The Possessor of gods Chapter 8

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Mary and Knight Commander  Calvin made an agreement. Queen Glenda will give her a chance to expose the church's indulgences in public. But there is only one chance. If she cannot completely break this mask, the church staff will be speechless in her argument. Then she will appear on the gallows.

Mary accepted this unfair gamble because she knew that if she tried to act on her own, she might be dragged to the gallows before she could finish her sentence.

This is a chance, a chance to fight for justice and take revenge on the church.

Mary walked quickly to John Street, through which she could return to the gravekeeper's house.

"Anne, ahem. I know you're sad. But if, ahem, we don't get six furlongs today, the landlord will kick us out tonight. Ahem!"

A violent cough caught Mary's attention, and she turned to look.

A man with a pale face and thin cheeks gently patted the back of the woman next to him, coughing and comforting her. The woman's eyes were dull, and she was sitting there kneeling stiffly, like a wooden sculpture. In her arms was a lifeless child with a purple face.

Mary looked at it intently for a while, and recognized this woman as the mother who had spent all her money buying indulgences that day, praying for favor. She was sitting there as if she had lost her soul, muttering: "I am guilty, I am guilty..."

For a moment, Mary felt a surge of anger in her heart, wanting to let the woman know that her mistake was her ignorance, her poverty, and her birth. Not the sin that this damned, unwarranted indulgence can relieve!

She took a deep breath to calm down. In her heart, it was not that she didn't understand that women were just victims, but, but...she remembered the ferocious faces she had faced when she persuaded the residents before, and she couldn't help but feel a little angry and a little frustrated.

There are too many such people. They just keep using various methods to make money every day, and then use the money to barely eat enough, find a place to sleep, and finally buy indulgences for whatever little they can spare!

Mary turned and walked away quickly as usual. Behind him was a man's excited voice: "There are six furlongs here! I don't know who dropped it. Ahem, us, ahem! You don't have to be kicked out at night, Mary."

Listening to the noisy sounds around her, Mary's eyes were full of complexity. After her father died, she traveled around. From the poorest areas, to the streets where ordinary people live, to the estates where nobles live.

Having met all kinds of people and experienced all kinds of things, Mary seemed to be able to understand her father's choice more and more. Even though she still didn't want to forgive him, she began to understand him.

...

Catching the forest catcher is a common thing for the foursome, because it is used in the potion "Life" that Samantha often prepares.

The Forest Catcher is a green spider-like monster. Its body is like a crystal clear emerald and is translucent. Looking from the belly, you can still vaguely see the viscous juice inside. The most troublesome thing about catching forest trappers is their high movement speed and strong hiding ability. But this is not a problem for the four.

Anna, who is good at observation and has super senses, searches for traces. Sydney uses the "slow" potion on a massive scale. Lucisel came to deal with the forest catcher who was slowed down, and Anna assisted with long-range archery. As for Thompson, because he was not agile enough, he was responsible for protecting two girls who were extremely weak in close combat.

Since forest trappers always come out in groups, the four of them quickly caught several large baskets after discovering the traces.

"What's wrong?" Samantha put the forest catcher in her hand into the bamboo basket and turned to face Lucisel, who was looking thoughtful.

"It's strange, the belly of this forest trapper is black." Lu Xisel raised the forest trapper in his hand so that Samantha could see it clearly. His blue eyes, which usually seemed particularly gentle, were now very serious.

The limbs of the forest trapper were still emerald green, but most of its belly turned black, exuding an ominous atmosphere.

"This is indeed strange." Samantha frowned, took the forest catcher, put it in her hand and observed it carefully.

The darkest color in the forest catcher's belly is the juice inside, which is a very pure black. The surrounding parts are more like being polluted.

[Did you eat something strange? ] Samantha guessed, [But the food of the forest trapper is the sap of trees. 】

Luciselle's eyes were sharp, and the sword flew past Samantha and pierced her behind.

Samantha looked back belatedly and saw a centipede-like monster about the size of a calf pinned to the spot. Lucisel took a few stabs as usual, his expression as calm as a southerner who had just killed a weakling.

Samantha was infected by his calmness. She calmed down and no longer paid attention to the disgusting monster. Instead, she carefully looked at the forest catcher on her hand from top to bottom.

"What are you two doing? It's time to go! I won't wait for you if you wait too long." Thompson said with a stinky face.

"Sydney--Lucisel--it's time to go--it will be dark when we get back, we have to hurry up!" Anna also circled her hands in the shape of a trumpet , follow.

"It's coming, it's coming." Sydney stood up and put the black forest trapper into her bamboo basket.

"You follow first, I'll be behind you." Lu Xisel also stood up and said.

Samantha knew that he was worried that she would be attacked at the very back, so she responded simply: "Okay, don't fall behind."

"Yes." Lucisel's baby blue eyes were filled with a smile, as clear as the water of the Fairy Lake.

Samantha turned her head quickly, not daring to look any further for fear of having some unwanted thoughts in her heart. She quickly followed in the direction of the two people in front of her.

...

In the presence of the King and Queen, an unfair debate about indulgences was about to begin in front of St. Werburg. Many concerned believers and curious nobles came here, wanting to see who had the guts to go against the church and offend the gods.

"Is she that girl? How old does she look? What can she know? How dare she offend the great God of Light."

"Oh my God! What a farce. Why is Your Majesty holding such a debate? There is no need for it."

"She must be a witch! I smell the darkness and filth in her body. It's disgusting."

There were discussions all around, and everyone's eyes were on the girl who was not very tall yet, with emotions of malice, hatred, curiosity, and disapproval.

Mary felt these burning eyes, her expression was determined, and she straightened her back even more.

"Everyone!" The king's majestic voice echoed in Fort St. Welch, and the noisy voice dissipated.

"Today, we will witness a debate held to clarify the truth. Under the gaze of the God of Light, all chaos and evil will dissipate, and the truth will finally appear. Praise the sun!"

"Praise the sun." Everyone said in harmony.

"Let's begin." The king waved his hand and sat down.

A priest first started his attack: "Our Lord said that believers should repent. The church represents God and witnesses the believers' repentance. Believers should buy indulgences to show their piety and eliminate their sins."

Mary responded calmly: "Our Lord did say that 'believers should repent,' but that was said when punishing believers. It does not just refer to buying indulgences to repent. It refers to repentance of the soul through repentance. Feeling physical repentance through physical punishment may not have anything to do with what you said above."

The priest was speechless and took a step back silently.

Another priest stepped forward and said loudly: "Perhaps the wording just now is not appropriate. But I'm afraid you can't argue with the fact that indulgences can be used to eliminate sins!"

"According to your wishes, buying indulgences can show piety and allow the church to eliminate sins on behalf of the Lord, right?" Mary asked back without any panic.

Seeing her full of confidence, the priest felt a little unsure, but after thinking for a while he found something wrong, so he responded: "That's right."

"That's right?" Mary sneered, "What a big mistake!"

"You!" The priests' eyes widened, but because of the presence of the king, they could only look at Mary with angry eyes.

The onlookers also became noisy because of these words, and some people even jumped up and shouted: "Burn her to death!"

Under the management of the knights, the venue gradually became quiet.

"First of all, when can the pope eliminate all sins on behalf of the Lord?" Mary was not affected by the environment at all, and said every word with sonorous force. "In addition to the rights stipulated in dogma, the pope cannot absolve all sins at will."

She looked around at the angry or confused people and said, "Maybe you don't know what kind of rights the Pope has. Do you think that the Pope can have whatever powers the priests say he has? Oh, the Pope has The rights include: Article 1..."

Mary memorized the relevant contents recorded in the original classics of the church accurately one by one.

The priests were a little dull. Some people thought that they should look through the classics when they go back to see if this is really the case; someone quietly asked the person next to her if what she memorized was correct, and received a word-for-word answer that she didn't know, or that she knew the part, and couldn't help but look in amazement. expression.

Among the onlookers, those who understood listened carefully and thoughtfully; those who did not understand also began to show doubts and wanted to seek the correct answer; but some people firmly believed that she was a witch who deceived others. Can't believe a word she says.

Mary had memorized all that had to do with papal rights, but her attacks were not over.

"Secondly, how can indulgences represent piety?"

A young priest heard this and was about to go out to refute her when he was stopped by another older priest next to him who had previously dismissed the debate. The priest's expression was solemn, no longer relaxed as before, and he gently shook his head. The young priest hesitated for a moment and then retracted his outstretched foot.

"A believer who is committed to spreading the gospel of the Lord can be called pious. Can a person who buys many indulgences, but has no fear of the Lord because of this, be called pious? I really want to know , in the eyes of the Pope, what is piety? "

"You!" A priest rushed out with a red face, but was quickly restrained by the knight, who could only wave his fist in vain.

Some of the other priests had confused faces, some had dull faces, and some had angry faces, but no one could stand up to refute Mary's words.

An older priest stood up with a smile: "In the final analysis, the Pope issues indulgences to save sinful souls. There may be some minor problems in the process, but the original intention is good."

Mary immediately said: "If the Pope really wanted to save sinful souls, he could just issue indulgences. Why is that money..."

"Okay! That's the end of the discussion." The king interrupted Mary, ending this one-sided debate that was completely different from what many people expected.

When the crowd dispersed, it was unprecedentedly quiet. Many people had thoughtful looks on their faces, and there were only a few rustling sounds.

"Tell me how her brain has grown so long that she knows all about those classics at such a young age. I haven't even seen half of them yet!"

"The indulgence thing seems to be a bit fishy."

"Oh, I'm going to faint. Wendy! Get my smelling salts."

Mary's tears gradually filled her eyes as she looked at these people walking away in the sunshine.

"Father, did you see that? I won!"