Mindis Hall, afternoon, the Duke's study.

"You don't know why you're here, do you?"

Upon hearing the question, Thales in the study raised his head and looked in front of him with a hint of doubt.

She was an elderly woman, sitting opposite her in an easy-going manner, with a vicissitudes of appearance but an elegant temperament. The nun accompanying her was only sixteen or seventeen years old, wearing a veil and standing rigorously.

The sunset emblems on their robes reflect the dark golden light, which fits perfectly with the interior style of Mindis Hall, which is both classic and trendy.

The only thing wrong was that Gilbert was sitting on the other side of the room, looking at Thales' guests with an unkind expression.

Just now, when Marius led the teacher sent by the Sunset Temple into the study with an expressionless face, Gilbert hurried over on the back foot, looking at the old woman with eyes full of surprise and joy.

alert.

"I know, this is a theology class."

Thales gave Gilbert a questioning look and tentatively called the woman in front of him by title:

"Megan...priest?"

The old woman Megan shook her head, still smiling.

"No, you don't know."

Meghan smiled and pointed to the top of her head, with an easy-going smile but respectful eyes.

"You think you are here just for teaching arrangements and traditional needs, but in fact, whether you are sitting here or I am here, this is God's will."

The voice of the sacrificial lady carries a unique sense of mystery.

God's will?

Out of politeness, Thales forced a smile.

Alright alright.

For a few days, the boy had been curious about what his theology teacher would be like. After all, he had had direct contact with very few clergymen since he was a child: the Mingye Sifu whom he met when he was a beggar was extremely enthusiastic and nervous, and Luo Yang

The monks are full of compassion and piety, while the Haoyue priests in the north are aloof and inaccessible, repelling people thousands of miles away.

But now it seems... there seems to be no surprise in the prince's theology class.

Thales sighed softly in his heart.

The sacrificial words continue:

"The setting sun witnesses that our destinies have long been linked to each other."

After saying this, Meghan's face turned pale, then she lowered her head and coughed violently into the handkerchief.

"Nia..." Megan looked painful.

Thales was slightly startled, but the young nun standing behind the priest seemed to have been prepared. With a calm expression, she immediately took out a box skillfully, took out a few pills, and waited for the elder Megan to drink it with water, soothing.

He coughed violently.

Thales and Gilbert looked at each other.

After more than ten seconds, Megan's cough gradually subsided.

"I'm sorry, Sunset wants me to go through the test of illness in order to wash out a better self."

She put away the handkerchief and said to Thales apologetically:

"This is a merciful gift from the goddess, and there is nothing wrong with it, but it makes you suffer along with it."

The merciful gift of the goddess?

Thales could only smile politely and shake his head to express that it didn't matter:

"As long as you are healthy..."

But before the Duke could say a few more words, Meghan, who had completely recovered from her coughing, closed her eyes, spread her fingers with a grateful expression, made several prayers that were too fast to be seen, and muttered words.

"My caution will be known by the setting sun."

Even the young nun wearing a veil was hurriedly putting away the medicine box and then praying, looking very pious.

God stick.

Thales, who was bet on the topic, felt embarrassed and silently gave this evaluation.

Thales looked at Gilbert in the distance with sadness, hoping to gain some recognition from him, but Gilbert still just looked at the old female priest who came to teach with a solemn face.

This is rare.

After finishing her prayer, Meghan noticed Thales' eyes and looked back at Gilbert.

"Aren't you ready to leave, Count Castle?"

The older priest has a smile on his face and an easy-going tone. People who don't know better might think that the two have been close friends for many years.

Until Gilbert snorted softly.

"According to previous correspondence with the church," Count Castle's response was not very polite:

"The prince's teacher should be Archdeacon Stylianides of the Ministry of Mission. He has been my friend for many years. He is knowledgeable and sincere in his faith. He is very suitable for clearing the way for students."

Meghan understood what was said and did not feel dissatisfied:

"But it's me who comes?"

Gilbert narrowed his eyes:

"As far as I know, in the Sunset Temple, the sacrificial and missionary departments are not subordinate to each other: the chief priest leads the former, receives oracles, and listens to divine decrees, while the archbishop leads the latter, handles secular affairs, and manages the church."

Gilbert's tone was quite rude, which made Thales frown:

"Since when did the holy Archbishop Li Xiya become interested in the secular affairs of the mission such as teaching nobles? Does Archbishop Zenon know about it in your church?"

Are the sacrificial and missionary departments not subordinate to each other?

Thales suddenly discovered that as a servant of God, the Sunset Temple did not seem that simple.

However, Megan still smiled as before and softly uttered a few words:

"Your Majesty knows."

At that moment, the expressions of Gilbert and Thales both changed.

I saw Priest Megan maintaining a smile that was either polite or pious, flashing his fingers and making another prayer:

"The meaning of the setting sun has always been mysterious. It may seem unexpected at first glance, but upon closer inspection, it will make sense."

"I hope you don't mind, Count."

The nun behind her quickly followed the prayer pattern, keeping in line with the priest.

Gilbert twitched his mouth, as if he was not used to it.

The former Foreign Minister pursed his lips dully for a few seconds, and then said angrily:

"I will ask Fuxing Palace for confirmation. Well, maybe I will also give you some advice."

Meghan offered a "welcome" or "please" smile.

Thales also frowned.

Gilbert snorted, but showed no intention of leaving:

"Then I think the tolerant Sunset Goddess will not mind if I temporarily attend His Highness's classes and share the divine grace?"

"Liv Megan Priest?"

Priest Megan just curled his lips and did not comment.

She only paused for a moment, then ignored Gilbert and faced Thales behind the desk.

"So, regarding the god, Thales," the older female priest said warmly:

"How much do you know?"

At that moment, Thales's memory was stimulated.

A long-lost sweet voice sounded in his mind, taking him back to the past.

【When you think of gods, what comes to mind first?】

Thales was in a daze for a moment.

"It's Your Highness, Your Highness Thales."

Gilbert's hostile and dissatisfied protest brought Thales back to reality, and Count Casso said to Meghan unhappily:

"Please use your honorific title."

Meghan smiled indifferently: "Of course."

But the female priestess stared straight at Thales, waiting for his reply.

About God…

The young man swallowed his throat and made sure that he was not in a certain chess and card room in Longxiao City, and then said angrily:
To be continued...