Chapter 196 Summer’s Mourning (1)
"The academy does not exclude religious beliefs. You can freely promote your... well, the Emperor, the Lord of Mankind in the academy." Angers was stunned at first, and then responded with a smile.
"But the effect is not very good." Lu Mingfei sighed.
This is actually a good thing. After all, humans will only have faith in some illusory existence when they are desperate and helpless——
However, in that dark universe, these existences are real, and even if you don't clearly pray to which existence when you pray, it may cause indescribable concepts to come.
There was once an agricultural planet that suffered from drought and prayed to the gods for rain. As a result, it attracted the attention of the Chaos Evil God, the Father of Plague, who gave the world green rain in his own way...
In that dark and desperate universe, the Emperor was the only dawn and spiritual sustenance for mankind. Mortals would pray to him. The priests of the state religion preached the glory of the God Emperor. The battle sisters armed themselves with piety and belief in the Emperor. Looking at themselves, the Astartes shouted to fight for the Emperor and the Primarch;
When reloading, one will pray to the Emperor, when traveling through space, one will ask for His blessings, and when one is dying, one will ask for forgiveness from the Emperor...
The home world is generally in a beautiful and peaceful environment for the time being. People who pursue science and rationality, even mainstream religions, only account for a very small part.
"For humans who have the blood of creatures from mythology flowing in their bodies, it is indeed difficult for them to have faith in gods." Angers nodded to express his understanding. "Even in their spare time outside of the academic atmosphere, For prayers and mass students prefer a dance or a party.”
"If you want me to forcefully promote faith within the academy..."
"No... no need." Lu Mingfei interrupted Ange's words.
This method is indeed feasible. Each Astartes will be indoctrinated and loyal to the Emperor and humanity in an almost brainwashing method before performing the transformation surgery, but Lu Mingfei does not want to do this at the moment.
"Let's go back to the Dragon Clan. In the modern history of the Secret Party, there are very few people who have faced the real Dragon Clan, and even fewer who can survive and stay awake." Ange also ended the topic simply, "I And Professor Schneider happens to be one of them.”
Schneider silently took off his oxygen iron mask, revealing a face that would give horror film lovers nightmares. The flesh and blood on his face below the silver-gray eyes were completely dry, leaving only a layer of dry skin. Holding the bones.
He picked up the bone china cup in front of him, bit the white wall of the cup and poured hot water into his mouth. If he didn't drink water this way, most of the hot water in the cup would go along his exposed teeth and shrinkage. His lips wet his suit.
"'Shadow of Greenland,' I heard you, principal, talk about the failure of detecting aliens this time." Lu Mingfei did not show any strange expression because Schneider showed his severely damaged face. Instead, he sat up straight and gave him enough respect. , "If you can confirm that the 'Prince' who deliberately leaked information to you is the same person as the heretical tyrant 'Emperor', then I have already killed him once in Japan."
"...Killed once?" Schneider stared at Lu Mingfei and spoke softly.
If it were in the past, he might have asked anxiously, but with Lu Mingfei's record of killing the "next generation species", these things became unremarkable.
"It seems impossible to kill this heretic in one go, but it doesn't matter," Lu Mingfei said calmly, "Kill him a few more times and he will be completely purified."
The corners of Ange's lips curled up, and he looked at Lu Mingfei with admiration in his eyes without concealing it.
"In addition, I killed his heretic subordinate Gloya yesterday. It's unclear how many times she will be killed again, but I can confirm that she has become the devil's lackey."
"Demon?" Angers raised his eyebrows, "After the dragons and gods, do we have new enemies?"
"There is no difference. They are all filth that need to be purified and eliminated," Lu Mingfei said. "Before the devil's pollution spreads, I will expand the size and strength of the battle group as soon as possible."
"It seems that our world view is about to change to modern humans fighting medieval mythical creatures." Angers picked up the bone china cup and drank the fragrant tea in one gulp. "Do you want to deal with the devil alone? Although you have no doubt He is 'The One' that I expected, but that does not mean that I admire personal heroism."
"Not alone, but also with my future battle group. I am personally more accustomed to team fighting." Lu Mingfei's expression became serious.
"Then do you have any information about the 'devil' that you can share with us?" Angers asked.
"Yes, he may hide in the dark side of the world and vigorously develop heretical believers, and will not conflict with us head-on for the time being; he may also act as a 'wise man' to help a certain human force expand rapidly... These are all You need to pay attention to the signs of investigation.”
Lu Mingfei's understanding of Chaos came from the blasphemous books held by the exterminated heretical believers. He only scanned them once and then burned them. The more he knew, the greater the possibility of being secretly corrupted by Chaos.
But now he has to face a hidden kaleidoscopic demon king, and his lack of knowledge makes him a little helpless. Unless the other party suddenly goes crazy like the blood god demon and comes directly, he can only hope that Saint Les will show up again and give him some help. Inspire yourself.
"Are you interested in taking over the execution department?" Schneider said suddenly, his silver-gray eyes seemed to be a little tired, "After taking over, you have the right to call on all the resources and manpower of the execution department, including branches around the world. is also like this."
"This is not in line with your character, Schneider," Angers picked up the teapot and made a cup of tea for his empty cup. "You are not someone who wants to retire so soon."
"I just want to retreat behind the scenes. The hilt of the sword should be held by a stronger hand to kill more enemies." Schneider said calmly.
"But the handover procedure for the director of the executive department is quite troublesome. Besides, Mingfei's current status is that he is a first-year student in Kassel..."
"Sorry to interrupt," Lu Mingfei raised his palm, "I have no interest in managing the execution department, and I don't belong to that kind of management talent."
He rejected the position of head of the executive department without thinking - if the commissioners there had high combat qualities, he might still be interested, but that was not the case.
"In addition, if Professor Schneider wants to become stronger and more powerful to fight aliens again, our battle group will notify you as soon as possible when it launches the fearless armor... Now let's return to the topic of dragons."
Lu Mingfei looked at Ange who was standing aside: "After this cup of tea, principal, are you interested in visiting the Holy Blood Hall?"
"Invite me to visit Keel Cross again? Of course you are interested. If possible, I would like to bring the most outstanding scientific research team in Watt Alheim." Angers smiled.
"Let's talk about the visit later, principal," Lu Mingfei shook his head, "I just want to hear your story about 'Summer Mourning'."
The smile on Ange's lips disappeared. The moment the word appeared, his eyes became gloomy, like the dark clouds gathering before a storm.
Schneider sat upright silently, realizing that the respected educator had disappeared and was replaced by a vengeful evil ghost.
"Of course, your grandfather's grandfather is also one of the protagonists of this story." After a moment, the dark clouds in Ange's eyes slowly dissipated, "Maybe you don't need to go to the Holy Blood Pavilion, you can tell it here, the tea is still very hot .”
"After all these years, I always wanted to retell the story in its entirety...but there just wasn't the right audience."
Angers' tone was very light, as light as a key to unlock the heavy history hidden under the pouring rain.