13 Mink Street

Rasma raised her hand and wanted to snap her fingers.

As soon as he snapped his fingers, everything around him would come to a standstill, but after hesitating, he still didn't do it. Instead, he stood up and shouted to Mason:

"Hey, Mason, I passed by your house earlier and I thought I heard Mary looking for you. Is there any business coming?"

"Really?" Mason was stunned for a moment, then prepared to push his father's wheelchair back.

"The weather is so good today. We should take more fresh air and walk more. Let me take a walk with our Mr. Dees. By the way, I will convey the gospel from the Lord to him. I hope he can recover as soon as possible and wake up."

Mason trusts Father Rasma, and they have gotten along very well in the past. He often goes to church to have a drink with him, but for some reason, he refuses every time he invites him to his home. , even if I pass by the door of my house, I never step into the courtyard gate.

"Excuse me, Father Rasma, I will go back first and then come to pick up my father."

"There's no rush, just walk slowly."

After Mason left, Rasma walked behind Dis, holding the wheelchair with both hands, and slowly pushed Dis to walk along the river.

"Dis, I am very familiar with everyone in your family, and I can probably understand your obsession with family, and what kind of feeling you like and enjoy.

I can understand you, even though I'm not really keen on it myself.

All this time, I have never thought about getting married or starting a family. It's not that I have any negative feelings about 'family' because of my mother... In fact, although my childhood was far from happy, When I get older, it's always sweet to recall the past.

My mother would always scold me first, "I don't know whose bitch", and then throw the coins she earned from bed to buy cigarettes after losing at the card table to buy cigarettes. You bitch went to buy some candy.

In the middle of the night, she got addicted to smoking, and when she ran out of cigarettes, she would scold me very irritably.

As for me, I just smiled and licked the candy wrapper while laughing.

She died early, got sick, was in poor health, and had no money for treatment. Her health became worse and worse, there were fewer and fewer customers, and she had less and less money. It was a vicious cycle.

Before she died, she touched my head and said that I had a good life. She didn't know who my father was, but she could at least be sure that I came out of her belly.

She said she was not sorry to me because she was not ready to be a mother at all. She was forced, helpless and confused.

She also said that she originally wanted to be like her sisters who accidentally got pregnant but did not abort the child, so she found a place to throw it away, or simply found a ditch to drown it.

She said she threw me away but picked me up again; she drowned me but turned me over and took a bath.

She spoke a lot before she died, and her voice became softer and softer. When she lost her voice completely, I knew that my 'home' was gone.

I just remember the last words she said were: You bitch, live a good life.

Fortunately, I was discovered by a priest, who took me with him, and I joined the religion. In the end, I made the religion my home.

Dis, I am not saying that you are not loyal to the Religion, but for me, the Religion is everything to me.

I compare the religion to my mother,

It really has too many similar qualities to my mother, haha. "

Dis still had his eyes closed and did not respond to Rasma's nagging.

The last time Dis reacted and his fingers were about to lift slightly, it was when Karen and Auggie approached Rodga City, forcing Rasma to take action to solve the assassin problem; the last time, it was when Karen entered the contaminated cave.

"It stands to reason that we are both older. But in fact, considering the extended lifespan that can be extended by condensing the fragments of the divine personality and becoming the elders of the temple, you and I are actually still equivalent to young men in our early twenties.

Inexplicably, we are very young again, but this youthfulness does not seem to mean much, because we can no longer be lively.

I can no longer be angry with you like I used to be. I couldn't sleep for days and nights, looking in the mirror and cheering myself up over and over again with a pair of scary red eyes.

Oh, you probably don’t know this, and even if you did, you wouldn’t care. After all, you must have been used to it by then.

You are used to being the brightest light in a crowd, so how could you really notice that someone is looking at you with a look that is so unbalanced and jealous that it almost drives you crazy?

Sorry, I've talked too much nonsense today, so let's talk more seriously.

I think I'm almost there. The fragments of the godhead will feel very difficult before they are condensed. After they start to condense, they will feel... well, that seems to be the case.

I have made a very steady progress in this process. After all, it is incomparable to a 'genius' among 'geniuses' like you. Speaking of cohesion, it means cohesion.

I can only use clumsy methods, holding a paintbrush and slowly painting stroke by stroke, just like building a house, starting from laying the foundation, and when it is built, it will be completed. "

Over the endless years, countless geniuses have been unable to condense the fragments of their godhead throughout their lives, and have no chance to be associated with the temple. To them, the fragments of their godhead are more like favors and gifts from God.

Rasma compared the process of condensing the fragments of the godhead to building a house, and compared this "god-given" miracle to the construction period, which also reflects Rasma's horror.

A sage from Principle Theology once said: What does a true genius look like? They are willing to spend time and energy to do something, and then it can be done.

"Dis, I'm curious, do you really know your grandson?

Well, maybe for you, your love for your grandson can allow you to ignore the gains and losses, safety and stability of the divine religion, but I can't do that.

You want to protect your home, and I want to protect mine.

Just keep waiting,

Once the fragments of my godhead are successfully condensed, I will take action.

I want to leave here, I want to find your grandson, I want to peel off his skin, pull out his soul, and take a closer look to see what he is.

I really want to know what kind of price you paid for that super-standard divine descending ceremony that happened in the city next to Luojia City, and at the same time, what kind of horror did you cause?

When that day really comes, the only thing that can help you break the situation is that one method. "

Rasma bent down, placed her head beside Dis, and continued:

"Put down your pride, throw away your arrogance, surrender to the temple, and admit your mistake.

so,

Maybe there are still some opportunities to protect your grandson.

What if he went astray and was a remnant of the light?

What if he is the descendant of some dirty and despicable evil god?

You know, our God of Order is very big. For your sake, it’s not like the God’s religion can’t accommodate him. "

Dis still didn't react at all, as if he really fell asleep, ignoring all of Rasma's words.

"hehe."

Rasma smiled and said,

Let out a sigh:

"You protected him, but, Dis, how long can you continue to protect him?"

Rasma stopped and turned the wheelchair so that she and Dis could face the flowing river ahead.

The warm afternoon wind blew, blowing Rasma's sleeves and also blowing the white hair on Dis' temples.

I stood like this for a long time,

Rasma said: "The difference between you and me is that I once sat on that supreme position. Do you know how I felt sitting in that position?

In that position, I finally realized my own insignificance.

No matter how powerful an individual's power is, sometimes it is difficult to truly change the situation.

The temple will be forbearing for the sake of the overall situation, but the temple is a temple of order after all, and believers of order still have some courage. Your problem will definitely be solved when the time comes, and it will not be postponed indefinitely.

I can tell you directly that on the day I condense the fragments of my godhead, no less than ten temple elders will come here at the same time. We will cooperate internally and externally to suppress you.

For the sake of your grandchildren and your family, you will not start early;

But the ending waiting for you won’t be too beautiful;

So, please consider what I just said and my suggestions in the coming time.

After all,

I am human,

You are human too,

We are all human,

well,

Not God after all. "

…

"God, save me, meow!"

Pu'er wailed while reviewing Xiao Kangna's homework.

No matter how dignified and dignified the lady is, she can easily break her guard when tutoring her children in their homework.

Kevin was lying next to him, watching this scene with his eyes open and a smile on his face.

Outside, Karen was talking to Neo. Hearing the "violent mood" inside, Karen could only shake her head helplessly.

In his opinion, Xiao Kangna's academic progress has been very good, mainly because Pu'er's requirements are too high.

Neo threw away the pen in his hand, yawned, and said: "Okay, you really don't have to ask me specifically about war strategy. This is a game of politics, economy, culture, and belief. In fact, these aspects are now You know better than me.

Even if Da'an will ask you something, he will only ask about general aspects, and he will definitely not be stupid enough to ask you about specific training, running-in, and commanding battles. "

"Talk more and feel more at ease." Karen smiled, "After all, this meeting directly determines my position as commander of the main army group."

"This position has been yours for a long time, otherwise it wouldn't have been revealed. It was just a formality."

"It still needs to be taken seriously. Sometimes the easiest place to go wrong is the cutscene. Now it seems that it is easiest to compete for the position of group leader with the whip holder. You can just hand in the paper by shouting 'I have no idea' ”

"I believe that the whip holder is trying to praise you and call you a bastard at the same time. What do you think?"

"He would be angry, probably angry at being lied to and being manipulated," Cullen said.

"If it were me, I would be very uncomfortable." Neo clicked and lit the cigarette, "Maybe I will find an opportunity to bury you in the future."

"It's not that the whip holder refers to Foden, but at the same time, the person sitting in this position will also be affected by this position. No matter how uncomfortable he feels about me now, he must still make a strong support. My gesture, this is the responsibility he must bear as the boss of the Whip of Order system."

"If you ask me, let's just change the system. This time is a good opportunity. Switch to the Knights. There are fewer things to do and the power... is actually greater. The Mad Pope relies on his seniority and support in the Temple of Light. In the end, he took the position of pope step by step."

Karen shook his head: "I have no idea."

"You should be able to understand what I mean. The army is the foundation of everything."

"I know, to a certain extent, I agree with what you said. But... the Light Cult did not perish because it was not strong enough. It had internal problems, which eventually led to its collapse.

The Whip of Order is responsible for finding and solving problems. I think this is where I should stay. "

At this time, Dana came outside and reported:

"Legion Commander, we can set off."

"OK."

Karen stood up and walked inside first to rescue little Kangna from the high pressure.

Then he held little Kangna's hand and teleported with Dana through the newly established new logistics supply base.

After two transfers, Karen arrived at the logistics base closest to the Daan Knights.

Little Kangna transformed into a bone dragon and flew Karen and Dinah to the Knights' camp. In order to prevent accidents, there were a team of falcon knights on each side of the bone dragon to escort them.

During the flight, little Kangna was a little listless.

Dana asked with some concern: "She is still young, is there too much pressure on her?"

Karen did not respond. Since he is not responsible for specific education work, he should not give any guidance.

Dana stroked the white bones under her feet and said, "Kanna, you are already much better than Auggie."

After all, Dana has seen little Kangna's desk. Can you imagine that a young dragon is already learning formations and law? It also takes into account music and history.

Hearing this compliment, Xiao Kangna's spirit suddenly recovered a lot.

Dinah looked at Karen and said, "Legion Commander, Uncle Da'an has a very upright character. He likes straightforward conversations."

"Yeah." Karen responded, "Okay, I understand."

Little Kangna landed in front of the military camp, and Karen and others walked into the depths of the military camp. Judging from the map, the Knights' camp was like a dagger, piercing deeply into the heart of the enemy. The reason why they stopped now is not to continue. The attack was purely out of fear of being too aggressive and causing the group to be too disconnected from its friendly forces.

After checking their identities all the way, they arrived at Da'an's handsome tent. As usual, Karen was arranged to wait in the tent next door. However, as soon as he entered, the adjutant informed Da'an that he would meet him in advance.

Karen was not flattered by this. From the moment he entered the military camp, he believed that Da'an had received the report, and Da'an must have ordered to postpone other meetings and work at that time and give priority to seeing him.

It's just that the adjutant specially arranged this trouble in order to make Da'an attach great importance to his subordinates. Da'an himself may not know it at all.

Karen walked into the commander's tent, and Da'an was sitting inside, wearing armor, reviewing documents.

"Greetings, my lord!"

Karen saluted Daan.

"Uncle, I miss you!"

Dinah called out very affectionately, then ran up to Da'an, hugged Da'an's neck and acted coquettishly. Da'an had a kind smile on his face, and the originally slightly depressing and serious atmosphere in the handsome tent was suddenly diluted.

It can be said that this interview, thanks to Dinah's coquettishness, has actually been considered a success. A superior person will not change his mood easily. His attitude towards Dinah is actually the same as his attitude toward Karen. manner.

However, maybe like the adjutant, there was a "polishing" link in the original setting, but now it has been skipped.

"You, you."

Daan reached out and scratched Dana's nose, then looked at Karen.

Today, Karen is wearing the divine robe given to him by the whip bearer. He was originally very handsome, but after being baptized by the atmosphere of the military camp during this period, he became less feminine and more resolute.

"You are indeed good-looking. No wonder your arms are pulled out."

Dana immediately blushed with embarrassment and subconsciously grabbed Da'an's arm with both hands, meaning that she must not tell anyone about the "granted marriage".

She will go back with Karen later and continue to be Karen's subordinate, but don't make it too embarrassing. After being embarrassed, Karen doesn't mean that to her, and won't touch or make ambiguous words to herself, then she will More embarrassing.

Daan said: "I am very satisfied with your recent command performance."

"I'm just following the leadership of the command."

"It ate up the enemy's entire front line and our own losses were very small, which is very good."

"This is the common pursuit of every commander."

"Come to the Knights, I will help you change your relationship. I promise you that I will not bury your talent, let alone delay your future. I will only give you more of what Foden can give you."

Karen made a fist with her right hand and placed it on her chest:

"My lord, I have already held the whip."

"Okay, I understand." Da'an waved his hand, "You go to meet the other person first. After meeting him, you can have dinner with me."

"Yes, sir."

Karen exited the handsome tent.

Dana blinked and asked, "Uncle, are you not angry anymore?"

"Why are you angry? It's just expected, but you, why do you care so much about him?"

"I can't help it. He really looks like you, uncle. I think you were as handsome, courageous and capable as he was when you were young. So naturally I feel closer to him. It's all because of you, uncle." For the sake of face.”

"Dina, promise uncle something. Our special status also involves the face of the high priest, so..."

"So what, uncle?"

"So, since the marriage is not successful, don't be a mistress."

Dana: "..."

…

Karen was arranged into another tent. When he first entered, it was empty. After he stood there, a majestic voice sounded:

"You need to answer three questions from me."

Karen deliberately looked around and said: "I think you must be very distinguished, and I should salute you, but if you are answering a question, I hope to see you in person."

"If you can't see me, why don't you answer?"

"I can't answer questions to someone I can't see."

"Will your answer change depending on my identity?"

"When commanding an army, when faced with different enemy situations, different plans will definitely be given."

"hehe."

A figure emerged, wearing a divine robe trimmed with gold, showing supreme dignity.

Karen glanced at the silver ring on his finger, and then saluted respectfully:

"Meet the elders of the temple!"

"First question: What do you think about the temple?"

"It is the temple of my order."

There was silence for a long time.

"it's over?"

"Answer completed."

"This is an opportunity for you."

"Yes, I cherish it very much, I am very excited, and I am also very scared, but I think my answer is enough."

"Second question, who do you think can represent the will of the great God of Order?"

"Symmetra."

"Who am I asking?"

"All believers who have watched "Symmetra", all believers who have a devout belief in order in their hearts."

"Choose one between the temple and the Holy See."

“I think both the Temple and the Holy See have watched Symmetra.”

"You're wasting your opportunity."

"No, I cherish it very much."

"The third question is, who do you think is more qualified to guide the direction of my teaching?"

"According to the teachings of our religion: the high priest is the leader of our religion who is superior to all system departments of our religion and enjoys the highest power position. He is responsible for leading all believers of order forward and commanding us to build a world with complete order rules."

"Yes, but reality is often not as simple and simple as what is written in the doctrine."

Karen said seriously: "As a believer in order, I will unconditionally defend the authority of the high priest."

"The question and answer is over, you can go out."

"Yes, elder."

Karen exited the military tent and touched the silver ring with his fingertips.

At this time, the adjutant who had been waiting outside did not take Karen back to the commander's tent to have dinner with Da'an as promised. Instead, he led Karen outside and came to a very inconspicuous military tent. Motioning for Karen to enter.

In the handsome tent, Da'an reached out and grabbed a black crow that flew in, and opened it. Inside was Karen's previous answers, especially the last answer. He read it several times:

"As a believer in order, I will unconditionally defend the authority of the high priest."

At the same time, Karen walked into the new military tent in front of him. As soon as he entered, the silver ring on his fingertips released a trembling breath into the depths of his soul. Then, a majestic figure wearing a gold-rimmed divine robe appeared. in front of Karen.

Karen knew in her heart: This was a genuine temple elder.

"Meet the elders of the temple."

"I have a question I need to ask you."

"Please ask your questions and I will answer them with all my heart."

"Who do you think can represent the will of the great God of Order?"

"Of course it is the temple, because the temple is a place to serve our Lord, the closest place to our Lord in the world, and the area where the oracle is first conveyed;

Therefore, only the temple can represent the will of our Lord, and only the temple is the most qualified and capable to guide the direction of the advancement and development of our religion! "

"What about the high priest?"

Karen was silent.

"What are you hesitating about?"

"I dare not say."

"Speak your mind."

"I think... the high priest is the steward responsible for serving the temple."