, 13 Mink Street

The sea breeze blew gently, and the leaves in the forest rustled.

[Sincerely thank you for your contribution to Darkmoon Island. You are tired and have worked hard. I ask you to sleep here forever.——Bernard]

When reading the words on the stone tablet, you seem to be able to feel Bernard's expression at that time.

He succeeded, he took advantage of it, he benefited, he cut it off, he didn't even decorate it with hypocrisy, but used a mocking tone to make the final mockery of them.

This is an isolated island, and it is basically impossible to get here without passing through the teleportation circle in the villa.

It is like a diary, where Bernard presents a reality that is different from the external packaging. This is the reveal of his true inner side.

The text on the stone tablet can be understood as another sentence:

"Hey, look, there are a bunch of fools buried here!"

Karen took out the Sword of Arleus from the sword box that he brought with him this time, walked to the stone tablet, squatted down, and slowly rubbed away the words Bernard had left on the stone tablet with his sword.

Mr. Eisen and Richard sat in the back, watching Karen polish her words.

Finally, Karen polished off the words on the stone.

Karen put the sword on his knees, looked at the clean stone tablet, and fell into deep thought.

Because she had worked at the Immelace Funeral Service, Karen was used to engraving words on tombstones.

He closed his eyes, and a picture emerged in his mind. More than a hundred years ago, a group of people came to Darkmoon Island on turtles. They devoted their efforts to this island, hoping that it would develop in the future.

More than a hundred years later, they should have taken revenge with anger, but when their revenge was about to be achieved, they chose to stop.

Is it kindness?

no.

It would be inaccurate to describe them with just two words: kindness.

There is hatred in their hearts, otherwise Phileas, who had just escaped, would not have set a curse on the Dark Moon clan in anger, and the Cursed Insect would not have been born.

But more than a hundred years later, Bernard was already dead.

When they came to this island again, in the eyes of others, what they should see were the descendants of their enemies, the Dark Moon Island that had sucked their efforts to develop. They seemed to be angry, filial, and unwilling to abandon this island.

The glory built on their corpses was all overthrown.

If it were him, Karen felt that he would definitely do this, and he would let his anger burn the entire island.

However, what they saw was the growth of their own hard work, the dream they had had, reflected in reality.

They are the sowers of light.

They are not here to preach, they are here to sow the seeds of light. When the seeds take root, sprout and bear fruit, they do not name the fruit "light", but "beautiful".

The Religion of Light is the Religion of Light, and the God of Light is the God of Light;

And light is light.

For a moment, Karen was a little touched. She was not alone in this "god" world, because there was such a group of people more than a hundred years ago. They may not have the same clear understanding and dialectics as herself;

But they are better than themselves because they practice it.

This is probably the purest form of faith.

Karen once admired a painting called "Twilight of the Gods" in the studio of Piaget's wife Linda.

In the painting, the last pope of the Light Cult stands on a high tower and shouts: I don't believe there is really a God of Light in this world.

Historians in the church circle generally believe that the cry of the last Pope of Light is equivalent to ringing the last death knell of the Light Religion, which will be followed by the demise of the Light Religion.

Phileas is a descendant of the Mad Pope.

Therefore, the cry of the Mad Pope is not actually denying light, he is just denying the God of Light.

Is there really a god of light?

There must be some, this is a world with "gods", gods really exist, and my dog ​​is one.

But is that guy called the God of Light really the God of Light?

Just like before there was no God of Order, there was no order in the world?

So, before the God of Light existed, people had never seen light?

In the eyes of the higher-ups of the Cult of Kosmos, is Grandpa Dis not just another lunatic?

Some people are crazy because they are really crazy; and some people are crazy because the people around them are crazy.

What's the difference between the last Pope of Light standing on the Tower of Light and making this cry, and his grandfather Dis going to blow up the Temple of Order?

They saw the truth that the world could not see. What is even more valuable is that they did not choose to follow the crowd, but made their own screams in their own times and in their own contexts.

Karen suddenly felt panicked, which made him collapse on the ground.

Because he suddenly realized that Mr. Phileas inherited the legacy of the last bright mad pope, and he inherited the expectations from his grandfather Dis.

Essentially,

I and Mr. Phileas are actually the same kind of people. This similarity transcends the constraints of region, nationality, church, belief, etc.

only,

Phileas has practiced it,

What about yourself?

Can I do what Phileas did, and do I have the courage to do this?

Karen found that her inner confidence and determination suddenly began to panic in front of the bloody corpses of "the same kind".

No wonder Dis asked himself many times before leaving home, was he really ready?

At that time, I always answered Dis with the reason of "I want to go out and see the scenery", and I was quite satisfied with this somewhat stylish answer.

It turns out that I have always thought of things simply.

I don’t know how Dis feels every time he hears his answer.

The scenery on the road is very beautiful, but what if the road is covered with blood? If it is someone else's blood, that's fine, but what if it is your own blood?

Walking step by step, leaving blood-red footprints behind you, in this state, are you still in the mood to appreciate the scenery?

"Huh...huh..."

Karen began to take a deep breath.

Li looked at Karen at this time, a little confused, a little curious, and more inexplicable.

Mr. Eisen turned his head and glanced at his son, then looked at Karen in front of him, and couldn't help but sigh.

Karen adjusted her emotions and thought about the carving again.

"Thank you for allowing me to see the real light..."

Karen shook his head. He was not satisfied with this because he was not qualified to express such thanks to them.

"Please don't be sad for us, please don't..."

Karen shook his head again, this is not good either.

In the end, Karen carved his own words on the stone tablet:

【Hi, we are setting sail again!】

Karen thrust the sword into the ground, toward the corpse pit, crossed her arms in front of her chest, and gave no praise.

Immediately, Karen turned around, looked at Bernard lying face down, and turned him over with his boots.

At this time, Bernard's originally neat and rigorous black and white hair was scattered, and his face was covered with sand.

Karen closed his eyes seriously and felt it, and determined that because Bernard's body was well preserved, the amount of spiritual power remaining in his body was very high.

Richard finally couldn't help but asked: "Karen, what exactly are you going to do to him?"

"insult."

"Then are you going to start?" Richard asked, "If you had known I would have drank more water when I came, but it doesn't matter, there are many ways to desecrate a corpse anyway."

"What's the point of desecrating a corpse? I want him to open his eyes and feel it for himself."

"Open your eyes and feel it for yourself? Do you want to use the awakening technique on him?"

Karen nodded.

"Are you crazy! He is the genius patriarch in the history of the Dark Moon clan. Do you know how high his level is?"

Richard is now a Divine Priest and has not reached the level of Inquisitor before he can use the Awakening Technique, but this does not prevent him from knowing the cost and price of using the Awakening Technique.

Mr. Eisen corrected his son:

"No, he can do it."

But obviously, the reasons why Mr. Eisen thinks he can do it and what Karen can really do are different.

Karen looked at Mr. Eisen and asked: "Is there any way to ensure the integrity of his body and suppress his resistance after he is successfully awakened?"
To be continued...