Working Prophet.

Chapter 115 What is piety
After Li Yu left, Ilea read the hymnbook for a while, and then went to bed.

She didn't know how long she had slept, but she heard someone shouting and crying in a daze.

Miss Rabbit thought she was having some kind of nightmare, but after opening her eyes from the bed, the screaming did not disappear.

The girl woke up immediately. She put on some clothes, got up from the bed, opened the window, and saw a figure in the night being led to the open space in front of the stone castle by the guards.

With the help of the moonlight, Ilea vaguely recognized that figure was Fitzwilliam who claimed to be the boatman in the morning.

So she probably guessed what happened, and immediately lost all sleepiness, and ran downstairs quickly, and came to the room where Jane was placed.

Just bumped into a maid who came out from inside, the maid was holding an empty bowl in her hand, and there were still some medicine residues in the bowl.

Miss Rabbit asked, "How is she?"

The maid bowed her head and walked. She didn't expect that there would be another person outside the house. She was startled, and the wooden bowl in her hand almost fell to the ground. When she saw the appearance of the person coming, she was startled a second time.

"I...Miss Ilea." The maid stammered, "I followed your instructions and took good care of the child, but she...she is too sick.

"As soon as the abdominal pain started again, and there were plaques on the skin, her brother was clamoring for us to call the herbalist again."

"Have you gone to the herbalist yet?" Ilea asked.

"Go ahead, you said that we should try our best to meet their demands. I went to wake Herbalist Vic up from the bed, but Herbalist Vic had no choice but to take the medicine prescribed to her earlier. Another bowl was cooked, but after Jane drank it, she started to vomit, and she almost vomited it all out."

"Then did you pray for her as I said?" Ilea said again with a serious face, "Now only the goddess Pishia can save the child."

"That's what I did, but...the child and her brother, they are followers of the sea god Claudius, they only want to pray to Claudius." The maid hesitated and said.

Miss Rabbit rubbed her temples and said with a headache, "Why is there a group of heretics again, Sea God Claudius, uh... Didn't you tell them that this is the Western Territory, it's far away from the sea, Claudius can't care Come here."

"I'm going to talk to them right now."

"Forget it, you'd better stay here and take care of that child. I'll go talk to her brother."

Ilea walked out of the stone castle without waiting for the maid to answer.

At this moment, Fitzwilliam's shouting had become very quiet, because he was tied up outside the stable by the guards, and a piece of sackcloth was stuffed in his mouth, so he could only snort heavily.

Miss Rabbit walked up to him and said to him, "Speak well if you have something to say, don't make a scene. You were a noble before anyway, so you understand the truth."

Fitzwilliam stared at Ilea, and whimpered indistinctly.

Miss Rabbit continued, "If you can guarantee that you will stop shouting and screaming, I will ask the guards to remove the sackcloth from your mouth so that you can speak, and then you can tell me whatever you want to say, if you agree Just blink."

The shipwright blinked his eyes.

The girls also allowed Fitzwilliam to regain the ability to speak according to their mutual agreement, and the first sentence the latter said was still, "I beg you, please save my sister!"

"You have seen what I did for you brothers and sisters today. I have tried my best to save your sister, and I even went to Black Rock City to invite the priests of the Silver Moon Church. No other lord would do this to the common people in the territory.

Ilea took a deep breath and said, "I'm not going to lie to you. Recently, many people have died in my territory, including my relatives and guards. They haven't been able to enjoy the benefits of your sister. ... Such a good medical condition.

"I don't expect you to be grateful to me, but at least don't make any more trouble. I told you to pray to the goddess of silver moon, but why didn't you listen? You still think about the Claudius that your family believes in, If it can really protect you, how can you come to my territory?"

Fitzwilliam's eyes were red, and he panted roughly, "Miss Ilea, I am very grateful for everything you have done for my sister, we are not stubborn people, Claudius is indeed a member of the family that has been around for thousands of years. The gods we believe in, but after that incident, we have long since ceased to be as religious as before."

The girl frowned, "Then why..."

"But the Silver Moon Goddess can't save my sister, can she?" The boatman stared into Ilea's eyes, as if he wanted to see through the girl's whole body.

"The old priest of the Silver Moon Church asked to have a private conversation with you behind my back. Does she think that my sister is hopeless?"

Ilea was taken aback when she heard the words. Although she didn't answer, her silence already explained everything.

A smile that was uglier than crying appeared on Fitzwilliam's face, "Look, it's not that I insist on holding on to our god, but because apart from him, I really can't think of anyone else who can save my sister.

"Not to mention Claudius who once abandoned the family, even those evil gods, evil gods, as long as my sister can live, I will not hesitate to believe in it, and even sacrifice my life for it."

The girl couldn't help but feel a little moved by the boatman's words, and then she felt a little confused.

Shouldn't believers' respect for gods be unconditional?
No matter in any denomination, piety is an important quality that has been repeatedly mentioned.

But the girl asked herself, if she were placed in the same situation as Fitzwilliam, her choice would probably not be any different.

In fact, when those lizardmen were about to surround Teacup Castle, Miss Rabbit herself secretly prayed to Saturday, although the pattern on the tree was crossed out by her later.

In contrast, Jude was more straightforward. This descendant of the Enriquez family directly denounced all the gods on the continent of Bratis as liars and clowns, but he only had fear and awe for one god. .

Because that god possessed such miraculous powers that he had seen with his own eyes.

And those mighty powers and miracles are no strangers to Ilea, even so much that she has become numb and accustomed to them, so that she gradually turns a blind eye.

Ilea suddenly understood why she was so restless and anxious during this time.

It's not because she is not devout enough to the goddess, on the contrary, because of her connection with Picia, she always wants to subconsciously ignore another force around her, that real and powerful force.

She was afraid that that force would make her continue to waver and make politically unwise decisions.

But she shouldn't make choices for others because of her own fear, especially life-threatening choices.

After being silent for a while, the girl said again, "Perhaps, your sister can still be saved."

However, Fitzwilliam was suddenly discouraged at this moment, and there was no trace of blood on his already pale face, "You don't have to lie to me, I know that the Silver Moon Goddess is the most powerful god in the Western Region, if even She is helpless, so my sister..."

"No. Pithia is not the most powerful god in the West." Ilea interrupted the shipbuilder.

As soon as she said these words, Fitzwilliam was stunned.

The young people of the Weiting family have never seen a believer admit that the god he worships is not the strongest in his life.

The girl didn't give him a chance to continue questioning, and said as she said before, "You are lucky, the spokesperson of the god in the world is also in the green field now, I will send someone to invite him now, and you should go back to take care of you My younger sister, you must let your younger sister hold on until that person rushes back."

(End of this chapter)