004, I want to find someone ()

For a moment, the square was quiet, and the words Aristotle said were final summed up by the old madman - "God has proved that Amon has received grace and blessing, and learning skills is the manifestation of miracles." This is not easy to refute, unless someone stands up and shouts: "The craftsman skills passed down from generation to generation in Duke Town do not need the blessing of the guardian god." Who dares to say this? Everyone here has been deeply convinced of God's protection for many years and has been implanted into the soul.

Even if there are doubters, they can only confuse themselves and repent in fear and uncertainty, because once they say it, they will be abandoned by everyone around them. So this is not a question of whether they are willing to believe in it, but a need to express piety, which is also protecting themselves.

Seeing that no one was talking, the old madman turned his head and said to Aristotle: "Sir, your argument just now contains many dangerous assumptions. I wonder if you realize it?"

Aristotle saw Nietzsche's eyes, and there was a sneer of joke in the old man's eyes. Only Aristotle himself understood that if his syllogism changed to a major premise, he would indeed come to a dangerous conclusion. For example, this child did not receive the grace of the patron saint, and he learned the skills of the miners, then it means that learning the skills of the miners does not require the grace of the patron saint.

The onlookers felt something was wrong, but they couldn't point out what was wrong. This is the reason. No one dared to deny the oracle, because that was the starting point of everything and must be a major premise. However, when the old madman asked Aristotle, he was obviously hinting about something.

Amon stood stubbornly, and his body trembled involuntarily. He turned his head and looked at Aristotle with a grateful look, and looked at the old madman in confusion. Unlike others, Amon obviously also heard the implicit voice of the old madman. Nietzsche was not only asking Aristotle back, but his words seemed to be reminding him of something.

The turbulence in Amon's heart was no less than when he was asked by Xiao Gu just now. Many thoughts flashed through his mind. This debate contained many assumptions that were unbelievable and unspeakable, such as: Goddess Mu Yun does not exist at all, Goddess Mu Yun exists but does not pay attention to it at all. Learning the skills of miners does not require the blessing of the guardian god. If you need blessings, you may also be another god...and so on.

Amon's face turned red, as if he was drunk, and his expression was a little dazed. For the miner's son, it was really difficult to digest what he thought of in an instant. Today, he was the person involved in this incident and had to think about it.

Aristotle seemed to understand Nietzsche's sneer, pressed his hand on his chest and smiled: "I am not disrespectful to any god. My piety towards God comes from what we want, not what we want. People should be pious about faith, but God's existence is not transferred by someone's will."

He wisely avoided this question. The old madman did not continue to entangle. Instead, he turned around and his tone sank, and said coldly to Xiao Gu: "There is only one explanation for this matter, that is, your behavior is detrimental to Goddess Mu Yun. The goddess has not blessed Amon through you, the priest. We all know that the goddess's brilliance is eternal, but the priest's loyalty will be tested... Lord Town Lord, look, since everyone is here, how should we deal with this priest?"

Xiao Gu's face turned pale, cold sweat flowed down his forehead, and his legs trembled a little. He never expected the situation to take such a sharp turn, and the person who was questioning became himself. The old madman's words clearly questioned whether he had the qualifications to continue to serve as a priest. He clearly read two words from the old madman's eyes - coldness!

But Mayor Dasty, who was standing beside him, never spoke and just watched the fun with his eyes.

Xiao Gu's life in Duke Town has been high and has gradually forgotten how he first sat in this seat. Everything was done by the old madman. The old madman once said: "You are a person who does things very simply and is very smart. What's more important is that your humanity in the world is very real. There is really no one in this town who is more suitable to be a priest and clerk in the temple than you."

However, after Xiao Gu sat in this position for a long time, he gradually made friends with the noble adults in the city-state, and even had secret ambitions about the position of Mayor Dasty, but he ignored the old madman who had never shown any sign of dew for many years. The old madman was so sharp when he didn't say crazy words. Is this trying to ruin his future in public? Just like when he helped him sit in this seat?

Xiao Gu took a step back and gritted his teeth and said loudly: "Oh, Mr. Nietzsche, it seems that this is a completely misunderstanding. I don't know that you have received the oracle of the great Goddess Mu Yun in your dream. Although this is rare, it has not happened. According to the records of the Book of God, when there was no temple in Duke Town, Goddess Mu Yun directly blessed the earliest craftsmen in the town and taught us the skills passed down from generation to generation. Amon, he is a child favored by the goddess."

Xiao Gu hurriedly threw out the records of the divine book. This is also a legend in Duke Town since ancient times, explaining the origin of the craftsmen's skills here. Later, people built a magnificent temple based on such legends. It was a lot, many years ago. It is no longer important whether to deal with Amon now. Xiao Gu must first protect himself.

Mayor Dusty finally spoke from the side, nodding with a smile: "Yes, there is indeed such a record in the Book of God...Mr. Aristotle, you just said that you came here to do something for Lord Dick. What's the matter? Don't delay it because of our quarrel."

The town mayor obviously wanted to interrupt, and Aristotle replied, "Miss Maria, no, Lord Maria is not in good health, and the servant who served her happened to be sick. He needs to find a servant in the town to serve Lord Maria. This man must be able to do heavy work, about three days."

Dusty was a little puzzled, and thought to himself that there were so many followers of Rhode Dick, why did he still need to find a servant in the town? But he was very tactful and didn't say much, and asked gently: "What kind of person do you need to find?"

Aristotle seemed to glance at Amon casually and said slowly: "First, we cannot be a woman who has ever had a man; second, we cannot be an adult man; third, we cannot have gray on his hair and mud in his nails."

"Fourth, he must have a pure heart; fifth, he must be favored and recognized by Goddess Isis." Aristotle had just finished speaking, and the old madman added two more words, and today he seemed to have a lot of words.

Aristotle was slightly stunned, then smiled bitterly and nodded, "Yes, there are these two more people in the town? If so, the reward would be one gold coin every day, and Lord Dick's generosity is amazing."

When Dasti heard the three conditions stated by Aristotle, he understood that if Mary's original servant was sick, it would be difficult to find such a person in Lord Dick's entourage. These were actually Gabriel's request. When she received the tears of the gods, she asked Mary to follow the standards of a saint, because she would become a real saint soon.

Gabriel put forward five conditions, but Aristotle only mentioned the first three, because for the residents of Duke, the last two conditions were the same. I was afraid that no one could find anyone to say. Unexpectedly, the old madman made up for it casually.

The residents of Duke Town usually deal with fire and ore. In the past few days, the mayor ordered all the taxes arrears this season. A huge caravan came to the town. Every household had not stopped working, either to pay taxes or to mine divine stones in time to exchange for more goods.

It is too difficult to find a person here with no gray hair and no mud in his nails. There are only three in the square: Dusty, Xiao Gu, and Amon. Amon is very clean. He just took a bath in the cold spring at night and even washed his clothes together. Then he dried it in the rising sun in the morning, put on his clothes before returning to the town.

The old madman smiled: "I'm so lucky. There is only one person here who meets the conditions you said. He is a child, a minor, and you know why he stood here because of the favor of Goddess Isis...Among, go with this gentleman......Sir, please pay three gold coins to his father."

The mayor of the town also walked down the steps and patted Amon on the shoulder very rarely and said, "Child, follow this gentleman quickly and do everything according to his instructions. Never neglect the most noble guests in the town."

The crowd separated a road, and Aristotle took Amon away. Before leaving, Amon helped his father, who was kneeling on the ground, and the old madman whispered in his ear: "Don't worry, there are only good things but no bad things, and you don't have to worry about here anymore."

After Amon left, everyone did not disperse. The old madman still stood in front and said to the mayor: "The temple priest used the ancient divine book to prove that Amon was not at fault, and was blessed by Goddess Muyun. But it also proved that the priest forgot the divine book and was blinded by his soul. If it were not for our noble guest's reminder, Lord Xiao Gu would cut off one of his fingers. Lord Mayor, Mr. High Priest, what should he do about this?"

Xiao Gu's cold sweat just dried up just now fell again. Unexpectedly, the old madman was so cruel today. If he bite this problem and spread it to the ears of the priests of the main temple of the city, he would be uncomfortable. Xiao Gu stepped forward in an almost begging voice and said, "It was me who was negligent. I have never encountered such a thing since I became a priest. Thank you, the respected elder, Mr. Nietzsche, for reminding me that I am willing to atone for my reckless behavior. I will apologize to Amon here."

Just as the noble priest walked down the steps, he bent down and patted the dust on Amon's father's knees. The townsmen's eyes widened. This scared Amon's father, and quickly took two steps back and said, "Mr. Xiao Gu, you don't have to do this. What should I do is the adults' business. It's the goddess's oracle. I believe that the great Goddess Mu Yun is protecting Amon."

The old madman sneered from the side: "You can't refuse the kindness of such a noble priest. How kind and generous he is! If he wants to compensate you, you must accept it... Lord Mayor, I suggest that the taxes for their family this year will be paid by Lord Xiao Gu."

Xiao Gu had already stood up straight and nodded immediately, "Okay, no problem!" His tone was very generous, because the old drunkard mined almost the least amount of divine stones in the town in a year, usually only four divine stones. But then he frowned slightly, and he thought that it was not only the old drunkard who could mine divine stones now, but Amon was obviously a good player. If there were many divine stones mined in the next year, he would have to pay nine taxes for every ten, which was also a big expense.

But in this situation, Xiao Gu had to agree.

Mayor Dusty nodded and said, "Then the matter is over. I will record the incident in the name of the mayor of this town, but it is just a record, and will not report it to the temple of the city-state as a blasphemy. Well, it's okay here, everyone will disperse."
Chapter completed!