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He clapped his hands together, the deep piety within him dissipating into the surroundings.
"And ye shall know the truth, and the truth shall make you free. (John 8:32)"
It was a proverb known to anyone who had ever come into contact with the sacred texts.
Clapping his hands, Gelite laughed like a child, his innocent smile tinged with emotion and devotion.
"That's it, the truth. Known only to the Sage and the Savior, the one, the absolute truth. Without knowing the direction, why not ask those who do, find the person who knows? Even if decapitated, the Savior ordained by destiny will prophesize, and even if crucified, he will leave behind eternal proverbs. Then why not decapitate or crucify from the beginning? Sooner or later, we are bound to encounter the Sage who speaks the truth, right?"
"..."
It was completely nonsensical.
