#1224 - Doctrinal Debate

"Then I'll lend you my soul consciousness for two more days!" Gavin looked reluctant.

"Don't make it seem like you've suffered a great loss!" The goddess of wealth, Wu Jin, said dissatisfiedly, "I have invested a lot of money in you this time. After this, many of my believers will probably mistake you for me. Not only will they listen to you, but they may even worship you and become your believers in the end!"

"Ma'am, this is an investment of faith. It will be returned to you tenfold, even a hundredfold, or a thousandfold in the future." Gavin didn't appreciate it at all. "Ma'am, if you didn't see enough value in me, would you still do this?"

When did the goddess of trade ever do business at a disadvantage?

Suffering a loss now is also for the sake of better returns in the future.

The Goddess of Wealth said angrily, "When did you become someone who refuses to suffer any loss? Will you die if you say less?"

"I'm just stating the facts. You and I are helping each other. There's no question of one contributing more than the other." Gavin responded seriously.

Of course, he did not do this to piss off the goddess of wealth, but to make things clear from the beginning, which would be beneficial to future development.

The two of them are certainly cooperating for mutual benefit, but in the near future, there will be a struggle over who is in the lead.

Is it because he has become a vassal of the goddess of wealth?

Or is she the goddess of wealth as his deity?

Judging from the contact during this period, this young goddess is not willing to be under someone else's control.

Then again, who doesn’t want to be the Minotaur?

Those humans are still thinking of opening a separate page in the family tree and starting with him.

If there is a chance to build one's own pantheon and become the main god, all gods will flock to it.

It is hard to tell whether the move made by the Goddess of Wealth now is to promote Gavin or to prepare for future struggles over who is the boss!

After all, Gavin is only a demigod now, while she is already a weaker divine power and has been famous in Faerun for many years.

When the identities of the two are confused, the advantages to the goddess of wealth, Waukin, far outweigh the disadvantages.

Especially with Gavin's rapid development, many people would mistake him for the goddess of wealth, Waukeen.

If Gavin was narrow-minded, he could completely regard this matter as the goddess of wealth Waukin having ulterior motives and wanting to swallow up his road priesthood and turn it into one of her aspects.

This kind of thing is not uncommon in the continent of Faerun.

Didn’t the hunting god Mala try to swallow up the blue bear and take this face for himself?

This gave Blue Bear a glimmer of hope and he was rescued by Gavin.

The goddess of wealth, Woking, had a clear mind and stopped arguing with Gavin. "I have already secured the initiative for you. Now start your performance here!"

Then he fell into silence.

The two are still in the honeymoon period, the initial stage of development, and working together is in their best interest.

If you want to share the cake, you have to make the cake first.

Fighting over a cake that hasn't even been made yet is a stupid thing that only devils or demons would do.

The goddess of wealth, Waukeen, knew this, and Gavin knew it too, so they only fought secretly and no one brought it to the table.

Although Gavin was exchanging sharp words with the Goddess of Wealth in his soul, on the surface, he did not show any emotion. When the golden light on his body faded a little, he turned his head and said to the Archbishop of Holy Coin, "Madam has sensed your sincerity. That's enough. We still have a lot of business to discuss next."

"Good, good, good!" Archbishop of the Holy Coin nodded repeatedly, "Your Excellency, please come in. As long as you enter the temple, they will naturally stand up. Otherwise, they will kneel for a long time and will not be able to get up!"

"Let's go!" Gavin knew that what the other party said was true.

Faith can make people fanatical, especially in a situation like this where the true God appears, a little fanaticism is natural.

Its scale is built completely according to the standards of the Titans. Rows of towering golden pillars support a huge golden dome, on which are carved countless magnificent pictures depicting the creation of wealth and the prosperity of trade. Each picture seems to be telling the greatness and holiness of the goddess of wealth, Waukeen.

The hall was spacious enough to accommodate tens of thousands of people and was now filled with exquisite tables and chairs. The guests were dressed in gorgeous clothes and jewels, as if everyone was using their clothes to show off their wealth and status.

Although everything here is filled with the majesty and luxury of the Temple of Waukeen, there is a strange atmosphere in the air - that is the indulgence and joy of the goddess of joy, Lila.

The originally solemn and dignified golden hall was now corroded by a frivolous atmosphere.

The guests did not sit quietly, but talked and laughed loudly, drank from their glasses, and some even danced to the music coming from nowhere.

Under the golden dome, the sacred picture that originally symbolized wealth and order seemed to be infected by the sudden atmosphere of joy and became a little blurred.

In the corner of the hall, several musicians in gorgeous costumes were playing lively melodies. The notes danced in the air, as if calling on people to let go of their restraints and enjoy the joy of the moment.

The mess of cups and plates on the table showed that the banquet had been going on for some time. Even when the goddess of wealth Waukeen was kneeling outside in a grand manner to worship her return, they were still like this, as if this was no longer the temple of the goddess of wealth, but the carnival hall of the goddess of joy.

Wealth and joy are intertwined here, solemnity and indulgence collide here, forming an extremely distorted scene.

Seeing this scene, before Gavin made any comment, Archbishop of the Holy Coin slammed the gilded scepter in his hand and shouted angrily, "How can you be so shameless? Is this how you welcome your goddess? Are you followers of the goddess of wealth? Or the goddess of joy?"

A terrifying aura emanated from the Archbishop of the Holy Coin. The entire golden hall was shaking in his anger. The bowls and plates on the table were clanging and jumping around, as if they would fly up in the next second and hit the faces of the people around him.

He had previously been timid and submissive in front of Gavin and the goddess of wealth, Waukeen, acting like a noble butler, but that was because there was a difference between gods and mortals.

In front of these Woking believers, he is the spokesperson of the goddess, the most powerful person in the continent of Faerun, a high-level legendary priest, a powerful figure who can make half of the continent of Faerun tremble with just a stomp of his feet.

"Archbishop Saranda, you are still as rigid as ever. What is the meaning of accumulating wealth? Of course, it is for spending, for enjoyment, and for pleasure.

If you just accumulate wealth and leave it to gather dust in your treasure house, what is the meaning of your life? How are you different from those greedy dragons?

No, you are not as good as dragons. At least dragons sleep on gold coins, which is also a kind of enjoyment. "

A pleasant voice full of laziness rang out from the crowd, accompanied by the sound of a crisp bell.

The ringtone is monotonous but very penetrating, and has a strange magic that seems to be in sync with the human heartbeat.

To be more precise, those who hear the ringing tone will involuntarily have their heartbeats follow its beat.

The people who were already frightened by the anger of the Archbishop of Holy Coin involuntarily shifted their gaze to the owner of the voice.

She was wearing a colorful gauze dress, the gems and pearls inlaid on it sparkled with charming luster under the light, like a star fallen into the earth. The ribbons were wrapped around her snow-white arms like neon lights, dancing with her owner's graceful dance, as if she had her own spirituality and life.

These beautiful clothes could not hide the charm of their owner. Her figure was as graceful as a willow, her skin was as white as the snow on the mountains. She was not wearing any heavy makeup, only the purest natural beauty.

She has picturesque eyebrows, red lips and white teeth, and her bare feet are just the right size and slenderness. Her nipples are plump like young girls, with a natural pink color, yet spotless. She wears a golden bell on her right foot, which makes a crisp sound as she dances. That is the source of the bell.

As she spoke, she continued to dance gracefully on the guests' messy dining table. Her dance moves were agile, and every movement was full of charm and power. Her body was like a slowly blooming flower.

The messy dining table did not affect her at all. Each of her dance steps seemed to be carefully designed, perfectly avoiding all the clutter on the table.

Often, it is done at an incredible angle and in an incredible way - using one's toes to step on the plate or wrapping the surrounding pillars with the gauze and silk on one's body to make oneself fly, or in other words, dancing in the air like a free bird.

The other party was not just showing off his ultimate dancing skills, but also conveying a pure, heartfelt freedom and joy. This emotion was transmitted to the hearts of everyone at the banquet as the dance moves became faster and faster and the ringing became more and more urgent.

Their originally serious faces once again involuntarily showed smiles, and they gently swayed their bodies to the rhythm of the music.

At this time, this superb dancer had already appeared in front of Archbishop of Holy Coin and his entourage, and the provocation on her beautiful face was clearly visible.

The reason why this kind of indulgence occurred in the Golden Tower was not accidental but inevitable. The person in front of him and the goddess behind her were the initiators.

"Clanna Angelos, please don't go too far. Our goddess gave the wealth priesthood to you out of trust. It doesn't mean that your goddess has become the new goddess of wealth and can squander the wealth accumulated by our goddess at will.

Everything must have a limit. When you enjoy yourself without limit, it turns into waste and indulgence, and that is the time of depravity.

Before our goddess returned, I temporarily tolerated your extravagance and indulgence.

Now that our goddess has returned, you are still like this. What do you want to do? Are you going to openly break the contract? Refuse to return the priesthood of our goddess? "

This time, Archbishop of the Holy Coin also refused to give in and responded tit for tat, issuing a series of soul-searching questions.

The goddess of wealth Waukin tried to return to her kingdom through the Abyss. She did not act alone, but had conspired with her best friend, the goddess of joy Lila.

She entrusted her priesthood to her and asked her to take charge of it in case of any unexpected events.

The result is predictable.

Letting a person who advocates freedom and pleasure be in charge of wealth will have only one result, which is that the wealth will be used recklessly for pleasure.

This is also the underlying reason why extravagance has prevailed in the continent of Faerun over the past three years - various dinners for nobles and wealthy people, frequent and meaningless banquets, and a sharp rise in demand for luxury goods.

The short-lived pleasure brought by extreme extravagance can indeed easily make people deeply addicted. Many believers who originally belonged to the goddess of wealth turned to the arms of the goddess of joy.

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But this unbridled spending has a price, which has begun to emerge in recent years.

Many businessmen, due to their addiction to extravagance, not only have their energy for trade and commerce greatly reduced, but also have put tremendous pressure on their capital chain. Many of them have experienced capital shortages, leading to disastrous consequences.

Archbishop of the Holy Coin had already noticed this situation, but was powerless to do anything and could only try to maintain it.

Because without the support of the Goddess of Wealth, he could not fight against the Goddess of Joy.

Now it is different. His goddess has returned, and everything can be put right, with trade and wealth back on track.

"The Lady of Fortune returns? Are you talking about him?" The High Priest of Joy continued to dance as he spoke.

In a series of rapid spins, it turned to Gavin, and a rich fragrance hit his face.

The fragrance is rich but not pungent. It is difficult to describe in words, but it is unforgettable.

The other person's silk gauze seemed to brush against Gavin's body, but it seemed not to touch him. It was like a goose feather brushing against his body, and the tingling sensation went deep into his heart.

Gavin seemed to be able to clearly feel that the cells around him were cheering and seemed to want to dance along with them.

The singing stone in the soul seems to be ready to come out and sing.

Everything is just like that.

In fact, Gavin still looked extremely serious, his body did not move at all, and the Singing Stone was pressed firmly in his soul consciousness.

Even if it wasn't for the already furious Goddess of Wealth, he didn't like the feeling of being manipulated.

Even if the other party is the high priest of the goddess of joy, Lila.

The High Priest of Joy still refused to give up, and he spun around Gavin even faster, saying in an extremely cheerful tone: "Happiness and joy are the pursuit of all intelligent creatures.

Without happiness and joy, life will lose its meaning and will become a walking corpse.

Without happiness and joy, people will lose the desire to pursue a better life. Farmers will no longer be willing to work in the fields, businessmen will no longer be willing to do business, and craftsmen will no longer be willing to make tools.

The entire society will stagnate or even collapse..."

What she said was obviously the teachings of the goddess of joy, Lila.

This time, without waiting for Archbishop Saint Coin to speak, Gavin directly refuted: "It is true that the pursuit of happiness and joy is the instinct of all intelligent life.

It is also true that the desires it generates are the driving force for social development.

But everything should be done in moderation. How is unbridled pleasure different from beasts or succubi from the bottomless abyss?

Your current happiness is based on excessive consumption and unlimited overdraft.

Your unbridled joy makes farmers lose interest in tilling the land, merchants lose interest in doing business, and craftsmen lose interest in making things. It is a way to bring disaster to the country and the people, and it is the beginning of decline. "

Gavin's ability in scripture interpretation is not comparable to that of Archbishop of Holy Coin.

If he were to speak, it would inevitably be the same old teachings of the goddess of wealth, which would have little lethality to the followers of Ms. Joy.

The reason why Lady Fortune and Lady Joy can become besties is because of the close connection between their ministries.

Once you have wealth, you must use it to pursue happiness, otherwise you will become a miser, which is not conducive to the circulation of wealth.

Gavin is using his own spear to attack his own shield. Aren't you pursuing happiness?

Then list out all the harms of unbridled joy.

The joyful high priest who was dancing around Gavin was not only speechless, but even several beats of his exquisite dance moves were out of place.

However, her ability to adapt to changing circumstances was very strong, and she immediately covered it up with adjustments.

“That’s right.”

“As it should be.”

“Pleasure should be controlled and should not develop into extravagance.”

"The relationship between wealth and happiness used to be normal, but now this kind of extravagance is distorted and should be resisted."

"There should be no conflict between us. We should be close to each other, promoting and developing each other. It is decadence and squandering that have separated us."

"Now is the perfect time to correct the relationship between the two parties!"

The Woking believers, led by Archbishop Saranda of the Holy Coin, could not help but nod their heads repeatedly upon hearing this.

They fully affirmed Gavin's words, which really touched the heart of their hearts.

He indeed came here on behalf of Her Majesty the Goddess.

Gavin didn't even give the High Priestess of Joy a chance to respond, and stabbed her in the heart several times, "The happier you are now, the more painful you will be in the future.

When the entire society and economy collapse, no one will be spared, all intelligent creatures will fall into the abyss of pain, and the goddess of torture and pain will prevail. Is this what you want to see?"

The High Priestess of Joy felt a sudden pain for no reason. She saw a trace of pity in the eyes of the young man in front of her.

As if pitying her ignorance and innocence.

But she quickly reviewed the teachings of the Goddess of Joy in her mind, but could not find any words to refute.

Because the other party is not making up stories, but stating the facts.

They were not completely unaware of the series of adverse consequences that followed Lady Joy's taking charge of the priesthood of wealth.

However, from top to bottom, they all had a naive hope in their hearts, thinking that it was just an isolated case and had nothing to do with the teachings of the Lady of Joy, and they numbed themselves with the joy brought by greater extravagance. (End of this chapter)