Chapter 252: Faith and knowledge

The two rode away from Snow Manor and returned to the riverside along the way they came.
Joan awakened the sleeping boatman.
Rebecca spent double the money before persuading the boatman to fight hard and send them across the river.
After going ashore, the two continued to ride, and when they returned to Castis Manor, it was past midnight.
The two were sleepy and tired. Under the servant's service, they simply ate something and washed and rested.
Joan has a "vitro ring", he recovers after two hours of sleep, and gets up to study spells before dawn.
Rebecca slept lazily until dawn, and went downstairs in pajamas to have breakfast.
At this time, Joan and Miss Martha had already eaten breakfast and were chatting over coffee at the table.
Joanne had briefly told Miss Martha what happened yesterday at Snow Manor. Because he had been asked by Rebecca in advance, he did not explicitly state that Joseph Adams was likely to be related to Sir Castis. For this reason, he was ashamed to see Rebecca coming to the restaurant and hurriedly dumping the pot.
"Miss Martha, I couldn't remember what happened at Snow Manor yesterday. If you have any questions, just ask Rebecca."
Miss Martha gave him a puzzled look, and seemed to sympathize with his memory loss at a young age, and turned to look at her sister, who was about to ask, Rebecca had a confused look on her face, and murmured to her eyes. .
"Who am I? Where am I?"
"Oh! My head is so dumb, why can't I remember anything?"
"Alas, Martha, you know, I forget things when I don't get enough sleep!
"About Snow Manor, let's talk about it another day."
"You two devil heads, is it a good negotiation? Really can't get you!"
Miss Martha couldn't help crying and laughing, and simply got up and left the restaurant.
As soon as her sister left, Rebecca regained her spirits, lowering her voice and asking Joanne: "Did you not talk about the leak?"
"Of course not, but I don't want to do this kind of thing in the future." Joan answered angrily.
"Okay, I promise this is the last time! Actually, I don't want to hide Martha, I just don't want her to worry." Rebecca said quietly.
"Don't say this, let's eat soon."
"Well, we went into the city after breakfast. On the way back to school, we just passed Mr. Snow's mansion. Would you like to accompany me to meet the Director-General?"
"Not interested!" Joan answered flatly.
"Then you wait for me in the carriage for a few minutes, OK?" Rebecca said with a prayer in her eyes.
Joan nodded helplessly.
The next trip is like Rebecca's arrangement.
After breakfast, the two of them took the Castes' carriage to the city. On the way, they passed the official residence of the customs director. Rebecca got out of the car with the letter. Qiao Anning could stay in the carriage~EbookFREE.me~ kill time.
After waiting for about half an hour, Joan saw Rebecca sent out by a well-dressed middle-aged couple. After a goodbye to each other, Rebecca returned to the car and stretched with relief.
"It's finally solved."
"Mr. Snow read the letter. What did you say?" Joan asked casually.
"A high-ranking official like him, even if he was so angry that he scolded his mother's face, she was quite at ease, how could she be lost in front of me, even if I was just a little girl who knew nothing about them?"
Rebecca smiled slightly.
"It's Mrs. Snow, looking a little excited, and it seems that the letter contains threatening words."
Joanne was not surprised by the threat in the letter. What really surprised him was Rebecca's attitude.
"You seem to enjoy it."
"what do you mean?"
"The whole thing and the complicated interpersonal relationships, power struggles, and interest struggles associated with it."
"Hmm~ more or less."
Rebecca shrugged and seemed to be ten years older than she was.
"What fun can this have? I don't understand..."
"The fun is in the "complex interpersonal relationships, power struggles, and interest struggles" you just mentioned. If we compare the society we are in to the human body, each person is compared to the smallest unit that constitutes society, and different families, ethnic groups, Classes and interest groups represent different tissues and organs of the human body. The dispute between people's emotions and rights is like the driving force that promotes the operation of society. Isn't this law worth our in-depth exploration?"
Rebecca asked seriously.
"Just listening to what you say, I find it very troublesome and terrible to deal with these complicated relationships!"
Joan made no secret of his disgust.
"If possible, I really want to hide on a desert island away from the crowd, and spontaneously die..."
Realizing that his tone was too extreme, Joan quickly remedyed it.
"Of course, this is just an impulsive thought. If I really throw me on a desert island, I can't stand the lack of clothes, clothes, books and arcane experiment equipment. I will also miss my loved ones and friends and really live there. In this kind of environment, people like me will probably renounce themselves and eventually become a beast...even a monster."
Joan remained silent for a while, but couldn't help but tell the truth.
"Even if it's just to maintain my humanity and avoid becoming a monster, I have to clen my teeth and stick to living in the crowd, and strive to overcome my personality weaknesses, just like..."
What is it like? Joan couldn't find a suitable analogy for a while.
"It's like a trial," Rebecca continued with his words. "It's like the test of the gods' drop."
Joan nodded in approval.
"You are more like a'seeker' than I am, but you are not seeking God's revelation, but the enlightenment brought by knowledge and the liberation of the soul."
Rebecca looked at Joan, her eyes became very bright, and suddenly found a soul that was sinking in the dark, only she could redeem.
For priests like her, this is undoubtedly a sacred challenge!
"We have similar blood flowing in our bodies and suffering similar curses. I can understand your plight in general."
"Joan, you may not like to listen to some words, but I still want to tell you that what really helps you integrate into society is not knowledge but faith."
"The more profound your knowledge, the more difficult it is to tolerate the foolish and boring fellows around you, such as people like me."
"If you chose to become a priest at the beginning, and an illegal teacher, your heart will get a sustenance, maybe it will be happier than now."
Rebecca's sermon was sincere, but it was not enough to persuade the lonely stubborn boy across from him.
"Rebecca, I respect the gods, but I can't worship any of them from the bottom of my heart, and I don't want to trust my destiny to others, even if the other person is an omnipotent god."
Analysing his soul in front of the girl embarrassed Joan, and he didn't want to continue this topic.
"I heard Thomas say that only half of the students who graduated from the seminary are actually engaged in missionary work, and more of them are politicians in robes. Is this true?"
"There are exaggerated ingredients, but it's generally true."
Rebecca nodded with a smile.
"Mother Claire always said to me, "Theology is politics". If I were a man, I would probably become a politician in the future."
"Is that so……"
Qiao An had mixed tastes in her heart, and she didn't know how to continue this topic, simply silent.
Rebecca didn't speak anymore, and the car fell silent.
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