Chapter 225: Worship
The ceremony of re-orientation is scheduled on a fasting day of this month.
The Old Testament says① that the God of Light sent down His beloved Son to serve as His messenger, and the Son of God walked the world to spread the way of light. Millions of believers followed Him, and millions of foreign nations denounced Him. All nations falsely accused Him of sins, nailed Him to the cross, and shed His blood to cleanse the sins of the human race.
In order to commemorate him, believers of light spontaneously fasted and prayed. Every Sunday in the Vatican, the bishop distributed bread and cup representing the flesh and blood of the Son of God to all believers. Eating bread and drinking cup commemorates the Son of God's descent from heaven, remembers the original sin flowing in the bones of the human race, and commemorates the compassion and love of the God of Light.
In Old Testament times, the Son of God returned to heaven after his death.
Today, the Holy Son of the Church of the present era also sacrificed himself to save the human race. Under the attack of the false god, the Holy Son Lanter did not hesitate to bear the infamy and walked alone in the darkness, exchanging the most heroic and tragic death for the ending of perishing together with the false god.
So now, all believers and all Isaiah creatures who have received his grace should come forward to commemorate him, just as they commemorated the messengers and sons of God in the Old Testament in the past. From now on, they should also commemorate the former Son of God, Lanter, who walked in the abyss for the Holy See.
This was a belated ceremony for the consecration of the Son of God that Rant had not been able to complete, and it was also a ceremony to commemorate the Son of God that was appropriate at the time.
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Katifan.
Crowds of people are bustling in the busy streets, and pure white roses and lilies are everywhere in this holy city.
The crowded crowd should have been noisy, but in the mourning atmosphere with white petals flying around, all sounds unconsciously became subtle.
The people rushing to the awarding and commemoration ceremony were heading in the same direction, many of them holding tightly in their arms pure and flawless plain flowers.
The closer we got to the Temple of Light, the clearer the choir's singing became.
The ethereal voices of the nun and the child floated in the air and dissipated invisibly, and the salvation that healed the soul also spread among the crowd.
——You hold high the glory of the God of Light and drive the Black Death out of the human territory!
——Rant! Rant! Holy Son of Light, crowned with glory③!
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——Father God takes you home, and all nations will remember your name!
——Kill thousands, kill tens of thousands! No more false gods, light reigns forever!
——All people remember your name! Heaven will always be happy!
——Rant! Rant! Holy Son of Light, crowned with glory!
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"...I've said it before, how could the Holy Son collude with the darkness?" Someone sobbed softly, "His Highness Lanter was burdened with so many insults and infamy until his death, how sad he must have been..."
"But why did you keep silent then? It's really meaningless to say such things now!" Her friend said coldly, "Because you are afraid to express a clear attitude and afraid of uncertainty, so not only are you indifferent to those excessive practices, you also try to stop me from resisting."
The woman became embarrassed when her friend pointed at her, and almost begged, "Stop talking, Gloria. You know, my father would never allow me to appear in such a controversial scene. I have no choice..."
The friend wanted to say something else to relieve her inner grief, but she was interrupted by the reminder of a passerby.
"Make way, the Klein family's carriage is coming!"
The huge crowd suddenly parted ways, and a low-key but obviously valuable carriage passed by quickly.
The Klein family crest sparkled in the sun. Through the gap in the semi-transparent curtains blown by the breeze, the two of them caught a glimpse of the handsome aristocratic young man sitting in the carriage.
"He, he... who is he?" the woman asked in a low voice as she looked at the carriage going away.
The friend's expression became even more dissatisfied. "That's His Highness Lanter's best friend, the youngest son of the Klein family, Lord Lu Yi Klein!"
"When those profit-seeking nobles were standing their ground and even taking advantage of others' misfortunes, only the Klein family publicly expressed their trust in His Highness Lant! Only such sincere and trustworthy friends deserve to be called close friends!"
"Oh!" The woman immediately remembered something. "The people who stopped those irrational people from writing curse words on the wall were from the Klein family, right? I remember that the heir of the Klein family seemed to have specifically stated his position."
The friend nodded, with a look of sadness in his eyes.
"When I think back to those days, I am so glad that there is at least Lord Lu Yi Klein and a Klein family who always firmly trusts His Highness Lant. Otherwise, it would be such an unspeakable pain and torture for His Highness Lant...
"His Highness Lanter has no way of knowing in advance whether he will succeed or not. He can only walk alone on the dark road where he cannot see the future...
"But now, everyone is joyfully sharing the fruits of victory that belong to His Highness Lante. Only Saint Son Lante, who should have enjoyed the fruits of victory the most, has gained nothing except false fame, and is forever stuck in yesterday."
The woman opened her mouth and weakly comforted her, "This must be the best ending that His Highness Lant wants to see. At least all of us will remember him. At least we will remember him forever..."
"Yes, no one has the right to forget." The friend nodded.
Just as some sorrows should not be forgotten, some sacrifices need to be remembered in eternal history. Rand should be a person and name that should not be forgotten.
"Hurry up," the friend urged, "the ceremony is about to begin."
"Just consider this as your last farewell to His Highness Lanter... Don't be late again this time."
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Lu Yi withdrew his gaze from the car window and lowered his eyes to flip through the crisp invitation letter in his hand.
His eyes paused vaguely on the invitation letter, but his mind was focused on the low voices outside the car.
[“Look, so many people are crying so sadly, but I guarantee that if Rant were still alive, many people who attacked him would not be able to face him. But Rant’s heroic sacrifice is different. All the slanders will be wiped out in the understated crying.”]
Lu Yi said this subconsciously, but the silence that followed made him realize immediately that 857 had entered sleep mode along with the system.
He had long been accustomed to chatting with 857 from time to time, and the current silence suddenly made him realize how terrible habit is.
So Lu Yi fell silent again.
This quietness didn't last long.
The carriage stopped smoothly at the edge of the restricted area. The driver whispered through the door, "Master Lu Yi, we have arrived outside the Temple of Light Square. Vehicles cannot enter the road ahead. Please get off here. There are knights of the Holy See waiting outside to meet you."
Lu Yi responded, and the driver first opened the door and then pulled up the curtain so that he could maintain the noble and elegant etiquette that a noble should have.
His calm expression froze when he saw the face of the knight next to the car.
It turned out to be Waverin.
A job like receiving carriages and leading the way should not be done by a knight with a title and an official position. Waverin's appearance here can only mean that he did it on purpose.
Did he want to say something to himself? To Lu Yi?
Lu Yi's heart moved slightly, and he turned to the driver and said, "You can do whatever you want in the next period of time. I will be back here after the ceremony is over."
The driver lowered his head and stepped aside, while Lu Yi looked up at Wavelin who was standing upright.
Wearing the jet-black armor of the Judgement Knight, Wavelin bowed slightly and nodded to him, saying calmly, "Sir Klein, please."
Wavelin followed Lu Yi half a step behind.
Lu Yi was the first to speak. He glanced at Wavelin and said casually, "I didn't expect that the Knight of Judgement would come to lead the way for me. It seems that the Klein family is more important than I thought."
But Wavelin shook his head.
His appearance must have been carefully groomed in advance, his hair was combed back smoothly and neatly, and his chin was smooth without any trace of stubble.
But even though his appearance was perfect, the tall knight still felt exhausted, and the faint decadence in his eyes could not be hidden.
Lu Yi heard his hoarse voice coming, like a piece of rough paper rubbing against dry land.
"That's not the case. I came here specifically to show you the way, not because of the status of the Klein family, but because you are Lu Yi, a close friend of His Highness Lanter."
Lu Yi paused for a few seconds and said, "I'm sorry I couldn't help Rand."
"Don't say that. I really appreciate everything you've done before." Wavelin said earnestly.
"I know those nobles who value gold and reputation too well. If you hadn't persuaded them, how could any noble be willing to stand out amid the overwhelming condemnation, let alone such a large noble.
"If His Highness Lanter were still alive, he would be very happy for your trust from beginning to end. I should also thank you on his behalf."
As Wavelin spoke, he seemed to suddenly realize that his words were not so appropriate, and hurriedly added: "Oh, or, please don't mind my confusing expression, this idea may just be my own wishful thinking. After all, His Highness Lant has known you longer than he has known me."
"It's okay. I don't mind. Of course you can say this on behalf of Lant. You are the captain of his personal guard knights, aren't you?"
Wavelin blinked his eyes, and an inexplicable and confused bitterness came over him. He opened his mouth silently, and then asked in a low voice: "...Have you ever mentioned me, Your Highness?"
"certainly."
"Then, then would you mind telling me how His Highness mentioned me?"
"Of course." Lu Yi still answered, "Lant told me that Wavelin is a very good friend, a close friend worthy of entrusting his life to. The happiest thing for him in Saint-Dove is that he was assigned to the same dormitory with you."
"This is also what makes me happiest...it is the luck of my life." Wavelin said softly.
The corners of Lu Yi's mouth curled up slightly, and a gentle smile flashed across his face.
Does Rand have no regrets?
Not necessarily.
But he must slowly learn to accept and let go.
"What are Knight Waverin's plans for the future?" Lu Yi asked.
A gust of wind blew, white doves flew by, and Waverin looked up at the tall spire of the temple in front of him.
"I'll make the arrangements... I should leave Saint-Dover later and follow my master to the forefront of the Knights of Judgement."
"That's great. The Isaiah continent is so wonderful. There are many new and interesting things in the outside world waiting for you to explore."
Wavelin also laughed, "Yes,"
The world is not that beautiful, but it is not that bad either.
This was the most beautiful moment that he wanted to keep at all costs.
The knight's mission is to fight and to protect.
Whatever Rant didn't have the chance to see, he would see and feel on his behalf.
This was what his heart desired for the rest of his life.
The author has something to say:
The estimate is wrong, there is one more chapter (looking up at the sky)
Fortunately, Wavelin survived. He was also a lunchbox soldier at the beginning, but he didn't make it in the end (music
①, using the story of Jesus in the Old Testament, which is the classic story of the crucifixion.
② The word "false god" here does not mean that Mios is really a false god. In the book, the concept of false gods is promoted by the church.
③, these two sentences have appeared in Chapter 151 before
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