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Waiting for nearly ten minutes outside the Great Prayer Hall, Klein and other believers who participated in the Moon Mass, entered under the guidance of the pastor.

In the dim and quiet atmosphere, they are greeted by neat and ethereal mourning:

"The full moon of the blush rises, reflecting the earth,

"Everyone has sunk into a sweet dream and dreams of himself.

"Dearning parents and wives (husbands) and children, this is forever..." (Note 1)

Between the holy and rhythmic sounds reverberating, the believers in the Great Prayer Hall were involuntarily calmed down, seemingly forgetting the troubles of life and no longer worrying about the real world problems.

Under the guidance of several pastors, they found their position and sat in front of the altar. Bishop Electra, who was in charge of the mass, took the "Revelation of the Night" and began to make simple sermons.

By the end of this session, the priests picked up the water and bread and distributed it to Klein and others. This is the night's care, the food shared by the living and the dead.

Klein, who had not yet had dinner, naturally did not waste the plain bread and the clear water in the cup, and then saw a candle on the altar lit up, in the darkness, as if the stars of the night, reassuring Light and heat.

At this time, Bishop Electra took the pastors with the choir owners and once again mourned:

"We will look up at the night sky,

"Speak warmly about his name: 'The Goddess of the Night!'

"With the exception of the ‘Goddess of the Night,’ there is no other words,

"I hope the goddess sings in the angels

"Pick them together with sweet silence,

"And hold in his gentle right hand.

"Goddess!" If He hears, he will promise,

"There will be a pure smile to the dead:

"Come on, rest, sleep, my children!" (Note 2)

The voice of emptiness has entered the ears of every believer with a sacred feeling. It seems to resonate with all the spirits present. As an extraordinary person of sequence 5, Klein seems to have a spiritual body at this moment. The feeling of washing, the spirituality flows naturally and soothingly.

Then, there seemed to be a quiet darkness in front of him, without the darkness of the slightest sound.

In the darkness, a corpse lay there, pale and serene, as if not dead, just sleeping.

Klein's mind settled peacefully in this darkness, suddenly struggling and looking to the front.

The place where the moon flower blooms quietly, several people fall asleep.

They are Dunn Smith, who is not wearing a hat and a windbreaker. He is still wearing a black classical robe, and he is a Koenley who doesn't work hard to save money.

They closed their eyes relaxed, and the corners of their mouths seemed to have a very light smile. There was a piece of tombstone standing around them, each with the same words:

"protector."

Klein closed his eyes and the holy and ethereal voice rang with his ears:

"Cross your hands,

"Put it on your chest,

"Doing the silent prayer,

"And use your heart to shout:

“The only destination is peace!” (Note 3)

Klein lowered his head, closed his eyes, raised his hands, crossed them on his chest, and then repeated silently:

"The only destination is peace!"

"The only destination is peace!"

......

Over and over again, until the Great Prayer Hall became extremely quiet, Klein opened his eyes and raised his hand to the corners of his eyes.

He took a slow breath and glanced at the left and right. With the light of the candlestick, he found that most of the believers were full of tears and didn't know it. Even his own personal servant, Richardson, also let the tears go down. Sliding down, not wiped.

The mass of the moon is closer to a ritual. The ritual of extraordinary power participation should be to resonate with the spirit of everyone, so that different people can see the close deceased in the dark, release grief, and obtain peace... Well, this It is not for the extraordinary change of the extraordinary, I can rest assured... For ordinary people, this is the illusion of the moment and the venting of the inner emotions. It only thinks that the goddess is great, and there is no doubt that there is supernatural power... 'Night' The sequence of the route 5 seems to have greatly improved the control of the spirit... Klein regained his gaze and made judgments in his heart.

Then he recalled the darkness and remembered the dead who were lying among the moon flowers.

Closing his eyes, Klein let his thoughts spread out:

"So a dark plain with moon flowers, night vanilla, and deep sleep flowers is some kind of representation of the goddess **** country?

"What is the source of danger in the night of the ruins of the gods?"

Klein’s mind gradually outlined the cold nights seen in the easternmost part of the Sea of ​​Sonia and the fog that shrouded the sea under the night.

In the fog, there is a dark, ancient spire church, a crow hovering over it, like a memorial, like a mourning, and the church is surrounded by ordinary houses, simple wooden houses, gray mills and shadows. .

Logically speaking, this foggy scene, which is closely related to the night and the dream, should be formed by the breath of the goddess or the devil's devil Fregra, but it has nothing in common with the presentation of the corresponding godland... well, The mortal can't spy on the gods. Perhaps the dark plain covered with flowers and grass is not the projection of the kingdom of God, but the product of the ritual... Klein sees that the mass of the moon has come to the end, and the palm of his hand is extended to the inner pocket of the garment. Take out the wallet.

He held the wallet, got up and entered the aisle, all the way to the altar, in the empathy and compassionate expression of the Archbishop Electra, slanted to the front of the dedication box.

After four rounds of clockwise on the chest, after drawing the blushing month, Klein cast all the big money into it.

A total of 300 pounds!

At this moment, Klein was not as painful and sad as he was a few times ago, and he was very calm because he remembered the ceremony of returning money from the old Neil.

That time, under the blessing of the goddess, they found a wallet with more than three hundred pounds of cash.

Taking a step back, I drew a red moon again, and he gave the position to the donor behind him.

At this time, the Archbishop Electra took the initiative to welcome him, and said that he clocked the red moon and said:

"May the goddess bless you."

"May the goddess know that what I want most now is to listen to the teachings." Kline smiled and responded.

Bishop Electra looked at the exit of the side of the prayer hall:

"If you don't mind waiting for a quarter of an hour, I can tell you in the library."

"This is exactly what I longed for." Klein smiled softly.

Bishop Electra immediately asked a pastor to lead Daun. The chief servant from the side channel walked out of the big prayer hall and circled to the library, not far from the spiral staircase.

There are one large bookshelf here, which is filled with various books related to the Goddess of the Night, and some tables and chairs are arranged on both sides for the priests to learn and use to the believers.

Twelve minutes later, Bishop Electra entered the library with a calm smile and saw the white temperament of the corner. Dontes was standing in front of a row of bookshelves and looking at one intently. Classics, very scholarly feeling.

"What are you looking at?" he asked with a smile.

Klein folded the books and laughed at himself:

"The Revelation of the Night."

“Frankly speaking, although I sincerely believe in the goddess, I have been busy with life for many years, and I have never calmed down to read this holy book seriously.”

While speaking, he has no abnormalities on his surface, but his heart is a little embarrassed, afraid that the goddess directly gives a lightning bolt to reward the devout believer Daun.

Well, lightning is not in the realm of the goddess... Klein comforted himself in his heart.

Bishop Electra smiled and took the "Revelation of the Night":

"It’s not too late from now."

He immediately asked Dawn. Dontes to sit down at a table and systematically explain to the other party the composition of the Revelation of the Night and the key words in it.

Richardson took the employer's hat and cane, sat a little further away, waited quietly, and listened to the bishop's sermon.

Time passed by, and the inspiration of Klein’s inspiration was striking, and the scene outside the mind naturally emerged.

This is his intuitive premonition, stemming from the "clown", the intuition that has been strengthened by the fog!

Outside the door, an old man with a black robe of clerics passed there and headed for a spiral staircase nearby.

His white hair is still very dense, but he did not do anything to comb, it seems quite messy, his face is thin, there is a feeling that the skin directly covers the bones, the temperament is quite cold, the skin is very pale, and the eyelids are rare black.

This figure quickly disappeared into the doorway, and the sound of footsteps gradually increased as it was not far away.

Internal caretaker! But it wasn't the one I met in the big prayer hall... Well, today is his turn? Klein focused on the bishop of Electra and put on a look at the content of the Holy Scriptures.

He appeared inside the church at the time of the internal caretaker. After the library, he was not surprised, because the seal power behind the door of Chanis would reach its peak at night and no longer be suitable for living creatures. Therefore, the internal caretakers are The sunrise entered, the sunset left, and now the sky is all black.

Remember that today is the number, the day of the week... Then gradually increase the corresponding information, and find out the internal watcher's rotation law, so that you can play the right target at the right time... Klein retracts his thoughts and listens carefully, half a After hours, I got up and said goodbye.

He smiled at the enlightenment of Electra:

"I don't know if I still have the honor to listen to you afterwards?"

"No problem." In the face of the rich man who had just donated 300 pounds, Bishop Electra could not say the words of rejection, and even happily nodded. "As long as you come to church, as long as I have time."

Klein didn't entangle the details, lest he was in doubt, and sincerely thanked, with a close-servant, Richardson, left the church of St. Saul.

He returned home, less than 8 o'clock, just for dinner, leisurely to spend the rest of the day.

............

Late at night, inside the master bedroom.

The sleeping Klein suddenly opened his eyes.

His spiritual instinct told him that someone had sneaked into his house!

Note 1: Changed from Tennyson, "The Lotus Man"

Note 2: Changed from I. Bar. Browning, "Children's Cries"

Note 3: Changed from Thomas Hood, "The Bridge of Sighs" and Tennyson, "The Lotus Man"