Pastor's Tantra

Aiwass sprinkled a large amount of black pearl powder as if it were free of charge, while chanting loudly:

"I pray to Eternal God, the God whose holy numbers are one, the God who brings nourishment after death, the God who has been ignorant for a long time!

"——I am as eternal as the moon! Watch over this sun that has not yet risen but has already set!

"I pray that you will reveal the starry sky here four thousand years ago——"

The next moment, the moonlight leaked like mercury into the basement, which had no windows and no light leakage.

This is a place isolated from the gaze of the Eternal Self.

But now, under the call of Aiwass, the power of the path of love squeezed in. The excess power of the path overflowed in the harmonious air, and stars lit up around the twelve runes.

Looking up, you can see the bright moon hanging high in the sky and the stars in the sky.

The dark basement suddenly became like the night sky. The closed stone wall seemed to have become transparent.

Even looking directly at the sky from outside, the stars are not that bright. Perhaps the stars in a small place like Muwan County will be very bright, but the nights on Glass Island are much more prosperous, and the stars in the sky will also become dim because of this.

The dark shadow wrapped Sherlock into a cocoon, while the bright moonlight draped Aiwass's body.

His whole body shone with silver-white light, like the moon walking on the earth.

Aiwass pulled out a mediocre dagger and walked up the steps next to him step by step. Riding on the back of a black bull.

The bull would have been frightened by this, or at least would have stamped its hooves uneasily.

But at this moment, its pupils were filled with dark golden majestic light, as if something was staying there.

Aiwass solemnly chanted: "I am the father of the sun, I am the shadow of the eternal self.

"I am the King of the stars, the end of Mithras and the birth of Mithras. I command the death of the bull."

As he spoke, he cut open the palm of his left hand with a dagger and drew an Aries symbol. The symbol looks like a "V" with slightly curled sides.

Aiwass raised his left hand and let his blood drip on the bull's eyebrow.

The blood was like a blazing fire. After dripping on the bull's head, it ignited into a bloody flame.

"I am the Aries who marches forward bravely, I am the sun that has passed away and passed away again, I am the son of the moon, and I am the brother of the stars!"

Aiwass's second chant: "I execute the death of the bull——"

The ritual that was supposed to be completed by a second person was completed by Aiwass alone.

After he finished speaking, he fiercely pierced the iron tool in his hand into the bull's forehead.

This is not the point where the bull is weak, but rather the hardest part of its body.

The blood-red flames spread along the iron dagger, while golden sparks continued to burst out fiercely. It was as if this was not a dagger piercing the bull's head, but an electric welding.

After the dagger penetrated, the bull let out an earth-shattering moo.

It struggled violently and stamped madly on the spot. But it couldn't rush out no matter what, as if there was an invisible wall stopping it.

"Son of Magala, hold your head high like a young crow!"

Aivas rode on the struggling bull and chanted loudly: "Drink the blood of this bull, thirst for the blood of abundance like the dry earth - this is the blood of the sun!

"The old day is dead and the new day has arrived. I command all the grains to be born!"

As the bull struggled, its blood splattered.

When the steaming blood with golden sparks fell to the ground, clusters of grains and flowers grew at a speed visible to the naked eye.

But at this moment, Aiwass was suddenly startled.

Because at this moment, a strange illusion appeared before his eyes——

It was as if I had only read half of the previous tantra book, and now it had some kind of seal lifted.

——The illusion that had stopped abruptly before suddenly continued at this moment.

I saw the three-legged crow rushing towards me, and the golden sun passed through me.

Aiwass' whole body was on fire.

He subconsciously looked back and saw that the burning golden light on the three-legged crow had completely dissipated.

It is like burnt fuel, and its whole body is as black as charcoal.

The three-legged crow flew into the distance, but the sky did not dim because of this.

Only then did Aiwass suddenly realize——

It turns out that I am the sun!

——The three-legged crow passed the fire of the sun to himself!

That was Xi Tiansi's sacred flame, and at this time, he fit into that ritual and turned into a new sun that killed the old one.

He saw many golden words on the golden bull spreading towards him along the flames and the dagger. The words swim on Aiwass' body like living creatures, shining with golden brilliance.

They wandered around, and then faded inexplicably one by one. In the end, only the Horus text that Aiwass couldn't understand remained.

They remained on Aiwass's chest, forming a sun-like ring. Then it gradually dissipated again. But it left a vague trace.

Aiwass didn't have time to investigate what changes had taken place in his body. He only felt that the wound on the palm of his left hand suddenly healed.

At this time, the sun outside has already risen.

The bull dies at sunrise—it dies standing up. The places where the words were written broke apart, as if they were not words but trauma.

The deep knife wounds in the shape of letters were bleeding profusely, and the blood dripped onto the black cocoon shell and seeped in bit by bit.

Aiwass quickly completed the last part of the ceremony:

"The bull is dead, the contract is made—turn the heavens around, new Mithras!"

As the black cocoon shell slowly shattered, many stars in the ceremony venue began to rotate slowly and synchronously.

When the cocoon shell was completely broken, the celestial phenomena had already changed.

The position of the sun has officially moved from Taurus to Aries. The bull died and Mithras was born - the reborn Aries sun god.

Then, the stars gradually dimmed.

Aiwass climbed off the bull, turned slightly and then bowed. As the simplest dance, I would like to bid farewell to the eternal self who loves dance as a way of worship.

The moonlight passed bit by bit, like a lunar eclipse. When the moonlight was completely swallowed up by the shadows, Aiwass breathed a sigh of relief.

He pushed down the motionless and erect body of the bull, and reached out to pull Shylock out of the pit.

Looking at Sherlock who completed the ceremony and immediately wanted to get his clothes back, Aiwass couldn't help laughing.

——It was pretty much what he expected.

"...What's wrong, looking at me like this?"

Sherlock looked at Aiwass suspiciously.

He originally wanted to look in the mirror...but he realized something was wrong as soon as he opened his mouth.

Sherlock's voice became childish, as if his voice had not yet changed.

He was suddenly startled and lowered his head to confirm. I found that my hands had shrunk in size by more than one circle.

"A thirteen-year-old boy, this is the newborn sun. Going back to the age you were when you first entered middle school... can be regarded as a rejuvenation."

Aiwass said with a smile: "Aren't you happy about such a good thing?"

"……really?"

Sherlock quickly calmed down.

He clenched his fists and replied: "I feel that my physical strength has not declined - that's why I didn't find out at the first time."

"Yes, this is just a change in appearance."

Seeing that Sherlock was not fooled, Aiwass clicked his tongue.

He then explained: "You are currently a new member, so your appearance will change back to a boy, which symbolizes vitality and courage.

"When you gain wisdom and become a Mithraic worshiper, you will return to the youth of more than 20 years old before. This is the fourth energy level; and if you gain the recognition of devotion, you will become a Mithraic worshiper. Messenger of Thra, if you get older and become a thirty-year-old man, this is the fifth energy level; and if you are lucky enough to obtain authoritative characteristics, you will become the father of Mithras in his forties. Becoming a middle-aged person...this will reach the sixth level."

……Um?

Sherlock was stunned for a moment.

He vaguely felt from Aiwass's tone that this road didn't seem to end yet.

But the sixth energy level is currently an elusive realm. The only person who can reach the sixth level is the Eternal Pope.

But……

According to what Aiwass said before, "Mithraism" has five powers: balance, wisdom, strength, dedication, and adaptability. If one's teenage form represents balance or adaptation, then it can be logically deduced that there should be an older form to correspond to the other one.

And the sun is something that has passed away and will pass away again, and has been born and will be reborn. Sherlock vaguely feels that it is reasonable to turn back after old age...

…But how is that possible?

How could there be a path above the sixth level...

Sherlock was a little confused, but he just kept it in mind.

Looking at the much bigger clothes on the ground, the young Sherlock pondered for a while, wondering whether he wanted to ask Aiwass to help him get some young people's clothes, but finally gave up.

He put back on his baggy clothes and decided to help Aiwass clean up the ceremony place first.

At least it can't be difficult for the bishop who lent them the venue.

"fox."

"Um?"

"Before setting off tomorrow, help me buy some new clothes. I'm sorry to bother you."

Sherlock made a childish but calm voice: "I'm not suitable for going out like this."

"no problem."

Aiwass said with a smile: "I will buy you some cute clothes."

"...Don't do anything unnecessary, fox. Just plain clothes. We're going to the country--preferably clothes that are easy to move around in."

Sherlock couldn't hold himself any longer and quickly added.

"OK."

Aiwass replied casually.

He was just joking.

After all, it was too dark here, and he actually couldn't see clearly what Sherlock looked like as a boy. Aiwass just wanted to be mean-mouthed out of habit - after all, he had just done Sherlock a big favor, and he couldn't get angry even if he was mean-spirited at this time.

Then this bitch must commit the crime!

"That's right, stinky fox."

"What?"

"Thanks."

Sherlock said softly without looking back: "I mean, the headache doesn't hurt anymore...so, thank you."

The corners of Aiwass' lips raised slightly: "It's okay, guys - so you really don't need cute clothes? I think Ligeia is definitely interested."

"Forget it, I take back what I just said."

"You're kidding, bro."

"It's better not to open it. It won't take long for me to advance and return to my original appearance, so don't tell them about it... Why do you want to be such a monster if you are so quiet?"

"I was wondering if Isabel had a camera."

"Don't tell your Highness and Master Yanis about this!"

The two of them spent the early morning painting the wall of the cellar of St. Guinevere's Chapel, and they didn't know how long it would take.

update completed!

I'm going to take the high-speed train tomorrow and it's going to be a bumpy day. I might have to ask for leave. Let me know in advance!

I will try to write something tonight and save it. If I can write it, I will update it normally tomorrow. If I can’t write it, I will send a leave request tomorrow morning~