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Chapter 612 Don’t call me prophet!
The monks were lying on the ground, their bodies motionless except for the shaking of their rapid breathing. There was not even a slight sound in the air, and everyone was silent, as if they were receiving some kind of sacred inspiration.

They didn't get up for a long time, and their eyes showed extraordinary enthusiasm. Even Elder William, after hesitating, recited the scriptures in his heart and knelt on the ground.

The scene before her was beyond Althea's expectation.

The princess, who had just recovered from her surprise, was even considering whether to kneel down with the monks.

She looked at Iden's face carefully. The ray of light just now made her suspect that Iden was actually a prophet disguised as a mortal.

Thinking of this, Althea's hands trembled. For the first time in her life, she was worried about her whereabouts after death.

That's a prophet...

And I actually behaved... behaved... so sinfully... in front of him...

A sense of guilt and panic arose out of obeying authority. Althea's feet were weakening. With several impulses in her heart, she almost rushed over and hugged the prophet's calf and cried bitterly, begging for mercy and forgiveness.

She couldn't help but recall the confession scriptures, and religious paintings about hell emerged in her mind. The blood-red earth seemed to be right in front of her. She realized that she had accomplished nothing and was obsessed with pleasure. Even her mother's repeated persuasion was of no avail because she She was born that way. After thinking about it, she found that it was not difficult to be a righteous person. As long as she was more restrained and worked harder, she would definitely succeed. All she had to do was make up her mind at the beginning, and the path of a righteous person would appear. In front of my eyes.

Although Althea had many thoughts in her mind, they were always clear.

But Eden is different.

He stood in front of everyone in a daze, with one hand slightly raised and his lips slightly opened, as if he was about to say something. At this moment, everyone regarded him as a messenger, and this dazed look must be a sign of acceptance. God’s inspiration conveys God’s will.

However, in fact, Eden's brain was in chaos. He was stunned and stood motionless. He could not accept the scene in front of him. He would rather this light of day never happened.

Lord, why don't you just give me death?
Pain surged through Eden's mind.

What is going on, what is this? !

Eden roared in his heart like a wounded lion.

who is he?He is a priest and a servant of God. He treats the church as a companion or master. He is loyal and unswerving to his faith. He strictly restrains himself and demands himself according to the standards of a righteous person.

but…

This ray of light was like a bolt from the blue.

He could not accept that he had become a part of the pagan scriptures, and not only that, he was also the messenger of the King of Kings in the pagan scriptures.

He couldn't accept that he was going to serve another god. It was as if...the Lord had abandoned him.

Does the future determine the present? !
Let him be the messenger of his god, and he would rather die, like King Tertullian.

I don't know how long it took, maybe a quarter of an hour passed.

Eden finally recovered from the shock and kept breathing heavily.

When he saw those heretical monks worshiping him, he felt both painful and angry.

No, no, I am not the messenger you are waiting for!
Eden roared inwardly.

After a while, he tried his best to calm down and said:

"I should leave."

At this time, all the monks present raised their heads and looked at Eden in confusion and a little panic, as if they were ready to get up at any time to save him.

Eden suppressed the pain and said:

"We will meet again, I...will follow God's will."

As soon as these words came out, no one wanted to keep Iden anymore, so the monks knelt on the ground and watched Iden slowly walk out of the church, and Timian and Althea followed.

On the way back to the camp, Timian kept trembling. He was so excited that he almost cheered under the night. It was obvious that Eden didn't speak all the way, and he didn't dare to speak. In his heart, he already regarded Eden as The prophet looked at it.

As for Althea, the princess of the empire was still worried. She wanted to say something several times, but she didn't dare to say anything. She could only follow Iden like a little chicken. This look made her... Like a true servant.

Finally, they returned to the camp, and Eden asked Timian to go back first, leaving Althea and Eden alone in the night, standing on a mound.

Eden looked at Althea. He wanted Althea to leave, but he didn't want her to leave, so the priest remained silent and looked at her from the dark night.

Althea blinked and said with some fear:
"You...you are a prophet?"

"Don't call me a prophet!"

Eden said as if shouting.

After a while, he realized that he was too out of control and took a few deep breaths.

"I'm not a prophet..."

Eden said softly.

At this time, Eden knew why he didn't want Althea to leave. Regarding the heretic Fahora sect and tonight's miracle, he didn't dare to talk to Verdo because the dwarf priest had seen the prophet. people.

If Prophet Silan learns about this, if he knows, he may be the messenger of the so-called king of my kings...

Eden felt a twinge of religious fear.

He was more willing to face Althea than Verdo, even though he knew that she couldn't do anything to help him.

"Why do you say I'm a prophet?"

Eden asked.

"Tonight's...miracle, and...you are the person the prophet values ​​​​...The person the prophet values ​​​​is also the prophet...Isn't this normal?"

Althea whispered, she was now a little afraid of Eden, afraid of this person who might be a prophet.

How scared are you?She would do whatever Eden asked her to do now, no matter what the request was.

People whom the Prophet values...

Eden shuddered again.

Before, he had been excited by Verdo's words countless times, but now, he suspected that this "valuation" actually had a deeper meaning.

"Again, I'm not a prophet, don't call me a prophet again."

Eden said word for word.

"Oh really?"

Althea asked.

Eden nodded,

"Then, that might not be a miracle, but a trick prepared by some people in advance to deceive people, yes, that's it.

There must be someone standing in a higher place, projecting a light at the right moment. Those Fahora sects wanted to deceive me and make me mistakenly think that I have a 'mission' on my shoulders. In fact, they wanted me to Go through fire and water for them. "

Eden spoke very quickly, and a series of words jumped out of his mouth faster than Althea's crossbow.

Finally, he concluded:
"I have not received any revelation, nor have I brought any miracles. I am... not a prophet."

After the priest said so much, Althea was finally half-convinced.

"Are you saying that the so-called 'miracle' is fake?"

Just when Eden was about to nod, the conversation changed and the princess asked:

"But... what is the "Book of Miracles" you are talking about? Why do they become so religious as soon as they hear this word?" Eden was startled.

I know more than Althea and think more.

If the miracle was a forgery, what happened to the records in the pagan Book of Miracles?

Eden, believe in yourself.

It is impossible for him to be the messenger or prophet of the pagan religion.

There is only one possibility,
Pagan scriptures are wrong!
Eden immediately convinced himself, yes, the experience he encountered did not mean that it confirmed the records in the "Book of Miracles". On the contrary, it just proved that the pagan scriptures were wrong because they did not even contain the most fundamental facts. They are all mistaken - I am not the messenger of my king.

Thinking of this, he calmly said:
"I learned this through investigation and used it to scare them."

Althea reluctantly accepted the explanation and nodded suspiciously.

At this time, both of them fell silent.

Dusk has long passed, and morning has been delayed. In the endless darkness, the high mountains in the distance seem to be connected to the sky. The Milky Way clearly pours down into the night sky, and a sense of emptiness arises.

Standing on this mound, you can hear subtle prayers coming from nowhere.

Looking towards the camp from here, we can see scattered sparks shining brightly, which are very conspicuous in the night.

Smoke is constantly drifting towards the Milky Way.

"Priest, I'm afraid of you now."

Althea said,

"That would be great if you weren't a prophet."

Eden looked into her eyes;

"Why are you so lucky?"

"Oh, isn't it simple? If you are a prophet, then don't people like me really go to hell? I am the sinner you call me."

Althea blinked.

"Whether I'm a prophet or not, it doesn't matter."

Eden said.

"No, influence!"

Althea shouted loudly,

"If you were a prophet, then I would be in pain. Along the way, I have been regretting why I didn't act as a righteous person."

Eden thought for a while and said:
"It is not difficult to be a righteous person. You can also change your ways now and do good and righteous things."

Althea shook her head and said vigorously:
"I do not want it.

How tiring it would be. Look, our human lifespan is only a few decades. If we spend all this time doing good deeds and righteousness, how tiring it would be. We won’t even have any time for ourselves. "

"It's not like I don't have any time for myself..."

"Hey, my time is for happiness and enjoyment, but to be a righteous person, you have to take away my time for happiness and enjoyment.

Let me tell you, this kind of requirement is not suitable for me. On the contrary, it is easier for the poor to be regarded as righteous! "

After saying that, Althea said righteously:

"Think about it, what is the origin of this belief? Those are elves. Each of them can live for hundreds of years, but we humans only have a few decades, or more than 100 years at most.

Elves have so much time that they can enjoy the moment and be righteous at the same time, but what about us?If I were to spend all my time being a righteous person like my mother, I would no longer be me. Look, how unfair this belief is to us!
That is a belief for elves, so how can it be imposed on us, especially people like me? "

Listening to Althea's words, unexpectedly, Eden didn't feel any anger at all. He was surprised that in the past, he would have been either furious or dismissive, but now, he seemed to have endless patience.

"Elves are also our origin. That is not only the belief of elves, but the door of heaven is also opened for us."

Eden corrected.

"But it's still unfair!"

Althea said a little angry.

Eden looked at her by starlight,

"What's unfair about it?
At the end of the world, He sacrificed and died for people like you. He treats us all equally, so how could it be unfair? "

Althea couldn't refute, so she said:

"Then why don't you ask God why He died for someone like me?"

After saying that, Althea seemed to declare her victory on her own and said:
"Okay, I won't quarrel with you. Anyway, we can't get a result from the quarrel. For me, it's best if you are not a prophet. If you are a prophet, then I will definitely repent. Fortunately, you are not, That way I can continue to be myself.”

After the princess finished speaking, she found that Eden had been looking at her patiently and silently, looking straight into her green eyes. Although she was obviously taller than him, she seemed to be looked down upon by him. This made Althea I felt scared.

"what happened to you?"

"if…"

He finally spoke,

"If, if another angel comes, you will be the one who persecutes angels.

Even...if the savior comes, you will come out to oppose Him. "

Eden said this very calmly.

"What are you talking about..."

Althea felt a little scared again, then she trembled and escaped:
"Whatever you say, I'm going back, you are a born heretic."

As she spoke, she ran away like a frightened deer. Eden had never seen her so weak.

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After sorting out his thoughts, Eden calmed down completely. He finally understood that he could not be the messenger of my king. Because of this, the pagan scripture was false, and it might even be that they believed in it. All the gods are fake.

Since it is fake, there is nothing to be afraid of.

Eden's fear disappeared without a trace. He did not think that he could be some pagan prophet or messenger, because it was false.

Although that ray of light is somewhat unexplainable, but... so what, there are many unexplainable things in the world. It may be just an accident, or it may be an intentional trick by one of the gods.

Yes, that ray of light is nothing at all, maybe not even a miracle. You don't need to panic about it, you just need to do what you should do.

"Well... in that case, then... I have to make good use of my current advantages."

Eden murmured.

The first thing is…

Make small changes in this era to help future true believers.

(End of this chapter)