savior epic

Chapter 250 Ask the world to be willing

In the ward, Luke woke up with a start.

After Lauren left, Luke felt that his spirit could no longer support him, and he collapsed on the bed, losing consciousness for a moment.

The bee candle in front of the icon was still burning, and after the coma passed, Luke felt unexpectedly sober.

He got up from the bed and chanted the old saying "fate".

The Blessed recalled Lauren's inquiry, and the latter's look at that time
Luke suddenly said: "My lord, what did he think of? Why did he look like that?"

He got up from the bed, still weak.

The rain slid down the eaves and dripped to the ground. Luke realized that there had been a heavy rain just now.

Relying on the old saying "fate", Luke somehow sensed an indescribable sacred atmosphere.

The sacred breath called out Luke's faith, and the young priest walked while leaning on the wall.

He didn't know what happened, but he knew that the sacred breath came from the hillside of Thunder Castle, Luke held his breath, and some unshirkable mission was calling him.

"Lauren. So what did Lauren do?"

Luke vaguely captured something by relying on the old saying "fate".

The leader of the Laydon had approached him not long ago, and Luke remembered that his answer was not very good.

Not even up to standard.

The reason is because I am also wavering.

People are often shaken, because it is difficult for people to see the future, and it is easy to fall into despair and find no hope.

And people of faith are also shaken.

Luke walked out of the castle step by step, he felt the sacred breath, even with his eyes closed, he firmly believed that he could get there.

It was as if the Lord was directing his direction.

calling him over,
With all his knowledge of God, he listened to the truth of heaven.

Luke's faith was touched, he still had a high fever, he wasn't dizzy anymore, but he ignored it and felt it with all his heart.

He thought of a question.

That is the question Lauren asked.

What is the value of man to the Lord?
Luke recalled his answer at that time, and was surprised that the answer was so vague.

As he walked, his steps were slow and he was thinking.

The divine breath did not disappear, as if the Lord was giving him infinite patience.

Luke picked up all his knowledge of the gods.

"Why not a sacrifice like the gods, but a bloodless Mass?"

Luke wandered thoughtfully, until he stopped abruptly.

The Blessed One thought of the answer.

"Because the animal sacrifice is a kind of fear. The world is afraid of thunder, and regards it as the mighty power of a certain god, and prostrates itself on the ground."

"The Mass does not shed blood, but the scriptures are heard and communion is administered. The Mass is not a fear."

What is the Mass if not a fear?
Luke thought about that answer, and he wouldn't stop until he thought of it.

During Mass, people often lower their heads and close their eyes, put their hands together, and pray with the Lord.

Some people pray for blessings, some pray for peace, some pray for the gods to curse their enemies, and some take this opportunity to pour out their hearts
Whoever he is, whether he does good or evil, he can pray with the Lord,

In front of the holy image, in the candlelight, you can get great forgiveness and comfort.

"The scriptures say that it is no more difficult for the wicked to be saved than the good, but because even the wicked can be saved by Him."

Luke immediately thought of such a scripture.

And then the problem arises,

Why can even the wicked be saved by Him?

This thought-worthy question lay in front of Luke.

However, the Blessed One felt the divine breath, and suddenly he found the answer.

"The Lord is the Lord who loved us."

"Whether you do good or do evil, whether you are righteous or wicked, you are all one of the world."

"Thousands of people in this world, without exception, are worthy of His love."

Luke felt a shudder in his soul, and then he felt a burst of relief.

The Lord does not justify the world by His miracles,

It is because He loves that He leaves it to the world's own will.

So, back to the original question
What is the value of man to the Lord?
Lauren looked up at the light after the dark clouds were cleared away.

It was like a miracle, bright and dazzling.

Above the sky, there seemed to be a figure covered in light.

Everyone present looked at the ray of light behind the dark clouds, and felt unparalleled shock in their bodies and minds.

Is that the Lord?

The Lord is watching us all the time!

The weapons in the hands of the Camilleans were thrown away one after another. They hurriedly clasped their hands together, either in real piety or in courtship. Thousands of people looked up at the sky and shed tears.

The king was illuminated by that light.

He was shocked, as if he had returned to the ice and snow all of a sudden.

At that time, he was seriously injured, but he heard the voice of the Lord and was saved by him.

Does he punish himself?
Are you being ungrateful because you question yourself?

"Lord, that man is a blasphemer! Send that heathen king to hell!"

I don't know who was the first to shout among the Camilleans.

Then the Camilians recalled their hatred for the Ledonites, and they looked up at the light and echoed it.

"Lord, it's not our fault."

"Forgive us, God, let those people receive the punishment they deserve!"

"The blasphemy is he, not us."

The Camilians recalled the misery of the past few days, recalled the famine and the plague, and became excited uncontrollably, unreservedly venting their hatred.

They begged the gods and cursed the blasphemous leader of the Radons,
High on the hillside, Lauren looked directly at the light.

The Leidon people behind came back to their senses, still fearless, clenched their swords tightly, and set their eyes on the king.

Wang took a step forward.

He walked up the hill again, under the unanimous eyes of the Leidon people, even under the light of God, his back was still standing upright.

Then the king stopped where he questioned God.

The breeze is coming slowly, and it is no longer the same as before in the storm.

People believe in all kinds of gods. Many times, people don't know what they believe in, just like people often don't even know what they are thinking.

"Loren, king of the Ledonites."

"You have begged countless times with me for revelation, for miracles."

Lauren shuddered.

He heard the voice again.

At that time, no god responded to his begging, only the Lord promised him a miracle.Let him regain his life and get up from the snowstorm.

As a mortal, it is undoubtedly ungrateful for me to make such a bold question right now.

Wang held his head high, thinking that his questioning was insane.

And at this very moment, He will definitely punish himself and let himself, an ungrateful person, suffer death.

Even so, Lauren's belief remained.

"Lord, do you want to use your mighty power to make us surrender?!"

"Now there is no miracle of Ni, we still have our own will!"

Lauren answered loudly.

The human king looked up at the light, and he insisted on his belief that any next great power of the gods would not make him afraid.

"Before I was deeply in the fog, begging all the time, you tortured me so much, do you think I will succumb to you until death?!"

"Lord, if you had proclaimed your will earlier, I would have believed in you, and maybe I would not be where I am today."

Lauren raised his head to the sky and questioned again.

His fists were clenched, ready to accept his own death.

The king thought he would encounter the wrath of God.

However, he heard such words.

"What you did is exactly what I want to see."

God said so.

Lauren was stunned.

"what."

"You said you were once in a fog."

The voice of God is warm and gentle, as if comforting the soul,
"Now you have cleared the fog and abandoned the fear of gods in the past, and you have found the meaning of being human."

"It's not my revelation or a miracle, it's yours."

Lauren froze,
He originally thought that God would scold and punish him, and he would throw himself into the nine rings of hell.

But he never thought that what he ushered in was these words.

"Why. Why? Is this your revelation? Why don't you show me a miracle?"

God just asked,
"But would you have thought like this before?"

"Not begging for my miracle, but from your own heart?"

Lauren stood in the light parted by the dark clouds.

Not long ago, he had questioned the gods there, and now he was in great shock again.

Not only Lauren, but the Camilleans who cursed and cursed Lauren, and the Leidon people who supported the new king all looked at the sky and felt an indescribable shock.

Lauren was still puzzled, and the anger in the king's heart had not been completely eliminated. He stared at the source of the light.

He opened his arms and asked God, "But why do you let us suffer like this? Are you ignoring the world?"

"Isn't it easy to ignore the world?"

The king was stunned by God's words, and He continued:
"If I ignore it, you will not go to hell or go to heaven after death, and your soul will be scattered."

What was accumulated in Lauren's heart, he still had countless questions, and his indignation had not yet let go.

when he was about to speak.

God just said: "I know what you want to ask."

Wang's eyes widened in disbelief.

Then, Lauren quieted down, and he listened quietly.

"I never ignored the world."

"The people of the world respect the oracle as the supreme, and built tens of thousands of temples."

"You attribute your victories to God, and your defeats to God. It seems that without God's arrangements, you are powerless."

Lauren's hands trembled, clenched his fists, and couldn't help recalling the past.

They always fight in the name of a certain god, prostrate in front of all kinds of temples, offering sacrifices for victory and sacrifices for defeat.

but,

What is the meaning of human beings in front of all kinds of temples?
Lauren stood silently.

He was deeply in shock, he didn't know that He was such a god.

God looked at him and saw what was in his heart.

He knows what the people in front of him are thinking, far better than himself.

Just as mortals cannot stop the lightning and thunder in the vault of heaven,

Lauren inevitably recalled the legendary epics circulating on the land.
It is often someone who is chosen by a certain god, accepts the mission, and then writes epic poems
God entrusts man with a mission, and he writes it into ballads and verses
But among the thousands of epics, isn't there a place for the world? !
"But what else is more worthy of praise than the words 'I do'?!"

God said so.

The voice fell to his ears, and Lauren trembled all over.

Wang looked up at the source of the light.
Man's willingness is to go from near to far, to strive hard on the ground to climb to the sky, it sometimes contains ignorance, but it is so fearless, it often takes all the strength of the whole body, and encounters all kinds of dangers and obstacles.

Abandon your fears and fears, even your mortal body, when you are about to give up your life, when you are about to die, when you are desperate,

do you still have enough strength
He raised his arms and shouted, "I do!"

Lauren looked at the light, he slowly took off the crown on his forehead, placed it in his hand, and looked at the sky with human eyes.

he understands,

People have their own value and people have their own meaning.

Thousands of epic poems are better than a sentence "I do"

The revelation of the Lord is not cold or indifferent,

Mass is not another kind of sacrifice.
But you have to realize it yourself, and you have to be willing!

Lauren was stunned.

He is God,
But it emphasizes the meaning of people.

Under the hillside, Blessed Luke came here.

Luke looked up at the miraculous light, dazed.

Not so long ago, he was mourning in despair, and now he saw the light of God.

The young priest looked at Lauren, who was standing in the light of God, with a long shadow, and he was motionless.

Luke saw from the old saying "fate" that this person once questioned the gods fiercely, and now he was shaken and comforted by the words of the gods.

"Gospel."

Luke groaned from his throat.

"This man brought the gospel of the Lord!"

The Blessed One pointed at Lauren and was very touched.

The dark clouds completely dissipated, and the miraculous light slowly passed away until it disappeared in front of everyone's eyes.

Whether it was the Camilleans or the Leydon people present, they were all shocked by the sight in front of them, and they will never forget it forever.

Luke no longer felt dizzy, as if the high fever had left him without knowing it, and he lifted his feet and walked slowly up the hill.

Lauren couldn't recover for a long time, and murmured softly:
"Man has a human worth, and this is what a man is worth to the Lord."

Luke heard these words, and he saw the direction of the story from the old saying "fate".

The young priest walked unhurriedly until he reached Lauren.

Lauren turned his head and looked at the man.

"Death to your old faith, the fear of God,"

The man narrated the words that will be passed down through the ages in the future,
"Because you gave birth to true faith from your questioning voice."

Tears flowed from Lauren's eyes, and he was covered with the rain from before, and the tears and rain intertwined and dripped on the miserable and shining crown.

Countless thoughts flashed through his mind, but they were all stuck in his throat.
Lauren's clenched fist loosened,
Conclude in one sentence:
"I am willing to listen to such a belief."

On an unnamed stone tablet in later generations, the epic of man and god was recorded in words and murals.

The Camilleans, who believed in true religion, laughed at and hated the king.

Questioned by the king, the Lord appeared after the storm.

The Camilleans begged God to punish the king, and begged the Lord to save them from their misery.

They don't understand God's meaning, let alone why they live.

When the Camilleans heard the king's questioning at the coronation, they hated the Ledonites, who were still heretics.

however,
What the Lord wants to see has always been:
"All of these worldly affairs are left to the world's own will."

(End of this chapter)