Chapter 235 Big Discussion

Gartniss returned to the Lathander Temple. He stared intently at the huge golden statue in the center of the temple hall, the Lord of the Dawn holding up the sun.

Looking past the golden elephant, the high priest saw the huge oil painting "The Creation of Lathander" that Bradero had paid a large sum of money to create for the Lathander Temple.

This oil painting is indeed a masterpiece handed down from generation to generation. No matter how many times you see it, you will have a different aesthetic perception every time you appreciate it.

But at this moment, Gatnis was horrified!

AO and Lathander on the canvas don't look like aloof gods, but more like two majestic and muscular mortals!

Does the pointing of the fingers convey divinity?

It looks more like human spirituality!

Is that magnificent young man really the incarnation of Lathander?

Is the god floating in the sky surrounded by angels really AO?

The more he looked, the more Gatnis felt a chill rising up.

"Come on, please quickly take down the painting of Blasphemer Bredero!"

The Priest of Dawn roared and called the paladin attendants, ordering them to take down the treasure that had been hanging in the temple for two years. Gatnis originally planned to destroy this strange painting, but this painting was Without the divine power of the Lord of the Dawn, he could only ask someone to wrap it in white cloth and lock it in the secret room at the bottom of the temple.

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The common people of Askatra City heard that after the debate between public opinion representatives in the city hall, the final result was that "Temple of Lathander" would not be banned, and the Amn Grand Theater would publicly screen the Phantom version.

They happily took to the streets, praising the wisdom of the city hall, and regarded this incident as a victory for the common people. The slums and the bridge area were as lively as festivals.

Although the Bredlow Troupe has escaped without a trace, the Bredlow Company is still operating in an orderly manner according to the established plan.

The R&D center and factory in Daqiao District started working all night long. The burned Magic Shadow discs were packed into boxes one after another. As soon as they got off the production line, they were snapped up by Magic Shadow merchants who had been waiting for a long time.

The Shadow Merchants were all smiles. They knew that this new drama was very popular with the common people, and unlike the previous Magic Movie discs released by Bradlow Company, the price of this "Temple of Lathander" disc was extremely low, and almost only other discs were available. One-third of the film leaves a huge profit margin for the shadow merchants.

As long as they sell these discs to Demon Theaters all over Faerûn, they can make a lot of money. On the night when the Phantom Merchants got the disc, many ships left the port, carrying the disc and heading for distant places.

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In the Bronze Crown Inn, people who loved "The Temple of Lathander" gathered together and had a heated discussion.

A year ago, Chanem did a rare good deed. He wiped out the villains entrenched in the Copper Crown Hotel and released the gladiator Handak. The second floor of the Copper Crown Hotel no longer operates the skin and flesh business, nor is it for the nobles to watch. The bloody gladiators who placed bets performed.

With the cancellation of these two entertainment projects, it is difficult to see the wealthy and aristocratic people in the Bronze Crown Hotel, and it has become a gathering place for common people.

Without the interference of young nobles and priests, the discussion about "The Temple of Lathander" was lively but not intense. Those present were all people who loved this show, and the discussion focused on the interpretation of this show.

Helen, the chosen one of the gods of love, was wearing coarse casual clothes. She sat in the corner with a tangled mood and listened with her ears pricked up. After watching "The Temple of Lathander", she realized a lot, but she couldn't figure out her thoughts. She just felt that her mind was mixed up. Messy.

This time, there was no wise man like Elminster around to help her solve her doubts. Helen could only listen to people's comments about the show as a reference, trying to figure out why the show gave her such a weird feeling.

"Bredro is worthy of the title of the greatest artist in the history of Faerûn!"

A handsome young man was surrounded by people and said loudly: "This "Temple of Lathander" is his amazing self-breakthrough, which transcends the concept of 'love' from the narrow relationship between men and women. "The Temple of Lathander" The love in "Temple" is not the love between men and women, but a kind of fraternity for mortals. He portrays vivid images of the lower class people and praises the noble virtues of the lower class civilians. This is a unique work in the history of Phelan drama. , with shocking power!”

"Jack, you didn't read the book in vain. That's very good!"

"That's right! That's what I think, but I can't say it!"

"Mr. Bredlow has always cared about the common people. Almost everyone among us has received free tickets from him. I have long known that he is a good man, completely different from those hypocritical Lathander priests!"

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Jack, the dockworker, said with clear eyes: "The sharp contrast between 'truth, goodness and beauty' and 'fake, evil and ugliness', the fierce conflicts between characters, the philosophy contained in this play is so profound! Every character who appears can be understood in detail Interpret and write a long essay.”

He suddenly lowered his voice and whispered: "This drama truly depicts the contrast between the slums and the temple area of ​​Ascatra City, the magnificent cathedral, the slums lined with shanties, ragged homeless people, beggars and well-dressed people. The priest of Lathander in the golden robe... also delicately depicts the living conditions of the poor in the city of gold coins."

The people surrounding him wondered: "The pastor said that the gods bless us, but why are we getting poorer and poorer?"

Another person said: "A year ago I met a dirty kid running around outside the Copper Crown Hotel. The kid said his mother worked at the Copper Crown Hotel and asked me what 'slut' meant... and before A few days ago, I saw the child's mother burying him in the cemetery area. After the second floor of the hotel was destroyed, the 'slut' lost her job and the child starved to death."

"Why is our life so painful? Just because the coin of Goddess Taimora is tails? But it's not fair. There are far more miserable people in this world than lucky ones. If the goddess tosses a coin to determine the fate of mortals, it shouldn't be The same amount?"

"We also have good moral character, and our souls are no meaner than those well-dressed superior people, just like Quasimodo, but do we have to bear bullying, abuse and suffering just because of bad luck and ugly appearance?"

"Sunny, the goddess of love and goodness, established a temple in the city, but the officiant only hung out in the salons of the upper class, either looking for the masterpieces of art left by Mr. Bredreau, or working with the The young knights of the Hot Heart Knights were playing and teasing her, why did she never come to the slums once? Does she think that just because it is dirty and messy, there is no good character? Could it be that Goddess Suni is a snobbery? The love and goodness claimed are only superficial love and goodness, and have nothing to do with the inner heart and soul?”

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The more Helen listened, the more frightened she became. She felt like she had fallen into a big whirlpool, with chaotic emotions lingering in her heart.

She was even more confused. She felt that what these people said was very reasonable, but also thought that they were really treasonous. They dared to question the great gods, and they all committed the crime of blasphemy.