Chapter 1027: 1009True Faith

Chapter 1027 1009. True Faith

Facing Lan En's surprise and disbelief, Chapelle seemed very natural and calm.

If a person really believes in something, he has nothing to hide about it.

“Eternal fire.”

Chapeler said calmly.

“Since you have come to Novigrad, you must know about the Eternal Fire, Your Highness the Duke. It is a flame that never goes out, a symbol of perseverance, and a clear path that leads us through the boundless darkness.”

“The Eternal Fire, Your Highness, is the hope for all of us. Because the one thing that all of us have—you, me, any other race—is hope. I believe that.”

He is not as impassioned and emotional as the ordinary eternal fire preachers, as if saying the words "eternal fire" in a loud voice would be blasphemous and disrespectful.

But this calm tone contains the natural piety and faith.

Lan En was still blinking in doubt and surprise.

"There is no need and we can't kill them all, Your Highness the Duke. You must know this better than me."

Lan shrugged, he was being polite just now.

"As long as there are people who want to join the temple guard, there must be people who want to climb up, or who want to make a lot of money through their status. And if they want to climb up, or break my control over the years to increase their efforts to make profits, then You must bring me down."

"You have really become the last person who should have faith in the eternal fire."

“Humans have reached reconciliation with dwarves, halflings, gnomes, and elves, but they still classify us as monsters.”

He saw these things clearly as soon as he knew Chapelle's identity.

Chapele, the evil man known to everyone in Novigrad.

“But you should already know that some people within the temple guards have doubts about your identity.”

This is so dramatic, even more dramatic than the drama being rehearsed on the stage.

Chapele thanked Lan En, and Lan En accepted it calmly.

Lan En made a knife-like gesture with his palms slicing downwards towards Chapelle.

He planned conspiracies, used violence, blackmailed merchants and guilds, and abused torture. For such a person, almost no one would think that he was a true believer. Faith was just a ladder for him to climb up.

Although he should believe in some positive aspects of the Eternal Fire doctrine rather than the whole thing, this is still enough to make Lan En feel absurd.

Chapele shook his head.

But when the real Chapelle died, a shapeshifter, a creature that in the doctrine of eternal fire deserved to be exterminated by humans and should be burned on the stake as soon as it appeared, took his place and truly believed in the eternal fire.

“Faith always arises from the heart, appearing suddenly and inexplicably becoming enlightened.”

“For people who want to take me down, I’m full of holes. There’s no way I’m going to check.”

“Do you need my help? Just arrange for those people to go out of town for official business, and then give me the route.”

“Speaking of which, I’m grateful that you left a way out for me to make a living in Novigrad.”

The hawkers of the troupe stepped on the mud, hung a wooden box on their chest, and walked among the audience holding the box in both hands.

Helping as he walked: baked apples, sandwiches, that sort of thing.

His hawking voice was still in tune despite being heard in the troupe.

What needs to be talked about has been finished, and Chapelle and Lane stopped talking. They just seemed to be immersed in the atmosphere and looked at the stage with the curtain closed.

Lann had never seen what a medieval drama was like, so he was still a little interested.

An announcer wearing a bright top and leggings took the stage first.

"Lovely ladies! Dear gentlemen! The supreme holy city, noble citizens of Novigrad! Welcome you all."

His voice was mellow, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he attracted the attention of the already noisy audience.

As he spoke, he also made body movements like chanting and praising in oil paintings, which looked very exaggerated.

But this happens to be the aesthetic standard of this era.

Therefore, the audience in the audience were obviously excited and looking forward to it.

“We’re going to enjoy a great comedy here!”

"Yes! This is a brand-new masterpiece created by the famous poet, Master Dandelion, and the female bard Priscilla! Master Dandelion promised the gods that he will serve as an eyewitness and narrater and bring wonderful stories to the Novigrad audience!”

"And this story is definitely familiar to everyone during this time, because countless scholars are studying it and countless bards are narrating it - the evil southern empire was finally blocked by the heroic northern coalition forces after destroying Cintra. Soden area!”

The announcer on the stage seemed to be telling a story to a child, with exaggerated expressions and movements, but it was just right for this era.

The audience in the audience includes not only humans, but also dwarves, dwarfs, etc. Vivaldi Bank also participated in the promotion at Dudu’s request.

Even issued invoices to bank employees.

This is how well banks support important customers.

So now there are several stocky dwarves occupying several benches. Their short and thick legs are hanging in the air and cannot reach the ground, and they are swinging around excitedly and expectantly.

"The title of the play is: "Smashing the Sun"! We are going to tell the thrilling journey of a key figure and the soul of that great war!"

“The cast is: Katherina plays the helpless civilian! Leo Ribby plays the black dog of Nilfgaard! And the protagonist plays the hero who receives the title of Duke in the war.”

The announcer deliberately lengthened his tone, arousing a burst of anticipation from the audience.

“Novigrad’s veteran actor, Ebrard Reza!”

It seems that this actor is quite famous in Novigrad. Lan En heard the cheers of many women from around his seat.

“We also have a heroine, played by the stunning and experienced Lady Irena as the Archmage! Lady Tishaia de Verres!”

This time it was the men who whistled indecently.

As the sky grew dark, the troupe pulled a lot of strings back and forth in the open space of the slaughterhouse. They hung lanterns on them for lighting and also hung a lot of colorful flags and strips.

The actors appear on stage one by one, allowing the audience to identify their roles first.

Although the rest of the people elicited cheers and applause when they appeared on the stage, only the male protagonist