Chapter 557

Su Xiangli strides into the side hall and gets Tang Jin's guarantee. She doesn't have to unload her weapon, but the huge sword, which is higher than her, is very frightening.

Baron boyue was attracted by the determined footsteps. He looked up and saw a beautiful woman coming at the front door. Her facial features were different from their race. "What kind of priest are you

"Yes." Su Xiangli has a panoramic view of the Lord's dining room. The wooden buildings are decorated with embroidered tapestries. Niche holes are chiseled out on the long columns on both sides, and many lamps and candles are placed. Behind the lamps and candles are bright copper pieces, and the warm fire lights up the dining table. The air is filled with the smell of animal fat, as well as the complex smell of food.

She hasn't eaten in six hours. Su Xiangli: if the Lord can take the initiative to invite me to dinner, he can spare his life when we meet in war.

Boyue just continued to ask hesitantly, "who is the God of Mithra?"

"Cooking is the only true God in the world, and all the other gods are false gods." Su Xiangli said the same thing, squinting her eyes. Her expressionless face was a bit enigmatic. Her ten people's strong point of shock and awe made the Lord's children a little confused. One by one, she opened her mouth and forgot to eat. The mouth full of beef was as dull as frozen eggplant, or frozen eggplant stuffed with meat.

Sue: the beef looks good. It has enough myoglobin.

"So you are a pagan?" Boyue's face darkened.

"You are heretics. You believe in cooking, and you can avoid disaster." Su Xiangli felt his palm itching again.

Boyue is a pragmatist, "Oh? You missionaries have always said that believing in such and such a God can bring me wealth and fame, and that you can avoid disasters. You are the first one. Come, go to the chapel and invite the tray priest! "

Su Xiangli: that is to say, you are still smart, otherwise you will know what is the disaster of blood later.

Boyue turned to the captain of his guard, "well, my dear captain Tang Jin, this is the second time you disturb me to eat. I remember that the first time was the day after I came to delaire. You said that three hunters were missing. At that time, I said the rules. After three years, until today, you didn't violate them again. That's very good, but I still want to know how the so-called cooking is "The charm of the world makes you so impolite?"

"The priest, she showed a miracle, a real miracle. The body of a drunkard was beaten into light by the priest, and then flew into her chest. With the holy body of the priest, she passed the dead to heaven."

Bo Yue was stunned. "It's unexpected. Housekeeper, prepare a seat for the priest."

Su Xiangli accepted the Lord's invitation and sat down for dinner. As soon as he arrived at the table, the most ferocious people had a bit of humanity. Boyue's children finally calmed down and dared to look at the alien heretic secretly. They were dressed in simple cloth clothes and a piece of fresh beast skin. Although they were dressed savagely, they were full of civilization. She took off her huge sword and leaned on the pillar behind her. The big sword had beautiful fish scale patterns on the door plate and a piece of hemp rope on the hilt.

Boyue also frequently cast his eyes on the giant sword. He hesitated and asked: "this is Zahid's sword

Su Xiangli cut off a small piece of beef and put it to his mouth. He seemed to hesitate for a while, but he still sent the food to his mouth quietly and chewed it carefully.

There was no answer, boyue also looked back.

His father, count kimsui, said that he would send a team of zaxid heavy infantry to garrison in dreisen. Although it was an imperial army in name, it was actually a private armed force prepared by the old count for him.

Zaxid people are born soldiers, zaxid Epee is also a good weapon in the battlefield.

Calculate the time, the infantry is coming soon. Boyue never thought that the heavy armor soldiers he was thinking of would have died under the thin missionary at the table.

The tray priest came, and the Baron's attendants summoned him when the priest of Mithra was in his bedroom preaching to a boy alone, imparting the grace of Mithra, the invincible Sun God.

So now he was a little disheveled, and his face was flushed with anger. He angrily pushed open the door of the side hall. In half an hour, the two doors were knocked open for the second time, and the old housekeeper pulled the tray priest's sleeve, but still did not pull it. Tray is a fat middle-aged man, farmers selfless worship makes him fat, he is like a big tire, or a rice mill, grunting in.

"I heard! There's a heretic! Heretics! Where is it? " The tray is very aggressive.

Su Xiangli put down her knife and fork, pressed the ashen cotton napkin at the corner of her mouth, and stood up a little bit. The chair was pushed apart by her legs, making a harsh sound of friction.

"Heretics are here!" Su Xiangli took off the bloody flying axe at his waist and threw it out in the scream of everyone's panic.

The axe flew in the air, spinning like a red whirlpool frisbee and a red electric shock, and finally stopped on the Friar's forehead. He yelled and fell back. His eyes were big, and blood and brain gushed out along the crack in his skull.

The guards drew out their swords to encircle Su Xiangli, but she waved her hand in no hurry. The dead monk's body and blood turned into light, like fireflies, and integrated into Su Xiangli's body.There was only an empty yellow friar suit left. A cold wind came in through the door, and the white fringes on the friar suit trembled and did not move.

"God Miracles I don't know who called it first.

The Lord stood up shivering and knocked over the plate and wine excitedly. He was a little embarrassed. He picked up the bottle first, and then stumbled to Su Xiang.

The expression on his face was very complicated. Su Xiangli watched his thousands of emotions surge up. This kind of emotional change, which Su Xiangli will see many times in the future, was the posture of shock, surprise, fear, sadness and piety of the unbelievers. Now, looking around, almost everyone showed similar expressions.

At this moment, Su Xiangli only felt unreal.

It's very untrue.

The characters in the game can show such complex emotions, which she knows are simulated by the program and calculated by AI.

Is a virtual character with such a vivid expression really just false?

If all human emotions can be imitated by ruthless programs, is emotion itself true or false?

What if they knew their existence was just a dream?

When the world is indeed designed, when the uncertainty of nature itself is determined to be a necessary controllable variable, in the face of such ultimate rational dogma, the world itself is too false and unreal.

Su Xiangli asked, "do you believe that there is a God in the world?"

"Of course, you are the incarnation of God."

"So everything in the world is ordained by God?"

"It's up to you." Boyue rubbed his hands and became obsequious. For him, miracles are very important. Seeing the truth of superstition when he was alive means huge political capital and enthusiasm for fighting for the world after death.

Seize the opportunity!

Su Xiangli nodded, "well, announce your admission."