only god

Chapter 29 The Keel of Rejuvenation
There was a big fight yesterday between Jalesto and his father, the prophet Aar.

That controversy.

He and the Prophet of the Logos almost fought in the law garden, under the eyes of everyone, and fought fiercely.

The priests hurriedly pulled the father and son apart. They knew that the father and son had disagreements on many things, but these priests who stayed in the law garden all day never thought that the differences between the father and son would come to the point of fisting The point of adding.

"Doubt, doubt, you are always doubting! Do you want to doubt everything!?"

Several priests grabbed Yar's arms, and the aging father angrily scolded the eldest son who was supposed to inherit his mantle.

"Everything is questionable, including God's love!"

Jalesto blushed and argued furiously.

He was younger, so there was one more priest than Ar who held him.

"What are you talking about?! Nizi!"

Yar scolded his son, the venerable prophet wanted to break free from the shackles of the priests and punch Alesto hard.

The prophet taught:
"As long as you do what I say, there won't be so many arguments! You are a moth in the law garden!"

"What crazy words are you talking about? Self-righteousness will only make you and me fall into the abyss!"

Not to be outdone, Jalesto retorted angrily,
"We're slowly digging our own grave, don't you think it's time for us to stop?"

"Then what are you doing? You are doubting everything! Doubting God's creation, doubting God's revelation, doubting the rationality endowed by God... Is there anything you don't doubt?!"

Yaer was both bitter and angry, and said angrily:
"It's never been a sensible choice for the Logosians."

Jalesto suddenly restrained his expression and stared at his father.

"Because He is God, it is doubtful!
Father, I want to tell you:

Doubt is closer to God than foolish faith itself! "

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After yesterday's quarrel, the father and son didn't say a word all day.

Early the next morning, outside the Law Garden of the Kingdom of Logos.

Alesto sits before a group of children.

The eldest son of the Prophet was passionate about telling various stories to the children of the Kingdom.Among all the priests, only he has never had a lofty attitude.

Beside Jarestus is a section of wall used for painting, on which the prophet's eldest son gave his lectures.

There is a custom in the kingdom, except for the priests, no one is allowed to enter the Law Garden.

Therefore, only outside the Law Garden can Jalesto tell the children in the kingdom big and small legends.

"See this?"

Jalesto pointed to the picture on the wall, which showed a hunter with a bow and sword, he pushed through the fog of the forest and walked slowly into the forest.

"There were overgrown weeds and mist. The hunter saw the falcon in the mist. He summoned up his courage and vowed to hunt the falcon. He never thought about it. As soon as this idea appeared, he became a broken leg. The hare, when it takes a breath, it turns into a yell..."

Outside the law garden, the children listened intently and obsessively, pointing at the pictures one by one. Jalesto was drawing pictures on the wall while telling stories he often heard when he was a child.

Arles told this story many times to Alesto, and after his brother was born, to Tertullian many times.

Jalesto drew quickly, and he was used to speaking and drawing on the spot, rather than telling the story after a picture was perfected.

In the process of telling the story while painting, Jalesto simplified certain pictures intentionally or unintentionally. At first, he drew one less arm, then less decorations, and now even some pictures Simplified into a logo.

The prophet Aar reprimanded him many times for his contemptuous attitude.

Alesto, however, didn't care.

"When the hunter thought to himself: 'I and the falcon are like brothers, I want to love my brother.' At this moment, the falcon suddenly turned into a swan. The hunter couldn't believe what happened. I opened my hands and found that I stretched out my wings, which are a pair of swan wings."

In this way, Alesto finished the story of the swan hunter.

For this, he received applause from the children, and these carefree little Logosians cheered and whistled, begging Alesto to tell one more, and one more.

Jalesto was naturally popular, and he tried to push the child away with a smile, but these little Logosians did not intend to let him go, the eldest son of the prophet couldn't stand it, and was going to tell another one, at this time, far away Two familiar figures approached.

He squinted and saw that it was his father Ar and his brother Tertullian.

Alesto did not like to see his childish and immature brother.

It was as if Tertullian did not want to see him.

From the time he saw Tertullian through his babbling toddlerhood, he and Tertullian had never ceased to fight both openly and secretly.

In the beginning, this kind of fighting contained a certain purpose, but as time went by, they found that they didn't know when each other started, and it turned into fighting and fighting.

"Father."

Alesto stood up from the wall, and said to Aar who was slowly approaching.

Although the quarrel broke out only yesterday, Alesto did not hold grudges, and his father Yar would never remember his son's madness.

Then he nodded to his brother Tertullian.

Tertullian ignored him and showed no reaction at all. The second son carried a kind of arrogance towards his brother in his bones.

In his eyes, a real Logosian should hunt large wild animals with a spear in his hand, and except for his father Yar, the priests who don't do hunting all lack the courage that Logosians should have.

Therefore, he especially looked down on Alesto.

Yaer saw the expressions of the two brothers.

As a father, how could he not know the discord between the two brothers?

It's just that Yar doesn't intend to get too involved in the affairs of the two, he hopes that his children can handle it alone.

"Father, I want to tell you something."

As if he wanted to show off to Alesto, Del Tuo suddenly spoke.

"Oh, what?"

Yar asked.

Tertullian glanced at Alesto, then turned his head, looked directly into his father's eyes, and said slowly:

"Not long ago, I learned from my companions that the hunting advance team found a legendary dragon bone in a deep mountain."

"Dragon bones, as magical as legends? What's going on?"

Al's tone increased.

"Yes, as amazing as the legend...Father, the man and I promise not to exaggerate.

It is said... It is said that when they found the remains, the remains of dragons were glowing pale.Then, the first person to touch the remains was accidentally injured by the bone spurs inside.

After that, a miraculous thing happened... The first person to touch the remains became ten years younger within seven days! "

　Originally, I wanted to imitate others and complete a period of history within thirty chapters, but unconsciously, I followed my own pace.

　　In my expectation, Yar means the ancient ancestors, like Alulim in the Sumerian chronology or Abraham in Hebrew, and his eldest son Alesto is Hammura in the Legislative Code than Joshua who stepped into Canaan.

　　Therefore, the relationship between them is a story of endless fighting and gradually becoming compatible with each other. Therefore, they need a difficult trek, struggle, and final transformation.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)