More people were rushing into the crowd to shake hands with the pastor who had just performed a miracle.
Many people asked him how he did it, and Chabron simply replied that he prayed all night long—irrefutable, he was telling the truth.
Xia Bron nodded gently to everyone and quoted a sentence from the Eternal Light Order's holy book "The Book of Endlessness" (also known as "The Book of Sand"):
"Thank you for your kindness.
"The Eternal One has no eyes to witness the smile,
"No ears can hear the hymns,
“Without a mouth or nose to smell the fragrance.
"But He can feel your joy and your laughter."
What’s not particularly glorious is that this god-favored priest never knew this sentence before traveling through time—to be exact, he didn’t know it until one second ago—but he was smart enough to know how to use the [Religious Knowledge] skill on his character panel.
Carry out verification.
Even, in order to increase the success rate of the test, he cast a prophecy magic trick [Divine Guidance] on himself to strengthen this skill and directly draw information from the sea of stars.
Therefore, the moment he opened his mouth, the mind of this elegant, pious, and knowledgeable priest boy was immediately filled with countless sacred teachings in the "Endless Book".
After holding the flowers, the young pastor began to do more important things - continue reading the memory of the body.
The blond boy tried to retrieve the cause of the fire from his memory——
The open fire roars in the kitchen for cooking, the candles stay on at night, sparks fly in the blacksmith's shop, and the fire burns in the bakery.
Is it just these everyday fire hazards that have led to today's situation?
"The cause of the fire is unknown. After all, we don't know how long we will live in the town. We may consider investigating in the future."
With the retrieval of the original owner's memory, Chabron, who had the same personality in the two worlds, met in his mind.
The past and present are intertwined.
Illusion and reality are intertwined.
The unreality of Zhuang Zhou Mengdie made the beautiful young man fall into a trance.
The past of the earth is like a bizarre dream. And those memories of identity in this fantasy world that should not exist in the first place flowed out of his mind like a tide.
He remembered how he was adopted by a priest as an orphan, and how he interacted with the residents of the township.
What's even more frightening is that he even "remembers" the background stories of game characters that only exist in his mind for role-playing purposes and have never been told to anyone.
This even made him wonder for a time, between the memory from the blue planet and the various things in this fantasy and magical world today, which one is a dream or hallucination, and which one is reality?
There are some secrets of the past life that the handsome and charming young man will not record in his diary——
Unlike the vast majority of time-travelers who have never come into contact with supernatural things before time-traveling, what Chabron experienced on earth was a hundred times more fantastic and magnificent than the 15 years of his life in this fantasy world.
Memories of the past come flooding back:
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"Let me tell you, brother, if you encounter an abnormal project in the future that will allow you to travel to a different world in Japanese light games, what career do you think you will find?"
The girl wearing boots and a leather jacket held a bottle of iced Coke and lay down on the sofa, letting her whole body sink into the soft sofa.
"No, cousin, have you read anything strange recently?" The young man sat upright on the chair and repeatedly browsed the books at hand.
"I'm just curious, why are you so serious?"
The sickly young man thought for a moment:
"Okay, the occupation I will take up... will it be chosen from those common occupations in Japanese-style different worlds... My physique may not be suitable for most RPGs
Become a cleric such as a priest/priest/priest/paladin.
"Even if I do become a priest, I should be a priest who serves specific philosophical concepts rather than personal gods."
The beautiful girl with long boots drank a swig of ice coke and said to Chabron:
"That's right, brother. After all, no matter what you say, it's true——
"God's natural enemy!"
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This celebration lasted for more than two hours, and then the crowd gradually dispersed.
Seeing people leaving one by one, Father Matruh and Chabron went up to the second floor - compared with the temple on the first floor, this was their private space.
"Chamberlain, I have something to say to you about today's events." Matruh's adoptive father's expression was extremely serious, but the joy mixed in his solemn tone was not concealed.
At this time, the blond boy was still holding the bread that Mrs. Martha had just given him in his mouth. His emerald eyes were blinking. His shoes and socks had been removed, and his beautiful white bare feet were rubbing uncomfortably on the wooden floor.
He took off the bread from his mouth and asked, "What's the matter?"
The tall, silver-haired priest was sitting on a wooden chair, flipping through a yellowed volume:
"Xia Bron, you should have heard me say occasionally before about the existence of the Chosen People of Light.
"The manifestation of the will of the Eternal, the object that every believer of [Eternal Light] in the world longs for, the mortals who have truly received God's favor, the chosen people of the Eternal Light.
"The chosen ones are the true ones favored by God - there are only a few divine beings in the multiverse who sometimes focus their attention on a few specific mortals. These are the chosen ones of God."
The beautiful boy's hands squeezed the bread; his white neck swallowed saliva; his toes almost broke the wooden floor:
"So, does this have anything to do with me?"
The young man's adoptive father, the silver-whiskered Matruh, raised his head from the file and stared seriously at Shabron's twinkling eyes:
"The chosen ones of light may be anyone, from farmers in the fields to noble princesses, or even arrogant magicians who have never faced the eternal light once in their lives. They are far rarer than ordinary priests.
"However, as far as I know, the chosen people of light have some strange powers that are beyond ordinary people, such as,
"Cheat the law of time flow and let the people around you heal naturally at a faster speed."
At this point, Matruh stopped talking, and there were many more complicated emotions in his eyes as he stared at Shabron.
Chabron was also stunned.
He was even more stunned.
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On the hill in the distance, an old man was looking at the dispersing crowd.
This old man was wearing a hood, with gray hair on his temples, cloudy eyes, and silvery hair with black. However, what everyone who could see this scene could not forget was that the place where his left eye belonged was a steel
The mechanical eyeballs were replaced, shining with a penetrating red light.
The old man took out a black iron book from his pocket, with no words on the cover.
Facing the iron book, the old man's tone was calm:
"Last night, due to heavy rain, the flames were quickly extinguished. Two children from a foreign land survived."
The old man paused for a moment and held up the iron book made of metal in a gesture that would only be expected of the most devout believer.
Then, the old mayor Toffler solemnly asked the holy book in his hand:
"So, should we hold another fire ceremony?"
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(Xiaoyu Note: Although this article uses the form of "Feng Fan Diary" to narrate, the protagonist's diary is only the part that the protagonist believes "can be read by gods and other time-travelers". Some facts may be intentionally ignored, or it may be guided by one's own guidance.
