Chapter 508 Gods
"Lord MacDonald, what are your opinions on things like myths?"
Aldrich suddenly asked this question.
McDonald was stunned for a moment, not understanding why Aldrich asked this.
Hell, are you discussing academic issues with yourself? But I'm not a bachelor in the bachelor's tower.
"Huh? Are you two great scholars specifically calling me, a big boss, to make a fool of myself?"
The old marshal said complainingly.
He picked up the tea cup on the table, blew away the tea leaves floating on the water in one breath, and took a small sip.
A bitter but fragrant feeling spreads in the mouth.
“My whole life I have focused on how to lead soldiers in war. Myth? I heard my mother tell it when I was a child and refused to sleep. When I grew up, I listened to the choir singing in church. Maybe I I will tell it to my grandchildren when I’m bored, but if you want me to have some insights, what insights can I have? All I can do is listen to what others say and then tell them to others.”
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"I know there are some scholars or theologians who specialize in this. Maybe you should call these professional colleagues."
The old marshal complained again and again. After feeling that the tea in the cup was not very soupy, he almost He drank it up in a big gulp, just like drinking.
"Lord MacDonald."
Jalvi stroked his beard and laughed, "So do you think the stories in the myth really happened?"
"Huh?" McDonald was very confused.
These scholars!
“I can only say that some of them happened, and some of them were fabricated or exaggerated, right? Isn’t it the job of you scholars to find out the truth in this regard? Why are you asking me? "
Aldrich said: "Okay, let's get into some sensitive topics next. "
Coming? Macdonald regained his caution.
“What do you think of the Lord of Light and the Church?”
MacDonald frowned, thinking, on the one hand, about the question itself, and on the other hand, Aldrich's intention in asking this question.
The two bachelors did not urge him to answer, they just waited quietly.
After a long time, he said slowly: "I can only tell you this, I believe in gods and worship gods. I feel that there is indeed a great being behind this world who controls everything. He is both omniscient and omnipotent, but..."
Here, the old marshal stopped, obviously hesitating whether to say the following words.
"Oh, Lord Macdonald, please go ahead and say it. Your words will never get out after they enter our ears."
Jalvi assured him.
McDonald breathed a sigh of relief and continued: "Well, with my short-term wisdom, my point of view may be wrong. Our God..."
At this time The old marshal stopped, his hands gesturing erratically, as if he couldn't find the right words to continue to elaborate his point.
“According to the church, our God should be an existence transcending [form], at least transcending the matter we know, so in my opinion, He is a concept , is a kind of rule, a kind of spirit that does not depend on entities. I think the gap between a great being like God and us mortals is greater than the gap between us mortals and ants. We and ants are even bigger. Both are dependent on matter. But... do we care about how a nest of ants lives? Do we care whether the ants make mistakes? Do we care whether the ants need us? The description of God in the Bible... He will punish humans when they make mistakes, reward humans when they perform well, and help humans when they encounter difficulties. The God in the Bible is simply like a caring person. Old lady... Ahem, Father in Heaven, please forgive my inappropriate wording... He cares about mankind like a majestic and enthusiastic patriarch."
Marshal Macdonald's words. The words made the two bachelors, Aldrich and Alvi, widen their eyes. They did not expect that such words would come from the mouth of a general who was leading troops in a war.
MacDonald also recognized their emotions and did not interpret their surprise as shock at his own deviance.
"This is my little shallow thinking."
He showed a rare shy expression and hurriedly picked up the tea to cover it up. After all, the person in front of him was a famous scholar throughout the empire.
At this time, Aldrich clapped his hands and said with a smile: "A very interesting insight, Mr. MacDonald."
Alvi also said: "You don't have to worry at all. In fact, we... also have similar doubts."
"Oh..." McDonald was relieved.
Jalvi whispered: "The reason why we ask you this is because we are worried about your attitude towards the church."
McDonald said without hesitation: "Then the same goes for me. Reply to you two, you don’t have to worry at all. My loyalty to the Empire and His Highness Antonio is placed before my religious stance.”
“Besides...”
He paused for a moment, but finally chose to continue, "In view of my thinking about God, I don't think an organization made up of mortals can fully represent His will."
"Your reason and Loyalty impresses me, Lord Macdonald.”
Alvi’s eyes were full of admiration.
“Now let’s return to the content of the myth itself...”
……
Collins General Semen Fedotov stared dumbfounded at the defeated soldiers in front of him.
"Three thousand people, a full three thousand people, you just come back with a few hundred people?"
He yelled angrily at the subordinates responsible for commanding the forward troops.
Just as he confidently led the main army towards Hydera, he unexpectedly encountered the fleeing forward troops on the road.
They actually lost the battle! This shocked Fedotov.
The commander of the forward troops was also in the rout. The poor guy's name was Harper, and like the troops he commanded, he himself was in very bad shape.
Harper's cheeks were swollen and bulging high, and there was a rag wrapped around his head, with red blood oozing out of it. His left eye seemed to have been punched hard, and the eye socket was There were purple bruises all around, and from a distance it looked like a big pig's head.
Fedotov was angry. Instead of killing this guy, the Etonians chose to beat him like this and send him back. It was absolutely a naked humiliation for him.
Fedotov grabbed Harper's collar fiercely, "What's going on? How did you become like this?"
Harper burst into tears, and now He was so ashamed.
"General, you must avenge us. We...we..."
"Say!"
"We encountered groups of wizards?"
< br>"Wizard? Harper! Aren't you entertaining me? Or are you trying to find excuses for yourself by losing the battle?"
"I didn't lie to you!" Harper knelt on the ground with a plop.
"All my men can testify!"
(End of Chapter)