It feels good to lie for a while, and the crematorium is where you can lie!
Why did I tell such a lie then!
Why did I just recommend it to the Natural Gods?
He looked carefully at the old man's clothes. He had a dark brown robe, an oak staff, a strong figure, and a kind demeanor. No matter how you looked at it, he looked like a servant of the God of Nature. The villagers also called him Elder...
That's the leader of the cult!
He ran into the hands of the big boss!
What should I do? Will it be regarded as blasphemy? Will I be burned to death? Or not burned, but directly killed by a bear, wild boar, leopard or something, and buried under an oak tree?
Grete opened his mouth, trying to defend himself, but couldn't say a word. The old man still looked at him with a smile, like an old bear lying in the distance observing the hive. At first glance, it seemed completely harmless.
Appearance - just seems.
Grete's back was covered in cold sweat. He ran away, defended, denied - countless thoughts were running through his mind, and finally he gritted his teeth and simply told the truth:
"I was bragging..."
He recounted the situation exactly as it was. Uncle Karen was seriously injured. He miraculously understood the healing technique. In order not to worry his colleagues, he pretended to be inspired by the gods...
"At that time... I just felt that the God of Nature was relatively noble, and the cult was easy to talk to..."
The old man's eyes opened wider and wider. He looked at Gretel as if he was looking at something incredible - he probably didn't expect someone to have such an open mind. As he looked at it, he suddenly raised his head and laughed loudly.
laugh.
Hey - is it so funny? My little tongue saw it!
Gretel moved his steps uneasily. What's worse, it seems that although the elder is in a better mood and may not pursue him to death, it seems that it will become a dark history...
The old man was still looking down at him, smiling like a big bear that had eaten enough honey and heard that the bees were willing to provide it regularly. The sun shone from behind him, casting a huge shadow on Gretel. Compared with the bear next to him,
The shadow of an oak tree is no less impressive.
Gretel quietly took a step back, then took another step back. There was a click, and an acorn cracked under his heel...
"A few days ago, I heard that there was such a mage boy who actually claimed to have received divine enlightenment." The old man suddenly spoke. Grete was heartbroken and listened to him slowly say:
"The way of spreading the news is a bit strange, as if it was deliberately meant to be heard by me, but it didn't want me to know who sent it. After asking about it for a few days, I wanted to come to the Mage Tower to ask Gehrman."
They should go directly to Master Gehrman... Well, the elders of the local school group of the Church of Nature are indeed qualified to go directly to the host of the Mage Tower. Gretel shivered and asked in a low voice:
"That……"
There was a push on the shoulder, interrupting the conversation. The old man stared at Gretel's eyes, as if he wanted to see into his heart, and spoke in a deep voice:
"I saw you on the road. I saw that you were willing to help the injured poor, doing your best, and not being greedy for fame and fortune afterwards. Such a character is in line with the teachings of our God. So, I want to ask you -
Are you willing to learn the teachings of the God of Nature and understand His grace?"
this……
Gretel was stunned. He stared at the white-haired old man across from him with wide eyes, and could hardly believe his ears. Such a good thing? Instead of beating him or scolding him, or putting him on the firewood pile to be burned, he was going to
Absorbed into the cult?
What about faith, what about reverence for God?
It can't be fake, right?
He replied subconsciously: "I don't know your identity yet..."
"Oh, haha, I forgot to introduce myself." The old man raised his head and smiled. The oak staff hit the dirt floor, and Grete's eyelids twitched, as if he saw a piece of grass secretly growing next to him——
"I am Erwin Wilkinson, the elder of the local Order of the God of Nature. You can call me Erwin. What do you think, young man, are you willing to learn from me?"
"But - but, why?"
"Because you are a good healer. You are capable and willing to help the poor." Elder Erwin replied seriously: "Your actions are consistent with the purpose of the order. From this point of view, you are naturally our partner."
The old man spoke slowly, with a sincere look on his face, and it seemed that every word was spoken from the bottom of his heart. Gretel was still a little worried and couldn't help but inquire further:
"But what about faith?"
"Belief--"
Elder Erwin couldn't help but smile. He murmured these two extremely serious and heavy words, and looked at Gretel up and down. The more he looked, the more satisfied he became. After thinking for a while, he turned around and walked out a few steps, greeting Gretel:
"Come."
Gretel quickly followed. Elder Erwin walked all the way up the hillside, looking at the smoke from the village not far away, and suddenly asked Gretel:
"What do you believe in?"
"..."
"What is the power that allows you to gather your will and activate healing techniques?"
Gretel was silent for a moment. He stood next to Elder Erwin, also looking at the children running around in the village, looking at the old man who was hunched over at work, looking at the human fireworks at his feet, and whispered:
"Health depends on life, life depends on it——"
"What?"
"Those who taught us medicine told us." Gretel slowly recounted. In this distant alien world, when all the teachers and colleagues were far away from the plane, he recited the teachings and oaths made back then.
It particularly made him feel excited:
"They said that our mission is to save the lives of patients and take care of their health. Patients entrust their lives to us, and their health depends on us, so we must not let down this mission no matter what..."
These teachings and oaths were too solemn and solemn. Elder Erwin chewed them carefully and couldn't help but feel slightly lost in thought. He was silent for a long time:
What kind of group of people would make such an oath and teach disciples with such a purpose?
After a long time, he came back to his senses and spoke softly:
"Then, will you claim that you have received divine inspiration from my God and convey His oracle?"
Delivering an oracle?! Grete shuddered. A picture appeared in his mind like lightning: jumping around like a dancing god, falling to the ground and twitching, with his mouth and eyes crooked, and then he jumped up and declared that he was some kind of heavenly father.
Brother Tian got up and started talking in a strange tone...
Absolutely not! Gretel shook his head:
"I won't! I absolutely won't!"
Elder Erwin laughed. Although he didn't know what Gretel was thinking, this explosive reaction was not only determined, but also a little cute. He smiled and stretched out his hand to pat Gretel calmly, and said sternly
:
"Your beliefs and principles do not conflict with those of the sect. So, are you willing to understand the teachings and blessings of the God of Nature? If you find it acceptable, join us and let us learn your treatment methods?