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Chapter 203 The One Who Followed the Prophet

It's night time, and the stars are all over the dark sky, competing to shine.

"Xilan, are you leaving?"

Looking at the elf who had been following Norn, Kasas asked aloud.

Xi Lan caressed a newly erected stone monument in the New Law Garden.

That was recorded by him, about the story of the prophet Norn. This story does not yet have a name. Xilan has to go back to the Kingdom of Nus. After discussing with the priests in the Law Garden, he can come up with a name. .

Casas looked at the long table beside him, where there was Zealand's luggage, without looking, he could guess exactly what Zealand was going to bring back.

Xi Lan noticed his gaze, then walked to the long table and said:

"One of them is the record on this stone tablet, and the other is what I have seen and heard here, which will be brought back to my clan."

Casas nodded slightly.

Although those are just thin papyrus, for the elves of the Kingdom of Nus, they are the supreme sacred scriptures, not only including the deeds of the prophets, but also recording the words of God.

Casas looked at the three stone tablets in the New Law Garden, feeling sad at the moment.

"As your Prophet, he just left and never came back."

The elf Xilan turned her head and looked at Casas.

Seeing Casas stepping forward, he touched the inscription on the stone tablet and continued:

"Sometimes, I really don't understand why these things have the power to make mortals spend their lives.

I have heard Norn tell stories, and those stories are really shocking, but I didn't expect that one day, those shocking stories would be so close to us.

I can't understand Norn, I don't know, what is it for that he bid farewell to us and gave his life? "

Casas seemed to be talking to Zealand, or talking to himself, and even more like talking to the distant Norn through the slate.

Nuoen has always supported him, and he has also supported Nuoen. In his eyes, the stone slave is not only a revered prophet, but also an inseparable brother.

The norn was gone, and Kasas felt like a part of him died.

"I don't know how to answer you, Casas, but perhaps in the eyes of the Prophet, his departure does not mean farewell."

"What does that mean?"

Casas asked back.

Xi Lan just shook her head and continued:
"In addition to the prophet himself, there is also God, and perhaps no one knows."

Casas smiled wryly, and Xi Lan's words didn't sound like comfort.

"All right, Sealand, all right."

Casas pointed to the new law garden where he was,
"This place, as a gift from Norn to this world, I will take good care of it."

Xi Lan nodded slightly.

The son of the prime minister said this, as if to let the elves feel at ease to go to the Kingdom of Nus. After all, the journey is long and difficult, and Xilan may fall on the way, or stay in the Kingdom of Nus for various reasons and never return.

Then, Casas looked at the night sky in the distance,
"That question..."

Casas sighed:
"Maybe it will take me a lifetime to find an answer."

The breeze swayed with the wheat, those green colors seemed immature, and the vast night sky above his head, Casas closed his eyes, his mind was full of the prayers in the garden of old days and new laws, as if Nuo En's figure was still standing in front of the stele, smiling and telling stories for the believers.

Time has passed, the past is gone, Casas stands here, and sees his empty soul.

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Early the next morning, Xilan packed his bags, followed by a group of stone slaves who were arranged by Casas to escort Xilan to the Kingdom of Nus.

They did not cross the road of death. After walking through a large area of ​​desert, they turned to the grassland. During this period, they encountered two sandstorms, but fortunately they were all safe. Soon after, they followed the road of the grassland and set foot on the road to the grassland. In a vast dense forest.

The ancient kingdom of the elves appeared before the eyes of a group of people.

In the ancient kingdom, the sentry guards were a little wary at first when they saw the people leading the camels into the forest from a distance, but after seeing the leader Xi Lan, they excitedly blew the horn to announce the news.

It didn't take long before the priests rushed down the altar on the mountain in a hurry.

"Is it Zealand?!"

"Is it really Xilan? It's really him! That Xilan who followed the prophet?!"

"Xilan is back! He has fulfilled the mission entrusted by the two kings. He followed the prophet and witnessed the story of the prophet!"

The entire holy place was alarmed again.

Why do you say: again?

Not long ago, when God and the prophet Noen made a covenant on the top of the mountain, the voice of God's covenant came from the top of the mountain and resounded throughout the kingdom.

The elves were trembling, and the lights and prayers all night filled every corner of the kingdom.

The priests spoke of the god's celestial city, the doomed afterlife.

The spiritual world of the Logos people will usher in an unprecedented great innovation-the world after death is no longer vague and full of imagination, but a real existence, relying on the words of God.

The past guesses have been falsified, and the truth will be revealed thoroughly after the heavenly city descends.

At this moment, Xi Lan stepped into the Holy Land, and the priests guarding the Holy Land hurriedly surrounded him, looking at Xi Lan with unspeakably excited eyes.

That is the man who followed the Prophet!

Who else witnessed the great deeds of the Prophet all the way?

The high priest came to Xi Lan, his chest was heaving violently, and he raised his hand tremblingly to salute. After that, he asked in a trembling voice:

"Zilan...our Zilan, you have witnessed the story of the Prophet. Among so many Logosians, only you have witnessed his experience."

Xi Lan is also trembling at this moment:
"I'm just lucky enough that the Prophet chose me to follow at his side."

He took out a stack of papyrus from his luggage and presented it with both hands.

The High Priest's pupils trembled, and he knew what it was without Xilan telling him.

He excitedly took the papyrus in Xi Lan's hand, flipping through it with his old fingers, over and over again.

Then, the high priest took a deep breath, faced everyone, and said in a trembling voice:

"The story of the prophet...that is the story of the prophet who was chosen by God!"

"At the end of this story, the prophet was inspired by God and left in a white light. He wanted to walk with God until the kingdom of God came in the world!

The prophet shed the blood of the Logos,

We Logos are the first race in the world to make a covenant with God! "

He held up the yellowed papyrus, as if holding up a sacred object of a family, and his eyes wept again.

At this moment, all the people faced the holy mountain and knelt down. They put their hands together, and the beliefs of thousands of years gathered together at this moment, and the sound of prayer resounded instantly.

They bless and praise the deeds of the prophets, and they firmly believe that one day, in the world, the glory of God will come again.
　There should be two more chapters

　　
　
(End of this chapter)