Original God's Dark Priest

As the lifting platform started, everyone went down one floor. Since the Mystical Temple was indoors and there was no possibility of sunlight coming in, the few people did not feel anything even though they went underground.

Descending to the next level, the exit is behind several people.

Turning around, the first thing that catches your eye is a sculpture shining with golden light. The sculpture has a jackal head, which is a distinctive symbol of the Red King civilization.

The base of the statue depicts a mural.

Jade frowned as she looked at the mural on the wall, then turned to look at Saphir: "Is this a mural? Sis, what do you think?"

"I'll stand and watch." Safire replied expressionlessly. She was not an archaeologist, so what could she think?

On the contrary, Tirzad couldn't help laughing after seeing the mural.

His laughter echoed in the empty space, sounding a little creepy.

Saphir couldn't help it, raised his hand and tapped him on the head again: "Speak properly, don't keep laughing like a fool."

After being hit on the head, Tirzad reached out and touched it, not caring at all.

He was so excited now because he discovered something that no one had ever discovered before. The unique research data he had been pursuing was finally presented before his eyes.

Seeing him so excited, Saphir decided not to discourage him for the time being, and asked instead: "This mural doesn't seem to be that simple, Tirzad, have you discovered anything?"

"Well, Miss Saphir, you are a foreigner, so it's normal that you don't know. But Gabriel and Jade... um... they are uneducated? No, in fact, this is not something they should know." Tirzad was in a good mood and couldn't help showing off.

This made Jade very unhappy. He said that she was neglecting her studies? And he said that this was not something she should know?

"How can you be so rude! You're just a little Tirzade! Stop looking down on me!" Jade put her hands on her hips, very unwilling to be said that by Tirzade.

Tilzad didn't care about the offense in Jade's words. After spending these days with them, Tilzad had long been beaten by Saphir and had lost his temper. Jade's words had no lethality to him.

Of course, even so, Tirzad would still find a way to get back at his opponent, so he said, "Jade, I know you're not convinced, so let me test you. What information did you get from this mural?"

"Do you look down on me?" Jade immediately looked at the mural carefully, and then her brows frowned.

Seeing that she didn't say anything, Tirzad thought that Jade couldn't understand anything, and was about to explain, but Jade suddenly made a gesture to keep quiet.

After a long while, she finally spoke: "Tirzad, didn't you say that the Red King was a cruel tyrant? But why can I feel respect and willing submission from this mural? Moreover, the whole painting gives people a sense of peace and order. Isn't this strange?"

"This..." Tirzad was a little speechless. This was the consensus of the House of Lords, not just his opinion. Or, it could be said that this was the education he had received since childhood, and he had formed a stereotype about the Red King, which could not be easily changed.

Saphir understood that the reason why Tirzad was excited at first was actually because the content of the murals itself was not much different from the records left behind, which showed that this was indeed an extraordinary relic of the Red King.

The content of the mural is actually easy to interpret, which is the relationship between the subjects and the king.

The sun-like content of the painting symbolizes the Red King, which hangs high in the sky, overlooking all people and highlighting his greatness.

The figures standing side by side below symbolize the powerful people under the Red King. They help the Red King build the pyramid of power and put him at the highest position.

The kneeling statues on the edge are the people ruled by the Red King. Compared with the Red King who is as great as the sun, they are extremely small.

The meaning of the painting is easy to understand, but the problem is, as Jade said, the painting embodies the hard work of the craftsmen, and it is impossible that the Red King himself painted it. In other words, the person who completed this mural was a low-level craftsman under the rule of the Red King.

Why could Jade, a low-level craftsman who had neither outstanding treatment nor a vested interest in the civilization of the time, feel respect and willingness from the paintings?

Is it really just succumbing to the tyranny? I'm afraid it's impossible.

"This mural symbolizes a power structure, Tirzad, do you agree with this statement?" Saffier stopped attacking him and asked.

Tirzad nodded seriously, “Yes, Miss Saphir, you saw that too, right?

The sun, and the eye, symbolize the Red King himself. Below him, the so-called 'Seven Pillars', hold up the Red King's tower of power.

And his people, those insignificant people, dared not complain at all and could only submit to him obediently.

Even so, they could not escape the fate of being destroyed..." Tirzad sighed. This has been a long-standing statement in the House of Decrees.

This is also a statement that people in the desert do not agree with.

Because of the conflict in the evaluation of gods, the rainforest and the desert have never been in harmony. The rainforest believes that it controls the truth and that the people of the desert are all barbarians who cannot be discussed with them.

The sand people, on the other hand, think that the rainforest people are all arrogant fools who have forgotten their roots and don't know what they are talking about. They only know how to put labels on themselves and believe what they want to believe.

The conflict between the desert and the rainforest has a long history and cannot be resolved in a short period of time.

Of course, all this has nothing to do with Saphir. She doesn't want to, and won't, care about such things. And if she were to care, all she would do is to fight another war of faith, completely annihilate the faith of the Red King and the Grass King, and make Xumi a kingdom of angels, but this would be too aggressive.

She doesn't like it.

Yes, it's not that she can't do it, but she doesn't like it. After all, if she hadn't taken care of it, there would be no place for the Grass King faith in Xumi City.

Tirzad had never doubted the education he had received since childhood, but today, because of Jade's words, doubts began to arise in his heart.

Jade said the painting was full of pious emotions? This shouldn't be the case.

It is true that Jade had lied to him before and laughed at him afterwards, but those were all irrelevant. In such a serious occasion, Jade knew what she was doing and she would not make such a joke at this time.

Will be killed by Saphir.

"Do you still think so and are so convinced of your idea?" Saphir looked directly at Tirzad, wanting to see how he would react.

Tirzad looked a bit struggling: "I have always believed this, and the content of the painting is consistent with the image of the Red King described in the literature.

A terrifying king who uses absolute, supreme power to bring all his subjects under his gaze, making people tremble."

After saying that, he stroked his forehead gently and said, "I don't know what Jade meant by peace and order. This conflicts with my original concept."

"If I remember correctly, Tirzad is a scholar of the Cause Theory School, right? If we can find content here that subverts past documents, wouldn't you be able to become the most famous person in the Cause Theory School and go down in history?" Safire asked in a joking tone.

Tirzad sighed, and after a few seconds he spoke, "It's not that simple. What we say must be supported by sufficient evidence. As for what Jade said about the emotions conveyed by the murals, such words would be regarded as a stain and ridiculed by colleagues even if they appeared in the paper."

Saphir nodded. She understood exactly what Tirzad meant.

A paper needs to cite literature and have sufficient convincing evidence to prove the paper's arguments.

Instead of just writing down a sentence said by someone unknown as evidence. This kind of thing would be ridiculed even if it was used in an argumentative essay, let alone a thesis. This is exactly why Tirzad found it difficult to deal with.

He did find something shocking enough, but he couldn't make proper use of it now because there was no evidence.

He wanted to correct the wrong views of the Congregation for the Advocate, but this task was destined to be difficult, and he almost became an enemy of the entire Catechism school.

Looking at the troubled Tirzad, Gabriel suddenly spoke up: "No one in this world is completely right, and the same is true for the House of the Lords. You people in the rain forest know too little about sand."

"Zhebrel... do you know something?" Tirzad looked at Zhebrel, who had always been quiet. He had long suspected that this person knew something, but since the other party didn't say it, there was nothing he could do.

Because he couldn't beat Gabriel, nor could he scold Jade, and Saphir wouldn't help him with such a thing, he could only suppress his curiosity.

And now, he finally had the opportunity to reasonably ask the doubts in his heart.

Gabriel walked to the mural and touched it with his hand, as if he was touching it with a craftsman thousands of years ago. After a few seconds, he slowly said, "This destroyed country was once solid and beautiful. It is hard to believe that all of this was built on the sand.

As for the scholars in the House of the Decrees, let’s just say they are scholars… they only see the surface obedience but ignore the direction of desire.”

Gabriel looked up at the sun, which symbolized the Red King, and said, "The people of Huangsha were closely connected to the Red King through their wishes. They thought that this would protect them from all disasters. However, the result was...

Heh…we all know now.”

"But these words cannot be used as evidence at all. All we have seen so far is consistent with the content of the literature. The only ones who hold different opinions are you and Jade.

And you are unable to produce strong enough evidence. I know that you may not understand what the so-called thesis is, but, Gabriel, I really want to write something shocking, but the reality is that I can't do it.

I can't put delusions and unfounded words into academic papers. This is not research, nor a paper. This is an early retirement application. Do you understand what I mean, Jibrail? "Tirzad felt a little powerless, and he suspected that he was crazy.

Why would we try to gather evidence to overturn previous research just because of two people from the sand? Maybe they were just talking nonsense.

Tirzad was very depressed. With Safir watching, he really didn't dare to conflict with Gabriel again. It would be bad if he was warned again.

People will die.

"Well, it seems that Tirzad is more inclined to believe in the research results of his predecessors." Saphir spoke at the right time and ended the discussion between the two.

Tirzad immediately shook his head: "That's not what I meant! What I meant was..."

Before he could finish his words, Safir raised his hand and interrupted him: "It doesn't matter. In the end, it's still a question of evidence. My position is very simple. I am not biased towards Gabriel or the House of Fatwas. All we want is the facts, right?"

Tirzad nodded immediately. Safir's neutral and objective stance was of great help. At first, he was worried that something might go wrong if he offended the other party because of their different stances. Now with Safir's words, he could feel a little relieved.

In fact, he had never quite agreed with Gabriel and Jade's protection of the Red King.

After all, if he was really a wise monarch, how did the civilization in the desert perish? Why were there so many historical records left, all of which cursed him?

There is no smoke without fire; many things must have traces to follow.

Safir looked at Gabriel, who was relatively calm. After all, he did not hear any sharp rebuttal. This time, his discussion with Tirzad was relatively harmonious, which made him feel good.

Noticing that Gabriel and Jade were in a good mood and Tirzad was also motivated, Saphir clapped his hands and said, "Okay, in that case, let's continue to investigate further. There will always be results later, right?"

"Well, this is the only way for now. The information we have so far is indeed not enough to write a paper." Tirzad nodded in agreement, turned around and walked towards the direction of the mural.

Looking at Tirzad's departing back, Saphir's eyes deepened. He calculated the time in his mind and thought that it should not be long before Samel caused trouble.

Soon, she will get another piece of Aru, and then...

Just as Tirzad walked to Gabriel, the mural suddenly trembled, and then the entire stone wall slowly rose, revealing a passage.

"Oh! Tilzad, you are also an incredible adventurer!" Seeing the passage and stone steps appearing behind the mural, Jade couldn't help but applaud.

Tirzad scratched his head in confusion, not knowing whether he should accept the honor.

Saphir walked forward and gently patted Tirzad on the shoulder: "What? Are you scared?"

"No, I just suddenly realized that exploration can give me this feeling, and I kind of like it." The moment Tirzad appeared in the passage just now, he felt a huge throbbing in his heart. He didn't know what this was, but this feeling was actually not bad.

But Saphir knew what it was. She took two steps toward the stone steps, looked back at Tirzad who was still savoring the experience, and reminded him, "Experiencing this once in a while is something most scholars will never experience in their lifetime. As for not being a scholar and changing careers to become an adventurer... you'd better give up this idea.

You are not suitable. "

"I won't change my career! Miss Safir, don't underestimate me!" Tirzad followed Safir indignantly and climbed the stairs with her.

After a long time, he couldn't help it anymore, and looked at Saphir's back and asked, "Am I really not suitable?"

In response, Safire smacked him on the head mercilessly: "Stop being so weird."