In the evening, the sun was setting on the western horizon. The huge sun cast a layer of golden-red light over the western forest. The glow that spread out from the clouds was like a curtain across the entire sky, and the whole city was dyed the same golden-red as the forest.
Gwen took Amber to the Church of the Holy Light. The bell that signified the end of the day echoed from several of the main bell towers in the city and reverberated in the streets.
"Hey, it's time to get off work!" Amber's ears perked up as she listened to the bell in the air. Her face showed a happy expression. "Then I won't accompany you..."
Gwen grabbed the half-elf by the collar and pulled the girl back to his side. "Don't make a fuss. You don't work according to this schedule. Is it so hard for you to go to the church? Didn't you say that the church under Wright doesn't have the kind of atmosphere that makes you uncomfortable? "
Amber was grabbed by the collar by Gwen. She twisted and turned as she muttered, "But Wright is very annoying. He always has the opportunity to tell me to be honest, to be steady, not to steal, not to be lazy, not to do this, not to do that... I'm not a believer of the Holy Light. Why should I listen to his nagging..."
Gwen glanced at the girl. "If you say so... I want to tie you up in the Church of the Holy Light for a good education."
Amber: "... Hey, I have a bad temper. Look at my mouth. Look at my mouth. Don't hit me after you read my mouth..."
Gwen suddenly wondered if it was a wrong decision to bring Amber out. He was a little regretful that he brought this annoying girl with him.
But when he went out without Amber by his side... he felt very bored.
This was a really troublesome contradiction.
The door of the church was ajar, and there was a faint sound coming from inside. It seemed that a sermon was being preached. Gwen looked down at Amber and signaled with his eyes that the girl would not make trouble when she went in. He then gently pushed the door of the church open.
A calm and peaceful atmosphere lingered in the church. Gwen saw Pastor Wright standing on the pulpit in a very simple robe, telling the story of the birth of the Holy Light. A dozen people who came to listen sat on the benches on both sides of the aisle. A small, translucent figure with a shimmering body sat on the bench with everyone. She looked up and pretended to listen carefully, but every few sentences she would start to look around. Obviously, she did not pay attention to the sermon at all.
Gawain pulled Hu Po along and silently found a seat in the back row. Wright had already seen them and paused for a moment. Gawain nodded slightly to indicate that he didn't need to mind and let him continue with his speech.
Wright's steady and soft voice echoed in the church: "... On the seventh day of the 'Eternal Night', the first Holy Light was born in the darkest moment. A horse breeder prayed for the light, prayed for the light to come, so the Holy Light responded to him, and light fell from the black fog..."
This was the story of the birth of the Holy Light. Everyone who believed in the Holy Light knew it. But when Wright told this story, he omitted all the empty and gratuitous praise for the God of Holy Light and used the simplest and most straightforward words to interpret the most simple story. The first person who prayed for the Holy Light changed from the chosen "Holy Light Oracle" to an ordinary horse breeder, and the motive of praying for the Holy Light also changed from "praise the God of Holy Light and fight against the dark heresy" to "hope to find herbs to cure his family outside the black fog of the Eternal Night".
This change may be a great provocation in the eyes of the clergy of the Holy Light, but for the civilian believers who did not know much about history and had never even read any books of the Holy Light, they would not think so much. They just felt that this new story was more interesting, so they listened attentively.
But a special little listener was not so serious. In the front row of seats, a small figure emitting a faint glow suddenly floated up. She looked around curiously, then floated to Gawain with a bright smile on her face. She wobbled in the air and greeted Gawain.
"Hello, Emily," Gwen said very softly.
"Hee hee..." Emily let out a pleasant chuckle, then floated to the seat beside Gwen.
Gwen noticed that part of the little girl's body had "fused" with the seat.
Obviously, as a spirit, Emily could not sit steadily in a certain place like a real body. She was just pretending to sit down, floating in the seat, and doing a horse stance in the air...
But she seemed to be enjoying it.
On the pulpit, Wright's preaching was still going on. "... The people's yearning for the light is in line with the way of the Holy Light, so those who pursue the light will be blessed by the Holy Light. In front of the Holy Light, the horse breeder and the pope are equal, because the moral of the Holy Light is higher than the status measured by money and status. Just like in front of the mountains, the flowers, trees, birds, and beasts on the plains cannot be distinguished... If one pursues the higher moral, the status does not matter."
"This big guy is a bit interesting." Although Amber had been nagging for a while, she was now listening carefully to Wright's preaching. She shook her head and commented. "Although I don't like that kind of pretentious look, what he said is much better than the charlatans in other places."
Gwen nodded slightly. "There are still some limitations... but overall, it's not bad."
Emily looked up, her mind wandering for a moment, and suddenly a word came out. "... Boring."
Amber was instantly stunned. He stared dumbfoundedly at Emily, who was pretending to be sitting on the chair. "You can talk?!"
"Yes," Emily blinked, and then suddenly stared behind Amber's head. She stared blankly for two seconds before saying, "Sister, there's a black light on your head..."
"Hey, it's okay. I'm the Chosen God of the Night. That's a blessing from the Goddess." Amber waved her hand indifferently, and then looked at Emily curiously. "The last time we met, you were just floating around and giggling. I thought you couldn't talk..."
Emily raised her head again, looking as if she was in a trance. After a long time, she suddenly giggled and floated to the roof.
Wright's sermon was also coming to an end. "… Every one of us has the right to pursue the Holy Light. Just as everyone can yearn for the light, the Holy Light will shine on everyone, not just on the heads of priests and priests. People contribute to the Church for the sake of justice, and should not spend money to 'buy' the Holy Light from the Church, because the Holy Light is born in everyone's heart …
"As long as you follow the virtues, act with justice, benevolence, tolerance, and integrity, everyone will be blessed..."
The little figure jumped down from the roof and "fell" on Leit's shoulder like a falling leaf. Emily looked happy. She raised her translucent arm and waved, greeting the people in the church. "Hoo... Ah, I'm done for today!"
Leit looked a little embarrassed. He tried to get Emily down from his shoulder, and nodded to the people in the church. "That's all for today."
Some of the people listening to the sermon could not help but laugh. They smiled in response to Emily's greeting and stood up to leave. Some of them only then noticed that the seigneur was sitting in the last row of chairs, so they quickly saluted Gwen.
Gwen responded to them one by one. After the last believer had left the church, he came to the pulpit and nodded slightly to Leit. "It seems that everyone has adapted to Emily?"
"At first, she scared the believers in the church. She always hid on the roof and suddenly jumped down," Leit said, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. "It took me a lot of effort to explain Emily's origin to the people. Now, they are not afraid of her anymore."
Emily poked her head out from behind Leit's shoulder and looked around curiously.
Gwen stretched out his hand and tried to touch Emily's head. It was a very strange feeling. His hand could directly pass through Emily's body, but there was still some resistance. When he touched the little girl's hair, he could feel an obvious heat. It was the warmth of the gentle Holy Light.
Leit took the initiative to say, "Her condition seems to have stabilized. Her body and mind are much more stable."
Gwen nodded. "Did Kamel say anything?"
"Master Kamel said that her condition is very good. Just keep an eye on her. In addition, I've been mainly trying to prevent her from basking in the sun for too long... "
Gwen was a little surprised. "She can't bask in the sun? Isn't she a Holy Light Spirit? Why is she afraid of the sun like the undead? "
Leit knew that Gwen had misunderstood. He quickly explained, "Oh, it's not that she's afraid of the sun. If she basks in the sun too much, she will become very bright and can't dim down at night. I can't sleep at all..."
Hu Po immediately exclaimed, "You're sleeping with Ai Mili?!"
Leit suddenly felt very awkward. He did not know whether to laugh or cry as he explained, "Yes, we have separate rooms. But when she falls asleep, she will involuntarily float around the whole church..."
Gwen thought for a moment and patted Leit's shoulder very seriously. "It's not easy for you."
"It's okay. She's much better now, and I can use a cloth to cover her eyes."
"I came to you today to talk to you about the doctrine of the new religion and the dissemination of the new doctrine." Gwen pulled back to the topic in time before the topic became more and more off-topic. He took Leit and Amber to sit down on a nearby bench and said casually, "I just heard your sermon. You seem to have tried to teach the doctrine we discussed last time to the believers."
"Yes, I've sorted out what you told me last time." Leit nodded. "Return the right of 'classical interpretation' to the believers, emphasize that religious leaders do not equate to absolute authority, dilute the image of the God of Holy Light, and gradually replace the original strict rules with a set of more universal and acceptable moral values, emphasize tolerance, keep pace with the times, and self-restraint, remove all the extreme, stubborn, and xenophobic content of the original doctrine, and expand the potential believers that the new doctrine can cover as much as possible. At present, the new doctrine is carried out around these three points. "
"Do the believers accept it?"
"At first, many people were confused, but they were still able to accept it. Only a few firm believers showed resistance, but I believe their resistance can be softened," Leit said with a complicated expression on his face. "Most of the ordinary believers are civilians. Before they came to Cecil, they were poor people who did not even know how to read or read a book. In fact, they did not know what was written in the Book of Holy Light. Basically, they believed what the local priests said, and the local priests did not care about how pious these people were. As long as the divine power was in the hands of the church, and the ordinary believers were willing to pay for the divine power, the priests would be satisfied. In this case, it's easy for us to promote the new doctrine."
"The real obstacle is not the civilians, but the vested interests. The priests of Louen are the ones who will resist the new doctrine the most," Gwen said. "So we have to move on to the next step of the plan."
"Just give the order."
Gwen paused for a moment and looked into Leit's eyes seriously. "You know the new printing factory in the city, right?"
"Of course, I also went to visit it. It was indeed an incredible scene."
"What do you think the priests would do if 100,000 leaflets and pamphlets with new doctrines were thrown into the city of Louen?"
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