savior epic

Chapter 295 From Charm to Debate (4k [-]-in-[-])

Vinakana took a deep breath.

For some reason, she felt that the pages of the yin book in the personal package were slightly hot.

Especially after she approached the bathroom.

The princess couldn't help thinking of the evil that Jane said, but the slightly hot pages of Yin's book seemed to be an illusion, and it was easily overlooked.

Priscilla narrated her feelings, the charming hostess had put aside the nuns and mothers in their 40s.

"Madam, it's not all my fault that I didn't entertain you well.

As a matter of fact, though both are Radonites, the native speakers of Arwen differ in many ways from those who speak Radon.

Here, we have always pursued concise communication.

We have no distractions, exchange emotions, and have no constraints on each other. "

The hostess put her hand on top of the burning incense, and took it back after a while, with the aroma of burning spices lingering on her fingers.

Her daughter Alice had already bathed, and after the maid changed her clothes, she walked out of the bath and sat beside her mother.

Relying on her divinity, Vinakana saw the relationship between mother and daughter. She only felt that it was really sinful and disgusting, which caused great discomfort from the bottom of her heart.

Priscilla didn't notice, and continued to say with tears in her eyes:

"I lost my husband and my son early on, and I just can't entertain you well.

But if, if in the manner of Mosor, I know some ancient and sacred manners.

According to the usual practice, I should entertain you in that manner. Those are taught to us by one of the ancient gods here: God Bel. "

Vinakana noticed that the light of illusion in Priscilla's eyes was astonishingly strong. Under the appearance of the mistress who was about to cry, there was a longing heart hidden.

The princess settled down, if she has no divinity,
At this moment, she may have been tempted and slept on Priscilla's bed.

"God Bell, that's where my faith lies. Listen to me, He is really lower than the Lord you believe in,"

Priscilla didn't see the expression she wanted on Vinakana's face, and she was a little confused. She mistakenly thought that her pagan beliefs disgusted Vinakana, so she complimented her like this:
"My dead husband was a believer in the Lord. I originally wanted to convert, but after my husband died, I couldn't.
I can only continue to believe in the God Bel that my mother believed in. I admit that His status is lower than the main one.

But because of my mother's face, I really can't change my faith.
Oh, please believe me, beautiful lady. "

Priscilla looked at Vinakana's shining eyes under the candlelight,
She was fascinated by it, and the hostess swore silently to God Bel,

This is definitely the most beautiful and charming woman she has ever seen.

Vinakana took another deep breath.

"Ma'am." The princess said suddenly.

Sitting beside her who had been neglected for a long time straightened her body, she had a premonition of something.

Priscilla looked at Vinakana, she was a little ready to move, why, her illusion finally worked.

The hostess couldn't help but feel happy, she straightened her chest and folded her hands on her thighs.

She waited for the words she wanted.

As long as Vinakana can't resist the temptation, she nods lightly and tenderly,
She can take this blond woman into the bathroom, on the bed, and indulge in the decline of winter and the new life of early spring.

"Ma'am, do you want to convert?"

Vinakana asked blankly:
"I can find a priest to baptize you."

Priscilla was taken aback.

Just listen to Vinakana going on:
"Would you go to church and hear the holy clang of Scripture?

Are you going to visit the holy image of the Lord,
Wash away the glitz on your body with his majesty? "

The hostess was a little numb, she was clearly trying to seduce her,

How could this woman say such a thing at this moment?

"This, this, I mean, I didn't entertain you well, and I have to try my best to make it up."

After finishing speaking, Priscilla raised her beautiful fingers, her eyes were so beautiful.

"Yes, you have to make up for it as much as you can."

Vinakana suddenly spoke loudly, she raised her hand and pointed her index finger to the sky:
"If you really have that heart, are you willing to spread the glory of the Lord in the name of the Lord?

You know, hundreds of years ago, when Blessed Luke preached,

He said: 'Woe to you!Evil and evil!They did not do that which pleased God, but chose to do that which God disliked,
They think they have gained good things, but they don't know that there are mountains of sins in hell that they have to pay for after death! '

Ma'am, do you really want to entertain me?

Is your hospitality to me, a true believer, pleasing to God?
If not, how can you entertain me, a true believer? "

Priscilla was a little out of breath from the queen's repeated questioning, and the hostess's thoughts became messy. The lack of hospitality he said was just an excuse to seduce her. Why is this woman so fanatical and pedantic!
Jane on the side said at the right time: "Blessed Luke said so, and he also said: 'The gospel is so close, but they push it away.', Honorable lady, perhaps right now, you have the gospel of the Lord in front of your eyes. "

Even though Jane didn't know Priscilla's situation, she could understand what Vinakana meant by relying on years of getting along.

"Ma'am, you believe in his god Bell, not my lord. Your husband died, but you survived. Do you know why?"

Vinakana asked persuasively.

Of course Priscilla knew how her husband died. When she heard such a question, her expression changed, and she managed to calm down and asked, "Why, why?"

"Because your husband believes in the Lord, and you are a follower of his god Bell, the god of desire, in order to prevent you from converting, he murdered your husband. Look, what an evil god that is."

Vinakana's tone is provocative, with the ardor of a martyr.

"What, what, do you know what you're talking about?!"

Priscilla's face turned blue and pale when she heard Vinakana belittle her god.

But she can't argue
because
Priscilla knew exactly how her husband died, and that must never be made public.

"Then why didn't the Lord you said take care of him?! Take care of my husband?!"

After thinking for a moment, Priscilla raised her voice.

"Because death is not necessarily a punishment, sometimes death is a gift."

With divine eyes, Vinakana understood what was in Priscilla's heart, and she pretended to be frantic and said:
"It's more because God can do it, and God can't do it."

"Death is a gift. How can it be a gift!?"

"Could it be that enjoying the desires of the flesh on earth is a gift in the eyes of the God Bell you believe in!?"

Beside the princess, Jane reprimanded sharply:

"The gift given by the Lord is much greater than the gifts of the gods.

Heaven awaits the good and the righteous in the world after death,
At that time, death was our way to heaven. "

Vinakana was extremely solemn at this time, and she said with a divine face: "Your husband is dead, but his soul has already decided to leave you, a heathen, and go to the heaven of the Lord."

The hostess was furious, and she clenched her skirt with both hands frantically.

The princess in front of her was as calm as a saint.

"Death is a gift? Nonsense! The logic of your true religion doesn't make sense at all! People don't get joy when they die, but they get joy when they satisfy their fleshly desires."

The god she believed in was questioned, Priscilla changed her face, and narrated sternly.

"Everyone fears when they face death, and I do not deny people's fear in the face of death."

Venakana speaks, her words are calm and solemn,

"However, death is still a road leading to the afterlife, and it cannot be denied as a gift because of people's fear. Because the kingdom of heaven is there, waiting for the good and the righteous to lead to eternal life."

Jane went on and added: "What you said, of course there is pleasure in the flesh, it's like poisonous mushrooms in the forest, if you eat them, you will have psychedelic pleasure, but that is exactly the way to destruction the way."

Priscilla frowned, she couldn't stand the two people's rebuttals.

Originally the allure of lust,

It turned into a debate of faith.

Alice looked back and forth between the two sides with a puzzled face, and the child was afraid to speak for a while.

Vinakana glanced at Alice. What happened to the child was really pitiful.

But in the city of Mosor, in the faith of Bel God,
It should not be considered a sad thing.

"Have you ever been to the kingdom of heaven? I'm not saying that the joys of the kingdom of heaven are comparable to the joys of the flesh. I'm just saying an obvious fact: the joys of the flesh are real, and the joys of the kingdom of heaven you speak of only exist in the scriptures." In the narration with the pedantic, can you tell what the joy of the kingdom of heaven is like?"

Priscilla raised her voice, trying to overwhelm Vinakana.

This is a sharp question and a difficult one to answer.

However, Vinakana did not avoid it or change the subject, she was already prepared to deal with this issue.

Although her answer was not perfect, it did not convince herself.

But that was a summary of her theology.

Venakana had shared this idea with Jane, who then explained to her the theological theory of good and evil, from which Vinakana's thinking was enriched.

She looked at Jane, and the nuns understood.

"Before answering this question, madam, let me ask you, what is evil? Is it the opposite of good?" Jane asked.

"Of course evil is relative to good. They are dualities of opposites." Priscilla took out the knowledge gained from believing in the God Bell.

"And what about light and dark? Are those opposites?"

"Of course."

Priscilla provocatively said:
"In the name of God Bel."

"I say from the perspective of true believers that light and darkness are not opposite. In order to tell this, can you please extinguish the candles in the house first?"

Jane asked.

Priscilla thought she was just trying to change the subject, snorted coldly, and said, "Of course, but please don't forget my previous question."

Jane nodded solemnly.

Priscilla ordered the maid to turn off the lights, and the bathroom was plunged into darkness.

At this time, Jane took out the flint from her pocket, went to the extinguished candle first, and stood still.

(End of this chapter)