goddess. He received the miracle of rain, and he resolved the drought that lasted for years.
"'Six-Fingered' Horace the First swore an oath under the Sunset Temple Statue. He received God's protection, and the people were united to fight against the heretics who came from the other side of the ocean.
"'Jackal' Sumer the Third made a declaration. He proclaimed the national religion, and he established his faith.
"'Virtuous King' Mindis the Third promoted theology. He sealed the scriptures and taught it to the cultivators …"
Every time Melgen spoke of an example, Thales' thoughts would jump, and he was forced to search for the knowledge that matched what she said in his history lessons.
But at the same time, he could not help but notice that as the priestess spoke, Gilbert's eyebrows gradually furrowed, and his coughing became more intense.
"For the sake of the kingdom, Thales, if our hearts are not united, it will be even more difficult for our strength to be united. Let me ask you, if your people's beliefs, what they respect, and what they care about are not the same, you will not fit in with their world.
"Then, how will you rule the kingdom when you sit on the throne in the future?"
Her words caused Thales' expression to gradually turn solemn.
He suddenly realized that the theology that the other party was talking about and the theology that he understood were far from the same kind of thing.
"And the truth behind these stories is that we have always lived in a world with gods, regardless of whether you acknowledge their miracles and understand their might.
"They might seem to be so high that we cannot reach them, but they have never left our world, and they have deeply affected our lives …"
Melgen's expression darkened.
"They are sometimes mysterious, but sometimes obvious. They seem to have traces of them, but we cannot figure them out."
Priestess Melgen straightened her priest robe and said softly,
"Their words are as powerful as a million soldiers.
This is the power of faith. "
Thales was silent. He did not speak for a long time.
But a few seconds later, Melgen's tone became lively again.
Priestess Melgen ignored Gilbert's frowning expression and said with a smile, "Hence, my duty in this class, Thales.
Melgen stared at him straight in the eyes. "Thales, my duty in this class is not to encourage you to believe in something, not to point out where the true God is, and not to teach you how to memorize the rules of the scriptures. Instead, during the process of discussing this question with you, I am to help you discover the relationship between yourself and God, and to help you understand the distance between yourself and God."
Melgen stared at him.
"To help you better understand yourself."
"Regardless of whether you are a mortal right now, or if you will rule the kingdom in the future."
Thales frowned slightly.
'Understand? Myself?'
What she said at that moment made him remember the indescribable and incredibly mysterious powerful Mystic in the 'Critical Realm'.
'From his view of God to understanding himself …
'Is this a coincidence?'
Melgen smiled and said, "Because what we are going to explore today is not just a subject about God.
It is also a subject about people. "
A thought appeared in Thales' mind.
"So, theology," he asked with great interest, "is a subject about people?"
"Is it a subject about people?"
Melgen smiled and did not answer him directly.
"And you might as well let go of your hostility. Just let the poor Count Caso over there guard them."
Gilbert coughed a few times in an unnatural manner again.
A few seconds passed. Thales raised his head with a faintly discernible heaviness and smiled awkwardly.
"Then … alright?"
Melgen smiled.
'Alright, I have to admit at least one thing.'
Thales said quietly in his heart.
'She really knows how to talk.'
Even Gilbert did not have the right to interrupt.
At the very least, Thales no longer dared to underestimate the elderly priestess in front of him. He no longer dared to look down on this "theology class" that sounded like a lot of nonsense, but actually had a profound meaning hidden between the lines.
But he still underestimated her ability.
"And for our first class, Thales, let us talk about a problem that has been troubling you for a few years …
"A problem that has been troubling us for thousands of years."
'Troubling me for a few years, and troubling all of you for thousands of years?'
The Duke of Star Lake raised his head in puzzlement.
In the next second …
Liv Melgen, the Sunset Priestess who rarely used honorifics to address him, spoke with her usual expression.
She casually uttered a word, "I'm sorry.
"Magic."
The prince's expression suddenly changed.
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