Chapter 326: Memoirs of a Bishop (2)
(The yellowed ancient parchment made a fragile crackling sound, which made people a little worried, but the fingers of the automaton successfully opened the second volume and opened it. The handwritten content is presented in front of the reader)
...That day, after recovering in the ward for a while, I immediately asked Ms. Melvalien to send a letter to the ground for me with a stern look on my face. So that people who are worried about me don't worry, and people with ulterior motives don't be too complacent or take the opportunity to do little tricks that they think are smart.
She agreed, and called one of her ladies-in-waiting to do it, and I was surprised to find that there were many of her maids and ladies-in-waiting...
Because of my surprise The expression may be too obvious, Ms. Melvalion noticed it, and she told me that it is not surprising that many people living in the void here have mutation problems, but the just Midnight Ghost treats his people equally, as long as they can pass For the test of the Lord of the Night, you can go to the infirmary and wait in line for an operation.
The Lord of the Night usually allows everyone to remove the mutated parts and replace them with metal prostheses as much as possible. If this is not possible, you can apply to the biological laboratory for a flesh-forged organ.
Oh - at this time I learned that the infirmary and the biological laboratory are both run by the extraordinary Master Valier. Perhaps everyone agrees that the greatest and extraordinary Astartes Apothecary in the galaxy is Master Honsou, but personally, I don’t think Master Valier loses anything to him.
The news I learned from Ms. Melvalion made me shocked and relieved: it turns out that the mutation problem is not just among us. I confirmed my guess at that time, The mutation is indeed caused by the fact that we are born more likely to be exposed to the void than others. This knowledge warned me to use the power of the void cautiously in the years that followed; and perhaps many children in our guild and Adults can be saved, as long as their limbs and faces can be removed and reconstructed... But at that time, two doubts existed in my mind:
First, what is the content of the Lord of the Night's test? Will it be difficult to pass? If we can pass, what price will we have to pay?
Second, if there are so many such problems, and the only surgeon is Valier Angel (the word has been heavily crossed out and obliterated), how can the pharmacist be so busy alone?
Every time I think about it later, I am very glad that I asked this question when I met with the noble, beautiful, sacred and great His Highness Coze.
Please allow me to describe this section in a separate section.
The precious documents I will write down next will be the conversation between me and His Highness Coze, as well as the contents of that dreamy and wonderful banquet.
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When I asked him in a humble and reserved manner: How should I call you? My lord?
He replied: The Lord of the Night, the Midnight Ghost, and Konrad Kurtz are all me now. I am who I am and will not change because of what you call me, so you can choose one of them to call me.
When I asked him hopefully: What kind of temples, altars, offerings and sacrifices are we going to build for you? What kind of sacrifice would you like?
He replied: I don’t need a temple or an altar, because my temple is above the starry sky above your head and deep in your hearts. My altar is the earth under your feet. Sweat, hard work, loyalty, discipline, and awe of my own inner moral righteousness are my favorite sacrifices.
When I asked him with tears in my eyes: Do you allow us humble people to serve you? My lord? We will give all we can.
He replied: I need your proud service, but not your humble service; you must not give everything you have to any existence easily, or not at all, the dam of the psyker's heart - - A parapet, in the parlance here - is often destroyed by the movement of the first sand at its base. Mark my words, Sandra of Thesaguarsa, and you shall say in silence, steel within, steel outside, He who has a heart of steel carries out his will of steel.
At this time, there seemed to be a slight commotion among the guardian angels outside the door, but they did not come in. The divine beast in His Highness Cozi's hand showed its sharp teeth and let out a shrill and weird howl - even though it was comforted in His broad hands, but I still dare not look directly at His eyes that seem to be able to see through my soul, my heart, my life and everything about me. I lowered my head and at the same time heard something that I am not comfortable with here. list of sounds and phrases, but it worked, and eventually the beast-envoy fell silent in displeasure and our conversation continued. When I burst into tears, I asked him: You have been so good to us, what can we do to repay you?
He replied: If you feel this way, go back and tell others and happily attend the banquet I am about to hold, then I will feel happy.
At the end of my question and answer session with His Highness, on the twenty-second day of the first spring when I returned to the surface, the "Day of Germination" banquet was held.
Even when I am running against enemies in the putrid swamps or the acid rain of the Gobi, or hunting down notorious criminals in the lower levels of the hive, I will always remember this day's banquet.
In fact, due to the large number of actual participants in this banquet, the recipes at each banquet location are inevitably somewhat different, but the main food from the Lord of Night’s kitchen is the same:
Five-fold Quilt The hand-made thin pancakes were grilled until the edges were browned with traces of smoke, and there was an extremely delicious combination of melted and bubbling fat and protein on top - I later learned that this is exactly the state of cheese after it is grilled; in addition, except for me The unforgettable Reca coffee, fragrant as the future and as bitter as the past, and two cans of molasses juice in promethium fuel transport tanks, marinating the first fruit produced by the land on this planet. It has been cleaned, and a faucet switch is installed below, so everyone can use their own container to fill a cup or bowl of drink.
I dare say that no one realized at first that there was something strange about these foods besides being extremely delicious and having the power to warm your heart when you eat them.
It wasn’t until someone who was late reached out to pick up the last piece of cake and poured out the last cup of molasses that we realized in surprise that the amount of these cakes and honey was just right.
We don’t know how many people will come here today and how much food we will eat.
And ultimately, as we interacted with each other in even greater awe, we discovered that every city and settlement had the same amount of bread and honey sent to them.
Just right, no more, no less, no one will be hungry, no one will be wasted.
This profound teaching from the Lord of the Night and the miracles he performed will be imprinted on the hearts of all of us present at that time.
Thesa Guarsa and I will never be forgotten.
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(The automatic servitor closed the memoir, and the reader listened to the slight working sounds of a series of mechanisms, and the memoir was sent back to an inert gas-sealed storage compartment in the depths of darkness.)
(End of this chapter )