Chapter 780

Although there were many doubts about friar callistolius, soshyan was not stupid enough to mention it on such an occasion.

Maybe he will never ask this question again.

After the two regiments introduced each other, the blood slaves quietly walked into the house, holding a basin of fresh water containing fragrant elements in their hands.

They ceremoniously washed the Lord's lips and hands, and put a white towel on their left arm.

Other servants followed, holding wine cans and silver wine glasses inlaid with rubies and gold wires.

The Holy Blood Angel attaches most importance to beauty, and the embodiment of beauty in the way of doing things is outstanding. Therefore, their servants work with perfect rhythm and serve their master accurately like a machine.

They didn't make a sound when they put the wine glass on the stone table.

As the master, Dante waited for the end of this sacred baptism. A servant of the high-level regiment gave him a silver basin with 33 rubies, each engraved with the name of the recently sacrificed dead.

Dante picked them up and put them in the bowl in front of him.

"Let future generations remember them."

Dante said,

Soshyan was opposite him. He was sitting like a student in class, with seriousness and prudence.

He didn't know what Dante was going to say to himself, but it must have extraordinary significance.

"I'm worried about what I see -"

Dante narrated the words on the scroll.

"My foresight haunts me with darkness. I can't find any comfort in these illusions. As I wrote before, our victory will only have painful consequences. However, even so, some illusions are too dark. They fill my heart with despair and make it difficult for me to write about them... My father's dream has died, which is needless to say I doubt that even the emperor will feel heartbroken when he sees the endless war and suffering in the future. He has never hinted at us. He has seen how dark the future will be. Did he know it long ago? I have no reason to think he doesn't know. My talent for predicting the future - if it can really be turned into a talent, it comes from him, and his strength is so powerful that I can't Imagine, I asked myself again and again whether he always knew all this, whether he had predicted everything that would come? Or did he, like me, know nothing about it before? The bright future I once saw has been burned and replaced by another rotten possibility... I curse you, Horus, even in the end I won't forgive you. "

After reading this paragraph, Dante paused for a while. When he saw sohyan's thoughtful expression, he continued:

"- I've written about these things many times, and I still don't know the answer to this question, so let me change the topic. I'll write down the dream I had last night. It brought me comfort when I couldn't find comfort, so it's worth recording."

Dante unfolded the scroll to reveal the next page.