Confess [Black Carnival of Cassendra]

Constantine has always been very clear about what he is doing and what he wants to do, since he heard that voice.

He is the agent of God, and he knows what God looks like better than anyone else.He knows right and wrong, and he also sees cause and effect very clearly. Almost every step he takes has its own destiny in the dark, and all of them are the grace bestowed on him by his god, which is the reason for his life. And the test that must be passed in the world.

So whether it is Ben or Pagridge, or Loria and her scumbag stepfather who broke into the church abruptly, for Constantine, their appearance will not have more meaning.It just exists there objectively, it just happens to happen, and it just happens to do that.

That night, he sent the little girl named Loria into his bedroom, put her to rest, and told her some stories recorded in the Bible in a very gentle voice.The little girl's emotions gradually calmed down, and the panic in her eyes was completely diluted by sleepiness. She peacefully fell asleep on the not-so-comfortable hard plank bed of the clergyman.

After her breathing gradually became even, Constantine sat alone on a pew in the main hall of the church all night in silence.

The morning sun passed through the rose window, casting colorful light and shadows on the ground. The young priest from France stood up as usual, and started a new day's work with a slightly pale and cold face.

"If it were in the past, I would have been terrified knowing that the man was going back to Cassandra, but now I can hide behind Father Constantine."

Even in a somewhat dull confessional room, the little girl's voice still sounded crisp and fresh, with the unique charm of a girl: "Father Constantine is backed by a god, no matter how daring that man is I dare not be arrogant in front of you."

Loria's voice fell for a long time, until the air was a little cold, and the voice that was cooler than the air came out from the other side of the confession room:

"He neither believes in God nor fears God, and naturally he did not give in before me because of this."

Calm and without waves, like a quiet lake under the moon in winter.

"However, even if he does not believe in the existence of God, he cannot escape the gaze of the omniscient and omnipotent God. God will make due judgments for everyone."

The little girl on the other side of the confession room tilted her head slightly, and a trace of confusion flashed in her deer-like eyes.It's no wonder that she was confused. Even though they had been together for a long time, she still only had a half-knowledge of the godly words that Constantine said routinely.

"You mean... even if that man doesn't believe in God, God will still punish that man for his evil deeds?"

"There are everything in the world, and God will not give rewards or punishments for his actions one by one. He only paves the way for people, and people walk on their own. What they get is their own virtue and karma."

"If you do something, you get the karma of doing something, if you don't do anything, you get the karma of doing nothing, and all these creations are in the eyes of God."

Loria nodded with a vague understanding. Although she didn't know what the so-called creation and karma represented, she felt that she seemed to understand what Constantine said.

It's man-made.

God can see the suffering of people, and has left a way for those in suffering, but that way must be walked by oneself after all, just like she fled to the church in a hurry that night.

The little girl curled her fingers lightly, her crow feather-like eyelashes drooped slightly.She doesn't like to think about more complicated things, but when Constantine said that, an inexplicable thought kept drilling out from the depths of her mind.

That thought was too bold and absurd, it made her heart beat a little faster for no reason, and even her breathing became stagnant unconsciously, but she wanted to take that step, if it was artificial, then she also wanted to make it through her own efforts , to take a step on the "road" she expected.

"What about Father Constantine? You are God's agent, and you probably have pointed out the road that God has set in advance for many people, right? Then what kind of road did you choose?"

After a long silence, Loria finally asked this question out of her mouth.

Another long silence.Constantine didn't answer this question right away, or rather, during the time when the air was quiet, Loria even doubted whether Constantine really wanted to answer her own question.

This question is really a bit abrupt. After all, what kind of path to choose is Konstantin's own business, and there is no need for him to report to her.

But she wanted to know, even though he would never reveal himself to anyone, Loria still wanted to know what the cold priest in front of her was thinking.

She wants to see the scenery he sees, she wants to know the world in his eyes.

"Father. Can you... tell me?"

Gently, she asked again in a low voice.

Quiet, the air was so quiet that Loria wondered for a moment if the person opposite was asleep.

At this time, the door of the confession room was suddenly opened.Against the warm light in the church, the thin figure seemed to be elongated.

There was still no expression on his face, a pair of purple eyes were like a deep night, but they seemed to be dotted with stars.Black soft curly hair sticks to his cheeks, outlining his face extra softly.

"Please come out." Calmly and gently, he said so, reaching out his hand to the little girl.

Looking at the palm with sharp knuckles in front of her, Lolia felt that her already sluggish breathing almost stopped in an instant.Nervously, she put her hand in, followed the priest and left the small confession room.

And when the warm light of the church completely enveloped her body, she heard Constantine's voice.

"Let the world see the original face of God."

He said so.

"what?"

Loria turned her head in a daze, and in the next moment, she realized that he was answering her question and letting the world see the face of God. That was the path he chose.

"You really dedicated yourself to the gods." Loria smiled lightly, but there was a bit of bitterness in the laughter.

A clergyman is a person who dedicates his body and mind to the gods, and he is destined to be different from ordinary people.

"Well——Sure enough, I'm also curious about what kind of god you serve."

Feeling the cool touch from her palm, the little girl lowered her eyes and looked at the hand lightly held by Constantine. After a long time, she raised her eyes again and looked at the young priest with a smile. Eyes: "Then it's decided. From now on, I want to walk the same path as Father Constantine. I also want to walk with Father Constantine!"