Mystery: emerging from the wilderness of knowledge

In the dream world, when Renekton's consciousness fully awakened, he found himself on the cliff edge in front of the black monastery again.

He looked expressionlessly at the Giant King's Court in front of him, shrouded in a frozen dusk. After a moment of silence, he turned and walked towards the black monastery. This time he planned to visit the dreamland before the ancient sun god's death.

Cattleya was still sitting on the boulder hugging her knees, her eyes were a little blurry and she was not completely awake.

When Renekton passed by her, she suddenly said:

"Do you know where she is now?"

After saying a word without beginning or end, Renekton stopped hesitantly and turned to look at Cattleya, who was sitting hugging her knees. After confirming that the other party was talking to him, he said:

"On a boat? Or in a dream?"

"If it's on the ship, she should be in the cabin on the third floor, the fifth to last room on the right side of the stairs. If it's a dream, I don't know. I haven't seen her in this dream world."

After a brief pause, he continued:

"She is already an angel. She can clearly feel the connection between you and your feelings for her. Until the problems with Russell and Bonova are solved, you are her most stable anchor."

"Am I her most stable anchor?" Cattleya repeated Renekton's last words with a confused look in her eyes, and then buried her head deeply in her arms, as if she refused to communicate.

Renekton shrugged his shoulders, said nothing more, turned around and walked into the black monastery.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw the crew of the "Future", the navigator Ottolov who was in a strange state and seemed to be in autistic state, and Nina who was drinking quietly on the side.

Walking a little further inside, I saw Frank burying himself in the soil.

"What are you doing? Do you want to reproduce asexually on your own?" Renekton couldn't hold back his curiosity and approached and asked.

Frank was not very conscious. He sat in the pit he dug, burying dirt on himself, and said in a dreamy voice:

"No, I'm just an ordinary druid. I can't bury myself in the soil for asexual reproduction. This must be done in a laboratory."

"My research is stuck. I want to bury myself in the soil, listen to the voice of the earth at a deeper level, and understand the concept of the Mother Goddess."

The corner of Renekton's mouth twitched slightly, and he sighed slightly: "Your way of finding inspiration is really special."

Shaking his head, Renekton continued to walk forward, past the pirates who were doing all kinds of outrageous things, past Hiss who was curled up in a ball in the shadow of the corner, and who was lying flat among the dried fish. Paz, he pushed open the door to the deeper part of the monastery.

After walking forward for a while, it seemed that they had left the building where everyone on the "Future" was, and entered a place similar to a temple. They saw Anderson standing hesitating at the door leading to the depths of the temple.

Sensing someone entering the temple, Anderson subconsciously turned sideways. When he saw it was Renekton, he was visibly relieved. He chuckled and said:

"It scared me. I thought I was unlucky enough to meet a monster again."

"As expected, you can move freely in this dream world, but do you know what is going on with Gehrman Sparrow? Logically speaking, wherever you left the dream world last time, you will be in the same place the next time you enter the dream world. But this time he didn’t come back here.”

"He is the Blessed One." Renekton replied calmly.

Anderson said in surprise:

"The Beloved One! That guy who looks cold and crazy is actually the Beloved One? Which great existence is he the Beloved One? The way he chooses his dependents is too unpredictable."

"The existence that can solve the problem of misfortune in you." Renekton interrupted Anderson's somewhat verbose words and walked next to him.

"Well" Anderson was choked back by what he was still saying. He turned his head and looked in another direction angrily, and changed the subject:

"Aren't you interested in the murals here? They were left by the 'Angel of Destiny' Urolius you mentioned. I have triggered the characteristics inside, and anyone who touches them in the future will not be unlucky again."

Renekton glanced sideways at the mural on the wall on the right, and quickly looked away. The things that interested him had disappeared.

After a brief moment of silence, he turned his head to look at Anderson and said:

"Not interested, the power Ouro Leus left behind has dissipated."

"Are you still wondering whether to pray to some great being who has the power over destiny?"

Anderson said hesitantly:

"In addition to praying to the great being, is there any other way? Or, who is the one who favors Gehrman Sparrow?"

Renekton stared calmly into the depths of the temple, with deep blue light flowing through his eyes. He saw Bernadette's figure deeper in the temple.

Further inside should be the last dream of the ancient sun god before his death. After pondering in his heart, he withdrew his gaze and answered Anderson's question just now:

"The demigods of the 'Destiny' path, and the angels of the 'Stealer', 'Soothsayer', and 'Sleepless' paths, they also have the ability to solve your bad luck."

"As for Gehrman Sparrow, he believes in the 'Fool'. If you are interested, you can recite his honorable name. After the Aurora Society's previous propaganda, you should be familiar with his honorable name."

"Or do you want to listen to the story of our Lord? He is the truth we eternally pursue, the light that guides us forward, and the symbol of experience and wisdom."

Anderson's face, which had been listening carefully, suddenly changed again and again. He subconsciously distanced himself from Renekton. He looked at Renekton with a wary expression and said:

"This doesn't sound like a description of the God of Knowledge and Wisdom. Aren't you a member of the Church of Knowledge? Have you betrayed the church and faith?"

Renekton shook his head slightly and said:

"Oh, no, I just took a job in the Church of Knowledge. The more work I do, the more compensation I get, right? Our Lord and the God of Knowledge and Wisdom are secret allies. This is also with the permission of both parties. thing."

"So, would you be interested in hearing it?"

Anderson was silent for a while, then suddenly chuckled and said:

"There's nothing to do in the dream anyway. If you want to talk, I'd be happy to listen."

Renekton nodded, curled his lips and said:

"Our Lord is the guide for people to explore the truth, and he is also the truth itself. He is wise but compassionate, can tolerate everything about us, and will light the way forward for the lost day after day.

"He advocates exploring the truth in silence and solitude, appreciating the meaning of existence in the wandering of day and night, black and white, justice and evil, feeling the vicissitudes of the world, insisting on oneself, and believing in wisdom and truth."

"He asked us not to stubbornly insist on justice and truth, nor to blindly deny evil and error. Everything is reasonable as long as it exists."

"Similarly, our Lord's faith is tolerant. He does not exclude believers from believing in other gods when they believe in Him. He does not care whether their beliefs are pious or not. As long as they are walking on the right path, they will be recognized by Him. "