This was a very direct question, but for most believers in the world, it was not a problem. Wright nodded almost without thinking. "Of course, a firm belief is the foundation of being a clergyman."
"I can see that you are even better than most senior clergymen when it comes to practicing the Path of the Holy Light." Pitman smiled. "In this era, it is rare to see clergymen who are as meticulous in following the classics as you are."
"The Reformation of the Law of Ansu in year 503 caused many clergymen to be less strict with themselves. That reformation made it easier to release many divine spells and sacred rituals. It also gave many low-level clergymen a chance to be promoted. Objectively speaking, this greatly increased the number of clergymen, and also inspired other churches and brought about great development of various denominations." Wright spoke with assurance. Usually, it was hard to tell that this muscular priest had such a solid theological knowledge. But as long as someone sat down to talk to him about the faith of the Holy Light, he would show such a knowledgeable and talkative side. "The increase of clergymen is a good thing, but it is also a fact that more and more people no longer pay attention to the Path of the Holy Light's admonition on temperament. But in any case, I believe that devout people still occupy the majority. The Holy Light is guiding people to do good."
"The Reformation of the Law …" Pitman said slowly. "Pope Ditas summarized the rules of a large number of divine spells and sacred rituals and found the 'key points' of various divine spells and sacred rituals. He found that as long as these points were followed reasonably, it was enough to trigger the miracle of God. Thus, the threshold for releasing divine spells was greatly simplified. In the process of summarizing the rules, at the same time, the bishops also found shortcuts to strengthen the effect of faith through self-examination, self-examination, and other methods. The discovery of this series of rules greatly reduced the threshold for becoming a senior clergyman. The Church of the Holy Light, which was the first to carry out the Reformation of the Law, took this opportunity to become the most powerful religion in the world. This power continues to this day."
Wright looked at Pitman, a little surprised. "I didn't expect you to know so much about this. I thought Druil would not be interested in the knowledge of the Holy Light. "
"It's just the history of religion. This is not the knowledge of the Holy Light," Pitman said, shaking his head. "I can see that you are a clergyman who walks the path of classical meditation. You have always been following the most traditional of the Holy Light scriptures. What do you think of those clergymen who take shortcuts?"
Wright was stunned and could not help but laugh. "They have their own paths, and I have mine. The Holy Light will take care of them, and it will also take care of me. Since the Holy Light shines on each of us equally, it means that there is no right or wrong path. Naturally, I am not qualified to judge their paths."
"Is that so?" Pitman shook his head. "I'm just curious. If the God of Holy Light knew that some people rely on shortcuts to gain power, what would he think? Those clergymen who are not strict with themselves can obtain the power of the Holy Light as long as they perform rituals and release divine spells according to the scriptures after the 'Reformation of the Sacred Law'. Usually, even if they drink, fight, gamble, extort high ransom from the civilians, and use inferior holy water after a hangover in exchange for the last straw of the poor, the Holy Light will not weaken in the slightest. Don't you think this is a very strange thing?"
If a mainstream Holy Light clergyman was here, he would have been furious after hearing Pitman's words. But Wright was obviously not a mainstream clergyman. He always thought about the Holy Light before anything else. So after hearing Pitman's words, he could not help but think. After thinking for half a minute, he looked up and said, "I can't answer your question."
Pitman was stunned. He stared at the clergyman in front of him and said, "I thought you would try to come up with a theory to convince me. Do you admit that my doubts about the Holy Light are correct?"
"I don't admit that you doubt the Holy Light, but I really can't answer your question," Wright replied frankly. "The path of the Holy Light tells me to be honest with my heart. If I don't know, then I don't know. But I think that the disgraceful behavior you mentioned is definitely not the intention of the Holy Light. Those bad clergymen do exist. I have had conflicts with many of them when I was in the central region. But their evil behavior comes from their own infirmity. They use deceit and shortcuts to gain benefits for themselves. It is not the Holy Light or the God of Holy Light who is using these bad clergymen to gain benefits. What benefits does the gods have to gain from mortals? "
Pitman picked up the glass of water and looked up at Wright. "For example … faith?"
"If it was really to win the faith of mortals, the God of Holy Light would not allow those bad behaviors to exist." Wright seemed to have finally caught the contradiction in Pitman's words. He smiled and said, "Only justice and mercy can make people rely on it, just like how people naturally yearn for the light."
Pitman stared at the confident clergyman and could not help but whisper, "… But sometimes fear and violence can have the same power."
…
The eastern extension of the Gloom Mountain Range.
An elite force was moving on the winding mountain road. They were wearing high-quality light armor and carrying a variety of light weapons that were convenient for mountain combat. They moved in an orderly and disciplined manner. Even in the harsh conditions of the Gloom Mountain Range, they could still move as if they were walking on flat ground. All signs showed that this was a well-trained elite force.
However, there were no signs of identification on them, and even the style of their weapons were deliberately hidden. Whether it was swords or bows, they were all conventional weapons used by experienced mercenaries. If one were to judge from their appearance, it would be easy to confuse them with mercenaries who would take risks out of desperation.
This team and several other forces had been moving in the Gloom Mountain Range for two days. Since leaving the border between the Ansu and Typhon, these infiltrators from the Typhon Empire had been moving closer to the Ansu.
Their mission was to use the winding mountain road in the Gloom Mountain Range to bypass the steel defense line set up by Duke Loren in the east of the Ansu. They also had to find a way to hide in the southeast region of the Ansu Empire. After sending back the information, they had to find a way to infiltrate the Ansu Empire and join the other infiltrators to form a "hidden nail" that pierced into the flesh of the enemy. They would carry out all kinds of sabotage while waiting for the right opportunity. When the war broke out, the destruction they caused would be enough to deal a heavy blow to the Ansu Empire.
There was more than one team that had entered the Gloom Mountain Range. However, this team was the most powerful one among all. The high-grade elven ranger, Solderlin, was the commander of the team. He jumped onto a protruding rock and easily balanced himself on the top of the rock. He also looked at the vast plains and forests at the foot of the Gloom Mountain Range.
At this distance, humans could not see anything, but he could distinguish almost all the smoke and startled birds from the hazy forest and the fog floating above the forest. Based on this, he could roughly determine how many human settlements there were in his field of vision and the approximate scale of these settlements.
After observing for a while, the high-grade elf ranger jumped down from the rock and ordered concisely, "It's safe here. Rest for thirty minutes."
The soldiers of the Typhon Empire immediately found a place to hide. They took the time to relax, drink and eat. Although they were all elites, it was impossible for all of them to be extraordinary professions like Solderlin. The most powerful main force of the Typhon Empire was still made up of 90% ordinary people. However, this team of only a dozen people had one high-grade elf ranger, three low-grade Knight, and one mage. This was a rather shocking ratio of extraordinary professions, but even the low-grade extraordinary ones still needed to rest in this situation.
The soldiers began to recover their strength. At the same time, they whispered about what they had seen and heard since entering the Gloom Mountain Range. In the outside world, the death zone was rumored to be devoid of life, but in their eyes, it was not as terrifying as the legends said. Although they had encountered some mutated monsters due to the influence of magic, there were no powerful enemies that made them despair. On the contrary, the steep mountains and some poisonous plants were more dangerous.
Although everyone knew that they were walking on the edge of the Gondor wasteland, as long as they did not face the Dark Forest at the southern foot of the mountain range, the pressure of the Gondor wasteland would not make them too nervous.
A knight took out a tool to draw a map and marked the key crossroads and mountain paths on the rough hand-drawn map. At the same time, his partner on his side took out a metal cylinder with a small hole. After opening the cylinder, a pitch-black "flying insect" was released from the cylinder. With a faint sound, the black flying insect rushed into the sky as fast as a lightning bolt and disappeared in the vision of the soldiers.
This thing that looked like a flying insect was actually a product of the magicians' crazy experiments. A thin trace of magical beast blood gave it an extremely fast flying speed, and it could also be trained. In this kind of scattered operation, the trained messenger insect could conveniently confirm the situation of each team and their location. It was a very useful thing.
Solderin raised his head and looked in the direction where the flying insect disappeared. He then retracted his gaze and leaned against the mountain rock with his eyes closed. His overly neutral face was covered by his long blond hair. At first glance, people who did not know the truth might even see him as a heroic female warrior. However, none of the Typhon soldiers who were resting nearby would look down on the slender Elven ranger. This was because the ranger's name was known far and wide.
"Solderin the Blond" was a name that was widely known among the mercenaries of Typhon. This name was obviously related to his blond hair. However, only those who knew about the Silver Elves would understand the true meaning of this name and the great power behind this name.
The Silver Elves were an ancient race that lived in the southern part of the continent. They were the closest to the ancient "Elves of the Forest", but they were different from humans in many ways. In addition to their special brain structure and Elven spells, another characteristic of the Silver Elves was that their hair color would change as their strength increased. When they were not in combat, the Silver Elves would have blond hair. However, when they activated the hidden power in their body, the powerful magic would cause their hair to be infected by the elemental power. When a Silver Elf unleashed 70% of their power, their hair would turn completely silver. Their combat strength would also skyrocket until they stopped unleashing their power.
This was where the name "Silver Elf" came from.
However, no one had ever seen "Solderin the Blond" after unleashing 70% of his power. He would always face his enemies with the most indifferent attitude. Even in the face of the greatest challenge, his blond hair would never change.
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