The Heavens: Hogwarts Transfer Students

In Guo Tianyu, belief in gods is not just a matter of business. Even the stupidest goblin in the country can say a few words about theology.

Of course, there are high and low levels, and most believers remain at the point of "the God I believe in is the one who hangs."

A slightly better believer will say, "I believe in such a god because his priesthood is related to my work.", or "I believe in such a god because his priests distribute eggs."

Believers with a certain level of education began to promote the ideas of gods, "The god I believe in thinks this world should be like," and "The god I believe in advocates us mortals to live such and such a life."

But usually only the priests and elects of the gods have the right to interpret doctrines. In an era when Io did not allow the powers of the gods to directly interfere with the material plane, they were the spokespersons of the gods.

Of course Fergie would be offended by these heathens judging the Lady of the Night.

Hearing his question, the candle bearer who had spoken before naturally took over the topic.

"The followers of the Nightsingers are always fomenting unrest everywhere and causing artificial pain. They feel that doing so can make people see clearly the hypocrisy of their rule.

"But this kind of thing is self-evident. We who live in Baldur's Gate can understand the selfishness of the nobles in just a few days. Life is already painful, and there is no need for Shar followers to continue Deliberate explanation.”

Fogg made a gesture of discussion, "You are right, but the people who know the truth often choose to turn a blind eye. At this time, if you want to overthrow the old order, you need a force to help. Isn't this what Shar believers represent? A force for progress?"

The speaker burst out laughing.

"They have the nerve to brag like this! Shar followers cannot represent this force at all. They are opportunists who profit from the riots. I wonder if you have heard of the town of Leithven. That was almost a hundred years ago. The bustling town is on the south bank of the Chongsa River, not far from us.

"The Faith of Shar replaced the Faith of Selûne, and then the town of Resven under their rule turned into a terrible totalitarian society. The Inquisitors controlled speech, required people to expose each other, kill each other, and turned the good town into a A ruin.

"This group of people claimed to expose the illusion of light and return the world to eternal night. But once they came to power, they immediately became even darker rulers."

Among the attendees were tiefling refugees who had passed through the Shadow Cursed Land, and even Flame Fist mercenaries who had experienced it at the time, and they all gave an affirmative answer.

Fergie's eyes flashed.

He was an evil opportunist himself, and when the war came, he made a fortune by deceiving, robbing, and murdering refugees, looting their relics, and selling them.

The spokesman's statement undoubtedly poked his lungs.

"Then what do you think Shar followers should do?" Fogg suppressed his murderous intent and shameful anger, but still maintained his grace.

"Simple, they should protect the poor and refugees."

As soon as these words came out, not only Fergie, but also everyone around him laughed.

"Who doesn't know that Shar is an evil god? She is the representative of evil forces. How can she make believers do good things? You are so whimsical."

The spokesperson himself felt that this was too outrageous, so he laughed along with everyone and dropped the topic.

Everyone gathered together to chat, and many topics were discussed later.

Fogg discovered that these candle-givers indeed had a large amount of information. On the one hand, the source of this information was the theory of the library tower, which broadened their horizons. On the other hand, it was the powerful people in the church, including but not limited to Belin. Powerful figures in the city, such as Duke Na Steme, are sharing information with the congregation.

From their discussions, Fogg also learned a lot. He learned that the frequent sightings of mind flayers in the city were caused by the sudden transformation of those latent infected people. The source of infection came from the Zhentarim and Moonrise Tower.

No wonder this group of people didn't care about the mind flayers hidden behind the company. After all, even the neighbors could turn into brain-eating monsters at any time. No matter what, they still had to live in this miserable life.

Fogg noticed that another lurking Shar cultist took the initiative to discuss the previous topic with the candle giver.

"Do you think Shar followers should protect those in difficult situations?" The church member who spoke was a female tiefling. Fogg remembered her - this person's name was Nocturne, which was of course not his real name. She had already met the Lost Mirror. , lost memories and names of the past.

"Yes, to be honest, I feel that as believers of gods, we have the obligation to guide the gods they believe in. It is a pity that most believers do not do a good enough job."

"It's always the gods who influence believers. You're too arrogant to say that." Nocturne's beautiful lips curled downward, showing infinite disdain.

"On the contrary, what I said is correct. Everything the gods do is strongly related to the corresponding priesthood. The god of murder should murder, and the god of suffering should suffer. Only when their priestly domain deviates , will behave differently. This proves that gods can be influenced."

Nocturne chuckled: "If you think mortals can really influence the gods, you are underestimating them."

She was a little disenchanted. The candle-presenter in front of her was nothing more than a crazy man with whimsical ideas.

The spokesperson was very serious: "Of course they are great, but are mortals really small? We are not livestock, not lambs, we are the remnants of the material world. The existence of the gods depends on our faith. Gods who lose faith will be weak. , and ultimately death.”

Nocturne shrugged, "But they can always return from death. As long as there are still believers who perform rituals, they can be resurrected, just like the sun god Amaunata and the magic goddess Mystra."

"Look, the life and death of gods need to be decided by us humble mortals. You should understand that believers are not containers of the will of gods. It is precisely believers who live like gods. We are the masters of the universe."

Ye Quyue was stunned: "Arrogant."

Although she showed an expression of looking at crazy people, these words opened a crack in her heart that was restricted by dogma, and all kinds of complex emotions came out of it. For the first time, she began to examine the position between herself and Shar. .

The spokesperson shrugged: "The gods are high above, and the mortals are buried in their lives. But who says these are two parallel lines? Is Shar really evil? She is not evil, nor good, she is nothing, she only represents the symbol system The original force of negation cannot be defined as good or evil.

"All order systems are rigid and have a tendency to self-destruct. When time comes, they will collapse in internal conflicts. This is the truth that Selûne's brilliance will eventually be extinguished.

"What Shar believers have to do is not to play the role of destruction, but to preserve the fire and prepare for the arrival of the dark night. Shar's night should not be the end of the world, but should be the breeding ground for a new world."

Nocturne swallowed her saliva. She didn't understand something, but she felt it made sense, but these words were completely different from the teachings of the female dean.

Who is right and who is wrong?

She was a little confused. (End of chapter)