Original God's Dark Priest

Under Cassiodor's complicated gaze, Saphir stretched out his hand and slid it casually in the air a few times. A talisman shining with golden light emerged and was then imprinted on Boethius' body.

Then, she stuffed Boethius into a glass container and put it away.

Cassiodoro felt his worldview crumble. What kind of helper had he found? Was Aesius just being caught like that? Was it that simple?

"Let's go. On the way, if you'd like, you can introduce this Boethius to me." Saphir clapped his hands in a relaxed tone.

Cassiodoro didn't quite understand: "You can ask him yourself."

Saphir paused as he was heading towards the door, then turned back to look at Cassiodore, his eyes filled with a dark emotion. After a long moment, when Cassiodore began to reflect on whether he had said something wrong, Saphir finally spoke, "I don't believe what he said, but I believe you."

With the words "I believe you", Cassiodore seemed to see the dawn light that pierced the darkness of dawn. For a moment, the surging emotions almost forced him to cry, but he suppressed it well.

Cassiodoro nodded slightly and followed closely behind Saphir: "I will tell you everything."

Upon hearing this, Saphir smiled with satisfaction, then turned back to the portal leading to the Old Sea, grinning wildly and unrestrainedly: "Let's go."

Following her greeting, Ada and Cassiodora followed her through the portal and into the Old Sea.

In Cassiodor's opinion, Boethius was undoubtedly very difficult to deal with.

He is the noble Tuner of Lemuria and the only survivor of the disaster that destroyed Lemuria.

This golden castle was built much later than Lemuria. It should be said that this was actually a castle used to unify the survivors. It was the second best option after the destruction of Lemuria.

The original intention of its establishment was also very simple, which was to prevent the tragedy of the high sea swallowing the earth from happening again.

Cassiodoro once thought that his fellow tribesmen had the same ideas as him. In fact, this was indeed the idea of most people, but Boethius was not among them.

It was just that the long time they spent together made Cassiodoro have a fixed impression of Boethius and trust him unconditionally.

So, while he and his companions were touring the lands, fighting to curb the power of the primordial water, Boethius launched a coup.

It is not appropriate to call it a coup. After all, Lemuria had been destroyed by then, and Remus was dead. They no longer had a supreme king, so there was no question of betrayal.

But Boethius had indeed betrayed their ideals. He was obsessed with the glory of the past and unwilling to wake up. He did not hesitate to initiate a ritual to dissolve the will of his own people. He tried to repair the broken music by seizing the souls of the Fontaine people and then restore Lemuria.

His actions were undoubtedly cruel and ruthless. The people who survived the destruction of Lemuria were almost wiped out because of his action. Many princes and nobles became his puppets, and the country that was rebuilt with great difficulty was overturned.

After learning all this, Cassiodoro was almost swallowed by despair. After realizing that he had no place to go, he gave up his identity and name and joined Fontaine, which had always been regarded as barbarians by the Lemurians.

He became a member of the Shadowhunters and fought against his former companions together with many Fontaine people.

It was an extremely difficult time. The pain of fratricide was unforgettable, and it made Cassiodoro, who was used to the ups and downs of life, suffer greatly.

Fortunately, he succeeded in the end.

After a hard fight, Cassiodoro and a group of Shadow Hunters sealed this sea area and also sealed the remaining soul of Boethius.

The former Lemurian Sea thus became the Sea of the Past, gradually fading from the memories of the people of Fontaine. To this day, few people know about it.

Even the Shadow Hunter became an unattainable legend, gradually changing its appearance through word of mouth.

After hearing this, Saphir was a little surprised: "So, in fact, you are considered to have betrayed Lemuria?"

"Yes, I am ashamed." Cassiodoro lowered his cat head, "But I don't regret it, because the reason I followed the Supreme was because he showed me the golden ideal that eliminated prejudice and barriers and was full of justice and freedom.

Lemuria sank, but the ideals live on. Even if I betrayed the country that was later rebuilt, I don't think I did anything wrong. Boethius's actions undoubtedly trampled on our past ideals.

A dream as golden as gold cannot be tarnished. I believe that even if that lord were alive and knew my choice, he would not blame me."

He said it with certainty, firmly believing in it all.

Saphir didn't reply, just nodded.

She knows the most about gods and demons.

The demon god of Teyvat was born with a shackle, that is, God loves the world.

Each god objectively has his or her own ideas and ideals, but they all have one thing in common: they always love their people deeply and unconditionally.

Whether it was Diocletian who was regarded as a tyrant or Akhmār who was slandered, in essence, they both had great love in their hearts.

Even Saphir had to admit that in this regard, the qualities of these gods were almost perfect and there was nothing wrong with them.

Even if such persistent love will cost their lives, they will still make such a choice. This is the love of God.

Even she is like this. If it involves Liyue's interests, she will try it regardless of the consequences.

But now, the person she deeply loves is not just Liyue.

"Cassiodoro, do you have any complaints about me calling you by your name?" Saphir suddenly asked a question without any context.

Cassiodoro was stunned, not knowing how to answer for a moment.

Saphir smiled silently. How could he not have complaints? Just like the people of Liyue did not allow anyone to speak ill of the Geo Emperor, how could the Lemurians allow disrespectful remarks about Remus?

But to her surprise, Cassiodore actually shook his head: "I might have some thoughts at first, but now, I don't have any dissatisfaction."

"Even if I speak rudely?" Saphir raised his eyebrows.

Cassiodoro continued to shake his head. "Lemuria is a thing of the past. The glory of the past will not fade because of your evaluation of Your Majesty. Moreover, your evaluation of Your Majesty is based on your position and perspective. I have no way to refute it."

Saphir understood the meaning of this, which meant that Cassiodoro had placed her on the same level as Remus.

Humans are not qualified to judge gods, but if it is a god, then her judgment will not be questioned by humans.

Did Cassiodoro discover something?

Saphir looked at the white cat in front of him, thoughtful.

"Lord Safir is no worse than any god. I have always believed this." Ada interrupted at the right time, but it made Safir laugh.

She looked at Ada with a hint of doting in her eyes: "You're just flattering me."

The scenery under the sea is indeed beautiful. The pure white sunlight shines through the deep sea water, dyeing the entire sea area a touch of blue, like a flowing sapphire. There are bubbles and water plants everywhere, and a few fish swim by from time to time.

But no matter how beautiful the scenery is, you will get tired of it after looking at it for a long time.

As the three of them swam forward, Saphir grumbled, "This place is truly completely sunken. It's a complete underwater ruin."

"Maybe it can't even be considered a relic. So far, I've only seen sporadic bricks and tiles that show traces of human activity, and not even broken walls." Ada has been paying attention to the surrounding environment, but couldn't find even a complete wall.

Cassiodoro smiled self-deprecatingly: "It saves me the time of nostalgia."

He felt bad that his former country had become like this.

Seeing him like this, Saphir thought for a moment and felt the need to help divert his attention, so she asked, "Speaking of which, you haven't told me about that movement and Phobos yet.

I remember it was Sybil's work? That's the name, isn't it?

"A movement is just a conceptual name. In fact, it is not a simple musical score, but something derived from the musical score. It weaves people's memories and personalities into a melody in the form of notes, allowing the human soul to find peace.

It's truly magical, capable of many things, even fulfilling people's wishes. That's the essence of music." Cassiodoro tried to explain it more clearly, but music itself was such a mysterious thing that he didn't know how to break it down.

Fortunately, Saphir’s comprehension ability was quite good. She understood it after just a little thought: “Oh… Actually, melody is just a form. The most important thing is to preserve the soul.

As long as it can achieve this purpose, it doesn’t matter what it is. It can be a piece of music, a painting, or a book.

Even if Xumi's former void terminal is modified, a similar effect can be achieved..."

"I haven't seen Xumi's void terminal, but you are right." Cassiodoro nodded.

Safire did not comment on the quality of this piece of music. Logically speaking, life and death, and ethics have their own paths. It is not advisable to defy fate and change one's destiny. People will die eventually. To put it bluntly, the only point of people coming to this world is death, and rejecting death itself is not right.

But... who made her Sapphire? In her eyes, life and death were reversible, so the line between life and death wasn't so clear. She wasn't so opposed to Remus's choice, but if everyone in a country was given immortality in this way...

She couldn't say whether this could be considered happiness.

Longevity is a disaster. When a mediocre life is extended indefinitely and the firewood never burns out, burning becomes its never-ending tragedy.

For a country to function, someone must pay a price. People should not be divided into different classes, but they are.

Remus spoke of equality for all, but didn't Lemuria have servants? Of course there were. If all of them were immortalized, deprived of their chance to rise and die...

The feeling is not that good.

Who would like to be the one who serves others forever, always be busy, always have endless work to do, endure endless suffering, and yet be unable to die?

Of course, perhaps in Remus's view, this was just a trivial problem, but Safire suspected that the noise in the later movements was closely related to this.

Obviously, not only Remus, but even Cassiodoro was unaware of the problem in this regard. Being in high positions, they simply could not understand why death was a relief for some people.

It also continues with the introduction: "Whoever controls the music controls his destiny... You are right, this is the secret passed down by the great Golden Bee Sibyl, the prophet who survived the last reincarnation.

The Supreme Being who once created music infused these melodies into a spiritual dew that is insoluble in water, hoping that everyone can control their own destiny by playing the music."

How to say it, the starting point is good, and words like "control your destiny" are indeed very attractive. People often talk about changing their destiny, but often ignore the weight of these words.

This is especially true in Teyvat.

The fate of this place is engraved on the starry sky. Everything is destined. It is just a movement. How can it be changed?

Even someone as strong as Remus accepted the fate of destruction after understanding all this. How many eggs can remain intact when the nest is overturned?

It is impossible for most people to change their destiny; it is too heavy a burden.

As Saphir expected, Cassiodoro sighed: “The Supreme One has overestimated us, and his charity has made us feel terrified… People cannot bear the burden of fate, so they pray for guidance from the gods and the higher powers.

At the people's prayers, the Supreme Being woven all the melodies into the most magnificent movement, which would bring bliss to all, and its name was Phobos.

Phobos is not the first movement; Phobos is just the grandest one.

All I can say is that Remus is too idealistic. His ideas are very clear and his angles are quite tricky, but they are somewhat unrealistic, which also doomed him to failure.

"According to the Supreme Being's plan, the music was supposed to compose a perfect melody for everyone, lasting for a thousand years into eternity. But something went wrong...

The only person who can change the melody of Phobos, besides the Supreme, is the Tuner who is in a higher position.

Boethius… was indeed once an excellent tuner.” This was the person he had suspected.

Cassiodorus didn't quite understand why Lemuria fell like a meteorite. He thought it was probably all caused by Boethius.

Saphir didn't say anything. She knew that this kind of thing couldn't be explained.

The so-called superiors, the lawyers... are also workers.

Perhaps, as he said, Boethius was indeed the one who caused the destruction, but the destruction of Lemuria was not solely caused by Boethius.

Saphir felt that the destruction of Lemuria could not be blamed entirely on Boethius, regardless of whether he was the one who did it or not. Even if he was, he was not entirely responsible.

It is meaningless to determine who is right or wrong in this matter, but she will not change her mind about Boethius because of this. After all, this guy has caused real harm to Fontaine, so he cannot be kept.

It is necessary to kill this guy. She is waiting to blackmail Villette after solving this matter. Saphir is not interested in any righteous partners. The benefits she gets are real.

Boethius gave her a reason to blackmail him, so she would accept his head with gratitude.