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"My lord Macdonald, what is your opinion on things like myths?"

Aldridge suddenly asked this question.

Macdonald froze for a moment, understanding why Aldridge asked such a question.

Hell, is this discussing academic matters with myself? But the bachelor of the bachelor's tower.

"Huh? Are you two university scholars specifically calling this old man ugly?"

The old marshal complained.

Picking up the teacup on the table, he blew away the floating tea leaves in one breath, and took a small sip.

A bitter but fragrant feeling permeates the mouth.

"My whole life has been focused on how to lead soldiers and fight. Myth? When I was young, I was willing to sleep and listened to my mother. When I grew up, I heard the choir singing in the church. Maybe I would tell my grandchildren when I was bored, but let me say What insights, what insights can I do? Listen to others if you can do it, and then tell others.”

"I know some scholars or theologians who specialize in this, maybe we should call these professional colleagues."

The old marshal complained again and again, feeling that the tea in the cup was too soupy, and he drank it in a few gulps, just like drinking.

"Lord MacDonald."

Yarvi stroked his beard and laughed, "So do you think the stories in the myths actually happened?"

"Huh?" MacDonald was very puzzled.

These scholars!

"It can only be said as a coincidence, some happened, some fabricated or exaggerated? Have you figured out what the physiognomists and scholars do in this area? Why are you asking?"

Aldridge said, "Okay, now we're getting into a touchy subject."

Yet? MacDonald regained his composure.

"What do you think of the Lord of Light and the Church?"

MacDonald frowned, thinking, on the one hand the question itself, on the other hand Aldrich's intention for asking this question.

The two maesters pressed for an answer, but waited quietly.

After a long time, he said slowly: "I can only tell you two, believe in the gods, worship the gods, and feel that behind this world there is indeed a great being who rules everything. She is omniscient and omnipotent, but..."

Here, the old marshal stopped, obviously hesitating to speak face to face.

"Oh, Mr. MacDonald, please go ahead and say it. Your words will come to our ears before you hear them."

Yalvi assured.

MacDonald breathed a sigh of relief, and continued: "Well, with my short wit, my point of view may be wrong. Our gods..."

The old marshal stopped, gesticulating with his hands irregularly, as if he had found a suitable word to continue his point of view.

"According to the church, our **** should be detached from the existence of [form], at least from the matter we know, so look, she is a concept, a rule, and a spirit that depends on the entity. Think that the gap between beings as great as gods and us mortals is greater than the gap between us mortals and ants, and we and ants are both dependent on material beings. But...we will care about how a nest of ants live Do you care if the ants make mistakes? Do you care if the ants suffer? Do you care if the ants need your help? And the description of God in the scriptures... Humans make mistakes and she will punish, She will reward human beings for their good performance, and she will help human beings when they encounter difficulties. The gods in the scriptures are like a meticulous old lady... cough cough, father, please forgive the wording... she is like a majestic and They are enthusiastic and caring about human beings just like the parents.”

The words of Marshal Macdonald made the eyes of the two bachelors, Aldrich and Jarvi, wide open. They thought that such words would come from the mouth of a general who led the army to fight.

MacDonald also read their emotions, and interpreted their surprise as shock at his own infidelity.

"It's a little shallow thinking."

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Showing a shy expression, he hurriedly picked up the tea to cover it up.

After all, the face-to-face is a well-known university student in the entire empire.

Now, Aldridge clapped his hands and said with a smile, "Interesting insight, Mr. MacDonald."

Jarvi also said: "You don't have to worry at all, in fact, we...have similar doubts."

"Oh..." MacDonald was relieved.

Yarvi said in a low voice, "The reason why you ask this question is because you are worried about your attitude towards the church."

Macdonald said without hesitation: "That also replies to both of you, you have nothing to worry about, putting your loyalty to the Empire and the Temple of Antonio ahead of your religious stance."

"Besides..."

Paused for a while, but finally chose to say, "In view of God's thinking, I think an organization made up of mortals can fully represent her will."

"Your reason and loyalty are impressive, Lord Macdonald."

Yarvi's eyes were full of admiration.

"Now let's talk about the content of the myth itself..."



General Collins Simon Fetov stared dumbfounded at the defeated soldiers in front of him.

"Three thousand people, a full three thousand people, just a few hundred people?"

Angrily yelled at the department in charge of commanding the forward troops.

So he smugly led the main force to Hydera, and unexpectedly encountered the fleeing forward troops on the way.

They actually lost the battle! This shocked Feitov.

The commander of the vanguard was also among the routs, the poor fellow's name was Harper, and like the army he commanded, he was in very good condition himself.

Harper's cheeks were swollen and bulging, and a rag was wrapped around his head, from which dark red blood seeped, and his left eye seemed to have been punched solidly There were purple bruises around the eye socket and the surrounding area. Qing, it looks like a big pig's head from a distance.

Feitov was furious, and the Yintons ended up with this guy and chose to put the beating like this as an absolute humiliation to nakedness.

Fetov grabbed Harper's collar fiercely, "What's going on? How did you become like this?"

Harper burst into tears, feeling extremely humiliated.

"General, you must avenge us. We...we..."

"talk!"

"We encountered hordes of wizards?"

"Wizard? Harper! Are you entertaining? And you said you lost the battle to make excuses for yourself?"

"I'm lying to you!" Harper knelt down with a plop.

"Everyone in hand can testify!"

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