A certain sword soul's infinite journey

Chapter 39 Mortals are all mortal

When they got to the prison van, Rorger and Fang had already huddled in the corner.

The two of them were already very afraid of Lin Yi, but after Lin Yi slaughtered the army of Amory and returned with the smell of blood all over his body, the two guys became even more afraid.

But Jia Kun still had the strange appearance, leaning calmly on the prison cart, the only difference was that his half-white, half-red hair grew to the length of his shawl.

"The smell of blood on someone's body is getting stronger."

Jia Kun looked at Lin Yi with a half-smile and half-smile expression on his face.

"But...everyone is mortal."

"Everyone needs to serve."

Lin Yi answered, and then watched Jia Kun's reaction with great interest.

Sure enough, the smile on the guy's face disappeared for a second, but only for a second.

In the next second, the expression on Jia Kun's face became calm again.

"Someone is not from Braavos."

Jaqen shook his head and said.

"why?"

Lin Yi asked curiously, is there anything else to pay attention to when answering this sentence?
But Jia Kun didn't respond to Lin Yi immediately, he looked at Lin Yi and asked softly.

"Does anyone know the meaning of this sentence?"

"Which sentence?" Lin Yi said casually, "Is everyone mortal?"

"Yes, everyone needs to serve."

Jaqen responded, touching his eyebrows with two fingers.

Lin Yi looked at him thoughtfully.

Sure enough, there is a special way!

However, Lin Yi remembered that there seemed to be no strict requirements for such gestures in the play, right?
Lin Yi frowned, and he suddenly remembered that the captain who took Arya to Braavos in the play seemed to have made this gesture as well.

Is it?

Lin Yi suddenly understood.

In Braavos, everyone worships the God of Many Faces, so these two common phrases need no embellishment.

But outside of Braavos, believers need to add some special ways to recognize each other when they meet each other.

Responding to [All men must serve] needs to touch the eyebrows with two fingers, and to read [All men are mortal] requires the special engraved [Valarmorghulis] that Jaqen gave to Arya in the original book. coin.

Of course, this should be a way of identification that is only needed among unfamiliar believers, and it should not be used among familiar people.

But what if someone is taking the place of someone familiar?

Lin Yi subconsciously raised a question with his usual sharp thinking, but he still didn't really ask it anyway.

"Why are you telling me this?"

Lin Yi looked at him coldly.

"This is the will of the God of Many Faces."

The expression on Jia Kun's face did not change at all.

"Everyone needs to serve."

"Oh?"

Lin Yi frowned. There are many gods appearing in the play, but the most mysterious one is undoubtedly the so-called God of Thousand Faces.

"I'm not interested in your god."

Lin Yi shook his head.

"But God is very interested in you."

Jaqen said softly.

"You gave so much life to the gods with your own hands, and made the hungry gods drink a feast of blood."

"Oh?" Lin Yi snorted coldly, "How about I dedicate you to your god?"

"Everyone is mortal."

Jaqen responded with this sentence again.

"..."

Lin Yi was a little depressed. He found that these two sentences were really famous in the cold, and they seemed to be applicable to any conversation.

"Death is a gift from God to mortals." Jaqen smiled, "But there are countless forms of God's gift, and a certain person is the most special one."

ha?
Am I killing people or is it a gift from the God of Many Faces?

Lin Yi felt a little ridiculous.

"All death is a gift from God, and all killing is a sacrifice to God."

Jaqen said.

"who are you?"

Lin Yi frowned.

"A certain man is only a servant of the God of Many Faces."

Jaqen smiled.

"But someone seems to have many identities, Lin Yi, a wizard, Kazan, a wanderer from outside..."

"……how do you know?"

Lin Yi frowned, but he was more surprised than flustered.

Most of the power of the God of Thousand Faces is displayed through these faceless people, and these faceless people pose no threat to him.

"Someone's eyes can see, someone's ears can hear, and someone can see the truth," Jaqen said.

insight into the truth...

Hearing this sentence, Lin Yi suddenly remembered something that he had been neglecting all along.

Obviously his body is the only one, but Jia Kun has always called him a (male) person from beginning to end, and never called him a boy.

This is a very unusual thing for a Roslar who follows tradition.

The Rosla people try to avoid mentioning names or using the first and second pronouns when talking. They think it is unspeakably vulgar to call themselves directly, so they always use "someone" instead.

This way of talking can get very confusing if you don't use accurate third-person pronouns.

"The skin can't limit the soul." Jia Kun seemed to see Lin Yi's confusion, "Someone has insight into the truth."

This is a bit scary.

The corner of Lin Yi's mouth twitched slightly, and he pulled out the fine steel sword at his waist without hesitation.

"Chong-"

The sound of steel colliding sounded, and the chain on the prison car was cut in half.

"Come down."

Lin Yi held the steel sword in his right hand and looked at Jia Kun expressionlessly.

"..."

The smile on Jia Kun's face froze.

"A certain man is only a servant of the God of Many Faces."

Jia Kun got off the prison car, and seemed to be explaining to Lin Yi.

Lin Yi was slightly taken aback, and then looked a little strange.

"...Are you also afraid of death?"

"Death ends desire, death ends pain, and death is the final destination." Jaqen shook his head, "Someone will die, but not here."

Thinking of the Faceless Man in his memory, Lin Yi roughly understood.

In the teachings of the Faceless Man, God has thousands of faces, and the God in everyone's heart is different. The God of Thousand Faces has different titles in different places.

He is the black goat of Qhorhor, he is the Stranger of the Seven, he is even the red god of the red woman.

In their eyes, all the gods in the world are actually one side of the God with Many Faces.

And death is a gift bestowed by the God of Many Faces to mortals. In the House of Black and White in Braavos, the most merciful gift and relief is painless death.

Therefore, the god of many faces is also the god of death.

In the play, Arya rescued the three Jaqen in the prison car, saving them from being burned to death by the fire.

So Jia Kun told her that she saved three lives from the Red God, so she had to return three lives.

At that time, he wondered why the servant of the God of Thousand Faces still believed in the Red God, but now Lin Yi understood.

If burned, it was an offering to the Red God, Lord of Light, and if drowned, it was an offering to the Drowned God.

Who is the creditor has nothing to do with belief, but with the law of death.

And he was a swordsman from another world, and he died at his hands... Then who should control it?
If all death has a corresponding deity, what about the Many-Faced God himself?

Lin Yi seemed to understand something, he looked at Jia Kun with interest, and the steel sword in his hand shook slightly.

The hair on Jia Kun's neck suddenly rose, and there was a slight wry smile on his face.

"Someone heard the hourglass whisper."

But in the end, Lin Yi still took the fine steel sword back to his waist.

"You go."

Lin Yi said lightly.

Jia Kun was startled for a moment, then frowned, looking at Lin Yi's expression seriously.

"Don't you have insight into the truth, can't you see whether I'm telling the truth or a lie?"

There was a half-smile expression on Lin Yi's face.

Jaqen shook his head.

"It is not someone who sees the truth, but the God of Many Faces."

"Really?" Lin Yi didn't bother to argue with his inconsistent words, "I know that only death can exchange life. Since I spared your life, how can you repay me?"

Jia Kun bowed slightly when he heard the words, and the dirty and tattered prison clothes could not stop that elegant and calm demeanor.

"Someone listens and respects."

Lin Yi smiled, he looked at Jia Kun and said.

"I don't need you to repay it now. This name is stored with you first. One day in the future, my disciple will go to you and she will tell you this name. You know her, right?"

"Lovely girl, very talented girl."

Jia Kun let out a long sigh and smiled wryly.

"It seems that someone has another debt."

"A lot of debts don't weigh you down~"

Lin Yi smiled and patted him on the shoulder, a fine steel sword emerged from nothing in his right hand.

"Someone is grateful again."

Jia Kun took the steel sword calmly, took two steps back, bowed again, then turned and left.

(End of this chapter)