Type-Moon, a human love simulator

Chapter 37 Do you understand my teachings?
Moreover, with Kelar's call, the atmosphere in Maple Ridge became a little strange.

All the Ansa people who were working put down their work and looked at Kelar in unison.

The attention of 70,000 people was focused on one person, and only Kelar remained calm and composed.

The young duke shouted: "Sir Kelar! Great Celtic hero! I have no intention of being your enemy, but these Ansa..."

He thought that Kelar would give him face. After all, his territory was as large as a county, which was not comparable to that of ordinary lords. Moreover, he had always respected Kelar, a strong man, very much from the beginning to now.

But Kelar interrupted casually: "Since you have no intention of becoming my enemy, why do you dare to disobey the laws I have set in front of you?"

"If you are willing to listen to my teachings, lay down your weapons..."

"Because this is what Wukaila said, you must obey it."

"You must know that killing is unlucky!"

"You must know that I will pardon all those who sincerely repent!"

As he spoke, Kelar was already standing in front of these uncivilized Celtic barbarians, blocking more than 10,000 fully armed Celtic knights.

A shocking scene appeared. Without any orders from the knights, as Kelar approached, the horses in the cavalry formation actually retreated a few steps in unison and kept a distance from Kelar.

The entire phalanx retreated together. Every time Kelar took a step forward, the horses took a step back, until Kelar stopped.

The natural instincts of animals make them far more afraid of this...beast than ignorant humans!

But the Grand Duke remained stubborn and said, "But, Sir Kelar, to kill all the enemies is the style of Celtic warriors like us, Cu Chulainn, Fergus, Finn, Diarmuid..."

"These people are our Celtics' heroes, and they are the goals that we Celtics need to learn from!"

"Sir Kelar, I respect your bravery and I admire your strength, but your so-called enlightenment..." He said: "Excuse me, this is not the behavior of a Celtic warrior!"

"Forgive? That's weak and incompetent! How can you be a Celtic hero if you don't even dare to kill your enemies?"

His words aroused the echoes of the Celtic barbarians behind him, but the Celtic knights of Maple Ridge did not agree with him. After accepting Kelar's teachings for so long, these Celts could still distinguish between weakness and kindness.

Kelar's teachings have been implemented in Maple Ridge for several years and have not been without success. The Celts in Maple Ridge all support his teachings. After all, people are not unteachable.

Therefore, Kelar also divided the Celts into raw Celts and cooked Celts according to their degree of civilization and whether they had been educated with correct principles... After all, they were all fishing and hunting peoples, so what was the difference between the Celts and the Jurchens?
Kelar smiled. He was not angry at the young duke's offense. He just turned around and faced the captured Ansa people and asked, "I ask you, who am I?"

Just when Kelar asked the Ansa people...

All the Ansa people, whether they were Ansa supervisors recognized by Kelar and arranged by Artoria, or Ansa prisoners of war who were working as laborers, they knelt on the ground like cut wheat, they shouted Kelar's holy name loudly and bowed down in his direction.

First in front of the castle, then in the farmland in the distance, and then to the edge of the territory that even Kelar couldn't see clearly, all the Ansa people knelt on the ground and shouted in unison: "You are Saint Kelar, the only saint in the world, in the past and in the future!"

Kelar's face was calm. He was not angry because of the misunderstandings of the Celts, nor was he complacent because of the fanatical admiration of the Ansa people. He just calmly looked at Hector, Merlin and others who followed him out, as well as these Celtic knights who were shocked and at a loss.

Kelar continued, "The Celtic barbarians do not understand my way of forgiveness, nor do they understand my kindness and education towards you barbarians. They regard my kindness as weakness..."

"Tell me, is my forgiveness in vain?"

"Your forgiveness is remembered by us." "Tell me, where is my kindness now?"

“Your benevolence and righteousness are being practiced here!”

"Tell me, when will my teachings take effect?"

"Your teachings..."

"My teaching will never stop!" Kelar interrupted the last question and answer session. He laughed loudly and made a gesture that could be called impolite for the first time: "As long as there is still one person in this world who does not understand my forgiveness and benevolence, my teaching will never stop!"

"Why should I, Kelar, be understood by others?"

Kelar loudly declared: "No need to think, I am right, no need to question, what I do is righteous, no need to say more, follow me to practice the truth!"

"Excuse me, your thoughts are just those of lowly insects. If that's the case, why don't you follow me, Kelar?"

"Compared to you, compared to the Celtic barbarians and the Anza pirates..."

"I, Kelar, must be absolutely right!"

Kelar's declaration was earth-shattering. All the Celts looked at Kelar in disbelief. Faced with such a twisted monster, they could not say anything, nor did they dare to say anything.

It was like accidentally passing by a sleeping dragon and not daring to make any noise for fear of attracting the dragon's attention.

The Celts fell into silence, but after a brief silence, the Ansars actually burst into even more enthusiastic, terrifying and shocking cheers and faith...

These Ansa people shouted: "Saint Kelar, you are the only truth between heaven and earth!!!"

They didn't even dare to stand up and look at Kelar. The Angus who were closer to him knelt down and rubbed their knees in front of Kelar, kissing the ground in front of Kelar madly, and even the footprints left by his feet.

The fanaticism of his faith is rare in the world.

Unlike the Celtics, the Angers have faced the night of cessation of hostilities that could make people despair and collapse their worldview, and now they have long been in confusion and self-doubt.

The jobs that Altria assigned to them could only free their bodies from confusion, but their destroyed and yet-to-be-rebuilt minds were still empty.

The Ansa people still call Kelar by the Christian tradition. In fact, it is just a habit. Once Kelar expresses his thoughts, these Ansa people whose worldviews have been completely destroyed will stick to Kelar as if they have found their backbone.

In fact, they are far more fanatical than the experienced Celts who have been taught by Kelar for several years. Even those with the lowest level of faith are true believers who firmly believe in them, and the proportion of fanatics is extremely high.

Unless Kelar is defeated and his truth is convinced by someone with a more profound truth.

The Grand Duke, who owned a county, turned pale when he saw this scene. Kelar did not even look at him, nor did he even open his mouth to refute his rebuke.

Kelar turned around, looked at the silent Celtic leaders, and chuckled, "Father, Merlin, and the 'Grand Duke' over there... Now, do you really understand my 'truth'?"

"My teachings are useless?"

(End of this chapter)