After waiting outside the Great Prayer Hall for nearly ten minutes, Crane entered inside with the other believers attending the Moon Mass under the guidance of the pastor.
In the dark and quiet atmosphere, they were greeted by neat and ethereal chanting:
The crimson full moon rises, reflecting the earth,
Everyone fell into a sweet dream, dreaming of themselves,
Dreaming of parents, wife and children is forever... (Note 1)
As the holy and rhythmic sound echoed layer by layer, the believers in the Great Prayer Hall couldn't help but calm down, as if they had forgotten the troubles of life and no longer worried about the various difficulties in the real world.
Under the leadership of several pastors, they each found their own positions and sat in front of the altar. Bishop Elektra, who was responsible for this great mass, took the "Revelation of the Night" and began to give a simple sermon.
When this session came to an end, the pastors picked up clear water and bread and distributed it to Klein and others. This was the favor of the night and the food shared by the living and the dead.
Klein, who had not yet enjoyed dinner, naturally did not waste the average bread and the water in the cup. Then he saw candles on the altar lit up. Against the darkness, it was like the stars at night, emitting a reassuring light and heat.
At this time, Bishop Elektra, with all the pastors and everyone in the choir, recited in unison again:
We will look up at the night sky,
Speak His name warmly: ‘Goddess of the Night!’
There is nothing else to say except the 'Goddess of Night'.
I hope the goddess is in the gap between the angel singing
Pick them together with sweet silence,
and in His gentle right hand.
'goddess!’If He heard it, He would agree.
A pure smile will surely be revealed to the deceased:
‘Come on, rest, sleep, my children!(Note 2)
The empty voice penetrated into the ears of every believer with a divine feeling, as if resonating with all the spirits present. As an extraordinary person in Sequence 5, Klein seemed to have the feeling of being washed by the spirit at this moment, and his spirituality flowed out naturally and soothingly.
Then, there seemed to be a quiet darkness before his eyes, a darkness without any sound.
In the darkness, corpses were lying there, pale but peaceful, as if they were not dead, but just sleeping.
Klein walked peacefully in the darkness, suddenly stopped and looked slanted ahead.
There were several people sleeping in the place where the moon flowers bloomed quietly.
They were Dunn Smith, who was not wearing a hat and covered with a windbreaker, old Neil, who was still wearing a black classical robe, and Cohenley, who was not tall and worked hard to save money.
They closed their eyes relaxedly, with a faint smile on their lips, and tombstones were erected around them, each with the same words:
Guardian.
Klein closed his eyes, and then the holy and ethereal voice sounded in his ears:
Cross your hands,
Put it on your chest,
Make that silent prayer,
And shout with your heart:
The only destination is peace!(Note 3)
Klein lowered his head, closed his eyes, raised his hands, crossed it in front of his chest, and repeated silently:
The only destination is peace!
The only destination is peace!
……
Over and over again, until the Great Prayer Hall became extremely quiet, Klein opened his eyes and raised his hand to rub the corners of his eyes on both sides.
He breathed slowly and looked left and right. With the help of the light of the candlestick, he found that most believers were covered in tears without knowing it. Even his personal servant Richardson lost his composure and let the tears fall down without wiping them.
Moon Mass is closer to a ritual. A ritual with extraordinary power participating. Its function should be to resonate with everyone's spirit, allowing different people to see the close-knit deceased in the dark, release their grief, and gain tranquility... Well, this is not a change that only targets the extraordinary, I can rest assured... For ordinary people, this is the momentary hallucination and the catharsis of inner emotions. They will only think that the goddess is great and will not doubt that there is supernatural power... Sequence 5 of the "Night" pathway seems to have a great improvement in the control of the spirit... Klein retracted his gaze and made a judgment in his heart.
Immediately afterwards, he recalled the darkness and the dead lying among the moon flowers.
Closed his eyes, and Klein let his thoughts spread:
Such a dark plain with moon flowers, night herbs, and deep sleep flowers is a kind of presentation of the Goddess Kingdom?
What does the source of danger at night in the ruins of the gods’ war correspond to?
Klein gradually outlined the cold night and the mist that was shrouded in the sea under the eastmost part of the Sunya Sea.
In the mist, there were ancient steeple churches in the dark, and crows hovered above, as if they were offering sacrifices and mourning. There were ordinary houses, simple wooden houses, gray mills and shadows around the church.
Logically speaking, this foggy scene, which is closely related to night and dreams, should be formed by the breath left by the goddess or the destructive demon wolf Fregra, but it has nothing in common with the presentation of the corresponding kingdom of God... Well, mortals cannot peek at the gods. Perhaps the dark plain covered with flowers and grass just now was not a projection of the kingdom of God at all, but a product of the ritual... Seeing that the Moon Mass was coming to an end, Klein extended his palm to the inner pocket of his clothes and took out his wallet.
He held his wallet and got up and entered the aisle, and walked all the way to the altar, and walked diagonally to the offering box in Bishop Elektra's merciful expression.
After typing around his chest clockwise, Klein threw all the big money into it.
Total £300!
At this moment, Klein was not as painful and reluctant as he had been before, and he was in a very calm mood because he remembered the ceremony of Old Neil paying back the debt.
That time, under the protection of the goddess, they picked up a wallet containing more than 300 pounds of cash.
He took a step back and drew a crimson moon again, and he gave up his position to the donors behind him.
At this time, Bishop Elektra took the initiative to greet him, and said while clicking the red moon clockwise:
May the goddess protect you.
May the goddess know that what I want most now is to listen to the teachings.Klein responded with a smile.
Bishop Elektra looked at the exit on the side of the prayer hall and said:
If you don't mind waiting for a quarter of an hour, I can preach to you in the library.
This is exactly what I long for.Klein smiled gently.
Bishop Elektra immediately asked a pastor to lead the master and servant Dawn Dances out of the large prayer hall from the side passage and walk around to the library not far from the hovering stairs.
There are large bookshelf after bookshelves, filled with various scriptures related to the Goddess of the Night, and tables and chairs are arranged on both sides for pastors and bishops to learn and preach to believers.
Twelve minutes later, Bishop Elektra entered the library with a calm smile. He saw Dawn Dances, with white temples and elegant temperament, standing in front of a row of bookshelfs, focusing on a book, which was very scholarly.
What are you looking at?he asked with a smile.
Klein closed the books and said with a self-deprecating smile:
"Revelation of the Night".
To be honest, although I believe in the goddess devoutly, I have been busy with life for many years and have never calmed down to read this holy book seriously.
While speaking, he did not have any abnormalities on the surface, but he felt a little nervous inside, afraid that the goddess would give lightning directly to reward the devout believer Dawn Dontes.
Well, lightning is not in the goddess' realm... Klein comforted himself in his heart.
Bishop Elektra smiled and took over the Revelation of the Night and said:
It's not too late to start now.
He immediately asked Dawn Dance to sit at a table and systematically explained the composition of "Apocalypse of Night" and the key holy words in it.
Richardson, holding his employer's hat and cane, sat a little further away, waiting quietly while listening to the bishop's sermon.
Time passed by minute by minute, and Klein's inspiration suddenly touched, and the scene outside the door naturally appeared in his mind.
This is his intuitive premonition, which comes from the clown, the intuitive premonition that has been strengthened by the gray fog!
Outside the door, an old man in a black robe of a clergy passed by there and walked towards the hovering stairs nearby.
His gray hair is quite dense, but he has not done any combing, and he looks quite messy. His face is thin, and he feels like his skin is directly wrapped in bones. His temperament is quite cold, his skin is extremely pale, and his eyes are rare pure black.
The figure quickly disappeared at the door, and the sound of footsteps gradually increased from a distance.
Interior guardian!
But it wasn't the one I met in the Grand Prayer Hall before... Well, is it his turn today?
Klein looked at Bishop Elektra intently, and looked like he was thinking about the contents of the sacred texts.
He was not surprised that the internal guardian appeared inside the church at this time and passed by the library, because the sealing power behind the Chanis Gate would reach its peak at night and was no longer suitable for living creatures. Therefore, the internal guardians would enter the sunrise and leave the sunset, and now it was just dark.
Remember what day it is today, what day of the week... After that, gradually add corresponding information to understand the rotation rules of the internal guardians, so that they can play the right target at the right time... Klein retracted his thoughts, listened carefully, and stood up and said goodbye after half an hour.
He smiled and said to Bishop Elektra:
I wonder if I will have the honor to listen to your preaching in the future?
No problem.Facing the rich man who had just given 300 pounds, Bishop Elektra couldn't speak any words of rejection, and even nodded happily, "As long as you come to church, as long as I have time."
Klein did not bother with the details, so as not to be suspicious. He sincerely thanked him and left St. Samuel's Church with his personal servant Richardson.
He returned home and it was less than 8 o'clock, just for dinner and spent the rest of the day leisurely.
…………
Late at night, in the master bedroom.
The sleeping Klein suddenly opened his eyes.
His spiritual intuition told him that someone had sneaked into his house!
Note 1: Change from Tennyson, "Lotus Eater"
Note 2: Change from Ibabrowning, "The Cry of the Children"
Note 3: Revised from Thomas Hood, "Bridge of Sighs" and Tennyson, "Lotus Eater"
In the dark and quiet atmosphere, they were greeted by neat and ethereal chanting:
The crimson full moon rises, reflecting the earth,
Everyone fell into a sweet dream, dreaming of themselves,
Dreaming of parents, wife and children is forever... (Note 1)
As the holy and rhythmic sound echoed layer by layer, the believers in the Great Prayer Hall couldn't help but calm down, as if they had forgotten the troubles of life and no longer worried about the various difficulties in the real world.
Under the leadership of several pastors, they each found their own positions and sat in front of the altar. Bishop Elektra, who was responsible for this great mass, took the "Revelation of the Night" and began to give a simple sermon.
When this session came to an end, the pastors picked up clear water and bread and distributed it to Klein and others. This was the favor of the night and the food shared by the living and the dead.
Klein, who had not yet enjoyed dinner, naturally did not waste the average bread and the water in the cup. Then he saw candles on the altar lit up. Against the darkness, it was like the stars at night, emitting a reassuring light and heat.
At this time, Bishop Elektra, with all the pastors and everyone in the choir, recited in unison again:
We will look up at the night sky,
Speak His name warmly: ‘Goddess of the Night!’
There is nothing else to say except the 'Goddess of Night'.
I hope the goddess is in the gap between the angel singing
Pick them together with sweet silence,
and in His gentle right hand.
'goddess!’If He heard it, He would agree.
A pure smile will surely be revealed to the deceased:
‘Come on, rest, sleep, my children!(Note 2)
The empty voice penetrated into the ears of every believer with a divine feeling, as if resonating with all the spirits present. As an extraordinary person in Sequence 5, Klein seemed to have the feeling of being washed by the spirit at this moment, and his spirituality flowed out naturally and soothingly.
Then, there seemed to be a quiet darkness before his eyes, a darkness without any sound.
In the darkness, corpses were lying there, pale but peaceful, as if they were not dead, but just sleeping.
Klein walked peacefully in the darkness, suddenly stopped and looked slanted ahead.
There were several people sleeping in the place where the moon flowers bloomed quietly.
They were Dunn Smith, who was not wearing a hat and covered with a windbreaker, old Neil, who was still wearing a black classical robe, and Cohenley, who was not tall and worked hard to save money.
They closed their eyes relaxedly, with a faint smile on their lips, and tombstones were erected around them, each with the same words:
Guardian.
Klein closed his eyes, and then the holy and ethereal voice sounded in his ears:
Cross your hands,
Put it on your chest,
Make that silent prayer,
And shout with your heart:
The only destination is peace!(Note 3)
Klein lowered his head, closed his eyes, raised his hands, crossed it in front of his chest, and repeated silently:
The only destination is peace!
The only destination is peace!
……
Over and over again, until the Great Prayer Hall became extremely quiet, Klein opened his eyes and raised his hand to rub the corners of his eyes on both sides.
He breathed slowly and looked left and right. With the help of the light of the candlestick, he found that most believers were covered in tears without knowing it. Even his personal servant Richardson lost his composure and let the tears fall down without wiping them.
Moon Mass is closer to a ritual. A ritual with extraordinary power participating. Its function should be to resonate with everyone's spirit, allowing different people to see the close-knit deceased in the dark, release their grief, and gain tranquility... Well, this is not a change that only targets the extraordinary, I can rest assured... For ordinary people, this is the momentary hallucination and the catharsis of inner emotions. They will only think that the goddess is great and will not doubt that there is supernatural power... Sequence 5 of the "Night" pathway seems to have a great improvement in the control of the spirit... Klein retracted his gaze and made a judgment in his heart.
Immediately afterwards, he recalled the darkness and the dead lying among the moon flowers.
Closed his eyes, and Klein let his thoughts spread:
Such a dark plain with moon flowers, night herbs, and deep sleep flowers is a kind of presentation of the Goddess Kingdom?
What does the source of danger at night in the ruins of the gods’ war correspond to?
Klein gradually outlined the cold night and the mist that was shrouded in the sea under the eastmost part of the Sunya Sea.
In the mist, there were ancient steeple churches in the dark, and crows hovered above, as if they were offering sacrifices and mourning. There were ordinary houses, simple wooden houses, gray mills and shadows around the church.
Logically speaking, this foggy scene, which is closely related to night and dreams, should be formed by the breath left by the goddess or the destructive demon wolf Fregra, but it has nothing in common with the presentation of the corresponding kingdom of God... Well, mortals cannot peek at the gods. Perhaps the dark plain covered with flowers and grass just now was not a projection of the kingdom of God at all, but a product of the ritual... Seeing that the Moon Mass was coming to an end, Klein extended his palm to the inner pocket of his clothes and took out his wallet.
He held his wallet and got up and entered the aisle, and walked all the way to the altar, and walked diagonally to the offering box in Bishop Elektra's merciful expression.
After typing around his chest clockwise, Klein threw all the big money into it.
Total £300!
At this moment, Klein was not as painful and reluctant as he had been before, and he was in a very calm mood because he remembered the ceremony of Old Neil paying back the debt.
That time, under the protection of the goddess, they picked up a wallet containing more than 300 pounds of cash.
He took a step back and drew a crimson moon again, and he gave up his position to the donors behind him.
At this time, Bishop Elektra took the initiative to greet him, and said while clicking the red moon clockwise:
May the goddess protect you.
May the goddess know that what I want most now is to listen to the teachings.Klein responded with a smile.
Bishop Elektra looked at the exit on the side of the prayer hall and said:
If you don't mind waiting for a quarter of an hour, I can preach to you in the library.
This is exactly what I long for.Klein smiled gently.
Bishop Elektra immediately asked a pastor to lead the master and servant Dawn Dances out of the large prayer hall from the side passage and walk around to the library not far from the hovering stairs.
There are large bookshelf after bookshelves, filled with various scriptures related to the Goddess of the Night, and tables and chairs are arranged on both sides for pastors and bishops to learn and preach to believers.
Twelve minutes later, Bishop Elektra entered the library with a calm smile. He saw Dawn Dances, with white temples and elegant temperament, standing in front of a row of bookshelfs, focusing on a book, which was very scholarly.
What are you looking at?he asked with a smile.
Klein closed the books and said with a self-deprecating smile:
"Revelation of the Night".
To be honest, although I believe in the goddess devoutly, I have been busy with life for many years and have never calmed down to read this holy book seriously.
While speaking, he did not have any abnormalities on the surface, but he felt a little nervous inside, afraid that the goddess would give lightning directly to reward the devout believer Dawn Dontes.
Well, lightning is not in the goddess' realm... Klein comforted himself in his heart.
Bishop Elektra smiled and took over the Revelation of the Night and said:
It's not too late to start now.
He immediately asked Dawn Dance to sit at a table and systematically explained the composition of "Apocalypse of Night" and the key holy words in it.
Richardson, holding his employer's hat and cane, sat a little further away, waiting quietly while listening to the bishop's sermon.
Time passed by minute by minute, and Klein's inspiration suddenly touched, and the scene outside the door naturally appeared in his mind.
This is his intuitive premonition, which comes from the clown, the intuitive premonition that has been strengthened by the gray fog!
Outside the door, an old man in a black robe of a clergy passed by there and walked towards the hovering stairs nearby.
His gray hair is quite dense, but he has not done any combing, and he looks quite messy. His face is thin, and he feels like his skin is directly wrapped in bones. His temperament is quite cold, his skin is extremely pale, and his eyes are rare pure black.
The figure quickly disappeared at the door, and the sound of footsteps gradually increased from a distance.
Interior guardian!
But it wasn't the one I met in the Grand Prayer Hall before... Well, is it his turn today?
Klein looked at Bishop Elektra intently, and looked like he was thinking about the contents of the sacred texts.
He was not surprised that the internal guardian appeared inside the church at this time and passed by the library, because the sealing power behind the Chanis Gate would reach its peak at night and was no longer suitable for living creatures. Therefore, the internal guardians would enter the sunrise and leave the sunset, and now it was just dark.
Remember what day it is today, what day of the week... After that, gradually add corresponding information to understand the rotation rules of the internal guardians, so that they can play the right target at the right time... Klein retracted his thoughts, listened carefully, and stood up and said goodbye after half an hour.
He smiled and said to Bishop Elektra:
I wonder if I will have the honor to listen to your preaching in the future?
No problem.Facing the rich man who had just given 300 pounds, Bishop Elektra couldn't speak any words of rejection, and even nodded happily, "As long as you come to church, as long as I have time."
Klein did not bother with the details, so as not to be suspicious. He sincerely thanked him and left St. Samuel's Church with his personal servant Richardson.
He returned home and it was less than 8 o'clock, just for dinner and spent the rest of the day leisurely.
…………
Late at night, in the master bedroom.
The sleeping Klein suddenly opened his eyes.
His spiritual intuition told him that someone had sneaked into his house!
Note 1: Change from Tennyson, "Lotus Eater"
Note 2: Change from Ibabrowning, "The Cry of the Children"
Note 3: Revised from Thomas Hood, "Bridge of Sighs" and Tennyson, "Lotus Eater"
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