"This broken book is finally useful." Lumian showed the contents of the "Post-Apocalypse" to Franka and Anthony.
Franka pondered and said:
"According to the characteristics of the 'post-revelation', even if this prophecy is false, if you believe it and prepare in this direction, it will eventually become true.
"The question is, if it is a false prophecy, can it affect a true god like the 'Primordial Witch'?"
"I don't know." Lumian shook the head in the middle, "Anyway, it's not just about predicting."
"Then let's contact the 'hermit' lady now?" Franka made a suggestion.
In this matter, there is no way to act separately, because the important medium of prophecy or divination is Lumian's Cheek face, which is an extraordinary characteristic of the "Doom Witch" that has been integrated into his body.
Lumian nodded first, and then laughed at himself:
"Not for the time being, 'occasionally' is almost over."
Franka pursed his mouth, stood up and said:
"Then let's go outside the reserve.
"Anthony, you will take care of the sick teaching for the time being, is there still the 'Ice Mirror Charm'?"
"Yes." Anthony responded calmly to Franka.
When Lumian and Franka left the villa, he took out the mirror representing the Sick Pope from his "Traveler's Bag", looked at the news accumulated before, and replied one by one with the "Ice Mirror Charm".
Ludwig sat on the sofa, eating baked sweet potatoes as usual while watching Anthony get busy.
After a while, when Anthony was about to put away the mirror, Ludwig suddenly asked:
"Is life really always full of pain?"
Anthony raised his head, looked at Ludwig's brown eyes, nodded and said:
"Yes."
Ludwig continued:
"If you had a chance to start over, would you still choose to be a human?"
"Yes." Anthony smiled, "After all, I have no experience of being of other races."
"But life is full of pain, why should we be human?" Ludwig asked puzzled.
Anthony thought for a moment and said:
"Most of human suffering comes from the transience of one's own life and the weakness of one's own strength, from constantly thinking about them, but if one does not think, even one's own existence becomes meaningless.
"Perhaps it is precisely because of the short life and weak strength that we always want to do something, create something, always have to use the help of others, and also help others.
"There was once a poet, I don't know who it was, in any case, not Roselle the Great, who said something that I thought made sense:
"'If I have never felt pain in life, it means I have never loved my life.' 」
Ludwig wrote his incomprehension on his face.
Anthony added with a calm expression:
"Suffering arises from love and longing.
"Words such as beauty, expectation, and yearning are like flames, making humans feel pain, and they are also like moths, constantly pounceing on them, blooming with a short and brilliant light until they turn to ashes.
"Franka told me that the tone of the entire universe is darkness, and we humans with short lives are to create moment after moment of light in the darkness, generation after generation."
Ludwig nibbled on the baked sweet potato and concluded very seriously:
"I still don't understand why."
Anthony laughed:
"I don't really understand.
"If anyone says that he truly understands human beings and life, then he must not understand human beings and life at all.
"Maybe it's because I don't understand that life is so addictive."
After saying that, he stood up and walked to the edge of the living room.
Ludwig didn't ask Anthony where he was going, he was still sitting on the sofa, repeating two words in a low voice:
"Beautiful...... Painful ......"
The little boy muttered to himself as if he was thinking about some philosophical question
"None of this is unique to humans......"
After a while, after finishing the baked sweet potato, he shook his head and picked up a copy of the Intis general education textbook from the coffee table.
Ludwig looked through it and muttered:
"Inefficient knowledge transfer ......"
Anthony left the villa, feeling the bright sunshine, and strolled aimlessly in the shadows of the street.
He has no main mission for the time being.
He is currently responsible for two things:
First, when Franka was busy, he was in charge of the affairs of the sick church, which was regarded as a sick pope in the substantive sense, but he could see that Franka had not really accepted Jana's death and was looking forward to her resurrection one day.
The second is to help the official extraordinary by monitoring the collective subconscious sea to find those human beings or lurking anomalies that have been eroded, and secretly monitor some official extraordinary people - the symbol and power of the "Great Mother" has broken through the barrier, even if He does not pay attention to the protected area now, it will naturally affect this place.
After walking for a while, Anthony saw street musicians playing in the small square in front of him, and many Trier citizens stopped to listen and even danced, which was very joyful.
Anthony stared for a while, and his expression suddenly became a little dazed.
He decided to be kind to himself.
Before the end comes, there is less and less time to enjoy life.
Anthony sat at a round table in the open air of a café and asked for a cup of intis coffee and a pork sausage.
He cleared his mind and enjoyed the performance in the small square, cutting sausages and stuffing them into his mouth from time to time, or picking up a coffee cup and taking a sip.
The sun is shining, which has brought the heat of summer.
Just as Anthony was about to leave, an old man wearing an old military uniform in blue clothes and white pants came over.
The old man looked left and right and found that only Anthony's round table had empty seats.
He sat down unceremoniously and asked for a glass of Nepos with tomato juice – a cocktail called "" in Trier's bars and ballrooms.
The old man with all white hair looked at the barricade in the corner of the square and said to Anthony familiarly:
"Do you feel that Trier has changed and become less energetic?"
"Why do you say that?" Anthony could probably interpret what the other party was trying to say, but he still asked very cooperatively.
The old man picked up the crutches leaning next to him, pestled down, and said:
"In the past, when did Trier not have careerists planning riots, when did he not chase over barricades, shoot and throw relying on obstacles?
"Are young people today so energetic? Dare to steal?"
This is because the existence of the reserve is special, and the explosion of one person can affect thousands of people, so every human subconscious in the reserve has been hinted at to know what can and cannot be done...... But this can only reduce the probability of alienation under the influence of the "Great Mother", and cannot be completely eliminated...... Anthony replied in his heart.
"Have you participated in street riots before?" He asked instead.
The old man said "Hey":
"When I was still in the army, I was responsible for suppressing those riots and demonstrations, and they built a large number of barricades overnight, and then relied on the barricades, threw Molotov cocktails containing alcohol, and resisted with every weapon I could think of......
"Later, I left the army, was treated unfairly in Trier, and became a demonstrator......
The old man recalled the past and babbled.
Anthony was not bored at all, as if he was reading a biographical story.
When the other party finished speaking and drank Nepos wine with tomato juice, he was silent for a few seconds and asked a question that had nothing to do with the topics just now:
"Why did you join the army in the first place?"
The old man smiled "haha" and said:
"Of course for wealth, for women, and for becoming an officer!
"I came from a very poor background, whether I went to be a hired farmer, a shepherd who herded sheep, or worked as a worker in a factory, or did other coolies, it was impossible to get rich, I couldn't even fill my stomach, and I couldn't live for a few years.
The old man looked at Anthony:
"You have also been a soldier? I feel like you have the temperament of a soldier."
"Yes." Anthony did not deny it.
The old man laughed:
"Then why did you join the army?
"Aren't you here for wealth and women?"
Anthony shook his head and refocused his gaze on the street musicians and onlookers who were still playing, but did not answer.
He drank the last sip of coffee and stood up before the old man asked.
Suddenly, he saw a four-wheeled carriage parked next to the café.
The carriage door was opened, and an old man in a black formal dress, a dark bow tie, a half-height silk top hat, and gray sideburns walked down.
The old man had a well-defined face, a clean beard, and a pair of ice blue eyes.
Anthony's heart moved, and he already knew that the old man was looking for him.
"Excuse me, is it Mr. Anthony?" The old man asked very politely and cultivatedly.
There were not too obvious bloodshots around his icy blue eyes.
Anthony responded thoughtfully:
"I am, who are you and what is the matter?"
The old man with ice blue eyes replied with a smile:
"You can call me Napoli Disley."
Napoli Disley? Suspected of being a clone of one of the demon king, Napolidisle? Anthony was quite surprised.
He remembered that Lumian mentioned that Naples Disli's true body was on the island of Khante, and was protected by the "Earth Mother Goddess" so that it was not completely eroded by the "Mother Tree of Desire", and when the red moon fell, the "Earth Mother Goddess" fell into a deep sleep and was in a worrying state, and should no longer be able to provide any help to the demon king's clone.
Based on this, Lumian suspected that Naples Disli had been dragged back into the abyss, completely finished.
Who knows, Naples Disley actually appeared in the reserve today, and it seems to be in good condition!
The old man with ice blue eyes, who called himself Napoli Disli, smiled and explained his intentions:
"I want to visit Lumian. Mr. Li."
(End of this chapter)