The Righteous Player(s) - Chapter 1226

[Chapter 251 Gentle God]

Standing beside this stove and chatting, after all, seems outrageous.

The gray carpenter took Annan and his party to the top floor again.

As he walked, he explained softly: “The ‘Trisino’ who was defeated by you before will disappear like a bubble, not because he died in some strange place… but in Trisino’s After being disintegrated by you, he returned to me.

“So, in fact, even if I ignore the issue of being affected by the element of ash… I can still rush over after a while in the evening after I get all his memories.”

The gray carpenter replied, “That’s why I know his students, how he gets along with them, and the name of the teacher inside the gray tower…”

He said and took Annan to the top floor.

As soon as you come out of the elevator, you can see the ground that has been blown up.

As the graysmith reached out and tapped the wall lightly.

The gray fine lines are like countless broken hexagonal honeycombs, spreading out from the position where he struck, covering the entire hollow ground that was blown up in the blink of an eye.

Then, these gray parts were filled with color in an instant, or in other words, it was like the texture pack was suddenly “refreshed” when a very laggy machine was loading the game.

That’s no ordinary “create ground” fill.

And it seems that the ground here has never been blown up, and it has recovered to the same extent as before.

The Graysmith calmly walked past the newly created ground and walked to the place where Nieuxel was bound before.

He packed up and found a book.

The gray carpenter breathed a sigh of relief: “Fortunately, it’s not damaged.”

Afterwards, the club handed the book to Annan: “I think you should need it.”

Annan took the book and asked softly, “This is…”

“Knowledge about transplanting holy bones.”

As the gray carpenter spoke, he carefully picked up the pages scattered on the ground, sorted them, and put them back on the bookshelf next to them.

He also explained: “If you want to lock the body with a book page] to lock the saint for so long, ordinary knowledge will not work at all.

“The books here are all handwritten by Trisino himself. Strictly speaking, it is a part of the knowledge that he will take away from me, and they are all written into books…”

Gray Craftsman said, and glanced at Nieusser with a smile: “Maybe you will be a blessing in disguise.

“Through this method, you can directly obtain these mysterious knowledge that is difficult to learn. Although the process may be a little painful, after you digest all the mysterious knowledge forced into your brain, you will probably be able to become the same as your little girlfriend. A powerful ritualist.”

Hearing this, Nefertari’s cheeks turned slightly red and he turned his eyes away… but he did not deny it at all.

“However,” Graysmith said, his expression turning serious, “even though Trissino and I are two people, I still want to apologize for the hurt he caused you.”

“Speaking of this,” Annan was a little puzzled. “Actually, I am a little bit puzzled. Why do you want to separate hatred?”

He still had half a sentence to hide, but Annan felt that the gray carpenter should be able to understand.

That is……

Why is the hatred on the gray carpenter so intense and extreme?

According to what Annan and the others knew about Graysmith, this melancholy and gentle boy was indeed a real good god.

While his apostles are often called upon to assassinate people… Graysmith and his followers have been working to help those who have fallen into despair for a variety of reasons.

A considerable number of those saved by the Greysmiths’ believers were villains and idiots.

They were either hunted to the limit, ready to jump off the wall to attack innocent people or commit suicide in fear of crime; or they were deceived because of greed and other reasons and lost all their belongings.

For these people, the Church of Greysmiths may not be so friendly because they will use magic to directly drain their own desperate memories.

Their salvation of the despairing is neither good nor evil,

But after the rescue, they will choose different disposal methods according to the characteristics of the target.

Give new life to the good, hand over the wicked to the law, and let the foolish take responsibility for their actions.

The philosophy of Greysmiths Church is that “one should not take extreme actions out of desperation”.

Or, “Despair is not a reason for them to deprive themselves or others of their lives.”

The idea is respectable, but not everyone likes it.

It’s true that many people think that the Greysmiths are a bit of a nosy in preventing others from committing suicide…but they don’t actually prevent everyone from committing suicide.

They only stop “impulsive suicide” or “impulsive killing.”

In order not to let the “jujube cake memories” in a moment produce more “jujube cake memories”, so as to break the cycle of despair…

If a person clearly considers all the possibilities and deals with what is behind him, he can persuade the believers who come to him while remaining sane.

Then the believer will not continue to prevent him from marching towards death by his own intellect.

These priests work as hard as the staff of suicide intervention hotlines.

Not only is it often misunderstood by others, assuming other people’s unreasonable and even offensive words, but also the confession itself is a kind of spiritual attack. While the priests are listening, it is also the process in which their minds are gradually polluted by the negative energy of the confidant.

After all, they are also mortals, but they are stronger than ordinary people, and the speed of self-purification is faster.

A God who has such gentle believers…why is there such a strong hatred?

“Part of it was the bloody wars. Then the wizarding wars.”

The gray carpenter said warmly: “The two successive wars have filled the world with despair. War, death, famine, betrayal, massacre, screams, fear…

“Such strong despair is a curse in itself. The children in my family are all mortals, how can they bear such a curse?

“So, I will step over them, use my power to set up a great barrier, and absorb all the despair and hatred of the whole world into myself. Since the end of the bloody battle, I have been doing this… It’s been ten years since the end of the Wizarding War.

“This is also the reason why people can resume construction so quickly after two consecutive world-scale wars…”

Saying that, Gray Craftsman smiled helplessly: “But I still overestimated myself. Bearing the resentment, hatred, and despair of the entire world for more than a hundred years still made me gradually lose control.

“But in the end, what really got me out of control… was at the end of the Wizarding War, more than a hundred years ago.”

Graysmith said softly: “At that time, there was a young man… who was very talented. After the baptism of the wizarding war, he realized the evil of war and the great evil hidden in people’s hearts. He wanted to get justice. Heart, become the new saint of justice… and use this as a springboard to become the god of justice. UU Reading www.sonicmtl.com

“But he failed.

“Watching him fall in the sky with flames burning all over his body… At that moment, I thought of Sisyphus. I thought of the Heavenly Chariot Master again.”

The gray carpenter said softly: “She is regarded as my mother by me. When I was a child, I was brought up by the hand of the heavenly chariot.

“I can’t forget the image of her gone forever and Sisyphus falling from the sky. Maybe I’ll never forget… maybe I shouldn’t either.

“It was at that moment that I felt a strong sense of boredom with this world. I developed an extremely strong hatred for ‘destiny’ itself. In order not to let myself fall and to continue to bear the evil thoughts of this world, I can only carry out Self-cutting, isolating and banishing this part of my hatred that I can’t bear for now.

“Because as long as he dies, he will return to me. So no matter how much he messes up, everyone just turns a blind eye… and I am moved with compassion.

“I think, after all, this is a life that has been freed from me and gained free will. This is probably what my mother…or my father thinks. When I look at him, I think of me at that time. I watched him grow day by day with my own eyes. , from a teenager to a young man, a young man to a mature man, his ability also becomes stronger day by day, and finally he buries himself in the nicks of time.

“At that moment, I realized very clearly that he wanted to kill me. But even so, I was reluctant to end his life with my own hands.”

Gray Craftsman sighed with some melancholy: “Probably I’m such an underachiever and sentimental guy.

“But fortunately… you are finally back. I also have the courage to fight against the despair that accumulated a hundred years ago.”

Gray Craftsman looked at Annan, and his voice was full of tranquility: “After all, the crane has returned.

“everything will get better.”