Pray, Sing

In this confusing, tempting, terrible, beautiful, and complex world, only the goddess is absolutely real and can bring people a sense of inner peace.

"More sublime than the stars, more enduring than eternity, you are the Crimson Lord, the Mother of Secrets, the Queen of Calamity and Fear, the Lord of Sleep and Silence."

"I pray to you, I confess my sins to you..."

Bishop Elektra drew a crimson moon on his chest and stood before Shael, confessing to the goddess of night, pouring out his evil thoughts without reservation, and praying for redemption and forgiveness from the goddess of night.

Am I guilty of something so serious?

What if this prayer is automatically recorded?

Chael looked at Bishop Elektra with a troubled expression.

Does the Goddess of the Night really need to offer such comprehensive services?

Bishop Elektra was aware of Chael's dilemma. He felt that as a guide, he should provide the right direction, which could be considered a kind of passing on of the torch. So he began to lead the confession.

Chael was about to politely refuse, but when he heard Bishop Elektra confess to the goddess that he had also had feelings for a certain lady, he knew he had to pray, otherwise the bishop would surely kill him.

It's okay, the Goddess of the Night isn't Mr. Fool; you'll mostly get automatic replies when you pray to her.

Chael tried to console himself, drawing a crimson moon on his chest and reluctantly praying:

"More sublime than the stars, more enduring than eternity, you are the Crimson Lord, the Mother of Secrets, the Queen of Calamity and Fear, the Lord of Sleep and Silence."

"I pray to you, I want to fully satisfy my desires, as naturally as appreciating the beauty of the world as I appreciate the blooming of flowers. I want to disregard the wishes of others, to use my freedom to infringe upon their freedom. I want to live in the most luxurious room, to live like an emperor, so that even the queen of a country can only lower her head and hide her disgust and shame behind her falling hair when I lift her skirt..."

Chael's voice grew softer and softer, gradually drifting away from reality.

"I also have a vague longing for moonflowers, and I want to plant night-blooming jasmine next to them, and I want to show off to others that my moonflowers bloom like the moon, and my night-blooming jasmine exudes the unique fragrance of the night."

"I beg your forgiveness for my sins..."

After Chael finished praying, he looked at Bishop Elektra, and the first half of his prayer, which could be heard, was at least a standard penitent prayer.

Bishop Elektra nodded with satisfaction.

He could sense that Chael's spirit had become calm, a testament to the power of his personal example.

The room grew dim, and the bishop began to sing a hymn:

We will look up at the night sky.

"Speak the name tenderly: Goddess of the Night"

"There are no words except those of the goddess of the night."

"Goddess, if you could hear me, you would surely agree."

"Come, rest, sleep peacefully, my child."

Chael realized that the bishop was making him sing along.

Since things have come to this, let's sing.

If he has the chance in the future, he will definitely sing the hymn he learned today to the goddess of night.

Let's see if she's embarrassed.

As he sang along, Xia'er felt that he had digested a great deal of the Singer's Potion, and his mind became more stable as a result.

He thought he was probably the first person in history to sing the hymn of the night.

"Make that silent prayer."

"And shout it from your heart,"

"The only refuge is peace."

Chael drew a crimson moon on his chest, and in that instant, he seemed to see a darkness filled with blooming moonflowers.

He closed his eyes, and a mirror appeared on the island of his mind. If there was forced brainwashing, the mirror would shatter, and he would be equally willing to give up his first blood.

When the singing stops...

Chael only sensed the soul-soothing ability of the Sequence 5 Spirit Witch.

This ability is very suitable for treating insomnia.

The Insomniac Approach excels at treating insomnia? What a ridiculous joke!

He also gained a lot of inspiration, all of which came from singing.

Can a singer and a cryptic inquirer simulate the abilities of a midnight poet?

Chael closed his eyes, taking stock of what he had gained this time.

The singer's digestion progress has improved, and the effects of eating an extra portion of Sequence 9 have diminished.

and many more...

Only then did he belatedly realize that the one who sings the praises also needs to play the role alone!

In the Fourth Age, Aquaman doesn't need to act; he is the king of the seas.

Because it feels like the singer and the person making the prayer are playing the same role.

Xia Er had skipped it entirely and was only just realizing it now.

He can't act like a cryptic person, praising other gods insincerely while expecting the digestion progress of both traits to increase simultaneously, can he?

"My faith in the goddess isn't devout enough!"

Seeing that Chael seemed to have grasped the concept, Bishop Elektra left reassured.

He knew his advice had worked, so he quietly left the room, leaving Xia Er space to think for himself.

Xia'er understood!

We should sing the Night Hymn more often, for it is a praise of the ancient sun god who unites light and darkness.

From now on, the digestion progress will be processed separately, singing praises as a singer and praying as a cryptic supplicant.

......

"Junior Maynard."

Ms. Gray unbuttoned one button of her black shirt.

"What's wrong?"

Xia Er looked at Allison Gray with a puzzled expression.

It's not hot here, is it?

"It's nothing, I just wanted to check if you were awake."

Allison Gray coughed lightly, deliberately putting on a serious expression.

The attempt to entice him failed, and the martial arts scholar was somewhat disappointed.

She even wanted to use a sting operation to teach this junior a lesson.

I warned him yesterday to do whatever he wanted, but not to hurt anyone, and the very next day he came over saying he had his eye on someone else's wife. If only he hadn't contradicted me the very next day.

Allison is now really looking forward to some "intimate contact" with Xia Er.

"Then you should invest more resources."

Xia Er rolled his eyes, stood up, walked over the desk, and reached out to unbutton the second button.

"Wouldn't that show more sincerity?"

Allison watched as Shael unbuttoned one of her buttons, then returned to his seat and resumed his work.

"You really dare to do that."

The female martial arts scholar flexed her finger joints.

"Do as you please, but do not harm."

Xia Er retorted with the same words Allison had said.

He did not cause any harm.

"Want to grab a drink with me after get off work?"

Allison raised an eyebrow slightly. "So you can do whatever you want, huh?"

She hasn't practiced her fighting skills in a long time, so she can give this kid some free pointers this time.

"Maybe next time, I'd like to ask for leave this afternoon."

Xia Er handed over a sick leave slip and gave him an apologetic look.

He really had something to do this afternoon.

"Okay, next time I invite you, you can't refuse."

Allison nodded, didn't ask what was wrong, and approved the leave request directly.

......

The sun sets in the west.

Martin drove the carriage, picked up Alice, and the three of them headed to an orphanage in Backlund.

Xia Er wanted to come and see, so he came, and he even found a spokesperson.

Alice was a very capable girl. Even though she didn't know Rune, she was still able to stand brightly among the children, accepting their welcome and thanks, and soothing their emotions. Even Martin, who was helping to translate, was flustered and far less composed than Alice.

Chaer stood at a corner in the distance, watching the lively group of people under the sun.

He smiled and took a few steps back into the shadows.

He seemed to have a better understanding of how to adapt to different eras.

Good and evil are self-evident; morality serves as a constraint, while laws can be self-defined.

In daily life, the innocent should not be harmed.

Certain matters are involved and will be discussed separately.