Chapter 153 Separation
Then I followed Lemonsis.
From then on, I only went back once every three months, and each time Sawyers became more silent. I felt that the child's personality was beginning to change drastically. Ansar seemed to know his purpose, but didn't care.
To the Ansar, “we” are just commodities.
So as long as the product is valuable, it doesn't matter how it is maintained.
As long as he held the reins he had no worries.
——So Sawyers had to gain enough power to overthrow Ansar before Little Rose devoured the seed and was killed by Ansar.
The time is three years.
It’s outrageous when I think about it.
Three years later, we were only six years old. A six-year-old child overthrew the leader of an organization and took control of the entire organization. It sounded like a fairy tale.
...Can it really be done?!
After all, I just thought that we would solve the problems in our heads and then run away with Asu Yue.
But now plans cannot keep up with changes, and the little rose cannot be taken out.
I can only rely on Sawyers to roll it up, but fortunately it is a small monster.
"What are you thinking about?"
Jomel asked me while holding the book.
I looked at him. Doesn’t this scene look like a lecture?
Actually, it’s not.
He was reading secular books, and I was studying on my own—studying the sacred books he had compiled over the years.
"As a future saint, you should at least know everything, right?"
He said this and pulled me into his library - how much does he love writing books? I don’t think other religions have so many doctrines and stories???
People become abnormal as they live longer. This sentence can be given to him.
Why can’t I escape going to school in any world?
"Thinking about my brother."
I say this because the Holy Scriptures I have are too dry as religious readings. There are all sorts of interpretations, annotations and derivatives. It is difficult to fully immerse yourself in such a complex and fragmented book.
"Don't worry about him, the kid is enjoying it." He put down the book in his hand and sat opposite me.
"He has no humanity, and you are pampering him."
I turned my head.
What are you talking about? Don't make it sound like you're spoiling me!
"So, he'll be wary of you staying with me. This is the greatest help to humanity."
Yomel sighed, "Why on earth would there be two little monsters like you?"
He said with some melancholy.
I:……
It’s the protagonist who will destroy the world in the future.
I'm here to save the day.
"But speaking of this... Sindra, you're different from Sawyers. He has his own ideas, but you don't seem to have any."
He looked at me.
I tilted my head, confused. What do you mean by not having your own ideas? Don’t I have my own ideas?
"Everything you do is measured. There's no time for impulsive thinking."
"You don't have the ultimate love, nor the ultimate hatred. In your eyes, there is only Sawyers, no one else."
I:……
"Humans don't act like that."
"Humans have rich emotions. We don't consider everything. We make mistakes, have tempers, behave inexplicably, cry, laugh, and express ourselves."
"But you didn't... All your emotions were fake, not even the real you in front of Sawyers."
His glasses reflected the light as he looked at me. "I've lived a long time and seen many people, but none like you... So what are you?"
What am I?
I was once human.
But I don't remember, I only remember that I died, and then when I woke up I had to do what I was supposed to do.
These worlds are just work to me.
If it's work...it's work.
The job doesn't require too many emotions, I just have to be responsible for the protagonist - isn't that a matter of course?
The emotional fluctuations of office workers are so great.
"I am who I am, does that matter?"
I looked at him and didn't intend to say too much. No matter how I explained, it would be useless. I couldn't tell him about the system or the company, so this problem had no solution from the beginning.
Yomeier was stunned for a moment, then nodded. "Yes, that's not important. In a sense, you are the most suitable person to become a saint."
The entire reading room fell into silence.
…
Ever since the discussion about what I was ended that day, Yomel never mentioned it again, and my studies were progressing step by step. As I appeared more and more frequently in the Divine Court, everyone knew that the Saint had a successor - many people began to worry whether something had happened to the Saint.
After all, he was a saint who had lived for more than two hundred years. To most people, he was comparable to a god.
"My duty on earth is about to end. The Father is calling me, and one day I will need to serve the Father. Therefore, in order to continue the connection between everyone and the Father, someone must come to connect you." He said this to everyone.
"His name is Sindra, he is the Father's apostle and the next Saint to take over from me and walk the earth."
As time passed, the people who came to the holy city to worship gradually got used to me following Yomel, and gradually more and more people called me "Holy Son".
Three years passed like this, and I had read all the classics related to the Divine Court and could preside over the worship ceremony independently. If I were not so young, Yomel would even plan to be a hands-off boss now.
Then we heard from Sawyers.
He was ready to take action.
He couldn't call us either, but for the first time in three years, he used the permission I gave him and called me.
#Sangsang, I will take action the day before the full moon.
Sawyers' voice suddenly rang in my head, startling me.
#How about little rose?
#It’s almost there, it should be completely devoured on the day we start.
#What does the Divine Court need to do?
#No need, as long as you come back.
#Really?
#Well, the jewel on my uncle’s head appeared recently, and the jewel on my mother’s head also appeared.
I:……?
Wait a minute, does this mean that some rules are starting to loosen up—
And I remember Sawyers told me before that Ansar's gem was wrapped in vines inside his body. It would not appear and there was no way to control it.
It's the kind of tug-of-war between control monsters. Only when you're stronger than one of them will their weaknesses be found.
Ansar always thought that we would control through charm, but in fact, Sawyers' method can make the person being controlled not notice at all.
This is also the trump card we have been hiding.
No wonder Sawyers was planning to take action.
#I’ll be back early with Lemonsis, just in time for the New Year.
#good.
…
Then Sawyers hung up.
I felt a little melancholy. How could the child change so much? Ansar didn't abuse him. After all, he was an important commodity, not recyclable garbage. There were no classic tragic childhood plots such as killing companions, surviving on a deserted island, and cruel arenas. Instead, Ansar found the best teachers for him to provide him with elite education.
Now Sawyers can go to any university to get his doctorate.
There are also etiquette classes. The last time I went back, he seemed like a different person.
I am a commodity that has been sold, and Sawyers is a commodity that is still being packaged. Judging from his full schedule every day, he does have a worse life than me, but it is not to the point of being tortured.
After all, as Yomel said, he is quite happy with it - this is all his own request!
The best candidate can really get a master's or doctoral degree.
As I learned more from Yomel, I understood more about this era. It was indeed like the West in the 18th century, but because of the existence of monsters, the development of science and technology did not suppress the development of theocracy. After all, science and technology were real, and monsters were real. This country was a centralized monarchy, and the army would only protect the nobles and would not do its best to protect ordinary civilians. This led to more and more people believing in "God". After all, Sawyers and I had proved that God's protection was really useful.
As long as you are pious enough, you can get God's protection. Even if you are not so pious, holy water can resist the attacks of monsters. This is more realistic than anything else.
I really can't think of anything else that could cause this divine power to fall into the hands of others.
Unless the monster disappears.
Wait a moment--
Thinking back to the future.
The monsters aren't really gone, are they?!
Although I have never been to the real world outside the overlapping space, theoretically speaking, when I entered the first copy, the group of humans really seemed to have never seen a monster before.
This shouldn't be the case. After all, in this era, although people may be afraid, the existence of monsters is well known.
Maybe it really is related to Sawyers. After all, there are monsters in the overlapping space.
"Jomel, I'm going back to see my brother during the New Year."
I said this to my current nominal teacher.
He glanced at me and asked, "How many people do you need?"
I:?
"Lemonsis is fine alone."
Anyway, Sawyers didn't say he needed anyone.
"From now on, the Divine Court will be yours. You don't have to worry about avoiding suspicion. It will be much easier with the Divine Court's support."
I:……
So smart people think a lot.
"I just went back to celebrate the New Year with my brother."
I emphasized the three words "Happy New Year".
For the two of us, it is definitely more important to celebrate the New Year together!
"Okay, okay."
He sighed, took off his glasses and rubbed his eyes.
I don’t know if it’s my illusion, but he has aged very quickly in the past three years. He looks much more mature than a twenty-year-old young man. He looks like he’s in his thirties or forties. Will he really become an octogenarian in a few years?
So does this mean aging over ten years and then dying at the speed of light?
Can humans really accept their own death so calmly?
…
I got into the carriage wearing the uniform of the Divine Court, with Villar next to me and Remonsis opposite me.
Villar's identity has been revealed in the Holy City. He is my teacher.
But Lemonsis always disliked him, yet felt conflicted.
He knew that Villar belonged to a "god" and had polluted his faith. It was a pollution that even Yomel was helpless to remove, and Villar himself had no way to remove it, so the four of us knew that Raymondsis's faith would one day be distorted into Villar.
But there's nothing I can do.
Yomel didn't care. After all, he was the one who said at the beginning that "God" did not need faith. Moreover, he felt that the God's Court would belong to him in the future, and Villar would also be his dependent, so the faith in Raymondsis would not be considered changed.
I don’t care even more, Villar is one of us.
Verar, Verar tried to help, he didn't want such a believer, but this kind of pollution was passive, he couldn't control it, and then it ended in nothing.
Raymondsis… He was the person involved and had no say in the matter, so he could only be furious and helpless.
After all, he was only twenty-one, still at the age when he had a bad temper.
To be honest, when I learned three years ago that he was only eighteen years old, I deeply sighed that the average life expectancy in this world is indeed not long. Eighteen years old looks like twenty-eight years old.
Then he was glared at by Lemonsis.
"We're here, Lord Saint."
He forced himself to ignore my gaze on him and said to me dryly, I saw the familiar manor through the window and Sawyers standing at the door of the manor.
He was wearing a black suit and his hair was tied up with a black ribbon, which made his skin look even paler. Behind him stood two veiled attendants whom I had never seen before. Their clothes were also different from those I had seen before.
Sawyers has his own aesthetic.
I was wearing a pure white robe embroidered with gold patterns. My hair was draped behind me with golden hair accessories wrapped around it. This was the style of the Divine Court. In Yomel's words, it was meant to look holy.
The contrast between black and white makes us look like people from two different worlds.
It's obviously the same face, but the difference is getting bigger and bigger.
"Welcome back."
Sawyers came over and hugged me.
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