savior epic

Chapter 178 The Bishop's Diary

Thousands of years ago, the last bishop of the Ring Cathedral, Benedict Akmon, had the good habit of keeping a diary, a habit that was not common even among monks who were as literate as him.

On the first page of the diary, Cenduil saw that the entry in the diary began ten years after St. Venacana slashed his wrist and bled.

【1957, December 12th, Wednesday, sunny.

I don't know how many sunny days this is, the only thing I know is that there are fewer and fewer sunny days now.

It is said that there was a pale shower in a certain village outside the city, and the whole village suffered from death-soul disease. I have sent several monks to take care of it, hoping to bring back good news.May the Lord bless you. 】

【The Lord's Calendar 1957, December 12th, Thursday, overcast.

Another cloudy day, the clock struck eleven today, ready for the New Year.All the villages are infected with the deadly soul disease. Our monks are unable to cure them, so I can only go there myself.Alas, Lord, bless you, and through my hands, let those people be free from their pain. 】

[The Lord's Calendar 1958, January 1, Friday, overcast.

For the people in that village, we can only get rid of the dead soul disease on one-third of the people with our best efforts, and the rest of the villagers.
Lord, forgive my mistakes. May they come to your kingdom. 】

After reading this, Cenduil paused for a moment, then looked at Chen Yi and said, "The rest of the villagers may be dead. I read it in the clan's classics. At that time, the method of dealing with the dead soul disease was very long. For a period of time, it was burned at the stake."

"Keep reading." Chen Yi tried to keep calm.

After that, Cenduil read a few unimportant pages one after another, mostly describing some homely and trivial matters that did not deserve too much attention.

[In the Lord's Calendar 1958, August 1rd, Friday, rain.

It was sunny this morning, and it started to rain just after noon, but luckily the rain was not pale.However, bad news came from churches and monasteries all over the northern land one after another, and the curse of dead souls still failed to let us go. Is it true what those heretics said?
No, how can I listen to those fallacies, the Lord is our only God. 】

[In 1958 in the Lord's calendar, on February 2, Thursday, rain.

King Wilfred summoned me and asked me about the current situation. I didn't hide anything, and there was a long silence between us.

He was supported by St. Vinacana on the throne. It has to be said that the king's eyes are very pious and full of conviction. It is hard to imagine that more than ten years ago, he was the second son who was persecuted by his elder brother out of the dukedom.

It rained at night, luckily it wasn't pale. 】

【1958, December 3th, Wednesday, sunny.

A rare sunny day, a rare sunny day!
When I was doing evening prayers, I saw a beam of light pass through the glass and hit the icon. This may be the revelation of the Lord. 】

After this page, Cenduil read more than ten unimportant pages one after another.

Chen Yi said: "When you see something worth noting, read it out."

Cenduil nodded and complied.

So, her eyeballs turned quickly, and she scanned the contents of the diary extremely quickly with the keen eyesight of an elf, without staying for more than a second. She turned through dozens of pages in a row before stopping.

【1960 in the Lord's calendar, April 4th, Sunday, rain.

Gradually, resident priests and monks from various churches and monasteries fled here, begging me to remove them from their positions, and asked me to write to the Pope to let them go to places outside the northern soil. I have already made such a request These people are damned if they are numb. If the pale showers fall and they are not in office, how will the local believers receive the holy water and get rid of the dead soul disease in time.

Lord, look at these men, who profess to be religious, who go a day without communion and peace, and who today leave their brothers and sisters behind.

St. Vinacana, St. Vinacana. I would like to use my life to ask the Lord to let her return to the world and heal the suffering of this world. 】

Like this, Cenduil stopped for a while when he encountered something worth noting, and recited the contents of the diary.

Chen Yi listened silently.Lomea stood aside, not daring to say a word even though the spirit in the body was so boiling.

[The Lord's Calendar 1963, July 6, Monday, overcast.

The king told me that a lot of crops were dead in various places, even with the lighting ceremony, it would not help. He said that maybe too many people died of the dead soul disease, and fewer people died of starvation than he imagined.

At this point even kings are compelled to resort to witchcraft.

Those heretics, they have reorganized, and yesterday they found out that the chief of an armory had converted to heresy in private. They have been assisting them in smuggling weapons out.

Lord, darkness has come, and the world will perish]

[In 1964 in the Lord's calendar, on February 2, Thursday, rain.

Two months ago, I tried to write to Harun, the leader of the heathen, to try to convince them.To no avail, they demanded that King Waverlyde either convert or surrender the throne to the former royal family.These blasphemous and ignorant pagans want to have yet another pagan king!Have they forgotten the grace of St. Vinakana? !These ungrateful bastards!
In addition, the blasphemous words of this group of pagans are even more difficult for me to understand. They dare to say that we have violated the taboo of the pagan god. At this moment, the judgment is coming. Only by waiting for the judgment quietly, the suffering of the world will end soon. .If you resist the judgment, not only will it be useless, but it will prolong the day of the judgment.Lord, listen to these blasphemies, and forgive their sins. 】

[The Lord's Calendar 1964, July 7, Tuesday, overcast.

Those heretics started to riot, but fortunately the king sent someone to suppress it in time, and now the whole city has entered martial law.

Before the pagan leader was detained, he still declared to the crowd: "All the struggles in the holy capital are just the way to the trial doctrine. Saint Venacana is just the forerunner of the trial of the king of our kings."

He also said, "Is there anything in the whole world higher than the will of God?"

How dare they utter such blasphemy, knowing that they obey a false god!
Lord, Lord who loves us, forgive my anger at this moment. 】

[The Lord's Calendar 1965, July 1, Monday, overcast.

It has not been sunny for several days.

Outside the Holy City, I have been unable to prevent the resident priests and monks from fleeing. The pagan leader Harun has taken to the streets countless times over the years, inciting the people with his demonic words, and beguiling them to convert to the pagan god. As a bishop I am also powerless to stop.

Lord, do you still have mercy on the world?Hope you can embrace us, let us receive your grace and walk into your glory.

I took the monks to build a wall, which will be filled with words dedicated to you.

You must know that there are countless good people in this world who do good deeds all their lives, believe in you, and love you. 】

Cenduil paused from time to time, read several diaries, and could see from the text that Bishop Benedict, who wrote the diary, slowly and powerlessly slipped into despair day by day.

And when Cenduil turned to the last third of the diary, he stopped again.

This diary has only one sentence.

【The Lord's Calendar 1965, June 6, Monday, rain.

Pale rain began to fall in the holy capital tonight]

(End of this chapter)