Chapter 459 New Doctrine

In the evening, the setting sun was already leaning on the western horizon, and the huge sun wheel was plated with a golden red bright edge on the western forest. The whole city is also dyed the same golden red as the forest.

Gawain walked with Amber on the way to the Church of the Holy Light. The bells representing the end of the day's work came from several main bell towers in the city, and they reverberated among the streets and wells.

"Hey—off work!" Amber's ears perked up, listening to the bells in the air, with a happy look on his face, "Then I won't accompany..."

Gao Wen grabbed the half-elf by the collar and dragged the girl back to his side: "Don't make trouble—you don't commute according to this timetable. It's so hard for you to go to church. Didn't you say that Wright's church doesn't have the kind of atmosphere that makes you uncomfortable?"

Amber was carried by Gawain's collar, and while twisting and twisting hard, he muttered: "But Wright is very annoying, he always talks to me about things when he has the opportunity to be honest, to be steady, not to be sneaky, not to be lazy, not to be this way. Well... I'm not a believer of the Holy Light, why should I listen to him..."

Gawain glanced at the girl: "You have to say this... I have the heart to tie you to the Church of the Holy Light for a good education."

Amber: "...Hey, I'm so violent, look at my mouth shape, look at my mouth shape - don't hit me after reading my mouth shape..."

Gawain suddenly wondered if it was a wrong decision to take Amber with him when he went out—he regretted taking this annoying and annoying guy with him.

But when he went out, there was no Amber by his side who was in charge of holding the mow... He felt very bored again.

This is really a head-scratching contradiction.

The door of the church was ajar, and there was a faint sound coming from inside, as if preaching was in progress. Gawain glanced down at Amber, used his eyes to signal the girl not to make trouble after entering, and then gently pushed open the door of the church.

A calm and peaceful atmosphere lingered in the church. Gawain saw Pastor Wright wearing a very simple short robe standing on the pulpit, telling the story of the beginning of the birth of the Holy Light, while a dozen people came to listen to the lecture. Sitting on the benches on both sides of the aisle, a small, translucent figure radiating shimmering light also sat on the chair with everyone. It's just that every time I listen to a few sentences, I start to wiggle around and look around, obviously I don't put my mind on it at all.

Gawain pulled Amber and silently found a seat in the back row. Wright had already seen them, and after a short pause, Gawain nodded slightly to indicate that he didn't care,

Let him keep preaching.

Wright's calm and soft voice echoed in the church: "...when the 'eternal night' lasted until the seventh day, the first holy light was born in the darkest hour, a horse breeder with a passion for the light He prayed for the light to come, so the Holy Light responded to him and descended the light in the dark fog..."

This is the story of the birth of the Holy Light, and everyone who believes in the Holy Light knows it, but Wright omits all the empty, unwarranted praise of the God of Light when telling this story, and uses the simplest and most straightforward The words deduce the most simple story - the first person who prayed for the Holy Light changed from the "God of Holy Light" to an ordinary horse breeder, and the motive for praying for the Holy Light also changed from "praise the God of Holy Light, Fighting Dark Heresy" became "Hope to seek herbal medicine to heal my family outside the black mist of eternal night".

This kind of change may seem like a huge provocation to professional Holy Light priests, but for those civilian believers who don’t know much about history and have never even read any Holy Light books, they don’t think so much. , they just find this brand new story more interesting, so they listen attentively.

But a special little audience was not so serious. On the front seat, a small figure with shimmering light suddenly floated up. She looked around curiously and floated with a bright smile. In front of Gawain, dangling in the air to say hello.

"Hello, Emily." Gawain said in a low voice.

"Hee hee..." Emily let out a sweet chuckle, then landed erratically on the seat beside Gawain.

Gawain noticed that part of the little girl's body was "fused" with the seat.

Obviously, Emily, as a spiritual body, can't sit in a stable place like a real body. She just pretends to be sitting and floats in the chair, squatting in the air. ...

But she seems to be enjoying it.

On the pulpit, Wright's preaching was still going on: "...people's yearning for light is in line with the way of the Holy Light, so those who pursue the light can be blessed by the Holy Light. In the presence of the Holy Light, the horse breeders and the Pope are also Equal, because the morality of the holy light is higher than the high or low measured by money and status, just like in front of the mountains, the flowers, plants, trees, birds and beasts on the plain cannot see the high or low... If you pursue that higher morality, identity There is no such thing as noble or inferior.”

"What the big man said is a bit interesting," Amber had been talking all the way before, but at this time he listened carefully to two words of Wright's sermon, and shook his head to evaluate, "Although I don't like that kind of stern face. Appearance, but what he said is much better than the magic sticks in other places."

Gawain nodded slightly: "There are still some limitations...but overall it's not bad."

Emily raised her head, wandered for a while, and suddenly came up with a word: "...boring."

Amber was stunned for a moment, staring at Emily who was floating in the chair pretending to be sitting: "You can talk?!"

"Yes," Emily blinked, then suddenly stared at the back of Amber's head, staring at the back of Amber's head for two seconds before she said, "Sister, there is a black light on your head..."

"Hey, it's okay, I'm the God of Darkness, that's the blessing given to me by the goddess," Amber waved his hands indifferently, then looked at Emily curiously, "The last time we met, you just floated around and talked to Hee hee laughing, I thought you couldn't speak..."

Emily raised her head again, looking like she was wandering in the sky. After a long time, she suddenly laughed and flew to the roof lightly.

Wright's sermon also came to an end: "...each of us has the right to pursue the light, just as everyone can aspire to the light, the light will shine on everyone, not just on the heads of priests and priests- - People donate to the church for the sake of righteousness, not to 'buy' holy light from the church, because the holy light is inherent in everyone's heart...

"Blessed are all men, as long as they act according to virtue, and act with justice, love, tolerance, and integrity..."

The small figure jumped down from the roof and smashed onto Wright's shoulder like a fallen leaf. Emily raised her translucent arm and waved it with a happy face, following the other in the church. People greeted: "Hu-ah, today's talk is over!"

Wright's face was a little embarrassed, and while trying to get Emily off her shoulders, she nodded to the people in the church: "That's all for today."

The people listening to the sermon couldn't help laughing. They responded to Emily's greeting with a smile and stood up to leave. Some of them didn't notice until this time that the lord was sitting in the last row of chairs, so they hurry up Salute to Gao Wen.

Gawain responded to them one by one. After the last believer also left the church, he came to the pulpit and nodded slightly to Wright: "It looks like everyone has adapted to Emily?"

"She startled people who came to the church at first—she was always hiding on the roof and then suddenly jumping off," Wright said, crying and laughing. "It took me a lot of work to explain Emily's origin to people. , now people are not afraid of her."

Emily poked her head out from behind Wright's shoulders and looked around pokingly.

Gawain stretched out his hand and tried to touch Emily's head - this had a very wonderful feel, his hand could directly pass through Emily's body, but there was still a slight resistance, and he was touching the little girl's hair. When silk, he could feel an obvious heat coming, which was the temperature brought by the gentle holy light.

Wright volunteered: "She seems to be stabilizing -- physically and mentally a lot more stable."

Gawain nodded: "Did Carmel say anything?"

"Master Carmel said that she is in good condition, just keep an eye on her. Besides, I have mainly avoided her being out in the sun for too long recently..."

Gawain was a little surprised: "Can't bask in the sun? Isn't she a holy light spirit body? Why is she afraid of the sun just like the undead?"

Wright knew Gawain had misunderstood as soon as he heard it, and quickly explained: "Oh, it's not that she is afraid of the sun, but if she gets too much sun, she will become very bright, and it won't be dark at night, and I can't sleep at all..."

Amber next to him suddenly exclaimed: "Are you sleeping with Emily?!"

Wright's embarrassment couldn't be further added, and he explained with tears and laughter: "It was divided into rooms, but after she fell asleep, she would float around the whole church involuntarily..."

Gawain thought for a while, then patted Wright on the shoulder seriously: "It's not easy for you either."

"It's okay - she's a lot better off now, and I can cover my eyes with a cloth."

"I came to you today to talk to you about the teachings of Protestantism and the dissemination of new teachings," Gawain pulled back to the topic in time before the topic became more and more skewed. He took Wright and Amber at the nearby Sitting down on the bench, he said casually, "I heard your sermon just now - it seems that you are already trying to tell the believers the doctrine we discussed last time."

"Yes, I have sorted out what you talked to me last time," Light nodded, "hand over the 'right to interpret the classics' to the believers, emphasizing that religious leaders are not equal to absolute authority; downplaying the image of the God of Light, while using A set of more general and more acceptable moral values ​​to gradually replace the original strict canons; emphasizing tolerance and inclusiveness, advancing with the times and self-restraint, eliminating all extreme, stubborn and exclusive content in the original teachings, To expand the potential believers that the new teaching can reach as much as possible. The current new teaching is based on these three points.”

"Do the believers accept it?"

"A lot of people were confused at first, but still accepting that there were very few strong believers who showed resistance, but I believe their resistance can be softened," Wright said, with mixed emotions on his face. "Most Ordinary people are civilians. Before they came to Cecil, they were poor people who didn’t even know a word or read a single scripture. They actually didn’t know what was written in the Holy Light scriptures. They believe whatever the pastor says, and the local pastor doesn't care about the piety of these people. As long as the magic is in the hands of the church, those ordinary people can obediently pay for the magic, and those priests will be satisfied... …In this case, it becomes easier for us to promote the new doctrine.”

"The real obstacle is not the people, but the vested interests. The priests of Lu'an City are the ones who will resist the new doctrine most fiercely," Gawain said. "So our plan is going to the next step."

"You just order."

Gawain paused for a moment and looked into Wright's eyes seriously: "You know about the new printing factory in the city, right?"

"Of course, I went to visit - it was an incredible scene indeed."

"Guess what the priests would do if 100,000 leaflets and pamphlets with new doctrines were dropped in Luan City?"